"Attack!"
Zuo Qinglong yelled and led the charge towards the Dark Demon Race's camp.
Seeing that Zuo Qinglong was going to attack, Ma Bei and the others hurriedly followed him and flew towards the Dark Demons' camp.
"Let's go too!"
Mo Qingyun instructed, and he rode a winged sacred power pegasus, disappearing from the spot.
By the time Mo Qingyun reappeared, he was already beside Zuo Qinglong and had caught up with him.
"So fast!"
"He's even faster than Saint Emperor Zuo Qinglong."
"Is he really at the Sector Lord realm? He's too fast. "
"With his speed, even Saint Emperors probably can't do anything to him," Jian Chen sighed.
… …
Seeing Mo Qingyun's speed, everyone's expression trembled, and a wisp of respect emerged in their eyes.
When he reached Zuo Qinglong's side, Mo Qingyun didn't stop. He smiled at Zuo Qinglong and said, "Senior, I'll go first and take the first victory."
"Alright!"
Zuo Qinglong laughed and nodded approvingly at Mo Qingyun's words.
Mo Qingyun disappeared from Zuo Qinglong's side in a flash and reappeared a thousand miles away.
Mo Qingyun's rapid approach quickly attracted the attention of the Dark Demon Race. They all tensed up.
"Oh no, that kid Mo Qingyun is here. Everyone, be alert."
"Everyone, let's go together. This kid won't be able to return."
"Don't be careless. The Anti-Demon Alliance is here too."
… …
Sensing the arrival of Mo Qingyun and the others, the members of the Dark Devil Clan became vigilant.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Mo Qingyun flashed and appeared above the Dark Demon Race.
Heaven's Might Illusion!
Arriving above the Dark Devil Race's group, Mo Qingyun did not waste any time and directly displayed Heaven's Might Secret Skill.
Shortly after, thunderclouds began to gather in the sky above the Dark Demon Race's camp, emitting a terrifying pressure.
"Retreat, retreat quickly!"
Seeing Mo Qingyun's actions, Zi Jie understood the situation and hurriedly reminded the soldiers.
With Purple Tribulation's reminder, the troops in the Dark Demon Race's camp immediately fled in all directions in panic.
While they were fleeing, bolts of lightning with terrifying auras descended from the sky.
Boom boom boom … …
Bolts of lightning descended, blasting the Dark Devil clansmen one after another, turning them into ashes.
In just a few moments, Mo Qingyun had killed almost ten thousand of the Dark Demon Race.
More importantly, under Mo Qingyun's surprise attack, the Dark Demons were thrown into disarray, and their overall combat strength was greatly weakened.
"Mr. Mo, good job. Let's kill him!"
Seeing the Dark Demon Race's chaos, Zuo Qinglong was delighted and charged forward with his men.
In a flash, Zuo Qinglong appeared before Zi Wujin and said, "Zi Wujin, I didn't have enough fun last time. Let's continue this time."
While Zuo Qinglong was fighting against Zi Wujin, the leader of the Anti-Demon Alliance, Lin Qingxun, walked up to Zi Jie and said, "Last time, Zi Wujin helped you in time and saved your life. This time, I will kill you."
Lin Qingxun and Zi Wujin found their opponents. Zhou Zhiying and the others also found familiar opponents.
Since the Dark Demon Race only had five Saint Emperors, An Chen, Ying Wudi, and Fan Yuqin didn't have any suitable opponents.
Seeing that they had no opponents, they prepared to deal with the Great Saints and Great Emperors. They planned to kill some of the Great Saints and Great Emperors of the Dark Demon Race.
Seeing An Chen and the others' actions, Mo Qingyun said solemnly, "The Great Saints and Great Emperors of the Dark Demon Race are nothing to worry about. Go help Senior Zuo Qinglong and the others. Take the opportunity to kill or injure the Saint Emperors of the Dark Demon Race."
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, An Chen and the others immediately understood and went to deal with Zi Wujin and the others.
An Chen glanced at the battlefield and his gaze landed on Zi Jie. He said, "This person's cultivation is weak and he has some old injuries. Cripple him first."
After An Chen finished speaking, his figure flashed and appeared beside Lin Qingxun.
Hearing An Chen's words, Ying Wudi hesitated before going to help Lin Qingxun as well.
Zi Jie's strength wasn't as strong as Lin Qingxun's. Now that An Chen and the others had joined in, his situation immediately became dangerous.
Very soon, he was surrounded by danger. It was like walking on a tightrope. The slightest carelessness would cause his soul to be destroyed.
"Brother Wujin, save me!"
Zi Jie was unable to fight back. He was terrified and asked for help from Zi Wujin, who was nearby.
Hearing Zi Jie's request for help, Zi Wujin's face tensed up. He was extremely worried.
They were already at a disadvantage in terms of Saint Emperors. If Zi Jie was killed, they would be in an even worse situation.
Thinking of that, Zi Wujin no longer hesitated. He immediately approached Zi Jie.
With Zi Wujin's help, Zi Jie's situation improved slightly. He was barely able to deal with An Chen and the others.
No matter what, he was still a Saint Emperor. Although there were many people on An Chen's side, it was still quite difficult for them to kill him.
Most importantly, An Chen and the others didn't dare to push him too hard. They were worried that Zi Jie would self-destruct.
"We can't continue like this. We need to divert their attention."
Mo Qingyun frowned when he saw the situation with An Chen and the others. He thought of a plan.
Mo Qingyun pondered this for a moment, then smiled coldly. "You guys keep the Dark Demon's Saint Emperors busy. I'll kill all their Great Saints and Great Emperors. I'll turn them into a bunch of generals without an army."
As soon as Mo Qingyun finished speaking, his figure flashed and appeared beside a Great Emperor.
The Nine Bull Godly Sword flashed and slashed out a sharp sword ray, blowing the Great Emperor away.
Mo Qingyun's movements didn't slow down as he attacked another great emperor.
In just a short moment, Mo Qingyun had killed several emperors.
Seeing Mo Qingyun's performance, the faces of Zi Wujin and the others immediately became as black as ink.
Zi Wujin roared furiously, "Mo Qingyun, if you dare to kill our Great Saints and emperors again, Kaiser Blood and the others will tear you to pieces when they arrive."
"Not to mention that Kaiser Blood and the others aren't here yet. Even if they are, I'm not afraid."
Mo Qingyun wasn't the slightest bit afraid of Zi Wujin's threat. With a provocative expression, he said, "Old dog of the Dark Devil race, if you have the ability, then come and kill me personally. I'll stand here and let you kill me. Do you have the ability?"
"You …"
Seeing Mo Qingyun's provocation, Zi Wujin was so angry that his body trembled. He couldn't help but lose focus.
Due to Zi Wujin's distraction, his attack weakened and his protection of Zi Jie slipped up.
Seeing that Zi Wujin's defense had slipped up, An Chen immediately seized the opportunity and tapped his forehead.
Immediately, a door of light with a cold aura shrouded Zi Jie.
"Brother Wujin, save me!"
Zi Jie screamed in fear when he was shrouded by the door of light.
Hearing Zi Jie's voice, Zi Wujin's expression changed. He knew that he had fallen into a trap.
Immediately, he looked at Mo Qingyun with an even colder gaze.
(End of Chapter)
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