An imposing Saint-level Dharma Power was revealed.
It was a Saint-level existence from the Blade Clan.
His saber arm was larger than a mountain. When this Saint-level appeared in his line of sight, the saber arm descended.
It crossed countless spatial distances.
Boom!!!
Lu Xiaopeng waved his sword and tapped six times. A Hexagonal Formation appeared in front of him.
But the next moment, the Hexagonal Formation shattered, and he was sent flying.
The hand holding the pseudo-Saint-level artifact could not help but tremble.
Lu Xiaopeng took a step forward.
He crossed layers of spatial distances and shuttled through countless shattered stars.
The huge figure behind him kept approaching. Everything in its path was reduced to nothingness.
Lu Xiaopeng threw a substitute that imitated his aura. The substitute kept shuttling through space while he fled in another direction.
After a long while.
Lu Xiaopeng heaved a sigh of relief when the threat behind him gradually disappeared.
"At least I don't have to use that precious Interstellar Teleportation Scroll."
He took the flying ship and quickly returned to Camp 404, which was on the outskirts of the Realm Battlefield.
In just a few minutes.
An alarm sounded in Camp 404.
The energy detector discovered that a terrifying existence was approaching at high speed.
"He still managed to catch up!"
The agreement between the Devil Clan and the Anti-Devil Alliance was that the Sages of both sides would not fight each other.
As the rear base, Camp 404 would not encounter any threats.
If Lu Xiaopeng had only killed a few invincible experts, the Blade Clan's Sages would not have cared.
But he had killed a Saint-level seedling.
The Blade Clan's Sages, who could not save him in time, were worried that they would be punished by the Devil Clan. They furiously chased him all the way to the Alliance's camp.
Inside the camp.
Lu Xiaopeng did not panic. He quickly informed the other experts to get ready.
Every camp in the Realm Battlefield had a Sage in charge. When the camps were designed, they had anticipated how to deal with a Saint-level enemy.
When the alarm sounded, the exit of the huge spherical fortress was locked.
Countless flying ships that had just set off hurriedly returned to the camp.
Not long later.
An imposing figure appeared in the starry sky.
A terrifying saber gleam that could not be measured crossed the starry sky.
A huge gray fist shadow appeared and shattered the saber gleam.
"Lackey of the Devil Clan!"
The Ashland Saint's figure also appeared in the starry sky outside the camp.
The two Saint level masters were cursing and fighting at the same time, and the rumbling sounds were endless.
The defensive formation of the huge spherical fortress was activated. Rings of golden light enveloped the camp and blocked all the aftershocks.
In the camp, the warriors who were still worried suddenly relaxed.
"It's a rare opportunity to watch a battle between two Saint-level existences up close. We're lucky … lucky …"
He suddenly stared blankly at another part of the starry sky.
Another stalwart figure appeared.
This was a Sacred Level Devil from the Devil Race, and he had a monstrous aura about him.
The Ashlands Saint was forced back the moment he attacked.
Lu Xiaopeng, who was staying in Camp 404, did not hesitate and immediately activated a basic military formation, gathering the strength of the military formation to resist the Blade Saint's killer move.
The Ashlands Saint also activated the basic military formation.
With the enhancement of countless Transcendent rank cultivators in the camp, his strength skyrocketed, but he could only fight evenly with the Saint rank demon.
"But it's good that we can block it."
He let out a sigh of relief.
After all, this was the territory of the Alliance. They could only defend for a while before reinforcements arrived.
The Saint rank demon from the Devil Race would definitely not dare to stay for long!
He glanced at Lu Xiaopeng's side. With the enhancement of the military formation, he also firmly blocked the Blade Saint.
The Ashlands Saint was completely relieved.
"There's no more problem …?"
He stared blankly at the other end of the starry sky, where a third stalwart figure had appeared.
It was also a Saint rank demon.
Filled with killing intent, it rapidly approached.
"What did Lu Xiaopeng do?"
The Ashlands Saint's face was as pale as his name.
However, many Transcendents in the Realm Battlefield could escape, but he could not. As the guardian of the camp, the Ashlands Saint could only bite the bullet.
Lu Xiaopeng could not escape either.
He kept burning his origin, and the basic military formation transformed into a giant sword phantom that firmly blocked the camp fortress.
"Boom!"
The giant sword phantom was blasted apart, but it condensed again.
The entire basic military formation plate had cracked a lot.
Inside the camp.
Lei Haomiao and the other newbies had not left yet. When they saw this, they all trembled.
It was too terrifying.
Even the division commanders were no match for them.
So many Saint rank existences had appeared!
It reminded them of the fear of the Upper Realm collapsing and being dominated by the Devil Race.
At this moment.
Hum —
The teleportation formation emitted a pale blue halo, and a figure walked out.
He wore a suit of armor and held a black saber in his hand. His black hair casually draped over his shoulders, and his eyes were bloodthirsty and filled with battle intent.
"This is …?"
There were many powerhouses guarding the teleportation formation.
However, neither the Rock Tribe nor the Prison Tribe's invincible powerhouses had seen this person before.
He could not help but look at the human, the deputy commander of the vanguard army.
Unexpectedly, he also shook his head.
"My name is Taylor."
As the black-haired man spoke, he took a step forward and appeared in the starry sky outside the fortress.
The pitch-black saber slashed toward the Blade Saint.
This saber contained a domineering force that could not be dodged.
The Blade Saint's blood splattered across the starry sky.
A Saint rank demon left the Ashlands Saint and charged toward Taylor.
The huge claws on the Dharma Form carried the Rule of Corrosion and Rule of Ripping, emanating ferocious might.
However, Taylor did not dodge. The Dharma Form took the blow head-on, but its expression did not change at all.
It was a method of exchanging injury for injury.
After being slashed three times, the Saint rank demon's expression changed drastically.
"Impossible! You're already injured!"
The injured Taylor became fiercer and fiercer as he fought, his aura growing stronger and stronger. In just a few slashes, the Saint rank demon's body was completely cut open.
He roared into the sky, his aura exploding, and his comprehension of the Rule of Laws increased.
With a swing of his saber, the other weaker Blade Saint's Dharma Form was slashed, and the Saint fled into the distance without looking back.
Taylor chased after him.
…
Somewhere in the Realm Battlefield.
A powerful Saint rank demon frowned and looked at the human Saint rank demon in front of him who had transformed into a giant wolf.
"Get out of the way!"
"You've crossed the line."
"Do you humans want to start a war?"
"Yes, you've guessed correctly."
The Saint rank demon: "…"
His verbal attack failed, so he charged forward to fight Fanny. Another battle unfolded in the Realm Battlefield.
Countless Transcendents who sensed that something was wrong fled into the distance in fear.
…
This battle ended with the Devil Race's defeat.
The Alliance rejoiced. Only Tang Yu frowned slightly.
"I keep feeling that the Devil Race's counterattack is too weak."
"It's like the individual behavior of a few Saint ranks."
"What about the Saint rank demons?"
He was ready to start another Saint King battle, but he didn't expect that Fanny, Shay, and the others would stop the few Saint rank demons who were ready to support the Devil Race.
The real Devil Race powerhouses were nowhere to be seen.
"The recent conquest of the worlds seems to be progressing more smoothly."
Facing a strong enemy like the Devil Race, Lord Tang didn't dare to be careless and immediately became vigilant.
But no matter how he investigated, he couldn't find the Devil Race's movements.
…
At the same time.
Crimson Plane, above the Demon Lord City.
A Saint King covered in crystals smiled, "Great Demon Lord, we have calculated the star field where the Planet of Origin is located."
"Very good!"
The Abyss Demon Lord got up from his throne.
His gaze was deep, looking out of the plane as if he had seen the future.
"Everyone, follow me to battle."
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