Roar!
Gu Yi roared at the sky. The huge sound wave turned into visible ripples that spread out in all directions.
In the next moment, a huge demon phantom appeared above his head. It bared its fangs and claws and bit down on Yang Xuan.
A huge pressure came down and enveloped the entire area.
Pu pu pu!
The few Great Emperors who were closer to the scene spat out blood and were seriously injured.
Everyone was terrified.
Just a little bit of pressure was enough to make them unable to withstand it. If a fight really broke out, no one here would be able to survive.
Yang Xuan also thought of this problem. He suddenly stretched his body and flew into the distance. At the same time, he transmitted his voice, "Follow me!"
Gu Yi roared at the sky and gave chase without hesitation.
Just as Yang Xuan passed by the two Hundred-Jointed Demons, he suddenly pressed his palm down.
Boom!
Purple flames fell like a meteor and hit the two demons who couldn't react in time. They were drowned in a sea of fire. After struggling for a while, they stopped breathing.
This change shocked everyone. No one expected that the two half-step Saint demons who were showing off just a moment ago would be killed by Yang Xuan with a single palm.
This unforeseen event was beyond their imagination.
Yang Xuan was also helpless. His action wasn't righteous, but if he didn't kill the two half-step Saint demons, the lives of everyone here would be in danger.
"My God, am I dreaming? What is this person's cultivation level?"
"Two half-step Saint demons were killed by him with a single palm. Luoshen above, Luoshen above."
At this moment, a weak voice suddenly sounded, "Everyone, listen to my orders. Immediately clean up the other demons in the camp. Don't make any mistakes."
It turned out that Lan Xiao had woken up and recovered some of his strength.
Everyone was startled back to reality and responded loudly, "Yes!"
Then they scattered and began to organize their forces to clean up the invading demons.
Yang Xuan had killed two of the half-step Saint demons that were the biggest threat to them. The marshal would deal with the remaining half-step Saint Dream Butterfly Demon. If they couldn't clean up the other demons, then they deserved to die.
As for the Saint-level evil spirit, it was no longer within the scope of their consideration.
Just as they were beginning to organize an effective resistance, Yang Xuan had already led Gu Yi deep into the wasteland.
Sand filled the air. Gu Yi, who had lost two of his subordinates, flew into a rage. His fat body exploded with a speed that did not match his size at all. He followed closely behind Yang Xuan, unwilling to let go.
Yang Xuan released his Divine Sense to cover a huge area. After confirming that there was no one around, he suddenly turned around and stopped.
Gu Yi had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. With a loud roar, his body suddenly accelerated as he raised his sharp fangs and charged over.
Boom!
Following his charge, the entire desert that Yang Xuan had chosen began to tremble. Sand and stones filled the sky, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.
Yang Xuan intended to test Gu Yi's strength again, and did not dodge. He clenched his hands into fists, stretched his body, and directly punched towards Gu Yi's fangs.
The next moment, the sky and earth turned upside down.
At the moment when the fist and the fangs came into contact, the entire desert surged up, covering the sky and turning it black.
The huge power at the place where the two of them clashed seemed to have turned into tangible glass, letting out a crisp cracking sound. Then, it shot out, stirring up the void and shattering it.
"What a guy!"
Yang Xuan exclaimed once again. His body was involuntarily sent a thousand meters away before he could stabilize himself. His entire right arm was already numb.
Looking at Gu Yi again, he didn't seem to be in any better shape. His huge body rolled on the broken desert, rolling a distance of over a thousand meters before coming to a stop. On his pair of snow-white sharp fangs, there was actually a shallow fist imprint.
Roar!
Gu Yi roared towards the sky, so agitated that his entire body was trembling.
How many years had it been since he had seen an enemy that was on par with him in terms of strength?
This feeling was exhilarating.
With that thought, he no longer hesitated. His four limbs kicked up a cloud of dust, and he once again charged towards Yang Xuan.
…
At the same time that Yang Xuan and Gu Yi were fighting, the battle in the camp had also reached its climax.
Without the threat of Gu Yi and the half-Saint evil spirits, the remaining evil spirits were not to be underestimated. They fought fiercely against the forces of the alliance, not falling into a disadvantageous position at all.
Qingying kicked away a winged evil spirit and took the opportunity to approach Yue Yao. He shouted, "Yue Yao, how is it? Are you alright? "
Yue Yao casually split an evil spirit in half. She panted slightly as she said, "I can still hold on. However, there are simply too many evil spirits. I wonder if they have any backup plans?"
Rip!
Qingying tore open an evil spirit's body, causing green blood to spray all over his face. He carelessly wiped his face and said, "Who cares if they have any backup plans? Just kill them. That's right, Yue Yao, where did my big brother come from?"
He had been holding this question in his heart for a long time, and he could no longer hold it in.
Yue Yao shook her head and said, "You'll know soon enough."
Boom!
Chi Yu suddenly appeared behind Qingying and sent an evil spirit flying with a punch. He shouted, "It's about done here. Let's go reinforce the other areas."
Qingying laughed loudly. "I find you more and more pleasing to the eye. Why did I dislike you so much in the past?"
Chi Yu snorted. "When this battle is over, let's have a good fight."
Qingying retorted, "Alright then. Remember to survive."
The two of them bickered as they battled against the evil spirits. It was as if they were heroes who appreciated each other.
However, Yue Yao couldn't be bothered to pay attention to their brotherly love. She worriedly looked in another direction.
At the end of her line of sight, the fourth battle zone's Marshal Lan Xiao was entangled with the half-Saint Dreamy Butterfly Demon.
The Dreamy Butterfly Demon was a high-level mental evil spirit. Although it wasn't very strong, there was still a large gap between it and the half-Saint Lan Xiao.
However, its mental strength was extremely powerful, and its methods were strange. If one wasn't careful, they would fall for it. It was because Lan Xiao had been caught off guard that it had invaded his body and taken control of him.
This time, Lan Xiao was fully focused and did his best to guard against the Dreamy Butterfly Demon's mental invasion. As a result, the two of them were evenly matched.
At the same time, his worry for Yang Sheng had reached its peak.
Others didn't know, but as the number one person in the fourth battle zone, how could he not know what a large-scale invasion of evil spirits meant?
The power Yang Sheng had left behind here had been weakened to a frightening degree in a short period of time. It had lost its ability to detect and defend against evil spirits.
He didn't dare to think about what this meant.
If his guess came true, the terrifying consequences wouldn't be something anyone could bear.
Right now, he could only pray that he was just imagining things, and that Yang Sheng couldn't return because of other matters.
Although he knew that the possibility of that happening was minuscule, he didn't dare think about it.
Apart from that, all of his hopes rested on that person.
With that thought, that white figure appeared in his mind again. Although it wasn't very tall, it was boundlessly dignified, like a god or an immortal.
"No matter who you are, please, you must win!"
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