Chapter 166 165. Shocking warm-up battle!

Ten minutes is not long or short.

It is not enough for the Exorcist Pass to mobilize more forces.

But it was enough to allow the restless demons to evacuate in time.

This is an obviously unfair battle, but this world has been unfair for too long. The unfairness of the situation actually means fairness in strength. The strong prey on the weak and the fittest survive. It's that simple.

Looking at the sighing Long Haochen, Long Tianyin, who had just arrived at the Exorcist Pass, patted his eldest grandson on the shoulder and was speechless for a moment.

For the sake of the overall situation, Long Haochen must sacrifice Haoyue.

Even the blood pact couldn't stop the Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu.

Naturally, Long Tianyin didn't dare to make any promises to his eldest grandson.

Moreover, Long Haochen only lost a magical beast.

The losses inflicted on the Assassin's Temple are truly heartbreaking.

The loss of the Magic Temple is equally painful.

"Tianyin." Yang Haoyu, a ninth-order, fifth-level holy punishment knight who was also forced to come out of the mountains, and the elder brother of the Knight Temple Master Yang Haohan, stood on the top of the Exorcist Pass and waved to Long Tianyin who was comforting his grandson below the city, reminding him, "It's been ten minutes."

Long Tianyin sighed deeply.

Let go of the idea of ​​continuing to comfort your eldest grandson.

He stood up and flew to the city wall, looking at the many ninth-level, eighth-level, and seventh-level transcendents present, as well as Ye Qingcang, who was standing on the top of the city wall with his bracelet folded in one hand, watching the scenery for ten minutes.

"This battle... I'll trouble you, sir." Yang Haoyu was more polite than Yang Haohan, and said a few polite words to Ye Qingcang, but when he looked at the more than 30 demon gods in the demon camp, his eyelids couldn't help twitching: "Should we make some preparations just in case?"

Not to mention more than thirty demons.

Three big mountains counting from top to bottom.

They can't cross it.

Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu, ninth level, ninth rank, with a lower limit of 990,000 spiritual power points.

The Moon Demon Agares is at level 8 of the ninth stage, with a lower limit of 800,000 spiritual power points.

Star Demon Vashak, level 7 of the ninth order, with a lower limit of 700,000 spiritual power.

And what about the strongest people in their six holy temples?

One is level 5 of the ninth stage, and the other is level 4 of the ninth stage.

Then it was gone.

If we don’t make some preparations, the human race will probably be doomed.

But for Ye Qingcang, this was a battle to verify what he had learned. He would not allow Yang Haoyu and others to rashly interfere in his battle. Moreover, he did not think that Yang Haoyu and others could cause much damage to the Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu in the next battle.

"Watch well and study hard."

Four soul rings slowly rose up from Ye Qingcang's side in a three-dimensional form. Before Yang Haoyu and others could understand the meaning of this sentence, countless golden light holes densely covered the battlefield. The sky, the ground, the front, the back and all places within sight were filled with these unknown and mysterious ripple hole shadows.

"First Soul Skill: Energy Saving." "Second Soul Skill: Energy Saving."

"Third soul skill: energy saving."

"Fourth Soul Skill: Energy Saving."

Since the flesh and blood furnace of the Star Martial Arts can refine the essence of a soul beast into a pill, the soul of the soul beast is naturally included in it. Without even the soul, the soul skills naturally become controllable and selectable. The quadruple energy saving allows Ye Qingcang to consume very little soul power in battle. Combined with the super recovery ability provided by the Star Martial Arts, as long as he is not killed instantly, he will never die.

Immediately, in everyone's dull gaze.

Also in the dull gazes of all the demons and monsters.

Countless gorgeous weapons poked their heads out from the golden light holes in the sky and aimed at the Demon King Feng Xiu from various angles and distances!

Ye Qingcang stepped on the air steps and walked step by step to a position as high as the Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu, ten kilometers away. He looked at Feng Xiu and said, "Let me see... your full strength under human body!"

As if receiving some kind of order, countless gorgeous yet murderous weapons smashed towards the Demon King Feng Xiu like a torrential rain!

"Nice attack!" Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu didn't think that this tactic of winning by numbers would be so simple. A force that made the world pale in comparison unfolded in a spherical shape: "But my domain is not random..."

hum! ! !
The sound of trembling weapons resounded through the sky!
The crimson spear hit Feng Xiu's heart in an unreasonable way, ignoring the field released by Feng Xiu and all of Feng Xiu's defenses. Even the Demon King Feng Xiu himself, his pupils couldn't help but shrink. He slowly lowered his head, looked at the spear that pierced him from front to back, slowly placed his hand on it, and pulled out the spear with an expressionless face and crushed it!
"It's a magical weapon." Looking at the spear that turned into light and dissipated, Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu gently stroked his chest. The flesh and blood surged at a speed visible to the naked eye, completely repairing the heart and flesh. The domain instantly expanded, solidifying all the golden light holes in it: "What a pity... my heart is not my fatal weakness!"

“Don’t feel sorry.” The blood-red domain took Ye Qingcang as the core, and tyrannically took away half of the area. In the area of ​​thousands of kilometers, only Ye Qingcang could chat and laugh with the Demon God Emperor, and even compete with him. “This is just a reminder for you not to be careless, and I also hope that you can use all your strength to fight me... But if possible, please remember the name of this treasure: Spear of Piercing Death Thorns.”

"It's a nice name..." Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu laughed softly, his desire to win was aroused: "But just this is far from enough!"

Before he finished speaking, the distance of ten kilometers was reached in an instant!

The space behind Ye Qingcang exploded instantly!

The huge and powerful demon dragon came towards Ye Qingcang to bite him!

But if you look closely, it is not a demon dragon that defies the heavens at all, but a palm, a palm that contains the will of the Demon King Feng Xiu!
The mind interferes with reality!

It can already be called intention!

but……

"Nothing more than that!"

It was as if a palm came from the ancient times, exuding a vast breath unique to the years, as if mountains and rivers were shattered, and the world was collapsing in the palm of its hand!
Extend your middle finger and press down slowly!
One palm defies the heaven, one finger imprisons the sky!
“Heaven-defying Demonic Dragon?” Ye Qingcang’s smile was unusually cheerful, and a blue dragon’s shadow rose up from behind him, sacred and inviolable: “Then come and taste the power of my Great Wilderness Prison Heaven Finger… Although it’s not complete, Yuanli and soul power are two different things after all, but the routes of exercise and many other principles are still the same… Blue Sky Dragon Transformation Art, Great Wilderness Prison Heaven Finger, let me see how much you can do to compete with the martial ancestor’s moves!”

The two palms touch each other, and one finger unleashes violence!

In an instant, thousands of miles of void were torn into pieces!

"The Great Wilderness Prisoner Heaven Finger... lives up to its name!" Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu looked at his right hand, which only had half of his palm left. He shook it casually, and bones and flesh grew back at a speed visible to the naked eye: "But if it's just this, it's still far from enough..."

boom!
The words have not yet been spoken!

The Demon King Feng Xiu has raised his left hand!
Change your palm into a fist!

The two fists collided with Ye Qingcang, who appeared in front of him at some point!

In an instant, he retreated nineteen steps!
The space was shattered step by step, leaving cracks of dozens of miles!
Ye Qingcang was also like this, but as the one who took the initiative to attack, he still had some advantages after all. He retreated seventeen steps, and his bloody right fist also recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. His eyes were like lightning, staring at the Demon God Emperor Fengxiu who was a hundred miles away. In the bewildered expressions of everyone, he said something that made the Demon God Emperor Fengxiu smile knowingly: "Do you still need to continue warming up?"

(End of this chapter)