Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

Black clouds gathered at his feet and slowly lifted him up into the air.

He stood tall above the monks, his deep eyes and brows blocked by the light coming from above.

His expression was unclear.

All people could see was that he was wearing a dark blue robe with wide sleeves, and the intricate golden patterns on the robe were glowing faintly.

He adjusted his sleeves carelessly. His voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

"Those who offend our demon clan will die."

The extremely arrogant and domineering aura could be felt even from such a distance, causing everyone's hearts to tremble with fear.

When Meng Hu saw this man, his eyes lit up instantly:

"Prince Yuan!"

Many demon monks only then discovered that the person who came was Prince Yuan who had been missing for a long time!

Meng Hu looked at the magic cloud under Shu Yuan's feet and was secretly surprised.

Magic power turns into clouds, breaking through the restriction that demons cannot fly!

Prince Yuan's cultivation has surpassed the peak of the ninth level and reached the tenth level.

He is the second monk after Thor to possess the body of a demigod!

Prince Yuan has been missing since the Three Realms Martial Competition. I didn’t expect that he went into hiding to practice!

Before anyone had time to think about it, the dragon head in the whirlpool came out again.

His huge eyes were like a blazing furnace, revealing endless pressure.

The huge dragon's mouth opened again, and all the surrounding energy gathered into its mouth.

The dragon's oxygen was released, and it spewed the huge fireball in its mouth towards the sky!

The fireball expanded several times in the air, like a meteorite burning with blazing flames, falling straight down from the sky at an astonishing speed!

Its huge body seemed to cover the entire sky, emitting a terrifying hot light!

As the huge fireball got closer, a stream of scorching air rushed towards us.

It makes it difficult to breathe.

The monks from the three tribes wanted to escape, but under this terrifying pressure, everyone's movements became slow motion, making it difficult to avoid.

A dark blue light flashed, and Shu Yuan's figure appeared right below the fireball.

His palm was clenched empty, as if he was holding a transparent sword.

At the same time, all kinds of weapons that were originally lying quietly on the ground suddenly seemed to be given life.

They all began to tremble violently!

Even the magic weapon held tightly in the monk's hand seemed to be awakened, as if it would slip out of his hand at any time!

Shu Yuan turned his wrist, put two fingers together and pointed towards the sky!

The next moment, all the weapons seemed to sense some powerful call, and rushed towards the huge and blazing fireball in the sky at an astonishing speed!

Each weapon exudes a unique glow and aura.

They gathered into a mighty torrent and were all submerged in the fireball.

The imagined explosion did not come.

The densely packed weapons transformed into thousands of extremely sharp sword auras!

The sword energy crisscrossed like an impenetrable sword net, instantly penetrating the huge fireball.

The fireball, which looked like the falling sun, was instantly broken into pieces under the impact of the sword energy.

In just a moment, the fireball was completely split into small fireballs the size of a child's fist, which fell from the sky.

The terrifying pressure disappeared and the scorching flames went out.

Everyone stared with wide eyes at the fireballs falling from the sky, and for a moment they forgot all language.

Just when everyone was immersed in this horrific blow.

Those weapons flying in the air drew an arc in the air and headed towards the vortex where the dragon was hiding!

The dragon's head was the first to be hit, being pounded by the dense weapons. It roared, raised its head and fell back into the swirling hurricane.

The group of weapons showed no intention of stopping and continued to rush towards the center of the vortex!

In an instant, the only sound was "ping pong pong".

It was like the crisp sound of countless metals colliding with each other. Countless sword energies were bounced out one by one and pierced the ground nearby at an angle.

Everyone's brows frowned at the same time.

The defense inside this vortex is so strong!

Shu Yuan in mid-air sneered, pushed forward with one palm, and then pushed back with another!

The sword energy group in front suddenly burst into light, while the swirling hurricane suddenly became chaotic and continued to dissipate in all directions.

The next moment, everyone heard a loud bang.

The hurricane exploded instantly, revealing the figure of Rimu inside.

His body was covered with various weapons, and even his face was pierced with two daggers and a spear.

Higurashi fell from mid-air and collapsed to the ground helplessly.

Shu Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at the people on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "The rest is up to you."

Everyone woke up as if from a dream, and summoned magical swords and weapons to clean up the battlefield.

Meng Hu had already rushed into the city and shouted:

"Elder! Elder!"

The city was crowded with people, and monks were pouring out everywhere.

Meng Hu walked against the flow of people, and his voice was drowned out.

He suddenly had an idea and shouted:

"Where are those three old immortals from the demon clan? They are servants of the demon god. They know to hide when there is danger!"

"Those three cowardly old men are here!"

Three roars were heard in the distance:

"Who cursed me?"