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

In the early morning, the sky in the east was just beginning to turn pale.

The faint morning light shines through the clouds, casting strands of light.

But at this time, the outside of Youhuang Palace was still covered by a thin layer of mist.

In this quiet atmosphere, a group of Dark Night Monks have been patrolling for a whole night.

They looked tired and were about to return to the camp to change shifts when a noisy quarrel suddenly came from not far away, breaking the silence.

The guard commander Hun Ke frowned and became a little wary.

He led the guards to the outside of the Youhuang Palace barrier in the direction of the sound.

After learning from the last lesson, they are now only on guard outside the Youhuang Palace.

But Hun Ke heard the sound, it sounded like... a quarrel?

The fog around them became thinner and thinner, and the guards finally saw that the barrier of the Youhuang Palace, which had been frozen for many days, had returned to its original transparent state.

There were many demon monks gathered in the square, arguing loudly.

They were all very excited and some even started fighting with their own people.

Could it be that they have been trapped for too long and started a internal conflict?

Just as Hun Ke was about to step forward, Hun Ning, who had hurried over, stopped him.

"Be careful of fraud."

Hun Ke didn't care and pointed at Alan Wangsu who was also standing in the square:

"He is the backbone of the entire Youhuang Palace. He is already here, so what fraud can there be?"

"Besides him, the only two people left in Youhuang Palace who have some fighting power are Prince Gu and Prince Wei of the Demon Clan."

"But Prince Gu has been injured and in a coma for such a long time, and he still hasn't woken up. As for Prince Wei, he limps every day and has no fighting ability."

"They are most likely fighting among themselves. Let's go over and take a look. If they really start fighting, the boundary will definitely be unstable. Then we can completely deal with them!"

Hun Ning nodded. Their Dark Night Army had been suppressed during this period of time and things had not been going well.

Even the armies on the fourteenth and fifteenth floors were severely damaged by the Nine Nether Snake.

I really don't understand how that beast could suddenly wake up.

Unfortunately, the brothers who saw the beast when it just woke up were swallowed by the Nine Nether Snake.

They cannot be resurrected and are no different from being dead.

I really don't understand how that beast stayed awake!

If they can capture Youhuang Palace, it will be of great benefit to their situation!

He nodded to Hun Ke, and slowly approached the barrier with hundreds of guards behind him.

Fighting had already started inside the barrier. Prince Wei was dragging his legs and engaging in a punch-to-punch fight with several demon monks.

Alan Wangsu led a few guards to try to stop the fight, but it was not effective.

There were also quite a few people gathered in the square within the barrier, all of them looking like they were enjoying the show.

I don’t know who shouted, but the conflict instantly escalated.

At least forty or fifty people in the square started fighting together.

The Dark Night Army soldiers outside the barrier stretched their necks, released their spiritual senses to attach to the walls of the barrier, and stared intently at the situation inside the barrier.

However, they had no idea that danger was approaching quietly.

A group of demon monks dressed in black night clothes slowly and silently approached the Dark Night Guards like ghosts.

In their hands they held extremely sharp swords and knives, the blades flashing with cold light.

When they stood behind the Dark Night Monk, they reached out and covered their mouths tightly before they could react.

At the same time, his other hand raised the long knife without hesitation and slashed across the neck of the Dark Night Guard like lightning.

The knife was cast with a spell that could kill with one blow. The Dark Night Guards fell one by one without making any sound.

In just a few breaths, nearly two-thirds of the Dark Night Monks fell down.

When Hun Nian and Hun Ke discovered something unusual behind them and turned around.

A large number of Dark Night Monks have fallen to the ground.

They had soul chains on their bodies and were dragged behind the attackers before they could revive.

Even the battle-hardened Hun Ning was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat.

The sky was already bright, and the light golden sunlight seemed to have dispelled the last remaining shadow of the night.

The fog also dissipated.

Shu Yuan led a group of demon monks and stood quietly in the light, with their sharp swords slightly tilted and pointing at the ground.

He stood with his back to the rising sun, and the morning light could not illuminate the coldness on his stern face.

The chill was condensed from countless life-and-death battles, bringing a natural sense of oppression.

He stroked the sword with his hand, and his index finger slowly moved across the cold sword.

Only one word came out of his mouth:

"kill."

The next moment, the people standing behind Shu Yuan pounced towards Hun Ning and the others.