Junior sister took first place again

"Clear the obstacles."

The cold command sounded like a death knell in the dead and silent demonic realm.

Ning Jiasheng, who had transformed into a puppet, suddenly turned into a dark shadow that tore through space, so fast that it only left distorted scars on the retina.

The demonized red flame swallowed the light, carrying destructive power, and slashed towards Nan Xu's neck without hesitation.

She was the closest to him, and was filled with grief and anger after witnessing Ning Jiasheng's transformation into a demon. She was trembling all over and rushed forward almost out of control.

This sword, embodying power and speed beyond the peak, is a cold sentence of death.

Before the sword arrived, the murderous intent that froze the soul had already strangled Nan Xu.

The cold vertical pupils shrank into needle points.

The murderous intent instantly froze her blood, paralyzed her mind, and even stifled her defensive instinct.

Nan Xu could only watch helplessly as the black blade that devoured the light, like the kiss of death, rapidly expanded in his field of vision! There was no escape! No resistance.

“Sister——!!!”

Just when Chi Yan was about to kiss her skin, a roar like a mountain collapsing exploded beside Nan Xu.

The Stone-Armored Bear King——Bear!

The leader of the Stone Armor Bear Clan, who was once rescued from Dongzhou by Ning Jiasheng, unleashed potential beyond his limit at the critical moment.

Burning the source of life, his giant palm covered with thick stone armor and as big as a mountain burst out with a rich ochre light and slammed hard into the air beside Nan Xu.

Om-! ! !

The space was like a mirror lake where a stone was thrown, and violent ripples suddenly appeared with the giant palm as the center. A mysterious spatial force derived from the bloodline burst out and accurately wrapped Nan Xu.

Swish!

Nan Xu's figure instantly became blurred and distorted.

laugh--! ! !

Almost at the same moment her figure disappeared, Chi Yan cut through the afterimage she left behind without any hindrance.

Wherever the sword reached, a bottomless, dark chasm with flashing spatial cracks was plowed out in the land of the Demon Realm, and the air was torn apart, making a shrill scream!

The next moment, Nan Xu appeared in an open space three meters away in a panic, stumbled to the ground, his face as pale as paper, and cold sweat soaked his back.

Qianhan moved over instantly, grabbed her cold arm and retreated several meters.

Nan Xu was still in shock, her neck still stinging from the blade's wind, and the touch of death made her soul tremble.

She raised her head suddenly and stared at the spot where she had been—there was only a slowly closing spatial rift and an abyss that swallowed everything.

"Roar-!!!"

The bear let out a heart-wrenching roar of pain.

Forcing the space to move to the limit under the pressure of the Demon King resulted in a heavy price to pay.

His huge body was shaking violently, and the thick stone armor that he was proud of was covered with spider-web-like cracks. The hot blood of the bear king was oozing out, dripping onto the scorched earth, making a sizzling sound.

A more deadly threat is approaching. The puppet Ning Jiasheng's empty, dead, dark demonic eyes have been coldly locked on this "troublemaker".

His gaze was colder than the Nine Netherworld Ice and more desperate than the abyss.

"Your Majesty... your grace is as heavy as a mountain! Today... Xiong Bin will be loyal to you!!!"

There was no fear in Xiong Bin's eyes, only loyalty and determination to burn everything.

He stopped defending and madly injected all the remaining original demonic power and the fire of life into his cracked giant palm, and slammed it down to the ground again - just to stop the enemy one last time.

“Go!!!!”

Blood gushed from the bear's seven orifices, and it roared like a dying beast, "Take... take those who can walk away!!! For His Majesty... leave some fire!!!"

"Do not--!!!"

Nan Xu's eyes were bloodshot as he watched helplessly as the bear's mountain-like body was cut by countless sharp blades under the erosion of Ning Jiasheng's sword, and it quickly disintegrated and shattered.

"It's getting in the way." The puppet Ning Jiasheng's black eyes showed no fluctuation, and the arm holding the sword shook casually.

puff--! ! !

There was a dull thud and the rocks exploded.

The bear king's tough body was shattered into a bloody mist by the invisible demonic power. The demon pill that was burning with the last bit of glory also shattered in an instant, turning into bloody sparks that drifted away sadly.

This life-saving obstruction was like a huge rock thrown into a torrent of despair, winning a fatal moment for Nan Xu and a small group of nearby elite demons with the fastest reaction.

"Form a formation! Cover the rear! If anyone can escape, escape first--!!!"

Prince Fufeng's eyes were bloodshot and his voice was hoarse and distorted.

Nan Xu pushed the seriously injured envoy of the Bishui Sect to the back, where the space had become extremely unstable, twisted and flickering due to the shattering of the Demon Realm Gate.

Witnessing the Demon King's transformation into a devil and the Bear King's tragic death, the last glimmer of hope in the hearts of the remaining coalition forces was extinguished, turning into madness and tragedy of mutual destruction.

“For my dead brother——!!!”

"The Ramo tribe will take the blame——!!!"

“Your Majesty… wake up—!!!”

Roars of despair resounded throughout Purgatory, and the eyes of countless seriously injured and dying demon warriors were burning with desperate blood-red madness.

They gave up their defenses and went against the tide of demons, their bodies ablaze with blood flames fueled by life. Like moths to a flame, like meteors falling to the ground, they rushed towards the area where the monsters were most concentrated with determined roars.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom boom boom—!!!

The endless destruction of everything is like the death knell of heaven and earth.

Balls of blinding blood flames exploded violently, and violent energy storms mixed with pieces of flesh and blood and the remains of monsters, instantly clearing out areas.

The scorching air wave swept across with such force that even the high-ranking demon generals who were charging changed color in horror and temporarily avoided the attack.

"Damn ants!!"

The Heart-Eating Demon Lord screamed and tore apart a Winged Clan leader who had committed suicide, and his own demonic energy was also burned by the demonic fire, making a sizzling sound.

The flesh grinder entered its final chapter, and with every breath, dozens or even hundreds of soldiers chose to self-destruct.

They ignited the cruelest fireworks with their lives and built a short-lived death barrier with their flesh and blood, just to fight for a glimmer of hope for their companions behind them.

Broken limbs, broken weapons and the remains of monsters formed a sticky and smelly carpet on the land of the Demon Realm.

Nan Xu, Qian Han, the remaining members of the monks' team, and several seriously injured and exhausted demon kings, under the cover of the self-destructive storm, were like fallen leaves in the raging waves, trying their best to rush towards the remaining space cracks of the gate to the Demon Realm.

The Star Sect's envoy's face was pale, his eyes were filled with determination, and he suddenly crushed the last of the sect's secret air-breaking talismans.

Om-!

A faint, flickering starlight struggled to open an unstable passage that was only wide enough for a few people, with ominous arcs flashing at the edges.

"Hurry!" Nan Xu roared, pushing the person next to him into the passage, and followed closely behind.

The last person to step in was a wolf general with a broken arm and covered in blood.

At the last moment before he was swallowed by the passage, he suddenly turned around and looked with all his strength at the purgatory engulfed in blood and fire.

His eyes swept across the inner demon that was looking down indifferently from high in the sky, and the demonized figure beside the inner demon that exuded tremendous ferocity and made him heartbroken and desperate - the former Demon King.

There was endless sorrow, deep hatred, and lasting pain in his eyes.

The passage twisted violently behind him and disappeared without a trace.

The noise in the Demon Realm gradually subsided, the blood and fire of the self-explosion died down, leaving only devastation and even thicker blood.

The remaining sporadic resistance was completely annihilated by the monster's hideous grin and sharp claws.

The inner demon seemed to be indifferent to the escaped fire, and even looked at it with contempt.

His vast thoughts turned to the still puppet Ning Jiasheng, with an almost tender wave:

"My most perfect child... the filthy blood of these ants should never have stained your hands."

"Go," the inner demon pointed to a corner of the battlefield.

There, Immortal Venerable Yunhua and Immortal Venerable Shuyin were being besieged by several high-level demon generals, and the brilliant protective immortal light was already crumbling under the erosion of demonic energy.

"Father... needs two precious 'collections'. Bring them... back to Jiuyou Palace intact."

"Yes." The puppet Ning Jiasheng's voice remained cold.

The figure turned into a dark stream of light that tore through space, and was the first to rush into the huge entrance to the Demon Realm.

Behind her, the death torrent from the Demonic Realm that had been suppressed for billions of years finally found an outlet, and a roar that shattered the sky rose into the sky.

The Heart-Eating Demon Lord transformed into a scarlet demon shadow and rushed to the front. Ding Kun and the lords of the thirty-six demon cities in Jizhou rode on giant skeleton beasts and led the most elite and brutal demon army. Like a swarm of terrifying locusts covering the sky and the sun, they rushed out of the passage.

Countless monks who have been corrupted by demonic energy and betrayed humanity, with fanatical greed flashing in their eyes, mixed in with the demon army, scrambling to pounce on the fertile land of the human world.

The next moment, the puppet Ning Jiasheng ignored the space and appeared at the core of Yunhua Immortal Venerable's battle circle.

The Scarlet Flame Devil Sword, carrying a soul-freezing pressure, slashed down without any fanfare! Its target was the crumbling defensive immortal light.

Click——! ! !

Like shattered glass, the tenacious defensive aura was vulnerable in front of Chi Yan. The cold demonic energy containing absolute sealing power instantly invaded Yunhua Immortal Venerable's body, accurately sealing the major acupoints and sea of ​​consciousness around his body.

Immortal Master Yunhua groaned, and the surging immortal energy instantly stagnated and dissipated. Any resistance was ruthlessly suppressed, and his meridians seemed to be frozen by black ice.

The dignified Immortal Lord was tightly bound by the dark demonic chains before he could effectively resist. Like a lamb to be slaughtered, he was lifted up by the puppet Ning Jiasheng with one hand.

The space channel opened silently, just as coldly and efficiently, ignoring the shocked and angry hasty counterattack of Immortal Master Shu Yin. The demonic power swept over and shattered the protective immortal light, sealed it, and entangled it with demonic chains.

Immortal Shu Yin was also quickly captured by her.

“Mission . . . . accomplished.”

The puppet Ning Jiasheng's voice was cold and calm.

"Very good." The inner demon thought came with appreciation, "Bring them back. You don't need to be stained by the dust in the next conquest."

The puppet Ning Jiasheng turned into a magic light, carrying the two immortals who had lost their power to resist, passed through the noisy battlefield, and disappeared into the dark passage leading to the Jiuyou Palace.

The inner demon no longer looked at the remnants of the coalition forces below who were being wiped out by the demonic tide. His gaze seemed to have been cast towards the more distant and fertile hinterland of the human world.