Green faced tusks, cold spines on the back, huge body with the earth in the sky, like rain.


    It was the Holy Level demon Yang Xuan had seen before.


    People fall into the abyss.


    A saint level demon appeared here, and they could already meet the terrible ending when Yang Sheng was away.


    I''m afraid no one can live here.


    Qingying''s face must be relaxed at last. He suddenly turned around, stared at Yueyao and said, "you, go!"


    Only two words, only two words, but full of despair, full of affection.


    Yueyao felt that the softest place in her heart seemed to be touched. She smiled and said, "no, it''s mysterious..."


    She wanted to say that Xuansheng was here, but before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Qingying and said anxiously: "Yueyao, listen to me, this time we are finished, there is no hope. The power of a saint level evil devil is not what you and I can imagine. Later, I''m afraid no one can live here. I''ll cover you and leave quickly before it attacks."


    Yueyao was moved and asked, "what about you?"


    Qingying smiled miserably, "I won''t go." she didn''t say any more.


    Yueyao knew his intention, but gave him a stable look and said, "it''s okay. We won''t die. Don''t worry."


    Qingying was in a hurry. She was about to say something, but she suddenly heard the sound of mountains and tsunami.


    He suddenly turned his head and saw the two half holy Baijie demons one left and one right, suddenly attacking Yang Xuan.


    "Brother, be careful!" Qingying shouted.


    The strong wind blew Yang Xuan''s clothes and made a sound.


    When the two half holy Baijie demons attacked Yang Xuan, his eyes were always staring at the huge wild boar.


    "Where''s your companion?" he asked.


    The Holy Level demon like a wild boar seemed to recognize Yang Xuan. A pair of huge eyes shot out deep hatred. His hooves scraped the ground and the dust was flying.


    At this time, the two half holy demons had rushed to Yang Xuan.


    They stared at the changes in the field and seemed to foresee the terrible ending of Yang Xuan.


    As soon as Qingying''s eyes were black, she wanted to rush out before she had time to think about it, but she was pulled by Yueyao: "look!"


    This delay, when I looked again, the two hundred section demons had rushed to Yang Xuan.


    Qingying sighed. Even if he rushed over now, it wouldn''t help.


    But at this time, there was a huge cry of surprise on the field.


    Green Ying was stunned and looked at Yang Xuan.


    The next moment, he saw a scene that he would never forget.


    When the two hundred section demons rushed over, they were powerful and overwhelming, but when they came to Yang Xuan, the momentum suddenly disappeared, and there was nothing left.


    Their bodies, after a slight pause in the air, flew upside down and fell to the ground, raising dust all over the sky, trembling and afraid to come forward again.


    There were many cries of surprise.


    "What''s going on?"


    "Am I right, my God, what happened?"


    "What''s the matter? I''m not dreaming, am I?"


    At this moment, even you Zi and Yue Yao were shocked and surprised, even some incredible. They stayed in place and looked at a loss.


    Don''t mention them. Even Yang Xuan himself was surprised.


    Because he didn''t do it at all. It was not him who shot two half holy level Baijie demons, but the Holy Level demon like a wild boar.


    The saint level evil devil suddenly kicked them out when the two Baijie demons rushed over. Yang Xuan looked at them with great strength.


    No one understood what had happened, and no one knew why the saint level evil devil would deal with his own people. Everyone was dumbfounded.


    At this time, a sound of heaviness and dullness was sent to Yang Xuan''s ears.


    "You are the enemy of the same level. This is our respect for you. We fight!"


    This voice was transformed by spiritual force and directly sent into Yang Xuan''s mind. No one heard it except Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan was stunned and understood.


    This voice was the voice of the wild boar demon. Although his words didn''t express his meaning, Yang Xuan still understood its meaning.


    Obviously, it regarded Yang Xuan as an enemy of the same level as him. In order to show respect, it did not allow its own men to disrespect Yang Xuan.


    For a moment, a strange feeling rose in Yang Xuan''s heart. It felt as if he was standing in front of him. He was not a fierce beast, but a man with great heroism. Although he was an enemy, he was still worthy of respect.


    "OK! Let''s fight!" he also put a divine idea into the mind of the saint level evil devil.


    A trace of appreciation flashed in the eyes of the wild boar demon, and then came the voice: "I, ancient, challenge, you."


    It turns out that the name of this Saint level demon is ancient. Of course, it''s only a transliteration, not really these two words.


    Yang Xuan learned his tone and said slowly, "I, Yang Xuan, agree with your challenge."


    Ancient Italy showed a satisfied look, and its momentum began to rise. For a moment, its originally huge body seemed to grow again and become as majestic as mountains.


    Everyone felt the change of momentum. Although they didn''t understand why they looked at each other for a long time, they all knew that the war was about to begin.


    It was quiet before the battle, but the battle in the huge camp still didn''t stop, and the killing sound was shocking.


    At this time, a figure flew over from a distance, and a long shadow was dragged out of his cloak.


    Someone said happily, "it''s marshal Lanxiao. It''s marshal Lanxiao."


    The faces of all the people were beaming.


    The figure flies close. He is a strong and powerful man with bronze complexion.


    But at this time, Yang Xuan suddenly reached out and grabbed LAN Xiao.


    Boom!


    A big hand suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, pressing the heaven and earth like mountains and the sea. With a magnificent momentum, it pressed down towards the basket sky.


    "What are you doing?" someone shouted and scolded, trying to rush up, but it was too late.


    "Eldest brother, he is marshal Lanxiao, stop..." Qingying also exclaimed.


    They all drank and scolded one after another. Some had rushed to LAN Xiao. Only Yue Yao showed a thoughtful look on her face.


    At this time, an old idea that had not moved suddenly roared up to the sky, firing a huge red awn as thick as a bucket from the air and directly shooting at the big hand in the sky.


    Boom!


    The big hand contacts with the red awn, explodes the fireworks all over the sky and dissipates invisibly.


    But the huge shock wave lifted the people who rushed out and seriously injured them.


    Everyone trembled in their hearts.


    Sure enough, the holy level power was not what they could resist, even if it escaped a little.


    Yang Xuan''s eyes narrowed, and suddenly a voice said, "let him go!"


    The ancient meaning obviously knew Yang Xuan''s meaning. After a little meditation, he roared at LAN Xiao.


    LAN Xiao''s face showed a very unexpected expression, as if he was still hesitating.


    But the ancient idea did not allow him to think more, and his mouth opened with a huge roar.


    LAN Xiao''s body shook and seemed very afraid.


    Then, his expression suddenly stiffened, and the whole man fell down as if he had lost his support.


    At the same time when he fell, a creature like a butterfly appeared in mid air.


    "Butterfly demon!!!" someone exclaimed.


    "No, marshal Lanxiao was controlled by Mengdie just now."


    Someone hurriedly flew out, caught the falling basket Xiao and took him away.


    Then they understood the meaning of Yang Xuangang''s action. It turned out that marshal Lanxiao had been controlled by an evil devil.


    At this moment, their curiosity about Yang Xuan reached the extreme.