1535: C1535 War King Wuxin

C1535 War King Wuxin

From the looks of it, besides Xiao Hui, who had already reached the quasi Emperor level, only the Sobbing Blood Demon Saint was left on the battlefield.

The battle had ended early, and the Chief Elder of the Pupil Faction, who had successfully joined Xu Yang's camp, as well as the Chief Elder of the Morning Light Faction beside him, looked at each other. It seemed that deep in their hearts, they couldn't wait to know the outcome of the final battle.

Although the Sobbing Blood Demon Sage was not the strongest amongst the Demon Saints, once he went crazy, even Xu Yang would praise his amazing fighting strength.

Because the Sobbing Blood Demon Sage was one of the few demons that saw battle as a level of faith, his thirst and understanding for it far surpassed everyone else's. Xu Yang also favored the Sobbing Blood Demon Sage the most, which was what he would do in the upcoming battle.

At the same time, Xu Yang also recalled his other clones back into his original body, leaving behind only the Illusory Body clone. He locked onto the Sobbing Blood Demon Saint's Soul World, and immediately obtained his current location.

This place looked like a purgatory, its surroundings were filled with the burning energy of the Desolate Flame. A hundred meters in front of him was a tall and handsome middle-aged man wearing a black robe.

This somewhat imposing fellow was the chief elder of the Asura Faction. He was also the Nether Clan's fighting madman, the one who was ranked number one in the last thousand years, the War King Wuxin.

"To be honest, I really look forward to encountering an opponent like you. Although the demon race is as weak as an ant in my eyes, I clearly feel that a ball of indestructible flames of war is burning within your body."

This is the main reason why I am able to overlook you. Only those who desire war more than life are worthy to be my opponent. "

It was obvious that the Battle King Wuxin in front of him was the same type of person as the Sobbing Blood Demon Saint. Hearing his words, the Sobbing Blood Demon Saint couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

"Don't ever display any kind of lofty attitude in front of me, and don't think that your Homo Clan is so high and mighty. There was a time when I was also the pride of the Homo Clan.

But now, I would rather stand on the side of the demon clan and fight against you, in order to win the future of peaceful coexistence for the billions of demons. This battle involves the fate of the billions of demons, moving forward.

Furthermore, it is related to the dignity of the demon clan. We will definitely use our own strength to let you people, who think yourselves to be high and mighty, clearly see that the demon clan has long since become incomparable to the past. You will also have to pay a painful price if you use the eyes of an ant to look at us. "

The Battle-King sneered and did not waste any more words.

His fists quickly burned with dark purple flames. At the same time, as the two flames condensed, a creature with a snake-like body but a strange dragon head grew on his back in an extremely short amount of time.

The body of the large snake was covered with an incomparably ferocious Killing Aura. Opening its bloody mouth, it let out a snoring sound, which actually caused the surrounding space to tremble a few times.

Although the two of them were in a separate space, behind them, there was a strange, terrifying devouring aura. Even the knowledgeable Sobbing Blood Demon Saint couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

"If my judgement is correct, the one behind you should be the blood of the ancient dragon!"

War King Thoughtless nodded his head lightly, "Your judgement isn't wrong, it's just that my little pet's bloodline already showed signs of regaining its roots. My body has already awakened the power of Dragon Clan.

Of course, this is not the aura of a pure ancient True Dragon. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to appear in the era of the Great World.

One must know that the most powerful part of the Asura Holy Mantra that the Asura Dao Branch cultivates is the ability to summon all kinds of powerful Soul Body s with the help of the various bloodline auras and life force in the world.

To put it bluntly, the most obvious effect of this sacred art is to be able to continuously summon them.

Thus, in a very short period of time, he was able to create a powerful personal guard for himself.

The Asura Faction never disdained fighting alone against an enemy because that way they wouldn't be able to bring out the advantages exclusive to their own faction. Thus, the Battle-King before them had already made sufficient preparations before the start of the battle.

Just the ancient dragon's bloodline did not seem to satisfy his demands towards the camp. As expected, before long, another Phoenix Bloodline covered in black flames had appeared beside the ancient dragon.

Of course, whether it was the ancient evil dragon or the surrounding Black Flame Phoenix, they were both different from hundreds of thousands of years ago, when the true dragon of that era swept across the continent, and compared to the pure phoenix blood.

However, even though these two descendants of the Dragon and Phoenix bloodline were not pure, they were still able to play an extremely powerful role in the battlefield. However, even though these two descendants of the Dragon and Phoenix bloodline were not pure, they were still able to play an extremely powerful role in the battlefield.

After that, it pressed down towards the top of his head. The terrifying flames of the devil dragon and the Phoenix Flame around him intersected with each other.

After creating two terrifying spirals, black flames began to pour down from above. Sobbing Blood Demon Saint, he coldly snorted, took a step back and fiercely dodged several times. Finally, he managed to avoid the terrifying True Fire.

However, these black flames were not as simple as just burning. All the flames scattered on the ground would explode and form a large circle of fire at their original position.

Soon, Blood Weeping Demon Saint's ability to move had been limited, and the space around him had been cut apart.1

In this way, the Sobbing Blood Demon Saint could not rely on his superiority in movement techniques to turn the tide. This meant that he had to face the current situation and bully the minority.

However, to the Sobbing Blood Demon Saint, he still had his most powerful trump card. Without a doubt, it was Boss Xu Yang who was supporting him from behind. The moment the black flames exploded, it was as if it was a dragon and a phoenix.

Behind this stand-alone battlefield, Xu Yang's mental energy quickly turned into a materialized halo that fused into the Sobbing Blood Demon Saint's body. The halo would then form a halo that would be added to his body.

On one hand, it could give the Sobbing Blood Demon Sage a certain degree of spiritual power amplification effect, on the other hand, Xu Yang could maintain the battlefield communication with the Sobbing Blood Demon Sage through his own Illusory Body, and it could also give him some effective guidance.

"Your Excellency Xu Yang, I knew that you would appear when I needed you the most. I don't know much about the holy arts of the Asura Division. From the looks of it, he should be very good at summoning those strange little fellows to help him improve his combat strength. Do you have any good suggestions?"

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