Starting off with Old Deng about to die? Have you really become the Dao Ancestor?!

On the other hand, the huge dark giant ape finally fell to the ground exhausted after experiencing a fierce battle. Its heavy body hit the ground like a mountain, causing the ground to tremble and dust to fly.

A blood hole suddenly appeared on its forehead, and blood gurgled out from it, dyeing the surrounding ground bright red.

There was fright, anger and unwillingness in its eyes, but the vitality in its body had completely disappeared.

As it fell, countless demon clans were also overwhelmed by its huge corpse, and their lives and deaths were unknown.

Yang Jingtian was pale and panting at the moment, but there was a smile of victory on the corner of his mouth.

Finally dead!

He glanced below and saw the corpses of the monsters piled up like mountains, with heavy losses.

"This battle will at least make the demon clan fear us." He gasped.

After all, he is a powerful man at the pinnacle of freedom!

However, at this moment, a shocking cry pierced the sky!

"Chirp!"

An extremely huge, hundred-foot-long Nether Bird suddenly appeared on the horizon. The powerful aura exuding from its body made all the heavenly guards present look solemn.

This is a demon clan that is about to break through to the peak of freedom!

A look of fear flashed in Yang Jingtian's eyes, and behind the Netherworld Bird, the black demon army was like dark clouds covering the sun.

The entire sky was dyed black, making the human warriors feel unprecedented despair.

He had just wiped out countless demon clans and a powerful man at the pinnacle of freedom, but now he was facing an even larger demon clan army.

The eyes of those monsters flashed with bloodthirsty light, and the terrifying monster aura filled the air, making people feel chilly.

The demon clan below saw the arrival of reinforcements and cheered.

Yang Jingtian gritted his teeth, looked around at the Kunwu Emperor monks, and shouted loudly: "Come on! Behind us are thousands of people, and countless people we want to protect!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Jingtian took the lead and launched a fierce attack on the late-stage Nether Bird.

When the other monks saw this, they also gritted their teeth, their eyes burning with fighting intent.

"Done!"

"If I can't protect the family I miss and the people I love, why am I practicing!"

Under the leadership of Yang Jingtian, the monks charged together and started a fierce battle with the demon clan.

On the battlefield, swords and swords flashed, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. Everyone was trying their best to protect their homes and relatives and fight to the death.

Just as the battle became more intense, three figures suddenly appeared on the horizon. One figure exuded a strong demonic aura, while the other two figures were clearly human auras!

These three figures were like meteors piercing the sky, rushing straight towards the demon army with unparalleled killing intent.

Under their impact, countless demon clans turned into blood mist and dissipated in the air like harvested straw.

This sudden change naturally attracted great attention from the human and demon tribes.

Yang Jingtian narrowed his eyes, and the spear in his hand suddenly vibrated, knocking the late-stage Nether Bird away.

His eyes swept across the three figures, and his body shook involuntarily.

Of that combination of two people and one demon, he was actually quite familiar with two of them!

They are none other than Gu Jiansi and others.

Yang Jingtian was naturally very familiar with Yun Zun. Even though he was practicing in seclusion, he had heard of Yun Zun's reputation and had some idea of ​​his appearance.

And Gu Jiansi's identity shocked him even more, he was a disciple of Dao Ancestor!

He has followed Chen Jianghe for many years, so he naturally knows about the existence of Gu Jiansi, a disciple of Daozu, and has also seen his portrait.

What shocked him was that this Tao Ancestor disciple was so young, but his cultivation had already reached the second level of Qian Kun, and he might be able to reach the late stage of freedom within a thousand years!

This talent and strength are truly terrifying.

Of course, compared to Chen Tianci, he is still a little behind.

But it’s also scary!

Although many monks practice extremely fast nowadays, just like himself, he has reached the middle stage of freedom in a short period of time.

However, his cultivation is inseparable from the Kunwu Emperor's huge dragon energy nourishment and the resources of the entire imperial city. While Daozu's disciples are wandering outside, the cultivation environment is far inferior to his.

As for the Blood Fiend Demon Emperor, Yang Jingtian didn't know much about it, but the Blood Fiend Demon Emperor exuded an aura of freedom in the later realms, and he fought side by side with Dao Ancestor's disciples.

At least it shows that it is from the imperial court!

After the Blood Fiend Demon King killed the demon in the middle stage of freedom, his figure flashed and came to Yang Jingtian's side.

He gently licked his chapped lips, his eyes flashing with greed, staring at the huge Nether Bird.

The desire in my heart is like a prairie fire, unstoppable: "If I can swallow this huge energy and blood, coupled with the power of the peak of freedom, my cultivation will definitely reach a higher level."

Seeing this, Yang Jingtian bowed slightly and saluted with a respectful tone: "See you, senior."

However, the Blood Fiend Demon King raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a arrogant smile: "There is no need to call me senior, I am here only for Kunwu!"

Before he could finish his words, the Blood Fiend Demon King launched a fierce attack on the Netherworld Bird like an arrow off its string.

Yang Jingtian witnessed the momentum of the Blood Demon King and threw himself into the battlefield without hesitation, fighting alongside him.

On the battlefield, the ferocity of the Blood Demon Emperor and Yang Jingtian's bravery complemented each other perfectly. Together, the Nether Bird could only end up in despair in front of them.

The Nether Bird screamed to the sky in pain, its voice was tragic, its body was covered with bloodstains of varying depths, and it was extremely miserable.

Although it was about to reach the peak of the realm of freedom, it could not escape death in front of the Blood Demon King and Yang Jingtian, who still maintained the strength of the late stage of freedom.

At this moment, Chen Jianghe, who was far away in the Kunwu Imperial Capital, suddenly changed his expression and exclaimed: "It came so quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared from the spot and disappeared.

On the battlefield, the Blood Demon King's claws were about to tear the throat of the Nether Bird, but suddenly felt a chill coming, which made it shudder.

It didn't care about killing the prey in front of it and quickly retreated.

Yang Jingtian also felt this chill, and the eyes of a man and a demon looked up in horror at the same time, and their hearts trembled.

Above, a strange man in blood-stained clothes stood with his hands behind his back, suspended in the air, with cold eyes, looking down at everything below.

Although he was motionless, the entire battlefield fell into silence in an instant, and all the cultivators looked up.

The blood-stained man's eyes fell on the Blood Demon King, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was indifferent: "The aura on you makes me feel familiar."

His voice was light, but it resounded clearly throughout the battlefield.

A ray of terrifying aura spread from him, causing all the human cultivators to change their expressions drastically, sweating profusely, and looking up in disbelief.

In front of this aura, they felt as small as ants, like a lone boat facing the vast ocean.

The figure of the blood-stained man seemed to occupy the entire horizon, and Yang Jingtian couldn't help but have a thought in his mind: Three Desire Heavens!