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

Chapter 602 Battle 3

An Zun slowly closed his palms and clenched the token.

"Master, everything is almost over. We can definitely go back to the way things were before."

He raised his hand gently, "Go!"

Dark Night Army: “Yes!”

Ren Yi did not back down and said calmly: "Kill!"

The monks from the three realms behind him also rushed forward at the same time, "Kill!"

In an instant, the shouts of killing shook the sky.

The Celestial Clan flew into the sky, and were responsible for casting a large-scale protective barrier in the air to resist long-range magical attacks.

While holding a long sword, he shot down the Dark Night Monk.

Yun An looked around the battlefield with a determined gaze, and the magic spells in his hands kept changing.

Cracks in the void appeared around him.

His figure rushed around like lightning, pulling all the Dark Night Monks within his sight into the rift!

Many Dark Night monks who reacted hurriedly retreated, and sword energy rushed straight towards Yun'an.

Yun An was floating in the air, and colorful rays of magical light were pouring out from his palm.

At the moment when they intertwined to form a barrier in the air, the fairy sword behind him even made a turn.

He stabbed through the monks on both sides who were trying to launch a sneak attack!

"Brother Yun'an, we are here!"

Yu Bai and the people from Youhuang Palace also arrived.

Prince Wei and Prince Gu rushed into the battlefield first, and the moment they landed, they knocked away all the Dark Night Monks around them!

Alan Wangsu held the cold sword in his hand and used his magic power to insert the long sword containing powerful magic into the ground.

Visible shock waves emanated from Alan Wangsu's body and were transmitted directly to the ground beneath his feet through the sword.

Immediately afterwards, the entire battlefield began to shake violently!

Dense cracks spread rapidly under everyone's feet, and snow mixed with shock waves flew all over the sky!

The next moment, with Alan Wangsu as the center, countless dark night ghosts shook uncontrollably into the air.

Chu Yang's figure shuttled through the battlefield like a ghost, holding a dagger tightly in both hands and slashing the necks of those monks who were knocked away one by one.

He flashed and rushed to the trapped Wu Ya, helping him to eliminate the dark night ghosts around him.

"Chu Yang! We brothers can finally fight side by side!"

Wu Ya and Chu Yang stood back to back, calmly looking at the monks who had gathered around them.

"Let's fight side by side. Don't flatter yourself. Stand behind me. If you show your head, you will be killed instantly!"

Chu Yang's tone was not polite, but Wu Ya still smiled.

"Don't worry, I'm in charge of sneak attacks! Haha!"

Shu Yuan rushed into the air, and a huge and sharp black sword energy swept out, directly cutting off the heads of a large number of dark night ghosts.

Some of them escaped but were knocked down from the sky by the impact of the sword energy.

Once on the ground, the demon monks can show their full strength.

Shu Yuan raised his eyes to look at Ren Yi and An Zun high in the sky.

An Zun and Ren Yi have already exchanged more than ten moves in succession. The two of them are like two meteors, colliding violently in the sky!

The aftermath of power generated by each attack caused the earth to tremble violently!

Countless peaks of the Wanren Mountain collapsed and huge rocks rolled down, stirring up dust and smoke all over the sky.

The towering ancient trees that had originally reached the sky were instantly turned into wood chips and scattered in the air under the impact of this terrifying energy.

Shu Yuan's gaze fell on any profile.

She looked calm and composed, and her actions showed no hesitation at all.

He narrowed his eyes, suppressed the worry in his heart, held the "Star" and returned to the battlefield.

Although the battlefield was in chaos, a closer look revealed that the cultivators from the three realms were basically organized into units of five or six people.

Three demon or celestial cultivators paired with one or two human or other minority race cultivators.

The demons were responsible for clearing the way ahead, while the human cultivators would find the right moment to cast talismans or draw their bows and shoot arrows.

The cultivators from the three realms were able to suppress the dark night army.

But the constant resurrection of the Dark Night Army is a huge drain on them.

After fighting fiercely for a while, the monks from the three realms began to show signs of fatigue.

And with the presence of Dark Lord, those Dark Night monks who were thrown into the space-time rift by Yun An could break free from their restraints and crawl out of the rift.

Yun An couldn't even close the rift he had opened, and the scene began to become chaotic.

"Master, I have swept through four planes. Now I possess the power of time and space, and my strength is almost the same as your peak."

An Zun lowered his eyes and looked down at his feet. "No matter how brave they are, how long can they hold on?"

"As long as I am here, you will never win."

Floating freely in the air, the strong wind made the clothes rustle.

"Su Jingchen, you know I never fight a battle I'm not sure of."

An Zun was stunned, and then the pain in his waist suddenly intensified.

That was the place where he had been stabbed by the arbitrary incarnation of Dusk just now.

An Zun suddenly raised his head and looked at Ren Yi in disbelief.

“A dead tree comes back to life?!”