Time seems to have stopped, and it seems to have experienced a long cycle of reincarnation.

People were all staring at the jihad platform nervously, even though they knew they could not see the situation of the two fighting, they were afraid that they would miss any details.

The demon clan is also very nervous. The Peacock King is indeed very strong, but can he really win when fighting two powerful men at the top of the holy master level in a row?

The atmosphere at the scene almost solidified. Whether it is the human race or the demon race, everyone's hearts were in their throats, hoping that their own people would win.

"puff!"

The Mauryan King blew his mouth and flew backwards from the black hole of nothingness, cracked all over his body, and almost died.

"Huh~"

The human cultivators immediately breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the Holy Lord of the Ling Family won. Although it was not easy, he won a game after all.

The demon clan's face looked ugly, and they wilted like eggplants beaten by frost.

However

Before everyone could cheer, the silence returned to the holy war platform. The Holy Lord of the Ling family stood on the holy war platform, his eyes were dim, his skull was cracked, his brain burst, his torso was separated, and he was in ragged.

"puff"

Blood stained the sky red, the body of the Holy Lord of the Ling family became blood mud, and his bones were broken into snow-white residue, and they were actually killed by the Peacock King.

A huge building stepped on the air, and the cables in the middle of the Yangtze River broke and the boat collapsed!

Everyone was stunned. They thought that the Holy Lord of the Ling Family defeated the Peacock King of the Demon Clan, but they did not expect that this would end.

"Well killed!"

"The Mauryan King is mighty!"

After a brief shock, the demon clan suddenly burst into cheers like a tsunami. Several powerful men of the demon king level rushed to the holy war platform and helped the Peacock King down.

After this battle, the Peacock King no longer had the ability to fight again, but he defeated the holy master of the Imperial Clan Ling Family and dealt a heavy blow to the human race.

For a moment, the human race's momentum plummeted, and everyone's heart was covered with an ominous shadow!

In the two groups of competitions, one wins and one loses in the human race. Whether the human race can maintain its dignity and maintain its dominance depends on the younger generation.

In terms of bloodline and physical strength, the younger generation of demons is undoubtedly more dominant than the human race. Can humans really win this last group of martial arts competitions?

On the contrary, the demon clan's momentum soared and his morale was like a rainbow. He defeated the human race two consecutive games and killed the holy lord of the imperial clan, greatly encouraging the morale of the demon clan.

At this time, it was almost dusk and the setting sun was as bloody as it was, which coated the entire human race and the demon race with an ominous blood color.

"Swish!"

Another demon king climbed onto the holy war platform, swept the heroes of the human race with cold eyes, and said, "It's still early, why not take this opportunity to compete in the last game, who will come up to fight me?"

"Too much!"

"Is it true that my human race is gone?"

"The demon clan is too bullying!!"

Faced with the provocation, everyone was in full swing and talking, staring at the demon king on the holy war stage, hoping to defeat him immediately.

In the Holy Lord level competition, the human race has lost two games, which is already over.

In such a situation, there are still people in the demon race who come on stage to challenge, which clearly means they want to kill another holy master of the human race, and at the same time, they win 3-0, completely causing the tribe's momentum to fall to the bottom!

In addition to being angry, everyone knows that the human race can no longer lose.

If all three battles are north, it will not only be a serious blow to the human race's momentum, but it will also encourage the arrogance of the demon race.

In the two groups of matches, the human race and the demon race tied one by one, but the demon race must not be allowed to play a three-to-zero match, so we must win this battle no matter what.

Amid people's anticipation, Monk Daoyan, the president of the Imperial Academy, stood up and said lightly: "I'll take you, little demon!"

"Hey, that's so shameless!"

The demon king snorted coldly, and a strong evil aura burst out from his whole body, like an immortal war god fighting from thousands of troops.

The king of this demon clan is called Ling Yaoyu, the Red Dragon clan. It is the same race as the leading quasi-demon emperor Chi Phosphate, and its strength is unfathomable.

The demon clan sent him to the stage to clearly want to win three consecutive championships, which made the clan unable to win a single game in the Holy Lord level competition, and severely hit the human clan's momentum.

"Swish!"

The monk Daoyan's feet moved and disappeared directly from the spot, appearing on the holy war platform, facing the Spirit Demon Words in a distance, and was not affected by his evil spirit at all.

The storm was raging on the holy war platform, and monks and Taoists were flew with clothes, as elegant as war fairies, and their bodies emitted a faint holy light.

At this moment, all the human monks in the far air held their breath and kept a close eye on the two people on the battlefield.

Everyone was praying secretly that the Dean of the Imperial Academy must win this time, otherwise it would be an unprecedented huge blow to the morale of the human race.

"kill!"

The demon king did not say anything nonsense, and started to fight directly. He punched out, and the fist light turned into a red dragon a hundred feet long, and rushed towards Monk Daoyan with his teeth and claws. The huge dragon power was so strong that the people were breathless!

"Bang!"

Faced with the violent attack, Monk Daoyan just slapped out with a light palm. The blazing holy light appeared on the holy war platform like a scorching sun. The illuminated world was bright, and even the setting sun in the sky was surpassed.

For a moment, everyone had blind eyes, and many weaker monks had blood on their eyes, and they could not look directly at such a strong holy light.

"boom!"

A loud bang came, and the entire holy war platform was almost overturned. The red dragon that the demon king shot out was swallowed up by the holy light and turned into a rain of light and scattered in the air.

The entire holy war platform was filled with a breath of transformation, which was terrifying.

No matter how good you are, once you are eroded by the breath of the transformation of Tao, you will inevitably passively transform into Tao, melting your cultivation and Taoist practices between this world.

Many Saint Master-level powerhouses couldn't help but feel creepy and retreated one after another, fearing that they would be entangled by the power of the transformation!

The younger generation is even more timid. This is the combat power of the top saint master. Before reaching this level, they can't even look up.

Ye Fan, Li Yuer, Han Sandong and others stood together. Although they were still far from the Holy War Platform, they also felt the energy that ruined the world.

"It's so terrifying. I thought I was already very strong, but now I realize that compared with these older generation strong men at the Holy Lord level, we are much worse than those of these Saint Lord-level powerhouses." The great demon sighed.

Ye Fan also felt a creepy feeling. His physique was different from ordinary people, and his body was extremely powerful, and he could withstand some power of transformation.

However, it is precisely because of his strong physical body that he is more sensitive to the power of the Tao and is well aware of the horror of the power of the Tao.

Once you are contaminated, you will basically die. Even a strong man at the Saint Lord level dares not take risks easily.

"Swoosh!"

The holy light flashed, and Monk Daoyan, the dean of the Imperial Academy, rushed out in a layer of holy light. The faint holy light resisted the power of transformation.

Immediately afterwards, the demon king Ling Yaoyu also rushed out, dressed in rags and covered with golden scales, which also resisted the power of transforming Taoism.

"hiss……"

Everyone couldn't help but gasp and was so shocked that they couldn't help but breathe.

The two of them were so powerful that they actually resisted the power of the transformation with their own strength. It was incredible!

However, a discerning person can see at a glance that in this battle, the demon king's spiritual demon language was slightly inferior. Although his body was not injured, his clothes were not preserved.

Immediately afterwards, the two rushed together again, with their fists and feet added together, and their magical powers and martial arts were not exhausted. Both of them made real fire.

For the honor and future of their respective races, the two almost fought desperately.

"boom!"

The demon king Ling Yaoyu was the first to burn his divine power, and his combat power soared instantly. His hands turned into dragon claws, his nails were bent, his feet long, reflecting faint light, and each blow tore through the void.

Monk Taoyan did not show any weakness, and almost at the same time, he also burned his divine power, and various secret techniques were produced like money.

"Boom!"

The sky suddenly darkened, and stars appeared all over the sky. Big stars were brighter than the sun, making this Holy Lord battlefield almost burn, full of terrifying fluctuations like a vast ocean.

"This is……"

"Nine Heavens Star Art! One of the most terrifying inheritances of the Imperial Academy!"

The human race cheered, and knew that Monk and Daoyan had won the competition. He even understood this secret technique. Even the demon vocabulary is the king of the demon clan and could not escape from the Nine Heavens Star Art.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

...

Each star is as huge as a mountain, covering the vast martial arts field, and colliding fiercely with the dragon claws of the Spiritual Demon Words.

"boom!"

A star was torn apart by Ling Yaoyu with his claws, turning into a sky full of blue air and piercing through the void.

This is an extremely terrifying scene. Even after experiencing the first two Holy Lord-level battles, people were still not shocked.

This is the collision between the true top holy lords. It is extremely terrifying. Even ordinary holy lord-level strong men cannot participate.

Not to mention participating in the battlefield, ordinary monks can feel a destructive force spreading even if they are thousands of feet away.
To be continued...