The spiritual fire evaporated, and the four Yuan Demons who were in the battle group were extremely sad, but they felt boundless anger.

"You all want to die!"

The spirit fire was ignited in the eyes of the four Yuan Demons, and a huge amount of Qi surged around them, turning into a blue shock wave, temporarily repelling dozens of monks who besieged them.

The great elder Yuanmo glanced at the eyes of the people who had never taken action from beginning to end and had been watching the battle.

Losing the demon seed, the body of the Demon Emperor's young body was like a dry mud doll, shattered and dissipated in the wind. The eyes of the Yuan Demon Elder from Xia Palace Nishi, Meng Xuan looked at Wang Yaoxian, Ye Dongyang, Lou Jing, and finally fell on Nian Xianchen and the young man holding a feather fan beside her.

"It's you!"

No one can understand the meaning of the Great Elder Yuanmo's voice at this moment. The hatred that was entangled in the heart and echoed in the soul turned into the flames that swelled in his eyes.

The Great Elder Yuanmo has been in charge of the Demon Realm for many years and has experienced the long history of Fengshuang. His cultivation is not as weak as a grand master. Naturally, he could see who is the weakest among the people present?

But such a weak boy was surrounded by so many great masters. There was only one possibility. In the hearts of these Zhou monks with profound cultivation, this boy's status was much more important than those of them.

The scene was silent for a moment. The monk who was impacted just now calmed down his mind, but saw that the other three Yuan Demons and the five Vajra Demon figurines gathered together with the Great Elder of Yuan Demon.

The Yuanmo Elder raised his thin fingers lightly, pointed at Yang Xian, and asked, "Young man, who are you?"

The spiritual fire was tangible and the anger was endless. Ye Dongyang and others could feel it, and they didn't feel that they had walked a few steps closer to Yang Xian.

Yang Xian walked from the corner of the stage to the center and bowed: "Yang Xian, I have seen you all the venerables."

Yang Xian's attitude is very respectful and humble, but in this situation, the respectful and humble attitude is full of irony, which makes these demons uncomfortable than cursing or being cold-eyed.

His words were like a knife, and he deeply pierced into the heart of the Great Elder Yuanmo. He did not angry but laughed: "Shu Prime Minister Yang Xian!"

Yang Xian was stunned. He didn't expect that this distant demon would know him.

"With the power of a state, you can gather so many monks, and even three great masters. A good method! But without the help of that traitor, you wouldn't have come here so easily."

The Yuanmo Elder's meaning is very clear. They did lose today, and they lost a lot, but if it weren't for Nian Xianchen, the outcome would not be certain.

The great elder of Yuanmo said the truth. In order to protect the sky-swalking clams in this holy mountain, the demon clan established a very complete defense system when the city was built. If it weren't for Nian Xianchen's betrayal, Yang Xian and others would not have conquered the Demon City so easily.

"The Venerable is indeed powerful. For thousands of years, the Demon Emperor has fallen without a trace, and the Demon Clan is on the verge of destruction. However, the Venerable can revitalize the Demon Clan with his own strength and even summon the Demon Clan. The natural Venerable is indeed the blessing of the Demon Clan."

The dozens of monks surrounding the demon clan, the people behind Yang Xian, even Meng Xuan, who was kneeling on the ground to recover, looked at him.

This is too harmful! This is not a praising the great elder of Yuan Demon. He stabbed someone else in the heart, and then he even despised it was not enough and insisted on making up for more than a dozen more stabs.

However, the crowd obviously underestimated Yang Xian's face, but saw a light wave of the feather fan and a compassionate expression appeared on his face.

"But the war has come to this point, I am so envious that I am so uneasy that I am sighing at the will of God."

The demons knew since childhood that the strong were the ruler of the weak, but they had never seen such shameless as Yang Xian.

"What do you mean?"

"I came with sincerity and wanted to repair the thousand-year grudges of the human and demon clans. But the venerables ignored it and released the wolf spirit first, and then the soul-devouring ants. This was fine, but unexpectedly, the venerables performed lust and tried to put this innocent Miss Nian Xianchen to death. My great Zhou soldiers worked hard to rescue the victim from the demons. At this point, I hope that both families would abandon their past grudges. However, the venerables insisted on acting alone, swaying the spiritual qi of heaven and earth, destroying mountains, rivers, plants, and damaging the creatures, which was a huge sin. Today's defeat of the demon clan is not the merits of my great Zhou soldiers, nor the power of my Yang Xian. It is actually a disgusting person and has no fault to others."

A mouthful of blood overflowed from the mouth of the Great Elder Yuanmo. He was injured, but now he feels heavier.

"I hate your mother!" The Great Elder Yuanmo finally lost the demeanor of being a leader of the demon clan. Wuming became angry and cursed, "I want him to die!"

Five Vajra Demon figurines jumped up from the ground and rushed towards Yang Xian. These five Vajra Demon figurines showed their divine power in the matchup just now. Dozens of monks could not take it, but were injured.

Yang Xian did not move, swinging his feather fan lightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Do it!"

Yang Xian was waiting for this moment. The great elder of Yuan Demon was furious and lost his mind. Dozens of monks moved when they heard the sound and rushed towards the four Yuan Demons who had lost the protection of the Vajra Demon figurine. Around Yang Xianxian, four monks Bao and Nian Xianchen leaped up and stopped the five Vajra Demon figurines.

At this moment, Xia Gongni accepted the demon seed and was digesting it on the ground. Yang Xian held the feather fan in his hand, stepped on the ground, and waved it gently, and a strong wind whistled out, rolling over the Vajra Demon figurine who was entangled with Ye Dongyang.

At that moment, Yuan Mo felt that he had lost control of this Vajra Demon figurine. A ball of spiritual fire was pulled out of the Vajra Demon figurine, spinning in the air, flying straight towards Yang Xian, and sank into the Baipi Bead on the White Feather Fan.

The Baipi Pearl can ward off water and fire. The Vajra Demon figurine, which has lost its spiritual fire, fell to the ground and completely lost its vitality.

The four Yuan Demons are in fierce battle and want to control the Vajra Demon figurine. You can imagine the control power. Yang Xian’s white feather fan is not of high quality, but the Baipizhu on it is very restrained by the Vajra Demon figurine.

Taking advantage of the chaos in the battlefield, Yang Xian waved four fans one after another, drained the firewood from the cauldron, and destroyed the remaining four Vajra Demon figurines.

The combat power of the demon clan was greatly reduced after losing the five Vajra figurines. The four Yuan Demons had become turtles in the jar. Unexpectedly, the Great Elder of Yuan Demon roared and the spirit fire in his eyes ignited all over his body. He was so fierce that no one dared to enter for the moment.

This is a life-threatening pain! Even though he suffered from the severe pain of peeling and bone-eating, the great elder of Yuanmo still had a hatred.

"What is he doing?"

"This is a secret magic of the demon clan. He wants to trade his life for his life!"

The spirit fire was beating and its body disappeared. The spirit fire, which was wrapped in the boundless hatred of the great elder of the Yuan Demon, changed into a hideous face and headed towards Yang Xian. Although it was only a moment ago, the spirit fire in the air had extremely powerful power. Even the great master dared not underestimate it.

For a moment, the four demons who had just fought with the Vajra Demon Fiction quickly returned to defend Yang Xian.

"wrong!"

When the ball of spiritual fire in the air approached Yang Xian, it suddenly turned and rushed towards the Xiagong Nirvana, which had never attracted attention. The Great Elder Yuanmo just shot him with a fake shot. He knew that only by killing this little girl could he really hurt Yang Xian.

At this critical moment, Meng Xuan suddenly turned around and protected Xia Gong Nie, and suffered this blow for him.

If others suffer this blow, they will be seriously injured even if they don’t die. However, Meng Xuan is a great master and can still stand up at this moment. However, Meng Xuan can defend against physical injuries, and the boundless hatred is straight through his heart.

Meng Xuan's eyes turned red, and his malice could no longer be curbed. He walked forward step by step, as if he had lost control. The long-standing memories could not be reverberated in his mind, and eventually turned into a shrill sound.

"Zhong Buqi, I want you to die!"

Who is Zhong Buqi?

Everyone present was a little stunned, but only a few people including Lou Jing, Ye Dongyang and others knew about it, but they were all a little secretive.
Chapter completed!