Chapter 3535 12 Demon Saints

The world is full of wonders, and there are always some unbelievable things in this world that people can't figure out. Ww'W. 』Lie Wen. CC

Yang Kai turned his gaze slightly, pointed to another Demon Saint and asked, "Where is this one?"

Although he only observed the situation over there through a magic mirror, this demon saint is still the most conspicuous existence. It's not that his appearance is special, but it gives people a feeling that cannot be ignored. Yang At first glance, I feel that this guy is not easy to mess with.

Bo Ya's expression was also extremely serious, and he carefully identified it, and said: "If you read correctly, this should be the number one demon saint, Huang Wuji."

"Number one Demon Saint?" Yang Kai was surprised, "The Twelve Demon Saints are actually ranked high or low?"

He has been in Demon Realm for a long time, and he has never heard of such a thing. He just doesn't know how ranked Yu Rumeng is, and how is Bei Limo ranked.

Boya laughed and shook his head: "Other demon saints are not ranked high or low, but Lord Huang Wuji is recognized as the number one demon saint!"

"Is he the strongest?" Yang Kai asked in a condensed voice.

"It's also the oldest demon saint." Boya nodded slightly.

Yang Kai watched carefully, remembered this guy's face, and asked, "Which race is he from the demon clan?"

"Limo!"

Yang Kai secretly had a toothache, the demon clan who was born in Limo was known for its strength, this is the strongest and the oldest qualification, its strength may have reached an unimaginable level, and the Star Boundary does not know Who can compete with it.

Afterwards, under Boya's guidance, Yang Kai recognized this demon saint all over again. Speaking of which, Bo Ya had never seen these demon saints before, but the racial characteristics of these guys' origins were too obvious, and many demon saints The saint's name is also widely circulated in the Demon Realm, Boya only needs to identify them according to their characteristics.

Fire Demon Chiyan, Feather Demon Fuyu, Stone Demon Mokan, Shadow Demon Wuhua, Corpse Demon Ancestor Liao, Bone Demon Gormon, Sand Demon Youqiu...

Counting Succubus Yurumeng, Snow Demon Bei Limo, Red Demon Huobu and Blood Demon Xueli, and Power Demon Huangwuji, these are the twelve Demon Saints who stand at the peak of the Demon Realm. None of them will fall, and they are all here , and the race behind these twelve demon saints, besides the fire demon clan, is also the most powerful race in the demon realm.

Gazing at the scene in the mirror, Yang Kai held his breath.

Just like the calm before the storm, on the unknown battlefield, Mingyue confronted the twelve demon saints who were either open or dark, with a calm expression, and the eight winds did not move. Many demon saints seemed to have no intention of attacking first. Although they have an absolute advantage and are confident that Mingyue will stay here forever, under Mingyue's desperate resistance, there may not be a chance to severely injure one or two of them. If they are not careful, they may be dragged by him to die together .

So even though the demon saints had the upper hand, none of them made the first move. What's more, their intention was not to kill Mingyue here, but to consume his power as much as possible to create opportunities for the half-saints behind to kill him.

There is a silence between the sky and the earth, even breathing is undetectable.

This kind of confrontation lasted for several days and nights. The figures of the Great Emperor and the Demon Saints seemed to be an eternal picture scroll between the heaven and the earth, motionless, which made Yang Kai look anxious.

Although he is not on the battlefield, Yang Kai also knows that the longer he delays, the smaller the chance of Mingyue escaping. Although he has been fighting for several days, Mingyue has not been able to recover in the past few days. They are absolutely locked on him. As long as he reveals a slight flaw, he will immediately face a violent storm. He must maintain a high degree of concentration at all times in order to deal with such a predicament. Under such circumstances, he His energy and spirit are being consumed all the time, so how can he recover?

Even Yang Kai, a bystander, understands this obvious truth, so why doesn't Mingyue, who is in the center of the vortex, know it? To break the situation, Mingyue has to take risks in order to have a glimmer of life. If he persists like this, his situation will only get worse and worse.

At a certain moment, Mingyue suddenly moved, slowly raised one hand, raised her palm on her chest, and pinched a spell, the surface of her body was immediately covered with a layer of soft light.

And the moment he made a move, the expressions of many demon saints also moved together, and all of them were full of demon energy.

On the mirror of the magic treasure, Xue Li's figure flickered, and it turned into a bloody light to kill Mingyue. The blood light came in an instant, and suddenly turned into a blood net that seemed to be able to corrode all things, and headed under the bright moon cover.

Mingyue held the other hand in the void, and held a long sword that seemed to be condensed by moonlight in the palm of her hand.

The blood net was split into two, passing by Mingyue's side, re-condensed the bloody figure, and opened his mouth to spit out a cloud of blood mist towards Mingyue.

The bright moon had no time to look at him, and suddenly a full moon appeared behind him, hanging above his head, the moonlight shone everywhere, and the blood mist evaporated quickly. .

Groups of bright red balls had already flown in front of them, but it was Huo Bu who sneaked in while the blood was entangled, Yang Kai could see clearly that each of the bright red balls was shot by Huo Bu from afar, Du Qi Incredibly fast.

The sword net collided with the bright red ball, and there was a loud rumbling sound immediately, and the ball burst open, as if each of the red devils exploded, and the soaring light shrouded Mingyue's figure.

Shhhhhhh...

The three beams of light appeared in the shape of a character, shooting from a distance, but it was the Feather Mofuyu who used the supreme archery technique.

There is also a tall bone monster covered in withered bones approaching from below. When approaching, the jaws open and close, making a crackling sound, which is creepy.

When the sandstorm broke out, the Shadow Demon had already concealed his figure, and the Stone Demon had a stoney luster on his body, rushing to the forefront, using his strong defense as a human shield to block the bright moon's splendor.

The cold wind whistling, snowflakes flying, each snowflake is like a sharp blade, under the raging wind, a wave of snowflakes and sharp blades rolled up, and on the other side, there was a soaring fire shining on the sky and the earth, and the red flames of the Balrog The flames are burning, trying to burn the world.

There was a dreamlike murmur, and when it shook people's minds, the scenery on the mirror of the magic treasure changed rapidly.

Pull one and move the whole body, under Mingyue's one move, the twelve demon sages all make a move, and on the distant battlefield, there is an instant battle between dragons and tigers.

The scenery on the mirror of Mobao shook violently, all kinds of light filled it, and the sound of cracking was deafening, one after another.

Yang Kai couldn't see clearly what was going on there, his hands clasped tightly on the edge of the magic mirror, his face was serious and scary.

Bo Ya turned his head to look at him curiously, thought for a while and said in relief: "The twelve adults are all over there, and the Holy One will be fine. Don't worry too much, Your Majesty."

Yang Kai remained silent, he wasn't worried about Yu Rumeng, he was worried about Mingyue!

At the beginning, the demon saints were able to severely wound Mingyue and trap her in the Eternal Sky Continent, so it is naturally possible now, and compared to that day, the lineup of the demon saints today is stronger, and Mingyue's situation is really worrying.

The battle has not shown signs of stopping from the beginning, whether it is Mingyue or many demon saints, there is a tendency to compete here. Occasionally, when the scenery in the magic mirror is fixed, Yang Kai can also see some blurred Case.

Without exception, Mingyue was being besieged, stretched to the limit, and the situation became more serious each time.

With few enemies, it is very rare to be able to achieve this level, but even if you fight for your life, how much chance do you have?

Yang Kai didn't know what Mingyue was planning in his heart, but the matter had come to this point, and his chances of escaping from the Demon Realm were slim. He estimated his own strength over and over again in his heart, thinking of what he could help if he rushed up, but what made Yang Kai feel disheartened was that even if he turned all his cards out, he might not be able to get close to the battlefield over there.

The nails had dug into the flesh, golden blood stained the edge of the magic mirror, and the face was so ferocious that it almost wanted to eat people.

Bo Ya and the others also felt Yang Kai's bad mood, all of them were silent, and no one dared to disturb them.

Time passed slowly, and with the help of Yu Rumeng's occasional attack, Yang Kai could see a little bit of the situation on the other side of the battlefield through the magic mirror. Mingyue was already covered in blood, scarred, and her face was as pale as paper. Even if he didn't come to the scene in person, Yang Kai could feel that it was not as good as before.

On the other hand, those demon saints are more relaxed and comfortable to deal with. The twelve demon saints have different talents and supernatural powers, and they complement each other from far and near. The demon sage, who is proficient in long-range attacks, severely wounded him, and the blood spilled into the sky.

What's more, the shadow demon Sheng Wuhua is elusive, always showing his figure when Mingyue is defenseless, leaving scars on his body.

The full moon hanging behind the bright moon's head has become cloudy and dim, and can no longer shine its previous light.

The sky and the earth collapsed, and there were huge and unparalleled cracks in the void, like the gaping mouths of the sky and the earth, mocking the incompetence of the ants.

I don't know how long it took, but in that chaotic battlefield, Mingyue suddenly let out a chuckle, and her low voice spread all over the field: "It is a great honor for Mingyue to be so valued by all the sages. There is no regret in being buried here, but... my life, Mingyue, is not something that you can take as you wish!"

When the words fell, a ray of light suddenly flooded the sky and the earth, until the surface of the magic mirror turned white. Immediately afterwards, a sensational aura came from an extremely distant place, sweeping across the four poles.

Yang Kai raised his head and looked over there, his face pale for a while, and his figure was even more precarious.

Mingyue is being forced into a corner, is she about to blow herself up?

A Great Emperor, if he hadn't been forced to do so, it would be impossible to choose such a decisive way to end his life. At this moment, Yang Kai only felt that someone was holding his heart, and he was so dull that he could hardly breathe.