Chapter 1326 Has the Young Master of the Demon Clan Skinned Again Today 1

The battlefield of gods and demons is vast and boundless, the sky is faintly red, and the sun cannot be seen. The ground was stained red and black with blood, and broken weapons were stuck on the ground, screaming. They have lost their owners and may be on the verge of disappearing too.

When Tian Miao arrived, he saw such a scene.

A tall and handsome man in a black robe stood between the gods and demons with a cold expression on his face.

The one on the left is dressed in pitch-black attire, that is the Demon Race. The one on the right is dressed in white attire, that is the Protoss.

The battle between gods and demons happens once every 10,000 years, and every time it is extremely tragic, there are countless casualties.

This time, it was just as tragic, with countless casualties.

However, it was not the casualties caused by the battle of gods and demons.

It was caused by this mysterious man who suddenly appeared on the battlefield of gods and demons.

Both the gods and demons looked at the mysterious man in front of them as if facing a formidable enemy. As soon as this extremely powerful man appeared, he hurt many of them without saying a word, without any reason. He doesn't belong to any party's forces, and he doesn't understand why he did this at all.

"It's really troublesome." A trace of impatience floated on the man's handsome face, and he felt that strange rhythm, which was the meaning of heaven. With Leng Yanhua's big mouth, did he still go to find the little boss? This powerful and handsome man is none other than Qi Feibai, the Wannian second son of the Tiandao Office that Leng Yanhua mentioned. Although she can't even compare to the second child, it doesn't prevent her from often mocking Qi Feibai like this.

"I'll give you a chance to commit suicide, and you can be reincarnated." Qi Feibai raised the silver spear in his hand and pointed at a beautiful girl who was seriously injured and half kneeling on the ground.

This girl is the young master of the demon clan, Qi Feibai came to this world because of her.

The world has always been balanced. The war between gods and demons will start once every 10,000 years, but it is basically evenly matched, and no one can do anything to others. In this way, the world can maintain balance.

However, the Demon Clan has produced a young master who is astonishingly talented, that is, the girl in front of her who is seriously injured but still stubborn and refuses to give in. Her appearance changed the situation. She led the demons to fight every step of the way, and started the battle of gods and demons in advance with unprecedented strength. They will win this battle. After this war, the pattern of the whole world will be rewritten.

They, the Demon Race, will also rule the world!

Just one step away, just one step, she can succeed.

But this mysterious man who suddenly appeared on the battlefield ruined everything.

He slaughtered many protoss, but slaughtered more demons!

Too many demon elites died in his hands, without even a trace of resistance.

Who is he? !

The young master of the Demon Race's eyes were full of hatred, unwillingness, and heartache. So many of her loyal subordinates came to the battlefield in high spirits, and they were killed by this man before they even drew their weapons.

"Give you a face, kill yourself quickly, you can still be reincarnated." Qi Feibai urged impatiently.

The demon girl clenched the sword in her hand, ready to make a final resistance.

At this moment, a stern female voice sounded.

"Qi Feibai! Is this how you do missions?" A woman in a gorgeous white dress suddenly appeared in the middle of the battlefield.

who is she?

The young master of the Demon Race looked at the woman in front of him in astonishment. Majestic, beautiful, people can't help but want to worship.

She called this scary man Qi Feibai? They know each other?

"As long as the task is completed? As long as this lucky person dies and reincarnates, it will be completed." Qi Feibai said calmly with a cold face.