They have been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Wait until now, the sound of fighting.

That means that there are only demon monks left in Longcheng Pass now.

Then their self-destruction will not harm their fellow humans.

This is the reason why they know that they cannot compete with the power of the Mingyue Formation, but would rather support the defense until their mana is exhausted, rather than let go of the attack.

They are just stalling for time.

Longcheng Pass, which had just fallen silent, was greeted by three loud bangs.

The powerful self-destruction of the three monks in the Honor Realm is self-evident.

The strong shock wave shook the entire Longcheng Pass.

Wherever the shock wave passed, it was devastated and all buildings flew upside down.

Three extremely brilliant suns lit up.

Three monks in the Zunhao realm were martyred calmly and died generously.

The dazzling light lasted for three breaths.

In just three breaths, the shock wave plowed through half of the entire Dragon City Pass.

Outside Longcheng Pass.

Two figures emerged.

It is the Lord of the White Tiger and the Lord of the Black Tortoise.

Self-destruction would never cause much damage to enemies in the same area under normal circumstances.

Because the activation time required for self-destruction is completely enough for enemies in the same area to escape from the self-destruction range.

But the problem is that Taoist Master Li Xing, Jiulian Spirit Master and Qingfeng Martial Emperor have never come for them.

Their target is the demon monks in Longcheng Pass.

Those eighth-grade demon cultivators and seventh-grade demon cultivators do not have the ability to escape from the self-destruction impact range of monks in the title realm in a short period of time.

The big is easy to be small.

This may seem stupid, but it is the wisest decision under the circumstances.

The power of the Mingyue Formation can completely limit the self-destruction of monks in the title realm.

But the problem is that the three monks of the title realm blew themselves up in the Mingyue Divine Formation, not outside the formation.

The group defense capability of the Mingyue Formation can only be used against external attacks.

The three Zunhao Realm monks knew this and chose this method.

Therefore, their self-destruction brought unimaginable huge losses to the demon clan.

Whoosh!

Another sound broke through the air.

A black figure appeared next to the two masters.

It was Demon Lord Dongqi who led the army to suppress other battlefields at Longcheng Pass.

"Soul Lord, Yu Lord, at least a thousand eighth-level demon cultivators died in the self-destruction of the three Lords, and they will never reappear in the world."

"There are even more seventh-grade demon cultivators who have died," Demon Lord Dongqi said.

Master Xuanwu's face turned gloomy.

Even though they had successfully captured Longcheng Pass as expected.

But such a tragic victory prevented them from laughing.

The sky is getting brighter, revealing a glimmer of light.

Longcheng Pass finally calmed down completely, but the smell of blood was extremely strong and lingering, and it would not subside within a certain period of time.

At the east, west, and north city gates facing the battlefield outside the territory, demonic cultivators are pouring in continuously.

The determination of the inner demon clan is extremely strong and they do not leave much room for themselves.

Except for leaving a little necessary power to prevent the empty space in the rear and being stolen by the other seven holy demon clans, they transferred all other available power to the Middle Spirit Realm without reservation.

Longcheng Pass has fallen.

The goal of the inner demon clan is not Longcheng Pass, but the entire Middle Spiritual Realm.

But the Mingyue Formation is at Longcheng Pass, so they have no reason to abandon Longcheng Pass.

So, under the orders of the Huanling Sect, or the two masters of the demon clan, the demon cultivators began to clean up the Dragon City Pass, washing away the blood splattered everywhere, tidying up the ruins and disposing of the corpses.

Whether it is the corpse of a demon cultivator or a human monk, there is not much difference in the eyes of the demon cultivators. They are all burned clean by the same fire, which is so indifferent that it makes people feel chilling.

The gate of the south city wall was finally completely opened at this time, leading directly to the Middle Spirit Realm.

The battlefield here is also the most intense.

It can be seen that there are dead corpses everywhere on and under the south city wall, including sword cultivators from Nanjiange and demons. There are also several corpses wearing the uniform uniforms of the Huanling Sect.

The blood stains that have not completely solidified and dried slowly flowed down the stone wall of the city like a stream.

Seeing this tragic scene, the faces of the demon cultivators who arrived during the day and did not participate in the battle at Longcheng Pass changed slightly.

Especially when they saw the mottled sword marks on the city wall and the body of the sword cultivator from Nanjiang Pavilion covered with wounds, they secretly sighed.

They couldn't imagine how these physically weak swordsmen could still have such terrible determination in such a desperate situation.

The battlefield here is completely different from the other battlefields in Longcheng Pass.

On the remaining battlefields of Longcheng Pass, there are demonic cultivators everywhere, so the monks of Longcheng Pass have no way to avoid or hide. They have no way out and can only fight to the death.

However, behind the south city wall is the vast middle spiritual realm.

In other words, as long as these Nanjiange sword cultivators want to survive, they have a way out. All they have to do is abandon the city and flee.

But they still chose to defend and not retreat.

A desperate fight with a way out and a desperate fight are two completely different situations.

These demonic cultivators thought that they had put themselves in the position of this group of Nanjiange sword cultivators, and they were absolutely unable to sacrifice their lives for righteousness like them.

It is precisely this way that even though this is an unprecedented victory after 20,000 years and deserves special mention, these magic cultivators who are responsible for cleaning up the mess on the south city wall are still unable to be happy and are in an extremely strange and...

In an incongruous atmosphere.

They dully cleaned the bloodstains on the city wall, summoned magic fire to burn the broken corpses into ashes, and then picked up the incombustible swords scattered everywhere and piled them together.

At noon.

The palace in the center of Longcheng Pass.

The White Tiger Lord, the Suzaku Lord, and Demon Lord Dongqi who showed up as a demon walked out of the palace.

The three of them did not choose to fly, but walked step by step through the streets of Longcheng Pass, like an army parade, towards the south city wall.

There was a constant flow of people on the street, and the demon cultivators who had just entered the city were walking through it, making it very lively.

"In the past, these streets were filled with human monks," Lord White Tiger said softly, as if the gloom of last night had been swept away.

"The demons have finally waited for the time when they can walk on it in an upright manner." Lord Xuanwu said in a low voice.

Wherever the three of them passed, the demon cultivators everywhere were separated.

"The bravery of the human monks is indeed extraordinary, but no matter what, things are still going as we planned." The White Tiger Lord said in a deep voice, firming up his determination.

They moved forward and finally arrived at the southern city wall.

Demon Lord Dongqi squinted and looked towards the wide-open South City Gate. A bright light shone in from the city gate, making the road leading out of the city look like a sunshine avenue.

In fact, this is indeed a sunshine avenue.

It was their inner demon clan who successfully "seized souls" and became the Sunshine Avenue, the leader of the eight holy and demon clans.

Demon Lord Dongqi opened his arms, as if embracing the sunshine, and was extremely intoxicated.

At this time, the thin clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, the sky shone beautifully, and the sunlight moved.

His eyes were suddenly dazzled by a golden light.

"What is that?" he asked.

The golden light comes from the corner of the city gate, where there are many swords and weapons piled up.

Seeing this, the demonic cultivator who was standing by was trembling all over. He quickly stepped forward and explained: "These are the magic weapons of the human monks that we have collected. They are temporarily piled here, waiting for the final inventory."

Demon Lord Dongqi frowned, and did not listen to the demon cultivator's words. He just stretched out his hand and waved it, and the demonic energy rolled out.

The swords stacked as high as a hill were immediately pushed away by the demonic energy and fell to the ground with a clanking sound.

The shining golden object at the bottom was revealed.

It turned out to be a stone tablet, like a crouching dragon entrenched on the ground.
To be continued...