Chapter 255 Turns out to be a group of traitors

The confident expression on Ai Ye's face finally froze completely, and then began to crack inch by inch.

His pupils suddenly shrank, his face turned extremely pale, and for the first time, genuine horror appeared in his eyes.

"No... Impossible. How could you, okay? I told you guys were so weak, but it turns out you are so cunning. But so what?" Ai Ye growled, his voice full of disbelief.

Xiaobai looked at his master and a group of big guys making a grand appearance, a smile of "this wave is secured" appeared on his little face, and his little fists clenched.

However, at this tense moment, the horror on Ai Ye's face strangely faded away slowly, and was replaced by a chilling sneer.

"Haha, it's really lively. The little brats from the Qingling Sect and these ignorant old guys are all here."

He glanced at everyone and said with a hint of joking: "What a pity, do you think you can defeat me like this?"

"The demon army under my command can continue to grow."

Ai Ye's gaze finally fell on Xiao Bai's tender little face, full of malice: "Little thing, have you forgotten that your third brother Nangong Wentian has already surrendered to me?"

Xiaobai blinked his clear eyes and asked in a childish voice, "Really? Then look, why haven't your demon army come out to support you?"

When Ai Ye heard this, his brows suddenly frowned and his heart skipped a beat.

Something is wrong.

He had already sent a message to Nangong Wentian through a special secret method, ordering him to lead the hidden demon army and deliver a fatal blow at the critical moment.

At this moment, dark clouds rolled in the distant sky and the demonic energy was surging.

Countless hideous demon shadows were looming in the dark clouds. A rough count showed that there were as many as two to three hundred thousand of them, pressing forward with murderous intent.

Upon seeing this, Ai Ye instantly revealed a smug grin on his face: "Hahaha... Did you see that? This is my trump card. Can you kill them all? I have an army of 500,000 demons."

However, the next second, the smile on his face froze.

The dark and massive demon army, which was supposed to obey his orders, turned around without hesitation after reaching the edge of the battlefield and launched a fierce attack on the astonished demon generals and soldiers under his command.

“Puff…” “Ah…”

Screams rang out one after another. The direct troops that Ai Ye had carefully trained were instantly stabbed in the back by the sudden "friendly forces" and their formation was thrown into chaos.

“Nangong Wentian, how dare you betray me.” Ai Ye roared in frustration, and a pitch-black demon-capturing bell instantly appeared in his hand.

He frantically mobilized his magic power in an attempt to control Nangong Wentian again.

However, Nangong Wentian, who was standing in front of the demon army with his black clothes rustling, just glanced at him coldly, his body motionless, his eyes clear, and he didn't look like he was being controlled at all.

Nangong Wentian flashed and stood in front of Xiaobai. The demonic energy and righteous energy intertwined around him, forming a strange balance.

He looked at the furious Ai Ye and said in a cold voice, "Didn't expect that? I have to thank you for your Demon-Snatching Bell. If it hadn't stimulated me from time to time, how could I have completely devoured the trace of demon power you planted and in turn controlled this demon army?"

"You used me and set a trap for me, causing my junior sister to be almost doomed. I, Nangong Wentian, will settle this account with you today."

As soon as he finished speaking, sword energy and demonic flames intertwined around Nangong Wentian, and he attacked Ai Ye fiercely.

Ai Ye was so angry that he screamed, "Okay, okay! You traitors, come on, stop him."

Beside him, several "God Clan" traitors with strange auras, faint divine glow on their bodies, but deeply corroded by demonic energy, responded and rushed forward to face Nangong Wentian fearlessly.

At this moment, Ai Ye's real body did not move, but an evil corpse clone that looked 70% similar to him, but had a more evil and violent aura, suddenly separated from his body and pounced on Xiaobai like a ghost.

"Little bastard, let me get you on your way first."

It seemed that the evil corpse's sharp claws were about to touch Xiaobai.

“clang…”

A dazzling, blood-red sword light with an endless murderous aura, like the Milky Way rolling back, appeared out of nowhere and blocked the evil corpse clone with incredible precision. "Ai Ye, old dog, your opponent is me."

A tall figure wearing tattered blood-colored armor, holding a giant blood sword, and with an aura of murderous intent so thick that it could not be dispelled appeared with a wild laugh.

It was none other than the ancient god of killing, Zhu.

He forced Ai Ye's evil corpse back with a sword, looked down upon him, and said arrogantly: "The little believer of Qingling Sect is under my protection. If you want to touch her, ask my sword first."

The ancient god of death vs the evil corpse of the night.

As soon as the two top-level evil beings fought each other, the horrific aftermath of the battle spread like ripples. Wherever they passed, the space collapsed and the mountains and rivers shattered.

On the other side, Xiaobai's tiny figure was suspended in the void, and in his hand appeared a simple and unadorned short staff called "Guixu" that seemed to be able to swallow everything.

There was a solemn expression on her pink little face, the chaotic power in her body surged as she faced Ai Ye's true form, whose aura was becoming increasingly unfathomable.

Ai Ye looked at the three-and-a-half-year-old baby in front of him, his eyes filled with extreme contempt and resentment, and laughed wildly, "So what if you traveled through time?

What if I changed a few details? Trash is trash after all. Today, I will let you thoroughly understand what true despair is! "

"boom……"

The two men fought fiercely in an instant, the power of chaos and the ultimate magic power collided wildly, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to crack, the sun and the moon to lose their light, and large areas of the void to be annihilated. It seemed that the situation was evenly matched.

However, just as the battle became more intense and stalemate, Ai Ye's aura suddenly changed.

A terrifying pressure that far exceeded the previous one and even surpassed the laws of this world burst out from his body, as if the will of the entire Second Heaven was bestowed upon him.

"Die."

Ai Ye grinned grimly and slapped out with his palm. This palm seemed ordinary, but it contained a frightening "divine power", as if it was a punishment from heaven.

"puff……"

Xiaobai's body shook violently, and the "Guixu" in her hand let out a wail. A stream of blood spurted out of her mouth, and her small body fell downwards like a kite with a broken string.

Ai Ye (integrated with God's Will) hung in the air, looking down at the falling Xiaobai, with a twisted and satisfied grin on his face.

“Haha…hahahaha…little thing, you are quite smart. You guessed that I have a backup plan. Unfortunately, it’s too late.”

He opened his arms as if embracing the whole world, and his voice was filled with supreme authority and malice:

"I have already devoured the remaining will of that old thing (referring to the original Heavenly Dao)."

"And the laws of heaven and earth in Zhixu's body are all at my disposal."

"Now, he and this 'sky' are both imprisoned in the chaotic cage of consciousness by me. I can continuously absorb their power."

"Now, I am the sky."