Qing Xunzi and his four companions were undoubtedly the strongest fighters of the righteous path. When everyone gathered, they naturally placed their hopes on them, hoping that they could defeat the four black demons, and then go south to fight Que Dan, so that the world could enjoy peace again. But now, let alone Que Dan, they couldn't even defeat the four demons, and they were even gradually showing that they were defeated.

In the silent world, Qing Xunzi and three others stood on one side. The four demons on the opposite side started an extremely tense confrontation with them, and the final life-and-death struggle was about to begin.

In the gap, Qing Xunzi glanced down and saw countless figures surging in the silent world, semi-transparent but with their heads raised. Such strong emotions made him say:

"Your demonic army will finally be destroyed."

"No matter how crazy you are, you will lose."

Long Xiong's panting made a loud noise, as if the heaven and earth were breathing together. But Hei Huang's expression remained calm, and he said without joy or anger:

"As long as the four of us are still here, we can't be considered the loser. But you, no matter how many people you have, you can't win!"

She had a unique plan in her mind, which she was about to put into action to shock the four people in front of her, but for now she remained calm and pretended to be ready to fight again.

In the previous battle, the four demons were injured, as were Qingxunzi and the other four. They were even more seriously injured because of the suppression of their vitality by the demonic energy. The latter's condition was not very good. At this time, he held a palm leaf fan, and the gourd filled with wine broke, spilling a lot of the wine. But he drank it all in one breath, refreshed, and was ready to fight again.

There was no need to say more. It was a life-and-death confrontation between them. No one would hold back, but when they moved forward, their faces were not good. Qing Xunzi was originally a talisman master. Although his fighting skills were not inferior to those of a warrior, he was not in good condition now. Although he could maintain a full state by absorbing and taking in vital energy, his mental state was not good. He was a little tired, and his movements were slow and he seemed unable to withstand the opponent's attack.

In comparison, Hei Huang's combat status was much better. After all, the use of demonic energy could suppress and partially absorb the vitality silently.

When a wave of air dispersed, it suddenly spread out tens of thousands of meters. Wang Yuanke stood in it, holding a jade sword, elegant and suave. He was an old swordsman holding a jade sword, graceful and extraordinary. He had forgotten how long it had been since he had fought to this state, but as a swordsman, the more scars on his body, the stronger his fighting spirit, and he could tear the world apart with a wave of his hand, and his power was greater.

"Your sword energy is very sharp!"

The bird admired sincerely, but Wang Yuanke did not answer. He disdained the praise of the magician. Only by tearing its magic energy apart could the sacrifice of so many people in the academy be justified. The black crows beside the bird still covered the sky, but there were also jade-colored sword-like birds beside Qingxunzi, which wanted to pierce everything in the world with their sharp beaks like swords.

When the two flocks of birds confronted each other, they shot out at once, like arrows from two armies, instantly piercing the sky and heading towards each other. However, it was difficult for them to completely destroy each other, and they just kept colliding with each other, making noisy noises. Wang Yuanke was like a star lighting up the sky, moving quickly. Before his figure disappeared, his body had already appeared in another place, and he slashed out with the sword in his hand, piercing the sky and angrily slashing the evil.

Wang Yuanke doesn't like to talk much, but Long Xiong is the opposite. This man is always rough and gruff, but he is thoughtful. He knows he can't win, so he doesn't go ahead. Instead, he keeps a general state, so that the Gala Snake won't disturb others, but he won't take risks. He never jokes about his own life, which is very similar to Xia Xiao.

Zuo Xiufang was in a similar situation to Long Xiong. With her strength, she shouldn't have ended up like this, but she had fought Hei Huang several times before, so she was unwilling to just deal with the small fry outside. And since she needed manpower here, she naturally went forward without hesitation. However, she was not sure she could defeat Han Kui in the current battle.

Compared to the brothers Heihuang and Jialuo, Hankui's strength is only average, but Zuoxiu Fangmuxing's vitality seems a little weak here, so she has always been at a disadvantage. She has broken countless sets of light armor, and now she has raised a strong wind and blown the petals, constantly launching attacks, wishing to completely overturn the silent world. But the current battle is still too ordinary, so it has been difficult to determine the winner.

If this continues, the demons will be the most disadvantaged. Han Kui understood this truth, and his thin face showed some anxiety. His strength was the weakest among the four demons, and it would be extremely disadvantageous for him to continue like this. I just don't know what Hei Huang and the others are thinking. Since they have not left, if not now, when will they leave?

The battle continued, and the vitality and demonic energy continued to flow. It was not much different from before, and it was equally earth-shattering, but it was hard to tell who would win. Xia Xiao and the others took the risk and went from the outside world into the silent world to take a look, but apart from the strong air waves and wind, nothing else could be seen clearly. Therefore, they immediately retreated and waited for the end of this battle.

“Stand back!”

Li Lunming organized the practitioners to retreat, so as to avoid the air waves and fluctuations from hurting everyone. For the righteous path now, the few remaining practitioners are treasures and cannot be squandered at will. But they retreated a distance and looked back, full of worry. Time passed little by little, the countdown was getting closer and closer, Quedan would wake up in only two and a half hours, but they didn't even have a talisman array at the moment.

Xia Xiao was the first to think of this problem, but when he was looking for Sun Zhonglei in the crowd, the latter was already standing in the air and began to form a seal. He was going to build a temporary talisman formation, but it was too far from Tanghua Temple. If he relied on his own strength, it would probably take three hours or even longer to cast this talisman formation. After all, sending so many people there was no joke.

Immediately, the prototype of the talisman formation he constructed appeared in the air. Dozens of talisman masters left their original places one by one and arranged the talisman formation together under the command of Sun Zhonglei. However, the speed could not be increased much.

Xia Xiao looked at it from below, and suddenly looked behind him, that is, the sky and earth in the north, which was rippling violently, as if something was about to rush out. Reaching out his hand, Xia Xiao blocked Ah Zhu behind him, and took a horse stance, ready to withstand any impact at any time.

The next moment, a wave of air stirred up thousands of dusts, coming from the silent world, and slammed into Xia Xiao, making him eat a mouthful of dust. However, when a strong man shook it off, three monstrous demonic energies, like alien objects, like falling meteorites, suddenly went south. They were a little surprised by the speed, and they were powerless to stop it.

In comparison, the last figure was much slower, even a little out of touch. Therefore, this demonic figure was immediately intercepted by the four Yuan Qi figures, causing it to fall from the air, and was also dispelled by the Yuan Qi of the four people, turning into wisps of black gas, which dissipated with an extremely miserable scream.

The one who was destroyed was naturally the Demonic Path Han Kui. Thousands of years ago, he crowned himself as the king, calling himself the ancestor of all demons, and threatened to submerge the righteous path and establish a dynasty belonging to the Demonic Path, but he was hunted down by Qing Xunzi. He thought he would die on the ice field, but he was unexpectedly rescued by the two brothers of Jialuo.

Since then, he joined a strong enough magic team and climbed to a fairly good position with his own strength. But he didn't expect that this position was not meant for him alone, and he was abandoned at this time.

The devil has no charitable heart, Han Kui knows that, and he is the same, but looking at the four righteous figures in front of him, he is still a little unwilling. But in the end, he still passed away, a wisp of black smoke like the thick stuff in the chimney, only filth left, and people kept away from him, without any good feelings.

This world hasn't been so quiet for a long time, but it seems a little strange, because the number of people is much less than the last time they gathered. There were still 60,000 practitioners before, but now there are only 40,000, and there are only a few elite troops. The 100,000 people in the past became stepping stones for the practitioners to move forward in the fierce charge before. But they were all willing, and not all of them died at this time, there were still some left, but they were not ready to fight again.

The elite troops had completed their mission, and the next step was up to the practitioners. More than 20,000 seriously injured soldiers on the city wall sat up and went forward to join the 40,000 practitioners. These 60,000 people were all weak and it was unknown when they would fall down, but they all looked up at Qing Xunzi who was coming, waiting for his order.

"Recover your strength. We will set out in half an hour to fight the final battle at Tanghua Temple! We hope that the practitioners who can still move will join us in the battle!"

After Qingxunzi finished speaking, he immediately formed a seal. When everyone was resting, only the talisman masters were busy creating the talisman array. But with Qingxunzi here, even if the teleportation talisman array was difficult to perform, it was not a big deal, because he made it appear in the sky quickly. And during this half hour, everyone was recovering their strength.

Just half an hour was enough to kill tens of thousands of people, but it was not enough to absorb vitality and restore themselves, but everyone still devoted themselves to it.

On the city wall, many seriously injured practitioners were still lying there, but all those who woke up joined the queue. Everyone wanted to live, that was the instinct of being a living being, but the current tragedy made none of them flee from the battlefield. Although the country was destroyed and the mountains and rivers were still there, things had changed. Rather than being accused of crimes and deserters, it was better to die gloriously to comfort the heroic dreams of youth.

In fact, they didn't think so much, but the blood in their bones made them not fall behind. The doctors looked at the 60,000 practitioners assembling, and couldn't help feeling sad about the grassland. Before, their army was enough to fill the battlefield outside the Great Wall of the Northern Territory, but now there were only so many people left in the devastation. The gap between before and after was really shocking.

After the life-and-death struggle, most of the elite troops collapsed on the ground and shouted:

“It must succeed!”

"Kill the ancient wild beast king in the South China Sea!"

"come on!"

"You must come back alive!"

A few scattered voices came from all directions. When Xia Xiao went to see them, he didn't feel excited at all, because in a sense, they had already lost the battle. But in order not to continue losing, they had to take the initiative to fight and pounce on Que Dan!

When the talisman array was ready, Qing Xunzi, although tired, looked at everyone with a calm face and said firmly:

"Everyone, the final battle is here!"

After saying that, without waiting for any response, a huge talisman array was already turning above his head. It made everyone enter it, including Xia Xiao. He understood the danger of this trip, so when a huge amount of vitality enveloped the people around him and him, Xia Xiao held Ah Zhu's little hand tightly.

This battle is most likely to bring them to death. But Tanghua Temple has already been destroyed, so why should they be timid?