The Villain Has Something to Say 【From Chapter 88】

Chapter 89

Within the Demon Realm, the Demon Xiu, who was afraid of death, had already fled to Yunzhou.  Waiting for them is the Monster Race who has captured most of Yunzhou's apprentices, but they can still rely on the Diamond Mantra chanted by the Guiyuan Sect's Buddhist cultivators to temporarily save their lives.

At this moment, on the Demon Mountain, there are only more than 1,000 demon cultivators left, facing the 300,000 army of the demon clan.

Demon cultivators have always been powerful and surpassed the monks of the same realm, but they still can't fight one hundred against one hundred, let alone face the monster race that has more than three hundred times the number of them.  Most of the magic repairs guarding the Demon Dao Palace have been injured, and a few of the magic repairs have been seriously injured, and they have no fighting power at all.

However, they cannot back down, nor can they back down!

One day has passed since the demon-zun number yelled and screamed under the magic mountain.  During this day, the Yaozu did not completely attack the Demon Mountain.  Among them, the ground-level monsters equivalent to the Mahayana monks of humans stayed very leisurely behind the army, watching the monsters below the ninth level rush to the demon mountain frantically and fight with the demon cultivators.

The strong wind will not dissipate the strong fishy smell in the air, and the blood will gather into a river, like a spider web spreading on the red-brown soil of the Demon Realm.  In this land, there are still countless corpses, bones, bloody and bloody, so cruel that it is unbearable to look directly at them.

In this battle, the demon lords of the ground-level are like noble sons sitting high in the restaurant. They drank and ate meat, talked and laughed and rushed into the magic mountain as if they were crushed by their army.  On the other side, with the exception of Mozun, Moxiu has all rushed into the battlefield.

The magic repair powers of the Magic Dao Palace are very fierce, but they are never omnipotent.  When they killed a hundred monster beasts, there were a thousand monster beasts; when they killed a thousand monster beasts, there were still ten thousand and one hundred thousand monsters!

Qin Siyi, the right guardian of the Demon Dao Palace, was wearing a black suit at the moment, standing on the top of the Demon Mountain, looking coldly at the five demon nobles not far away.

Demon Zun, and the four sea masters from the tenth sea to the thirteenth sea in the demon realm.

These five are the most powerful force of the Yaozu at the moment. Except for the Yaozun, the other four are not too threatening, but just one number is enough to shock the whole battle.

Qin Siyi silently looked at Hao Liao, the long sword in his hand flashed with a cold light in the sun.  He backhanded the ignorant monster that rushed towards him into two pieces, and finally let out a long sigh, stomped the ground with his right foot, and leaped over the monster army, rushing towards the leisurely and contented monster.

But he was not nervous, he lifted his fingers and directly clamped Qin Siyi's long sword.

No. Qiao laughed and said arrogant words: "Why doesn't Mo Qianqiu come out? Could it be that he is really hitting the stage of god transformation?"

With a move of Qin Siyi's wrist, a majestic force emerged from the sword.  This sword aura mixed with devilish energy filled his body, making him seem to be shrouded in black energy, looking a little terrible.  He held the sword with one hand, and there was no expression on his handsome face. He calmly said, "Does the palace master need to report to you monsters for anything?"

The smile on No.'s face became stiff, and his face became cold.

In the next moment, the two most powerful magnates here will start a terrifying battle!