The Eight-winged Demon Oriole was once the companion of the Night Demon Emperor. She was originally an eighth-stage Dao Affirmation expert. Fifty years ago, during the battle of Xuanyuan Royal City, the guardian of the Xuanyuan Family, the Dragon Emperor, died fighting for Xuanyuan Gaoyan. The dragon's body was eaten by the beasts. Gou 'zi and Jiu Ying devoured the black dragon's flesh, but the dragon's heart was taken by Mo Oriole.
As a result, her cultivation was one step closer to the Dao Affirmation Emperor Realm. She almost had the strength of a Dao Affirmation expert.
Unfortunately, due to the limit of her lifespan, her Dao Affirmation body was severely withered. Mo Oriole lost the opportunity to become a Dao Affirmation Emperor. She didn't have enough power to completely break through the Dao Affirmation Emperor Realm. The greatest benefit that the black dragon Dao Affirmation brought her was that it extended her lifespan by a few decades.
Perhaps, today was the last time she fought for the Night Asura Sect.
However, in this battle, almost no one below the Dao Affirmation Emperor Realm could withstand the attacks of the Eight-winged Demon Oriole.
Her pitch-black wings flapped, creating a terrifying turbulence. Countless powerful flying beasts of the Demon Race were sucked into the turbulence, wailing as they were torn into pieces. Grandma Nightingale fought until the sky turned dark, entering an unstoppable state. Her body was surrounded by boundless black Qi, and her claws were like blades. It was as if she wanted to use all her strength to win for Ye Ning Hong.
"Ning Lie."
Ning Kong stabbed out with his thick spear, which pierced through the chest of an elder from the Divine Hall. The powerful Dao Affirmation Law shattered the Dao flames on the elder's body into nothingness, including the elder's body.
Seeing how powerful Mo Oriole was, Ning Kong roared and stabbed his spear towards Grandma Nightingale.
In these fifty years, Ning Kong had also advanced from a lower-stage Dao Affirmation Emperor to a high-level Dao Affirmation Emperor. His cultivation was now at the seventh-stage Dao Affirmation Emperor Realm. His younger brother, Ning Lie, was the same. The two of them entered the God Burial Ruins with Ning Tianxing and obtained many opportunities to improve their cultivation. Ning Tianxing had never mistreated them.
At this time, Ning Kong stepped out and traversed the space. His mighty body descended above Mo Ying. The spear in his hand slashed down, drawing a beam of light of the Great Path. Ning Lie and Ning Kong had a tacit understanding. When they heard the sound, they broke through the encirclement from another battle group. No one could stop them along the way. Ning Kong's physique was even more burly than Ning Kong's. His thick and heavy fist punched out fiercely. A fist of rules blasted out diagonally. At the same time, it hit Mo Ying's imperial body.
Granny Nightingale felt the two overbearing rules of the Will of the Great Path descending upon her. She let out a long howl and flapped her wings upwards. A terrifying storm rolled up and blocked Ning Kong's spear. At the same time, she ignored Ning Lie's fist aura of the Will of the Great Path and actually rushed towards it. Her huge sharp claws clawed at it directly. There was a deafening impact. As the feathers scattered all over the sky, blood spurted out from both Granny Nightingale and Ning Lie at the same time.
"Ah."
Ning Lie could not help but let out a scream. The arm that had struck out with the fist aura was torn off by Granny Nightingale. If he had not dodged in time, his head would have exploded under the other claw.
However, at this time, a beam of spear light pierced through the sky and ruthlessly pierced Mo Ying's wings. Ning Kong's first spear strike was blocked. He struck again with his second spear and hit his opponent directly. The Emperor's Light around him surged violently. It was incomparably majestic. Strands of dazzling Will of the Way rushed along the spear into Mo Ying's flesh, intending to shatter her wings.
Mo Ying's enormous Emperor body also erupted with surging black light. A thick layer of haze enveloped the space. She struggled with all her might. Her Emperor qi was stronger than Ning Kong's and she could not allow her opponent to tear her wings apart.
However, suddenly, a ferocious snow-white giant Peng flew over from afar. Its body was covered in frost, and it rolled up a monstrous cold current. The Peng's feathers drew a terrifying light. It was like a sharp blade wrapped in frost that ruthlessly slashed at Mo Ying's body.
Swoosh!
Three black wings separated from Mo Ying's body. Emperor's blood rained down, and an old cry of pain came from the void. Then, Mo Ying flew out from the cold air. She stopped high in the sky and stared at the opposite side with a pair of sharp eyes. Her huge body was covered in frost, and she trembled frequently. At this moment, it was difficult for her to maintain her balance.
"I'll deal with Mo Ying. You guys go break the city quickly."
A human voice came from the Frost Giant Peng's mouth. Its huge wings flapped, sweeping out waves of cold current. It also stared coldly at Mo Ying.
"Let's go." Ning Kong did not stay. He left with Ning Lie, who had lost an arm, and rushed toward the battle in Feng City.
Mo Ying's cultivation was extremely high. It would be dangerous for Ning Lie to continue fighting with his injuries. The Frost Giant Peng was the uncle of the Peng King. Its cultivation was at the peak of the Eighth Tier, infinitely close to becoming a Great Emperor. It was relatively easy for it to deal with Mo Ying. Moreover, Mo Ying was injured and had lost three wings. She might not be a match for the Frost Giant Peng.
"We're both demons. Where's your demon nature? You're enslaved by humans and fought for them. Where's your dignity?" the Frost Giant Peng said in an extremely domineering voice. Mo Ying should be a demon's companion.
"Aren't you also fighting for humans?" Grandma Ye Ying said slowly.
Demon nature?
She had been in contact with humans for too long. She had almost forgotten that she was a demon.
Speaking of enslavement, whether it was the Night Demon Emperor or Ye Ninghong today, they had never forced her to do anything against her conscience. In the eyes of the Night Luo Palace disciples, although she was a demon, she was a kind and respectable elder. The Night Demon and Ye Ninghong treated her as family. She also treated them as family.
On the other hand, the Snow Peng Clan was laughable. She did not know if Crown Prince Ning Wu, who regarded himself as the chosen one, would treat the demons of the Demon Forest as family after the southern region was stabilized. Perhaps they would be the poor creatures enslaved.
But the premise was that Ning Tianxing had to survive this battle and Dendi's hands.
Boom!
This space was covered by frost and black fog. Extremely fierce sounds of battle could be heard. Demon Oriole and Frost Snow Peng were both demon cultivators, but they had chosen different paths. They each fought for their beliefs.
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The sound of guqin flowed, and the sound of swords clanged. Qin Hao and Ning Tianxing faced each other across the sky. Light flickered on their bodies, and they each released the power of their Will. They stood in the midst of the chaotic battle, but no one dared to disturb them.
However, their Will of Dao covered every part of the battlefield, and it almost reached every soldier who was fighting. They tried to influence the direction of the battle and fight for an advantage for their side.
At this time, far away from the sky of Feng City, it was absolutely high up in the sky. Several balls of Emperor's Light clashed back and forth in the space. The battle was especially fierce. Beams of Will of Dao slashed out terrifying cracks in the sky. Different rules tore and eroded the Great Path, creating an extremely terrifying scene. It was as if doomsday had arrived.
Whether it was Ancestor Ning, Ancestor Fox, Shou Wuque, or Holy Emperor Jiang, all of them avoided affecting the battle below. They knew very well what kind of damage their power would cause to the low-level Emperors and ordinary cultivators below. It was devastating. Any one of them had the power to destroy both armies.
At this time, in the battle between Holy Emperor Jiang and Ancestor Fox, endless poisonous gas formed an absolute domain that sealed everything and trapped Ancestor Fox within. Just as Qin Hao said, Holy Emperor Jiang's Great Path attack was indeed not strong. Its advantage was that it was well-prepared. When the poisonous power accumulated, it would become extremely ferocious. If one couldn't kill the enemy as soon as possible, Holy Emperor Jiang's Rule of Dao would become stronger and stronger.
At least for now, Holy Emperor Jiang had successfully trapped Ancestor Fox. No matter how he struggled in the poisonous light, there was nothing he could do.
"Haha, I've saved a lifetime of people, and I've also killed a lifetime of people. Old Qin said that my Alchemy Dao was impure and that I was more suitable to be a poison cultivator. After trying it out today, I realized that my Thearch Dao was wrong. If I had known earlier, I would have focused on cultivating the Poison Dao. Why do you think I fought with him back then?"
Holy Emperor Jiang shook his head repeatedly. Qin Hao was right, but he was wrong. If he could do it all over again, he would want to be an evil apothecary. The matter of saving people should have been done by Dendi. If even Dendi couldn't detoxify his poison that day, wouldn't he have won?
Sigh, I'm ashamed. One wrong step and my entire Great Path was crooked. I don't know if there will be a chance to change it in the future.
At this time, opposite Holy Emperor Jiang, the surging poisonous light turned into a dark green poisonous gas domain. It was incomparably strong, and the naked eye couldn't see through this poisonous fog at all. Ancestor Fox, who was trapped in the depths of the Poison Dao, roared angrily as he listened to Holy Emperor Jiang talking to himself leisurely outside.
At this time, Ancestor Fox transformed into his true form, a huge Heavenly Fox. His seven tails swayed, and his soul was connected to his seven tails. As the Poison Dao became stronger and stronger, he was extremely nervous and was ready to cut off his tail to save himself at any time.
Ancestor Fox's huge body was wrapped in a thick layer of cold air, which frantically prevented the poison from entering. Although this white protective layer of cold air blocked the poison outside, the poison gathered and did not dissipate. The corrosive effect was getting stronger and stronger. Ancestor Fox didn't know how long he could last. He kept feeling that the cold air would corrode him in the next second and poison him to death.
Even worse, Old Monster Jiang's poison was very effective against his Life Spirit. One poison could poison a large area and poison his entire body. Once he was corroded by the Poison Dao, he didn't doubt that his seven tails would all turn dark green. At that time, his entire body would be poisoned. How would he save himself?
"Don't be so smug. Wait until Ancestor Ning kills that brat and comes to help the Old Man. I will definitely turn you into the world's most beautiful ice sculpture and put you back in your Sect so that your disciples can worship you."
Ancestor Fox gritted his teeth and roared. He no longer dared to underestimate Holy Emperor Jiang. This old poison made him feel an unprecedented sense of danger.
"I've lived for more than half a generation, and this is the first time I've heard someone praise me for being beautiful."
Holy Emperor Jiang was admiring his masterpiece from the outside. When he heard Ancestor Fox's words, he felt a sense of worry. He turned his head and looked at the other battle in the sky. He saw that the sword Qi was exploding very fiercely.
Shou Wuque was still a little inexperienced. Holy Emperor Jiang could sense from the sword light that Shou Wuque was in a very bad situation. He was indeed worried that Ancestor Ning would kill him.
Qin Hao had instructed him that no matter what, he was not allowed to interfere in the battle of First Wu Que. The Alchemy Emperor's decision was naturally reasonable. This battle might really be very dangerous, but which ambitious and ruthless person in this world had not been reborn from a calamity of death?
Holy Emperor Jiang believed that Shou Wuque could also be reborn from death. Qin Hao's judgment was not wrong.
Whoosh!
A golden dragon's shadow pierced through the sky. In an instant, the ten thousand swords were shattered. Shou Wuque's body was submerged by the golden dragon's shadow. The laws in his body were immediately thrown into chaos. His meridians exploded, and countless bloody holes appeared on his body. He was shaken and frantically retreated. His hair was messy, and he was instantly dyed in blood.
"That's it?"
Ancestor Ning said casually. His voice was indifferent. "I originally thought that you could withstand three of my moves. In the end, after the second move, you lost the ability to continue fighting. The number one genius of the Sword Sect in the Southern Region is only so-so."
Number one in all of history?
Shou Wuque was indeed outstanding, but he was not worthy of the title of number one in all of history.
The sound of the guqin flowed, drifting towards the sky. Ancestor Ning looked down. His eyes seemed to pierce through space and see everything. He frowned slightly. Ning Tianxing's guqin was becoming more and more urgent. It was obvious that the battle was not going well.
"Forget it. The Old Man has lost interest in you. Makumonji's nephew was able to die at the hands of the Old Man. His life was not in vain. I will bestow upon you this supreme glory."
Ancestor Ning's arm slowly lifted towards Shou Wuque. He had to rush over to support the battle. He had to destroy that damned city wall. He would let the number one swordsman in all of history in the Southern Region nurse a grievance.