Fantasy: Reborn tiger demon, more children and more blessings will make you stronger

One day before the stream.

The earth was torn apart, and the charred marks were crisscrossed, as if it was scratched by the claws of the devil.

The originally lush forest was now only left with broken branches and trees, with wisps of black smoke.

The battle between the human and demon races has been going on for most of the time, and both sides have suffered heavy losses.

The body of the Qingming Patriarch was shrouded in a layer of dark mist, and the familiar face became distorted and hideous.

His eyes flashed with a strange red light, revealing endless evil and coldness.

He was suspended in the air, overlooking the people below, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't take everyone seriously at all.

On the demon side, many monsters were full of fear and uneasiness.

"Your Majesty the Demon King, the power of the demon race is too terrible, we can't compete at all, let's retreat!" An old fox demon said in a trembling voice.

Its eyes were full of despair.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Demon King, if you keep the green mountains, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood." A white tiger demon also echoed.

Its body was covered with wounds and bloodstains.

But the Demon King rejected their proposal.

"Retreat? Where else can we retreat to?"

The Demon King laughed bitterly.

Then he looked up at the Qingming Patriarch in the air with a solemn expression, his eyes firm and resolute.

His handsome face was now covered with dust and blood, but it still could not cover up his innate majesty.

"Today's battle is inevitable."

The Demon King's voice was low and powerful, as if announcing his determination.

Then, the Demon King turned his head and looked at his children.

A trace of tenderness and reluctance flashed in his eyes, but was soon replaced by determination.

"From now on, this demon clan will depend on you." The Demon King's voice trembled slightly.

The prince and the eldest princess wanted to say something, but the words were swallowed back when they came to their lips.

The Demon King took out a pill from his arms and put it into his mouth without hesitation.

In an instant, his body radiated a dazzling light, and his aura suddenly surged. The powerful power fluctuations distorted the surrounding air.

Seeing the Demon King's aura surge.

But the Qingming Patriarch laughed loudly, and his laughter was particularly harsh, as if it would penetrate everyone's soul.

"You are just struggling to death."

The Qingming Patriarch looked sarcastic, and he looked at the Demon King as if he was looking at prey.

Because they need to refine the Demon King into a pill to make themselves break through and prolong their lifespan.

The Demon King did not respond to the Qingming Patriarch. He held the staff tightly in his hand, and he shouted and took the lead in launching an attack.

His figure flashed and came to my Qingming Patriarch.

I saw a brilliant light shooting out from the staff, like a long rainbow piercing the sun, rushing straight to the Qingming Patriarch.

This light seemed to shatter the space and instantly came to the Qingming Patriarch.

"As expected, the vitality of your demon race is tenacious."

"At this point, you can still burst out such a powerful force."

"But it's good this way."

"The more you struggle, the more excited I am."

Ancestor Qingming said, swinging the black sword in his hand and easily blocking the attack.

The sword and the staff intersected, bursting out dazzling sparks, and the powerful energy impact spread to the surroundings, raising a gust of wind.

The demon king flashed and instantly appeared on the left side of the Qingming ancestor. The staff was swung again, bringing a gust of wind.

Ancestor Qingming dodged sideways and stabbed the demon king with a backhanded sword.

The demon king hurriedly retreated.

The two of them fought back and forth, and the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

Bang bang bang... boom boom boom...

The surrounding mountains continued to collapse, and the earth trembled violently, as if the end of the world was coming.

Hu Xiao and others watched the battle from a distance, their hearts were in their throats, their eyes were fixed on the battlefield, and their expressions were nervous.

"This battle is too terrible. Can the Demon King defeat the Qingming Ancestor?" a demon whispered.

The human race was also worried.

They could see that the current Qingming Ancestor was no longer the Qingming Ancestor.

They all retreated, fearing that they would be affected by the aftermath of the battle.

"What can we do? If the Demon King is defeated, our demon race will face a catastrophe." A demon general said worriedly.

"Don't panic. We must believe in the Demon King." Another general comforted, but his eyes were also full of anxiety.

On the battlefield, the battle between the Demon King and the Qingming Ancestor became more and more intense.

The Demon King cast various powerful spells, and flames, frost, and lightning intertwined to form a gorgeous and deadly scene.

The Qingming Ancestor relied on the power of the demon race to respond to the Demon King's attack with powerful attack and defense.

The sword light was like a dragon, as if it cut through piece after piece of space.

"Demon King, you can't defeat me, just surrender!" Qingming Patriarch laughed wildly and swung his sword at the Demon King again.

The Demon King gritted his teeth and fought hard.

"Even if I die in battle, I won't let you succeed!" The Demon King roared.

As time went by, the Demon King's physical strength gradually declined, and his movements became slower.

Qingming Patriarch saw the right opportunity and stabbed the Demon King in the chest with a sword.

At this critical moment, the Demon King suddenly burst out with a powerful force and repelled Qingming Patriarch.

Qingming Patriarch stabilized his body, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but soon returned to that contemptuous look.

"Hmph, even if you try your best, it will be useless." Ancestor Qingming rushed forward again.

The sharp sword energy mercilessly chopped down on the body of the Demon King.

It seemed that the world was also split into two by Ancestor Qingming under this sword.

However, this time the Demon King did not continue to talk to Ancestor Qingming directly, but flashed quickly.

The Demon King, who was born to control space, wanted to avoid the attack of Ancestor Qingming easily.

Ancestor Qingming, who was defeated several times in a row, was furious.

"Demon King, you don't think that I can't do anything to you if you keep hiding like this, right?"

After saying this, a stream of black air came out of his body, spreading around like a fountain.

But soon, Ancestor Qingming's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Damn it, what were you doing just now?"

A sudden sentence.

The people and monsters present were stunned, and they all looked up.

But they found that when the black smoke coming out of Ancestor Qingming's body spread to a certain distance, it suddenly stopped.

It was as if an invisible wall appeared in the sky, or more precisely, a cube, trapping the Qingming Patriarch inside.

The Demon King covered the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered.

"Of course I'm going to kill you."

"No!"

"Old thing, you should have died a long time ago. To be more precise, I should kill the evil spirit in your body."

"Hahaha!" As soon as the Demon King finished speaking, the Qingming Patriarch suddenly sneered.

"Kill me?"

"Do you have the ability to do that?"

"Then let's try." The Demon King stared at the Qingming Patriarch with cold eyes.

The next moment, a golden light suddenly ignited between the Demon King's eyebrows, and his aura broke through again, vaguely touching the threshold of the Demon Emperor.