I Have a Trillion Protagonist’s Halo

"presumptuous!"

Benson was so frightened that everyone was stupid, and he quickly shouted: "What kind of stalwart is Senior Su Zhansu?

He is the worship object of our Purple Demon Tribe, how can we be disadvantageous to Senior Su?

As for the clan king... He wanted to kill Senior Su, but now he has been beheaded by Senior Su! "

"what?!"

The holy demon general was suddenly shocked: "The clan king died? Or was he killed by Su Zhan?

how can that be!

Su Zhan is still in the spirit world! "

"Nonsense! Senior Su is right in front of you!"

Benson said angrily: "Don't hurry up and confess your guilt to Senior Su! Don't you want to live!"

"Senior Su, please forgive me!"

Although the holy demon general was still a little unacceptable in his heart, he also knew that Benson would never dare to joke about the life and death of the clan king!

In other words, the clan king is really dead!

He was killed by the black-robed man in front of him!

And this man in black robe was the Su Zhan he was looking for!

Even if I think about it, I can't imagine why Su Zhan from the spiritual world would appear in the demon world.

They even killed their clan king!

But at this time, he couldn't care about so much, and could only beg for mercy.

Live first.

Su Zhan looked at the space passage, then looked at Benson and the other demons, and there was a trace of killing intent in his eyes.

Seeing Su Zhan's thoughts, Benson was extremely terrified, and quickly said: "Senior Su! Even if you kill us, this site will soon be occupied by other demons!

They will use this space channel to invade the eastern wasteland of the spiritual world!

But as long as you are willing to let us go, our Purple Demon Tribe is willing to swear by our inner demons, if we take another step into the spiritual world, we will not die!

I beg you, senior, to see that we also have relatives and friends, and we don’t want to fight, but we are forced to spare our lives when we have to be ordered by the clan king! "

finished,

Benson also knelt on the ground, uneasy in his heart.

Su Zhan's eyes fell on him, he pondered for three seconds, and felt that it was useless to kill them.

It would be better for the Purple Demon Tribe to guard the periodic space passage here like the Three-Eyed Demons he conquered back then. Perhaps, it would be better for the Eastern Wilderness Region.

Moreover, after all, this space passage is only a holy demon level. When he returns to the Xuantian Holy Land and refines a few half-step heaven-level puppet guards, there is no need to worry too much.

Thinking like this, he nodded: "I am not a bloodthirsty person, since you said so, I am also willing to give you a chance.

But if you break your promise, I will come back to Demon Realm and wipe out your Purple Demon tribe from Demon Realm. "

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Benson breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked Su Zhan's back who had already walked towards the space channel: "Thank you for the grace of not killing Senior Su!"

...

Spirit World, Eastern Wasteland, Xuantian Holy Land.

The Holy Master Mo Wentian held the Xuantian Spirit Sword in his hand and was confronting a half-step demon.

Around him, Tang Wujian, Che Heng... all the holy kings found their opponents to fight!

Farther away, Xuantian Holy Land elders, deacons, principals... core disciples, inner disciples, and even seedlings!

All are fighting!

Rumble!

The mountain collapsed.

Earthquake cracks.

The river dried up.

Trees burn.

The palaces and pavilions are shattered!

Thirty thousand miles of Xuantian Holy Land.

It's a mess at the moment!

One after another corpses lay out!

The blood flowed into the river channel that was instantly evaporated by the magic of the demons, and gathered into a river of blood!

Everyone in Xuantian Holy Land, even Lei Shi Xiaobubai, is fighting at this time!

Fight for survival!

Thirty thousand demons are still besieging Xuantian Holy Land, and there is no way to retreat!

Of course, the attack of the demons was not very smooth, and even the number of corpses of the demons was more than that of the Xuantian Holy Land!

After all, the Holy Land has many convenient formations. In the case that the difference in strength between the two is not too big, with the power of the formation, the advantage is huge!

"Holy Master Xuantian, although it seems that you and I are at a stalemate right now, do you know that?"

That half-step demon, who is also the vanguard leader of the Purple Demon Tribe, said coldly, "There is the entire Purple Demon Tribe behind me!

Soon, there will be more than ten half-step demons coming!

You surrender now and hand over Su Zhan, there is still time!

Otherwise, when my backup arrives, none of you will want to live! "

"You have backup, don't we!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were cold: "Don't forget that this is the Eastern Desolate Territory. When the reinforcements from the royal family of the Tianxuan Dynasty arrive, you will also have no chance to retreat!"

"I really don't know how to live or die!"

The leader of the Demon Race Pioneer said angrily: "Okay, I want to see how long you can stop us with these great formations!"

After speaking, he took the lead in attacking the formation barrier in front of Mo Wentian.

When he made his move, Mo Wentian also greeted him.

Although there is a formation to protect the core area within 5,000 miles of the Holy Land, if he does not act to stop these demons, the formation will also be broken quickly, and then there will be no barrier protection at all!

The rest of the Xuantian Holy Land obviously knew this, and they were desperately trying to kill the enemy.

But even so.

Half an hour later, a total of twenty-six formations in Xuantian Holy Land were destroyed.

Even the core formation was breached!

Losing the protection of the formation, the battlefield situation changed suddenly!

The demons of the Purple Demon Tribe, which were already stronger, instantly gained the upper hand.

"Hahaha! The formation is broken, I see what else you can fight with me!"

The vanguard leader of the Purple Demon Tribe laughed proudly: "The ants of the Xuantian Holy Land, just now, I gave you a chance, you don't cherish it, now, after killing you, I will find Su Zhan, even the elite prepared by the clan king will be used. No way!"

"Kill Su Zhan..."

Tang Wujian angrily said: "If Su Zhan is here, it's your turn to be presumptuous!"

Hearing this, the other elders all sighed.

There is some despair in his eyes.

If Su Zhan was here, he should be able to save Xuantian Holy Land, right?

But...that's not good either.

Although Su Zhan can kill the heavenly beings, according to what this Demon Race said, what kind of Purple Demon Tribe is extremely powerful. If the ten half-step heavenly demons add up, perhaps even Su Zhan will temporarily retreat for one or two?

The Xuantian Holy Master Mo Wentian clenched the Xuantian Spirit Sword in his hand, took a deep breath, and said with a firm look, "It's not over yet, the victory or defeat is still unknown!

But no matter what, I want to surrender to your demons and dream! "

"Okay, since you're so—huh?"

Before he finished speaking, the Demon Race Pioneer Commander sensed something and looked back.

Seeing the space fluctuations around the huge space channel about thirty miles away from him, he smiled: "Did you see, the reinforcements of our Purple Demon Tribe have arrived, and where are your reinforcements?"

Seeing this scene, the other Demons of the Purple Demon Tribe also greatly increased their confidence, and they were all overjoyed.

As for Mo Wentian, his heart sank.

Originally, it was already a battle with a very low chance of winning.

Now, the Demon Race has reinforcements. Although he doesn’t want to admit it, he has to admit at this moment that the Xuantian Holy Land is probably over for today...

Tang Liuxue, Tang Wujian, Ye Qingyu, Lei Shi Xiaobubai, Zhang Ling... Everyone in Xuantian Holy Land, their eyes fell on the space channel belonging to the demon world.

At this moment, they are all a little desperate.

Just when they were desperate and ready to fight their way out.

A figure wearing a black robe, with a face shrouded in black mist.

Get out of the black hole vortex formed by the space channel!