Son-in-law Dan Zun

Nowadays, Xuanjie pays much attention to Huangxuan Academy.

Luo Wushu and his party left Huangxuan Academy with their forefoot, and the news spread to the evil races and the heavenly palace outside the territories at an astonishing speed.

Today's Devil Suppression City is filled with a depressed atmosphere.

During this period of time, the human race and the evil races outside the territories broke out many wars, but they did not take advantage of the evil races outside the territory, but they tried their best and sacrificed a large number of powerful people.

Fortunately, the palace lord Xuan Cang arrived in time to stabilize the situation and let the evil race outside the territory be more honest for the time being.

Otherwise, it is very likely that the Devil City has completely fallen.

"Report!"

At this time, a fierce figure shuttled through the town of Demon City, before reaching the Tianxing Palace, the voice was already resounding in the Tianxing Palace.

"In a panic, what kind of style is it!" Xuan Cang appeared, snarled, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The movement of evil races outside the territory has been monitored. They seem to be summoning the strong and preparing to launch an offensive against Demon City again." The visitor said, making the eyes of many strong inside and outside the Tianxing Palace show a sharp look.

The evil race outside the territory has only been honest for a few days, and is it restless again?

"Who gave them the courage, don't you forget, is there a palace lord who is sitting in the town of Devil City today?"

Some strong people spoke indifferently, seeming to have absolute trust in Xuan Cang.

"The palace owner didn't kill them all. It was kind and tolerant to them. Those evil races outside the territories didn't want to be grateful, and even tried to capture the town of Devil. It was just a idiot." Someone said sarcastically, appearing to be filled with righteous indignation.

With the arrival of Xuan Cang, now that the strong inside the Demon Suppression City had the backbone, naturally they didn't pay much attention to the evil races outside the territory.

"You continue to go back to the city gate and guard. The evil race outside the territory wants to capture the town of Devil City, but it is just a dream."

Xuan Cang said in a deep voice.

Immediately, he coordinated the overall situation, and then took the Heavenly Palace powerhouse to the city gate.

"coming!"

Above the city wall, an exclamation sounded.

Suddenly, many eyes suddenly raised, looking into the distance.

There, the mighty and mighty army of evil races from outside the territories was approaching, and a cold and evil aura rolled in, making many people involuntarily showing uncomfortable expressions.

"What an amazing battle!"

"Does the evil race outside the territory intend to launch a final onslaught this time?"

"When did they secretly gather an army of this size?"

Shocking sounds, one after another.

No matter who it is, he can feel a huge oppressive force from the army of evil races outside the territory.

As the army continued to approach, the pressure on the crowd increased a little.

When black energy swept out of the evil race army outside the territory, it radiated the world, as if the end is about to come, giving people a feeling of a dark cloud overwhelming the city and wanting to destroy the city.

This time, the scale of the extraterritorial evil tribe army is unprecedented.

They are not all standing together, but divided into three parts, the upper, the middle and the lower.

The number at the bottom is the largest, and the scale is the largest, and they are all powerful people in the sealed environment.

There are not many powerhouses in the middle level, but each one is a powerful king.

At the top, there are some of the core powerhouses of the evil races outside the territory.

Each of them has a decisive weight among the evil races outside the territory.

For example, Ren Qingying, or the ancestor of the heavenly secret, at this time, they are all at the top level.

But this time, neither Ren Qingying nor the ancestor of Tianji seemed to be the commander-in-chief of the evil tribe outside the territory.

Standing at the top of the core position is a middle-aged figure with an indifferent expression.

An unusually cold breath came out of him inadvertently, making many people feel a pressure from afar.

Everyone is no stranger to the identity of the middle-aged figure.

King Beihan, the cultivation base of Fengwang Peak.

Most of the strong human races have seen or heard of his strength.

Among the people present, apart from Palace Master Xuan Cang, I am afraid that there is no second person who is qualified to be his opponent.

Intuitively feeling the terrifying lineup of the evil race outside the territory, many people couldn't help but shake their minds.

Today, can it really stop the army of evil races outside the territory?

"Xuan Cang, if you are willing to give up your fearless resistance and take the initiative to release my saint army into the town of Demon City, this king promises that you will never kill any soldier in the city of Demon City."

King Beihan spoke indifferently, with a sound like thunder, resounding between the world.

"Enter the Devil City?" Xuan Cang stared at King Beihan and asked indifferently, "Do you think it's possible?"

"Nothing is impossible!" King Beihan sneered nonchalantly, "At best, it is the difference between conquering with fists and shocking with words.

As the words fell, among the army below, there were bursts of sneer laughter, echoing between the world, as if to shake the hearts of the strong human race, make them angry and lose their reason.

"Then let the lord of the palace see how the fists of the evil races outside the territories are different from the past."

Xuan Cang's voice was cold, and he was too lazy to talk to the opponent, waved his palm, and directly ordered: "Ready to do it!"

"Yes!" Loud voices resounded.

The lineup of evil races outside the territories is amazing, but there are also many strong human races in the town of magic.

You know, today's extraterritorial battlefield has almost gathered the entire Profound Realm, with nine out of ten top powerhouses.

King Beihan looked at the ancestor of Tianji, "You will command it!"

"Yes!" The ancestor of Tianji nodded in response.

Immediately, I saw King Beihan flying into the sky, and shouted to Xuan Cang: "Today, this king will accompany you for a good fight!"

"Wuji, you are in charge of the battle below!" Upon seeing this, Xuan Cang also handed over the power of command to Xuan Wuji.

As for himself, he rose into the air and appeared opposite to King Beihan.

boom! boom!

Two amazing auras bloomed at the same time. Before they could really fight each other, two amazing hurricanes were set off in the void, making the clothes of the two hunting and hunting, revealing the incomparable meaning of killing.

"Today, will the palace owner separate from the evil king Beihan for life and death?" Someone raised their heads and stared into the void, and could feel the strong smell of gunpowder between the two sides.

Xuan Wuji raised his head and glanced at Void, then he retracted his gaze and looked at the mighty army of evil races outside the territory.

The battle between his father Xuan Cang and King Beihan is very important, but the battle below him can also not be missed.

Otherwise, today's Devil Town, it is very likely that it will really fall.

The gaze of the Tianji Old Clan also retracted from above the void, and then confronted Xuan Wuji, a strong smell of gunpowder erupted, **** for tat.

"As a human race, it doesn't matter if you don't join forces to resist the evil race outside the territory, you have become a running dog of the evil race outside the territory, you **** it!" Xuan Wuji said coldly.

"Feng Hou Realm powerhouse, line up, prepare to take action!" The ancestor of Tianji ordered in a deep voice.

With his disposition, how could he take Xuan Wuji's words to his heart?

If he didn't agree to the holy race, that's all. If he agreed, he would completely regard himself as a member of the holy race.

As long as he can help the saints and successfully capture the profound realm, in the future, he will naturally have his own way to write history.

He will not be stinking for thousands of years...