Chapter 1513

Song Fei was not afraid of Yanhong's obstruction, but he was worried about the safety of the devil blood ant. He said loudly, "hurry, announce the end of the trial."

In the magic moon array, after the rampant power of everyone, it has become increasingly weak and is about to fall apart. Moreover, many demon kings have been bitten by the array and have been injured to varying degrees. It is impossible to rebuild the magic moon array.

As for the killing blood array, it's OK to fight against one or two experts, but it's useless to rely on the strength of these people to fight against these talented armies.

Song Fei is worried. If he delays any longer, even if his magic blood ant doesn't die, he will become a light pole commander. Who will fight for him at that time? Who looks for treasures and transports minerals for themselves? It is impossible to plunder the demon world without a large number of subordinates.

The initiative is in Yanhong's hands. If he delays for a moment, he will suffer heavy losses.

Song Fei thought: even if the trial is announced to be over, those who fight will not stop quickly. I hope they don't break the magic moon array. Otherwise, those who fail may want to kill my subordinates in the demon world to vent their anger. Where can their shrimp soldiers and crab generals stand the ravages of these experts.

Suddenly, a voice spread all over Song Fei's territory: "the blood refining is over, and the winner Yue Tianyu and the immortal and devil circles quickly retreat. They are not allowed to continue the struggle, otherwise, there will be no amnesty."

Song Fei was overjoyed. Yanhong asked them to stop immediately and then left the territory. In this way, his subordinates had no worries about their lives.

Yanhong's order represents the emperor of heaven. I'm afraid no one dares to disobey it.

At the same time, another voice also sounded in everyone's ears: "people in the demon world, leave this area quickly, otherwise there will be no amnesty."

The master of the demon family also came out and announced. At this time, Song Fei's heart was finally relieved.

Beside Song Fei, Qin Xiaoru looked at the direction behind him and said, "husband, the prohibition that envelops this territory has disappeared."

Song Fei nodded. It seems that the master has opened this space. It must not be long before the demon family experts will retreat, and the separation of demon blood ants can also breathe a sigh of relief. I just don't know whether the magic Moon Magic array can scare people. If not, I will be besieged by the demon family genius.

After the end of blood refining, when these talents return, no one cares about the little man of magic blood ant.

From the magic moon array, we can see that all kinds of geniuses have stopped fighting, and then rush towards the rear like a tide, gradually away from the direction of the magic palace.

Many demon emperors and princes were finally relieved. They felt lucky for the rest of their lives. In the face of so many experts, the people of the demon clan would feel fear and powerlessness no matter how bloodthirsty they were.

"Let's go, they're gone at last." finally, a demon king stood up where he sat and shouted loudly. Then more and more shouts began to ring out in the demon palace.

This time, Song Fei let them shout and roar wantonly, enjoying the joy of the rest of his life. This time, thanks to the concerted efforts of so many people, otherwise he would not be able to complete the task. If there are so many enemies, he is afraid that he will worry about his life.

Tonghe, sitting under the throne, looked at the empty throne, and his heart trembled suddenly, as if he had lost the most important thing.

She knew what blood refining meant. He was worried about the separation of magic blood ants since he heard the word blood refining,

Is the blood refining over, then Optimus, is he still alive?

Tonghe rushed out of the hall as fast as possible. At the moment, the magic palace is still shrouded by the magic moon array, which can not bring a broad vision to Tonghe.

The river turned into a dark light, flying rapidly around the demon palace, looking for it, and never letting go of any corner.

People of their own power found one batch after another, but after looking for a long time, Tonghe still didn't see the black figure or the scarlet cloak.

Tonghe looked at the direction of the devil hall. There seemed to be a solemn, dignified and terrible Optimus sitting there. He was a little afraid of him.

Slowly, Tonghe kept looking at the river and smiled, with a sad smile.

The throne in the magic hall was still empty. There was no familiar figure. Tonghe found that the figure went into the bottom of his heart unconsciously.

Tonghe found tears in his eyes. When he found them, Tonghe stubbornly wiped them dry and said with a sad smile, "it's just a demon who kills innocent people. Why should I worry about his comfort. When he's dead, I can go back to my world."

I think so in my heart, but the body of Tonghe continues to turn into streamer and continue to search for corners that I haven't looked for before.

Tonghe told himself that even if he saw his body, he must not be sad for him. He just used himself. Although he restored his strength, he also fought in the demon world for him. He and he were just a fair deal.

After half a column of incense, the Tonghe River fell in a piece of ruins. This is an uninhabited ruins. At least under the fog, there is not a person around.

Tonghe sat on a big stone and took off his helmet, revealing the peerless face of upside down sentient beings. His eyes were red and swollen, and there were tears around his eyes.

Finally, Tonghe covered his face with his hands and cried loudly, "where are you? Come out, asshole, aren't you strong? How can you die? Come out and tell me you're okay."

He said so, but he knew the cruel river of blood refining, but his reason told him that the demon leader selected for blood refining had never survived. Especially this time, the winner of blood refining was the fairy world, and there were no two sides between immortals and demons. How could the winner forgive the life of the demon family.

Tonghe thought that with Qingtian's hard character, he would never easily hand over the magic sword.

Song Fei has been confirmed dead in his heart, but Tonghe still holds an illusion that a figure suddenly appears in front of him, the scarlet cloak floats behind him, and the two magic swords are held in his hands, sending out a shocking killing intention to the sky.

"Woo woo!" the more I think of the fallen figure, the more sadness in Tonghe's heart, and the tears stay uncontrollably.

The figure sitting on the boulder on the ruins appears particularly desolate and lonely. The desolate ruins and a beautiful face constitute an extremely beautiful scenery.

"Click!" suddenly someone stepped on the stones in the ruins and crushed them.

"Who!" Tonghe subconsciously raised his head. In front of her, a scarlet cloak rippled in the wind. A black figure was looking at himself with an inexplicable smile. The night wind blew his long hair, and Tonghe saw a face full of evil.