When the demon king heard this sound, he felt familiar. Looking back at Chen Ming, he saw Chen Ming stretch out his left hand and press his shoulder. In his right hand, he was already holding a national instrument and pierced his abdomen, "Chen... Ming..."

Chen Ming reaches out his hand to push down the demon king, and the blood flows to the ground along the sword in his hand. Then Chen Ming looks at Zhuo Qingyao at the gate. At the moment, Zhuo Qingyao is covered with blood, but most of them are the enemy's.

Zhuo Qingyao also looked at Chen Ming from a distance. Naturally, Zhuo Qingyao found that Chen Ming had arrived. Chen Ming smiled at Zhuo Qingyao, then waved ten thousand heavenly bamboos, took ten thousand swords out of their scabbards and flew towards the city wall. Chen Ming's accomplishments in arrays were enough to see through these arrays at a glance, directly controlled the spirit sword to destroy the array eyes of these arrays, but in a moment, The city walls collapsed one after another, and the city walls five miles to the left and right of Chen Ming had collapsed.

There was such a huge gap in the city wall that many practitioners of the right path rushed together and killed the people of the demon sect!

Zhuo Qingyao stepped on Xiangyun and came to Chen Ming. She arched her hands and said, "master."

Chen Ming stretched out his hands and pressed Zhuo Qingyao's shoulder. He looked carefully around, "aren't you hurt?"

Zhuo Qingyao said, "it's all right. It's all skin trauma."

Chen Ming said, "with your current hard cultivation, you should not leave scars. You should be as beautiful as before, but you should be careful. Go."

Zhuo Qingyao suddenly said, "master, why do you suddenly care if I will become ugly because of scars?"

Chen Ming said, "it's not beautiful. People of other sects may think I treat you badly, which will affect my reputation as a teacher!"

Zhuo Qingyao gave Chen Ming a white look and thought that there was something else. She directly took the men and horses and continued to kill him.

At this time, Ling Xian excitedly came to Chen Ming, a foot away from Chen Ming. Seeing that master was in love with the eldest martial sister just now, Ling Xian estimated that maybe master would also be in love with me, and then pass me more magic fighting skills?

Ling Xian said wrongfully, "master, my hands are almost broken!"

Chen Ming glanced at it and said, "man, what's the matter with a little injury? Hurry to kill the enemy for the teacher. I remember that when you practice Taoism, you can't use your magic power!"

Ling Xian: This is totally different from the treatment of elder martial sister!

Chen Ming continued, "get out of here. I'm busy as a teacher!"

Look at elder martial sister's injury. I'm not busy when I look so carefully!

This is definitely sexism!

Chen Ming closes his eyes. Wan Jian starts to kill wantonly under his control. Chen Ming wants to make a hole for the army outside!

Countless spirit swords are flying, and all kinds of sword techniques with sword meaning are displayed to kill King level one by one!

Around Chen Ming, a demon sect practitioner fell down one after another.

However, with the Kung Fu of a cup of tea, there was no one standing around him.

With the army of iron ox Valley and sword King Pavilion suddenly entering, the whole war situation suddenly changed dramatically. The monarchs attacking on the periphery of the city wall finally understood Chen Ming's meaning. Now the other party's resistance has become weaker and weaker, "attack, attack, today, we must kill them!"

One wall after another was broken. Although the demon sect was on the defensive, at the moment, the righteous practitioners attacked both sides, making them unable to look ahead and backward. Zuo you was embarrassed!

However, the above order is a dead battle, and they have to continue to fight. One by one, the practitioners of the demon sect fell down, and the gap in the city wall became more and more, bigger and bigger. More and more right paths rushed into the camp of the demon sect and began to attack wantonly!

Above the ground, the big flag of the demon sect fell down, fell in a pool of blood and became red. Then the flame rose and lit the flag. Although it was night, there was fire everywhere in the battlefield at the moment, and the whole front was as bright as day.

Chen Ming flew into the sky and looked at the battlefield hundreds of miles long. He sighed endlessly. Destiny, I don't care about your destiny. Now I'll write the script!

Destiny, what is destiny? The flames everywhere are destiny. The so-called destiny is to become a king and defeat an enemy!

The world of practitioners has always been so cruel. The Tao is different. Only life and death can be divided between right and wrong!

At the moment, Chen Ming can really say that most of the world has come into my hands!

The war is still going on. At the moment, the right way is full of high morale, but the demon sect is losing step by step.

The right way is full of energy and momentum. It beats the demon sect into flowers and water, and the corpses pile up like a mountain. Countless King levels enter the Taoist realm, and the great king falls in this night.

Bi Yuesheng looked at the battlefield. The demon clan had been defeated. Although they were practicing demons, they still knew they were afraid. Now their morale was very low. If they continued to fight, they would just die.

"Second brother, we can't fight any more. If we continue to fight, we really don't have any hope of fighting again!"

The second leader of the demon sect took a look at the battlefield. At the moment, the battlefield is already defeated. The demon sect has been beaten down, and countless practitioners of the demon sect have fallen from the sky.

And those who practice the right way are just as powerful as bamboo at the moment! The second leader of the demon sect knew that every time he hesitated for a period of time, tens of thousands of practitioners of the demon sect would die. If he continued, he would be a complete failure. The second leader of the demon sect had no choice but to bow his head and said, "withdraw now. When the eldest brother recovers his injury, we still have a chance!" Bi Yuesheng said with great joy: "withdraw, the second brother has a life, withdraw!" Finally, the demon sect heard the news of the withdrawal. They left their original positions and began to withdraw. Where would the right way miss such a good opportunity and pursue the past all the way. It was night when the demon sect was defeated. The whole army of the demon sect fought hard, left countless bodies and began to flee to the base camp of the demon sect. Chen Ming ordered to chase and kill the enemy for three days and kill more than one million enemies. Then Chen Ming ordered to stop the chase and kill. Now he has great advantages. There is no need to let the chasing army go deep alone and be ambushed by the demon sect. The decisive battle between the Zhengdao and the demons ended in a complete victory of the Zhengdao. Chen Ming, who commanded the war, has a high prestige and has the momentum of the Lord of the Zhengdao. In the command hall before the demon sect, Chen Ming and all the monarchs gathered together and began to count the war results. The person in charge of counting the results of the war is zitianzang. Chen Ming directly asked, "how many enemies did you cut in this world war?" Zitianzang was overjoyed and said, "in this war, we are as powerful as bamboo. Together with the pursuit and killing all the way, we have killed more than seven million enemies! The remnant army of the demon sect has only about three million left and fled back. This time, the demon sect has lost its vitality! " Chen Ming nodded slightly and then continued to ask, "what about us?" Zitianzang said, "although we won a great victory, we still paid more than two million practitioners. Many practitioners are injured, and the spirit armor of the spirit soldiers is damaged. We need to repair it!" Chen Ming nodded slightly and looked at his two level B tasks: the evil ghost will eventually return to hell, with a progress of 73%. Total war, progress 58%. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.