At this moment, Dongyang's terrible body was a little soft. His hands holding the swords naturally hung on both sides of his body. In the process of soaring into the air, his body was still swaying, like a drunken drunk.

Slowly, Dongyang stopped a hundred feet in front of the city tower, stood opposite Chen Wen and the Demon God, slowly lifted his face, which was covered in messy long. Although it was covered with dust, the eyes were still bright.

"Chen Wen, I, Dongyang, aren't dead yet, it's not your turn to point fingers at them!"

A strong ridicule appeared in the Demon God's huge eyes, and he said, "Dongyang, your life is very hard. You haven't died yet, but how many times can you hold on?"

"It's my business that I can hold on for a few times, and you don't have to worry about it, but as long as I'm still alive, you don't want to go any further!"

"Hmph... When you die, you are still protecting the world behind you. Do you want to pretend to be great and want to be remembered forever?"

Dongyang smiled: "I don't want to pretend to be great, nor do I want to be famous for all the time. I am not protecting anyone, but the hometown behind me. As a seven-foot man in the clouds, I should protect this homeland with all my might and protect this land from being trampled by others!"

The Demon God snorted coldly: "It's right, but unfortunately it's useless!"

Dongyang smiled faintly, looked back at the city walls extending outward on both sides of the city tower, looked at the soldiers standing on the city walls one by one, then turned his head, spread his arms, and said to the demon god: "Did you see the soldiers on the city wall? Do you see their straight backbone and unyielding eyes?"

"They are low in strength, and most of them are just ordinary people, but at this moment, they are fearlessly standing at the forefront of the battlefield. The reason why they never retreat is not for fame or fortune, they are for the home behind them, and for the family they need to protect!"

Chen Wen, who was beside the Demon God, sneered and said, "Dongyang, what's right, but you don't want these people to die, do you?"

Dongyang laughed: "I want you to see the pride of my Yunhuang man!"

"Soldiers, tell him what your mission is?" Dongyang roared, his voice rolling, echoing between heaven and earth.

"Save the people from the fire and water, save the country from the upside down!" The soldiers who were unconscious on the city wall raised their weapons and shouted loudly, and the sound was like a huge wave, resounding throughout the world.

"Tell me, are you afraid now?"

"Not afraid..."

The sound of roars reflected in it.

"Dare you dare to fight with me!"

"war……"

With those roars, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and each of them had a strong sense of fighting, which was their passion.

Perhaps in the eyes of practitioners, the fighting spirit of these ordinary soldiers is not worth mentioning at all, but when hundreds of thousands of such fighting spirits appear at the same time, it is enough to shock the world.

"What is this guy going to do?"

As soon as Hua Wuxue said something, Mr. Jian scolded lightly: "Stop talking nonsense, look!"

Dongyang raised his arms high, raised his swords high, and shouted: "Fight..."

With a war, a powerful fighting spirit suddenly rose, and an illusory sword appeared from it and instantly extended a hundred feet.

An unexpected thing happened. When Dongyang's sword of fighting spirit appeared, it inexplicably attracted the fighting spirit of the soldiers. Originally, the fighting spirit of the soldiers existed alone, but now they are connected and blended with each other and are finally linked with Dongyang's sword of fighting spirit.

At this moment, the fighting spirit of the sword of the fighting spirit on Dongyang's body suddenly surged, and a whirlpool visible to the naked eye appeared at the sky above the tip of the sword, as if the sky was pierced.

Seeing this scene, Chen Wen's sarcastic change on the spot and couldn't help but retreat on the spot. The Baizhang Demon God raised his hand again, and the power of heaven and earth around him gathered wildly.

The eyes of the people on the city tower suddenly lit up. Xiao Ya immediately stepped forward and shouted: "Fight..."

A sense of fighting rose, and then it was mixed with the surrounding intentions and gathered on the sword of fighting spirit on Dongyang.

"war……"

"war……"

"war……"

With loud roars, fighting spirits rose one after another, all integrated into Dongyang's fighting spirit sword, causing its power to soar again.

"Chen Wen, this is the passion of my Yunhuang human race, fight!"

Dongyang shouted violently, and the sword of fighting spirit that gathered hundreds of thousands of people slashed down.

The demon god immediately roared, and the giant sword gathered with the power of heaven and earth slashed down. At the same time, there was an invisible power of heaven and earth surrounding Dongyang, wanting to bind it.

But the gathering of powers of heaven and earth fell apart quickly in front of the powerful sword of fighting spirit, and could not stop them at all, nor could they restrain Dongyang's actions.

Two hundred-foot giant swords that looked like real and empty collided instantly, but there was no violent roar as imagined. The sword of fighting spirit was like an invisible object, passing through the giant sword condensed by the power of heaven and earth, and landing on the demon god like a bamboo shoot.

There was no roar, and the sword of war spirit flew past the demon god like a phantom, without hurting him a little.

At the same time, the giant sword in the demon's hand also came to Dongyang without any obstacles. It was about to be hit, but just now, the giant sword suddenly stopped and began to collapse.

And the demon's bright eyes also faded and the vitality was dissipating.

Immediately, Chen Wen vomited blood on the spot, and his gloomy eyes immediately became dim.

The sword of Dongyang gathered the fighting spirit of hundreds of thousands of people, and only had the fighting spirit, without the blessing of true energy. This belonged to a pure soul attack and an invisible force. The power of heaven and earth collected by the demon god is still a tangible force, so it is naturally unstoppable.

Moreover, the essence of the soul of the Demon God is Chen Wen's soul. Although he didn't know how he could make the soul in the Demon God's body reach a level comparable to that of a truly sacred realm, this still made him lose his soul under the powerful fighting spirit of hundreds of thousands of people, and Chen Wen was also severely backfired.

More importantly, Chen Wen was next to the demon god, and the sword of fighting spirit also passed by him. Perhaps he did not directly attack him, but the impact of the powerful fighting spirit also directly damaged Chen Wen's soul.

After Chen Wen vomited blood, he didn't care about anything else. He put away the demon god's corpse first. This is a powerful existence and must not be lost. Perhaps it cannot be used now, but as long as the corpse is still there, he will have a chance to make a comeback.

After putting away the demon god's corpse, Chen Wen suddenly retreated and fled in a hurry.

"Dongyang, you won this time, but the matter is not over yet, we will see you again!"

Dongyang did not pursue him, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't. His current situation was not very good, not to mention that Chen Wen was still a real half-sacred realm. With his current situation, it was impossible for him to keep him. It would be good if he could run away on his own initiative.

The fighting spirit dissipated, everyone's face turned pale, and Dongyang vomited blood on the spot and his body was about to fall.

"Dongyang..." Ji Wuxia moved quickly and immediately chased Dongyang and supported him.

At this moment, in addition to his bloody body, Dongyang's face was pale and bloodless, and his eyes were also very dim. It can be seen that the attack that gathered the fighting spirit of hundreds of thousands of people just now also caused considerable trauma to his soul.

Fortunately, he has the experience of absorbing the emotional power of others. If someone else wants to gather the fighting spirit of hundreds of thousands of people, he doesn't have to fight the enemy anymore, and his soul will be dispersed first.

"Does it matter?"

Dongyang barely stabilized his body, shook his head weakly, and said, "I'm fine..."

Ji Wuxia immediately took out the poisonous heart jade and used her true energy to stimulate a green bubble to cover Dongyang, so as to quickly repair the trauma of his body.

"Thanks……"

The golden blood in Dongyang's heart itself contains strong vitality and does not need poisonous heart jade, but it is better to have it than not.

Dongyang's eyes then turned to the seven emperors who were surrounded by dozens of demons in the middle, and finally fell on the Demon Emperor, saying, "Demon Emperor, you have finished watching the good show, it's almost time to take action!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Wuxia and everyone on the city tower looked tight. As soon as the crisis passed, there was still some.

The Demon Emperor smiled slightly and said, "We have been severely damaged, why do we have the power to fight again!"

"However, the show is a wonderful show. Who would have thought in advance that you, who had just entered the saint, could defeat Chen Wen, who was half a sacred realm, and used imaginary means to gather the fighting spirit of hundreds of thousands of people and strongly defeat the demon god in the sacred realm. Your methods are earth-shaking, and it is not an exaggeration to say!"

Dongyang smiled faintly: "There are never a shortage of unexpected things in this world, so there is nothing strange!"

"As for whether you can fight again, it's not certain. Perhaps Mr. Gu's life-sacrificing attack has severely damaged you, but it may not really make you lose the power to fight again. Otherwise, when I was fighting with Chen Wen just now, you could retreat calmly instead of staying to watch the show!"

"And from the beginning, I was suspicious that you, the Demon Emperor, the Phantom Demon Emperor and the Blood Demon Emperor, each obtained a true spirit fruit. Under normal circumstances, you should also refine it, step into the sacred realm and attack the army. This is the best strategy and the best strategy. Even if it is replaced by me, I will do this!"

"But you didn't. After you got the True Spirit Fruit for less than ten days, you sent troops and took action without absolute certainty. You seemed very impulsive and ignored the consequences. This did not match your impression!"

The Demon Emperor laughed: "I wonder what the impression I gave you?"

"The hero..."
Chapter completed!