Chapter 1408 Come Late

Judging from the Emperor's reaction, the Demon Emperor's strength has recovered, and he can compete with the Palace Master.

Everyone in the hall did not expect this result, they just found it inconceivable.

After all, the Demon Emperor has been sealed for thousands of years, and his strength has been weakened to the extreme.

It just broke the seal and returned to Beimo for about two and a half years, and it has recovered to such a state, which is simply too heaven-defying!

The four god generals looked dignified, discussing among themselves.

"The strength of the Demon Emperor is so powerful, and he also brings two Venerables and an army of tens of thousands of demons. The palace master and others must not be able to resist it!"

"It's over! The 500,000 defenders of Dongyang Valley are not enough to fill the gap between the demon army's teeth. The palace master and the gods are in danger!"

"Not only the Palace Master and the God Masters, but also the dozens of emperors from the Emperor's Palace have all gone to Dongyang Valley to help in the battle. There will definitely be heavy casualties!"

"What should we do? We can't defend Tianlongguan, and Dongyang Valley will also fall. We can't rescue it at all!"

The four generals were anxious, but they had no good plan, so they could only do it anxiously.

In the sky outside the main hall, the brilliance of opening up the world continued to light up, and there were muffled sounds, which made everyone feel more nervous.

The emperor's expression was also very dignified, he frowned and thought for a moment, and then said: "This place is a hundred thousand miles away from Dongyang Valley, it is impossible for us to send a large army to help.

One is that there are not enough manpower, and the other is that the distance is too far, and the distant water cannot save the nearby fire, and the time is simply too late.

For the current plan, the emperor can only send one person to Dongyang Valley to check the situation and assist the palace master and the priests. "

When he said this, all the gods from all directions turned their heads to look at Ji Tianxing.

Obviously, Ji Tianxing is recognized as the nemesis of the Demon Emperor, and he is second only to the palace master and the emperor.

If only one person can be sent to Dongyang Valley, he is the best candidate, without a doubt.

The emperor didn't say the result, but looked at Ji Tianxing solemnly.

Ji Tianxing did not shirk, and quickly cupped his hands in salute and said: "Dijun, I will go to Dongyang Valley to find the Palace Master. If there is a chance, I will help him deal with the Demon Emperor."

The emperor nodded, and said in a solemn tone: "You go! But you must be careful, don't be brave, and come back alive no matter what."

"Understood!" Ji Tianxing nodded solemnly, and quickly turned and left the hall.

He sacrificed a soul magic sword, stepped on the three-foot-long blazing lightsaber, and flew towards Dongyang Valley at high speed.

The speed at which he flies with his sword is comparable to that of a third-tier Primordial Spirit Realm expert, like a streak of light cutting through the sky and disappearing into the sky in the blink of an eye.

It is one hundred thousand miles from Tianlongguan to Dongyang Valley, and at his flying speed, he can reach it in four hours at most.

During the flight, he kept his eyes on the sky ahead.

All kinds of bright and gorgeous lights and shadows are continuously presented in the sky, and there are bursts of collisions and explosions.

He knew very well that the Palace Master and the Demon Emperor were still fighting fiercely, displaying all kinds of primordial skills to fight.

He secretly prayed in his heart, hoping that the Palace Master could defeat the Demon Emperor and defeat the Demon Emperor as soon as possible.

Even if the Palace Master cannot defeat the Demon Emperor, he must not lose to the Demon Emperor, at least it must be a tie.

Otherwise, no one can deal with the Demon Emperor, and the human race will be completely finished.

As time passed, Ji Tianxing got closer and closer to Dongyang Valley, and his mood became more and more anxious.

After about an hour, the spell lights and shadows that appeared in the sky ahead became less and less rare.

After two hours, there was not even a ray of light appearing, and even the muffled sound stopped coming.

"Could it be that the fight between the Demon Emperor and the Palace Master is over? Between the two of them, who will win?"

Ji Tianxing frowned suddenly, doubts and worries flashed in his eyes.

Although he believed in the strength of the palace master, as the recognized number one powerhouse in the mainland, he would definitely be able to defeat the Demon Emperor.

But for some reason, he felt a little uneasy in his heart, and quietly had a bad premonition.

"No! The master of the palace can freely travel between Tianxuan and Shenwu continents. He has great supernatural powers and is the most important registered disciple of the Sword God. He will never lose to the Demon Emperor!"

He murmured this sentence silently, trying his best to dispel the thoughts in his mind.

Finally, four hours passed.

He leaped over a hundred thousand miles of mountains and rivers at the fastest speed, and finally arrived at Dongyang Valley.

Still hundreds of miles away, he could see Dongyang Valley between the mountains.

It is a deep and narrow grand canyon, more than two hundred miles long, sandwiched between two thousand-foot peaks.

The surrounding mountains are very steep, and the mountains are extremely steep.

No matter how you look at it, Dongyang Valley is a dangerous place, easy to defend but difficult to attack.

The soldiers of the 500,000 people, guarding the Grand Canyon tightly, can block the attack of the army of millions of demons.

It was evening now, and the sun was about to sink below the horizon.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled among the mountains, covering the entire Dongyang Valley.

Ji Tianxing clearly saw that the sky hundreds of miles around Dongyang Valley was shrouded in dark red mist.

That is by no means reflected by the afterglow of the setting sun, nor is it the mist between the mountains, but the blood mist condensed by blood energy and devil energy!

The blood mist all over the sky is spreading to the surroundings, gradually becoming thinner and fading.

But even so, the heavens and the earth are still filled with a strong bloody smell, even if the north wind howls, it won't blow away.

The mountains and rivers shrouded in blood fog are full of fragmented scenes.

Thousands of feet high peaks collapsed after being bombarded, turning into messy ruins of earth and rocks.

One after another, deep pits with a radius of tens of miles are scattered on the ground.

Wide and deep ravines criss-cross like spider webs.

The area of ​​thousands of miles was affected by the fighting and became devastated.

As for the Qiangu Xiongguan Dongyang Valley, it was destroyed horribly and turned into several piles of earth and stone ruins.

Indistinctly, many messy corpses and bones can still be seen, scattered among the ruins and buried under the loess.

Seeing this scene, Ji Tianxing's pupils shrank, and his face immediately changed.

"It's broken! Tianlongguan has fallen, I'm late!"

His heart tightened in an instant, and he quickly accelerated to fly to Dongyang Valley.

After ten breaths, he came to the sky above Dongyang Valley, overlooking the scene in the valley.

I saw that the broken and messy valley was full of cracks and big pits, and gravel and scorched earth were everywhere.

The soil on the ground has long been stained red with blood, and in many sunken pits, there is still blood that has not dried up.

The densely packed human corpses were scattered among the ruins like sawdust.

Most of the corpses were devoid of flesh and blood, leaving only incomplete bones, which looked miserable.

More than 30 young and powerful men in the Tianyuan realm were shuttling back and forth among the ruins, cleaning up the battlefield, searching for and rescuing those soldiers who hadn't died yet.

About 20,000 soldiers in armor huddled in the corner of the ruins, silently dealing with their injuries.

There are also a few strong soul refiners in black robes, huddled in a large pit a hundred miles away, casting spells anxiously, as if they are healing the wounded.