294: Demon King State, Gentian Realm

Their eyes were cold and sharp, as if they could see through all hypocrisy and lies. Each Mo Family Guards possessed a pair of agile and powerful legs, capable of moving swiftly across the battlefield. Their steps were nimble and graceful, maintaining calmness and composure in any battle.

The armor of the Mo Family Guards was deep purple, inscribed with complex magical runes, emitting a faint glow. The armor was sturdy and magnificent, capable of both repelling enemy attacks and showcasing their noble temperament. The magical long spears in their hands were sharp and mysterious, shimmering with purple light. On the battlefield, they wielded their long spears, each attack accompanied by purple magical energy.

The Mo Family Guards are well-trained guardians of the Demon Race, possessing powerful magical attack power and superb defensive skills. In any crisis, they can step forward and fight for the glory of the Demon Race.

Among the three major Demon Race troop types, the most outstanding are undoubtedly the Mo Family Guards. As a Rare grade troop type, they are indeed extraordinary.

Meanwhile, sixty thousand Mo Archers stood high on the city walls, lined up in a row, providing long-range support.

Mo Archer, the long-range attackers of the Demon Race, have slender figures, wield longbows, and wear light leather armor. Their skin is dark brown, rough and tough like tree bark. They have long, dark brown hair that flows naturally.

Their eyes are calm and focused, revealing a precise grasp of their targets. Every Mo Archer possesses a pair of flexible and agile fingers, capable of accurately controlling the release of arrows. Their steps are light and steady, allowing them to move quickly and find the best shooting positions, whether in mountains or on plains.

The leather armor of the Mo Archer is dark brown, inscribed with magical runes, emitting a faint glow. The leather armor is light and sturdy, capable of reducing damage from enemy attacks without hindering their flexible movements. The longbows in their hands are exquisite and powerful, each shot accompanied by a precise arrow.

The Mo Archer are well-trained long-range attackers of the Demon Race, possessing superb archery and precise shooting skills. In any battle, they can maintain calmness and focus, fighting for the victory of the Demon Race.

"Kill!"

All the Demon Race Soldiers charged towards Yang Qianhun and the others.

"Using four cards continuously consumes a lot of spiritual power." Yang Qianhun took out fifty spirit enhancement pills from his spatial bag and swallowed them to replenish his spiritual power.

He raised the Golden Scale Sacred Sword high in his hand and shouted, "Everyone, kill!"

Two hundred thousand Skeleton Warrior and one hundred thousand Skeleton General charged forward first, acting as meat shields.

General Zhao Yun also held his long spear, ready to face the Demon King and Demon Cheng.

The Soldiers behind followed closely.

From the other three city gates of 67th City, sounds of earth-shattering battle also erupted.

In an instant, all four city gates of 67th City entered into fierce combat.

General Zhao Yun, holding his long spear, was the first to encounter the Demon King and Demon Cheng.

"Cheng, use your full strength directly, otherwise you won't be able to withstand even one of his attacks." The Demon King said with a solemn face, holding his scepter.

"Demon Rage." Hearing this, Demon Cheng immediately unleashed his skill, Demon Rage, without hesitation.

The next second, a powerful aura emanated from Demon Cheng. His eyes flickered with cunning light, as if hiding infinite wisdom. His body began to tremble slightly, the spiritual power within him rapidly circulating, and his entire aura gradually surged.

His muscles seemed to be infused with endless power, and his skin became as hard as iron, as if it could withstand all attacks. Demon Cheng's eyes turned crimson, as if they could spit flames. His heart pounded faster, his blood boiled, and every cell in his body seemed to be cheering for him.

During this process, Demon Cheng's physical reaction was very strong. His body seemed to be pulled by a powerful force, and he appeared very excited. His aura became stronger and stronger, as if it could devour everything around him.

Demon Cheng's aura became even more violent, like a fierce beast. His eyes were filled with killing intent, as if he could kill his enemies with a single blow. In this state, Demon Cheng's strength, speed, and defense were greatly enhanced, allowing him to directly break through to the first stage of Spirit King.

The Demon King was not idle either. Facing General Zhao Yun's terrifying and steady aura, he directly unleashed his strongest skill: Demon King State.

The Demon King held his scepter, and when he prepared to unleash the Demon King State, the entire area seemed to fall into silence.

As magic power surged, a purple light gradually emanated from around the Demon King, which was a premonition of the Demon King State. His aura rapidly ascended, the spiritual power within him circulated wildly, and his entire body was filled with powerful strength.

In terms of physical reaction, the Demon King's muscles felt as if they were injected with raging fire, every inch of his skin filled with power. His heart pounded like thunder, his blood felt like boiling magma, and all the energy in his body converged at this moment.

When the Demon King State was fully activated, the Demon King's aura reached its peak. His eyes became deep and cold, as if all emotions were sealed. In this state, his strength, speed, and defense were enhanced to an unprecedented level, making him an invincible existence.

The entire area was enveloped by the Demon King's powerful aura, inspiring awe.

And the scepter in his hand had already transformed into a black Demon King Sword, and his realm had reached the sixth stage of Spirit King, increasing by three stages in one go.

"To be able to become a City Lord, he indeed has extraordinary qualities. He is worthy of a serious fight from me, General Zhao Yun, Dragon Courage Realm!"

General Zhao Yun held his long spear, his face serious, and shouted.

Clad in silver armor, holding the Dragon Gallant Spear, he stood proudly. He took a deep breath, mobilized all the spiritual power in his body, and unleashed a powerful spiritual skill — Dragon Courage Realm.

As General Zhao Yun's thoughts moved, the surrounding spiritual energy instantly surged towards him. His aura began to rise rapidly, and spiritual power surged within his body, as if endless. His heart beat more and more powerfully, and his blood rushed through his veins like boiling flames. His muscles began to tense, as if filled with endless power.

His skin became smooth and hard, as if covered with a metallic luster. His eyes flickered with sharp light, and all the hair on his body seemed to stand up, filled with a sense of primal power.

When the spiritual skill Dragon Courage Realm was fully activated, General Zhao Yun's aura reached its peak. A faint silver light enveloped him, as if he had transformed into a dragon. This silver light not only made his body as indestructible as dragon scales but also endowed him with the majesty and power of a dragon.