Chapter 217 The catastrophe of the wilderness, the blood moon in the sky

Author: Platonic Formulas

Chapter 217 The catastrophe of the wilderness, the blood moon in the sky

The situation on the battlefield is quite urgent. The monsters and beasts from all walks of life are lined up in rows, and there is no end in sight. They are much more than the human monks.

Swarms of giant-toothed ants crawled out of the yellow sand. They were huge, as big as an adult man, and their dark carapace looked very hard.

All kinds of strange birds in the sky were also in place. Orangutan-eyed blood sparrows, human-faced owls, black-feathered eagles, four-eyed crows, etc. all swooped in, completely blocking the view of the sky.

There are tens of thousands of them, and they are all very large. Some of them can overturn a mountain with just a single flap of their wings.

In the army of monsters, in addition to the monster king, there are many monsters with spiritual intelligence. Their strength is not weak and they can challenge the human monks.

After a large number of human monks came out of the city, they originally wanted to kill the demons for revenge, but now they were in danger.

"You dare to eat my junior sister. I will never forget this grudge. I will never let you go even if I am a ghost!!" A young man who cultivated the Jindan sword was seriously injured in the battle with the demon king and had reached the stage of oil.

When the light is gone.

So he rushed into a group of beasts full of giant-toothed ants and black scorpions, and exploded the golden elixir, killing thousands of monsters together. The power was so powerful that it spread for hundreds of miles, and a large area of ​​​​the desert was completely cleared.

The demon blood and the stumps scattered on the ground tell the story of the brutality of Jindan Sword Cultivator.

Not long ago, he accepted the order from his master to guard Anxi Mansion. During the battle, his beloved junior sister died under the giant pincers of a scorpion demon king.

The body was split in two and eaten completely by these scorpions.

He had always wanted revenge, and now he got what he wanted.

There has never been a shortage of warriors among the human monks who are not afraid of life and death. They are not greedy for life or afraid of death, and they do not seek compromise. They do not hand over their compatriots and sit back and do nothing. They will not hand over Zhao Huai and let the Demon Emperor deal with him, nor will they.

Give birth on your knees.

They only know that even if they use up the last drop of blood, they must die standing.

Among the human monks, there were several powerful auras.

It turns out that Zi Yun, Chen Jianshu, Cai Yuxiang and others took the forbidden pill and temporarily broke through to the Nascent Soul realm.

Although the Nascent Soul is not condensed, it possesses the combat power of the Nascent Soul.

Cai Yuxiang stood in the air, the mini guqin on her snow-white chest finally grew bigger, she was patted on her knees by her jade hands, and started playing a tune.

One after another fire lotuses bloomed along the strings, and each one burned out, turning into a large sea of ​​fire, burning the army of savage beasts on the ground.

With her current strength, it is no longer a problem to easily defeat the Demon King. The time that the Forbidden Breaking Pill can be maintained is really short, and the immediate crisis must be alleviated.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Continuous collision sounds came from the sky.

It turned out to be a battle between the Scarlet Flame Dragon Emperor and the Ancestor of the Transformation God. It was an earth-shattering battle. It continuously shattered the remote mountains. Dozens of huge cracks appeared on the ground in the desert with a radius of thousands of miles. The entire large floor seemed to collapse.

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The battle between the transformed gods shocked everyone on the ground.

After a monk reaches the state of divine transformation, his strength is completely a qualitative change, an improvement in his life level. Every method used can achieve the destructive effect of breaking mountains and rivers.

The human monks were still very nervous.

They were very afraid that their ancestor would lose.

Because the lifespan of this god-forming ancestor is still approaching its end after all, and his strength is not at its peak.

These ancestors should have stayed in the sect as mascots to scare foreign enemies, instead of actually going to the battlefield.

On the other hand, the Scarlet Flame Dragon Emperor rose from a mountain of corpses in a sea of ​​blood. He has been in the seventh realm for a long time and is a very terrifying enemy.

"call out!"

A sword rainbow streaked across the sky. Chen Jianshu held an emerald green snake-shaped sword and returned to the direction of Anxi Mansion. He fought against five fifth-level demon kings alone and intercepted them all.

At the same time, there were also a large number of Nascent Soul elders who faced off against those more powerful demon kings, and passed through the sixth realm of demon kings twice or even three times.

The powerful human monks retreated in time, allowing the battle situation to improve slightly. They turned into a sharp knife and inserted it directly from behind the demon army's butt.

As the war gradually escalated, more and more people from both sides participated in the war. Deafening roars resounded in the originally desolate desert. Every moment, monks and monsters fell.

But Manghuang Tiandi came prepared. The total number of these monsters was ten times that of the human race. The number of demon kings was also a terrifying number, several times that of the strong human race.

On the thick city wall, Yu Qinghan is wearing a six-leaf phoenix silver armor, with an extremely tall and slim back, and extremely sharp phoenix eyes. He stands at the top of Anxi Mansion and watches, with a long halberd being held in the hands of four imperial guards on the side.

His expression turned solemn from time to time.

She also wanted to join the battlefield and live and die together with these Daxia soldiers, sect disciples, elders and young talents.

But she can't.

He is the brain and commander-in-chief of Anxi Mansion.

If she joins the war, everything will be messed up. If she falls into the hands of the opponent's Demon King, the result will be even worse, and she may lose her morale.

She could only find a way to face this catastrophe.

The human race must survive this disaster smoothly, otherwise it will be invaded by the three worlds later, and the situation will become even more serious.

In this decisive battle, it was Zhao Huai who aroused the anger of all the demon kings.

In fact, it is a manifestation of the great anxiety of the demons in the wild world.

Even without Zhao Huai, this war will still come. This is just an excuse made by these demon kings.

Yu Qinghan saw this very clearly.

The reason why the Savage World is anxious is simply because they are afraid that if it continues, the Underworld and the Demonic World will steal their cake.

For this reason, they did not hesitate to sacrifice all the beast races, desperately attack Anxi Mansion, and forcibly replace each other.

Human monks will care about human life and put people first.

But Manghuang would not. The lives of these monster beasts were like grass, and they had no feeling at all when they died. The Demon King wished that all these minions would die in exchange for the total annihilation of the human monks.

Anyway, the Manghuang Monster Clan reproduces very quickly, and there is never a shortage of strong people.

"Abbott, how long do you think this war will last?"

Yu Qinghan looked at the extremely tragic battlefield and asked blankly.

The abbot of Xiaolingyin Temple located at the top of the city held a Zen staff, touched his chin covered with white beards, and said in a solemn voice: "It's hard to say."

"The Scarlet Flame Dragon Emperor is the weaker one among the demon emperors."

"What we need to pay attention to is the two eighth-level demon kings sitting at the back. They are the driving forces behind the destruction of the huge Shenluo Empire."

The abbot of Xiaolingyin Temple spoke very solemnly.

Demons are divided into ten realms.

The Seventh Realm Demon King is already an extremely terrifying existence, but above it, there are the Eighth Realm and the Ninth Realm.

The Demon Emperor in the eighth realm is already very close to the realm of the emperor.

The ninth realm can be called the emperor of the demon clan, and can be called the demon emperor.

It can compete with the human race's Mahayana realm half-immortals.

As for those tenth-level demon ancestors from the Middle Ages, the origins of all demons, their strength is on the same level as immortals.

Sudden.

Thousands of meters of sky were filled with demonic clouds, and several terrifying auras gradually spread out along the demonic clouds.

Lingyin Abbot of Xiaolingyin Temple saw something bad and said in shock:

"No, this location is in the direction of the Heaven and Earth Altar!"

"Another powerful monster from the demon race has arrived!"

At the same time, in a remote place in Xizhou.

A large number of soldiers with bucklers and spears, wearing silver armor, trotted quickly on the sand dunes, their armor shining brightly in the sunset.

The sky is getting darker, presenting a scene like "the desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, the sun is setting over the long river".

A huge lion-headed elephant rolled up its long trunk, carrying a noble glazed sedan on its back, and hurried on its way.

In the sedan chair.

Yin Nanyu and Zhao Huai sat face to face.

"This time we rushed to help Anxi Mansion, our Imperial Luo Dynasty must have suffered a lot of losses. We can't have no compensation at all, right?"

Yin Nanyu raised her eyebrows, stared at Zhao Huai and said seriously.

Zhao Huai was not surprised at all by the other party's request and said calmly:

"As long as you rush to the aid of Anxi Mansion, Daxia and Great Yan will no longer interfere with the land of Xizhou from now on."
To be continued...