The weather in Dark Sleeping City has not been good these days, and lightning and thunder are often pouring rain.

When Turing took his army outside the city of Dark Sleeping, it was just dark. His mount was an eighth-level beast, four-headed lizard python. One head in the center was the largest, and the other three were slightly smaller, surrounding the main brain.

Turing's beast saddle is placed on the main brain. The eighth-level violent beast is huge and the main brain is raised high, allowing Turing to see the entire battlefield clearly with the already faint light.

Although the Fin Clan and the three major cavalry regiments were defeated, the camp was stable. Turing nodded secretly and was indeed an elite. Although he was hit, his morale was not lost and he was still an available soldier. In this way, his mission would be much easier.

Look at the dark sleeping city, the patrol and defense are orderly, and the arrangement of various large magic weapons is very reasonable, with almost no blind spots.

Turing pointed the weapon in his hand at the head of the city and said to the deputy general below: "It is said that Sun Yuanhai has made rapid progress. When he first entered the human-demon battlefield, he was very immature and could not even lead troops. Look, in this past few years, he has been able to command the army and confront our clan's name!"

The deputy general nodded and said, "This father and son are not simple."

Turing smiled: "You are right. This kind of battle is interesting. It was really boring to kill those human waste before. It would be enough to hand over the difficult battle to those garbage troops. Why do I need to do it myself?"

He was eager to try: "Set up camp and command the army tomorrow, and try Sun Yuanhai's quality first!"

"yes!"

The next day, it was covered with clouds from the early morning. Turing asked the three cavalry regiments and the elite fin tribes of elites to control the formation and urged five thousand elites to attack the southern gate of the Dark Sleeping City.

After two hours of fighting, more than a thousand demons rushed up the city wall, but were driven down by Yuwen Wanshi. Turing did not care about the losses of his subordinates. From beginning to end, he was carefully observing the defenses on the human walls. The ownership of each unit, the dispatch of each unit, and the combat methods that each unit is good at are all secretly remembered in his heart.

At noon, the heavy rain finally poured down. The demons slowly retreated under the cover of heavy rain, making it difficult for the human race to pursue. Under such conditions, their vision was greatly affected, and even large magic weapons could not be aimed accurately, so there was no need to waste ammunition.

In the afternoon, Turing took advantage of the rain that it was a little lighter and launched an attack from Ximen. In the evening, he led his army to retreat.

That night, the night sky after the rain washed away seemed particularly clean, and a huge full moon hung in the sky in the southwest. Sun Ang was in the secret room, with a Mahayana talisman seal under him. Hundreds of jade essences had all turned into pure Yuan energy, and a cloud of light and mist condensed around him.

A trace of light and mist merged into the pores around him, replenishing his loss.

He did not participate in today's battle, and all the seven Kuafu soldiers were hidden. Sun Yuanhai saw that Turing was trying to fight steadily, but today he was just a temptation to attack, so he did not intend to put his ace on the battlefield in today's battle.

Sun Ang lost a Yuanji Dragon in the previous battle, and took advantage of the lightning and thunder today to replenish it. However, Sun Ang's purpose was not so simple. He arranged a Mahayana talisman seal for himself, and while converting the dragon veins in his body into Yuanji Dragon, he directly attacked the late stage of the Life Bridge Realm.

In fact, his accumulation in this realm has long been enough. He has accumulated a lot of combat experience on the human-demon battlefield. When he was in Hejian City, he often felt signs of breakthroughs.

So, this time, Sun Ang was very sure.

The Long Teng Wanli Mind Technique was activated, and Sun Ang had been practicing secretly for a whole day. During the day, he transformed three dragon veins into the Yuanji Dragon at one time, and devoured a large amount of thunder energy energy on the clouds, which caused the heavy rain to land a little late today.

The three dragon veins carried a large amount of Yuan energy back, which laid a solid foundation for Sun Ang to attack the late stage of the Mingqiao Realm.

At this time, he was at the most critical moment, so he activated the Mahayana talisman seal under him to absorb the surrounding heaven and earth vital energy, and at the same time transformed all the prepared jade essence into primordial energy.

The surging energy impact, the original breath in his meridians was like river water, surging, impacting his realm again and again.

The middle stage of the Mingqiao Realm gradually loosens and slowly improves...

...

The warriors on the human race's vigil suddenly saw several black dots appearing on the moon.

He rubbed his eyes and realized that he had read it wrong. A dense black shadow flew over the cold light of the bright moon. It was the warrior of the Winged Tribe of the Demon Clan. He had slender bodies and wings on his back. They were wearing light leather armor, which only protected the main parts. Between the wings behind them, there were longbows and arrow pouches.

In an instant, these terrifying air troops had rushed to the vicinity of the Dark Sleeping City. Four thousand winged archers circled outside the talisman light shield with their might. A human general on the top of the city snorted angrily, took off the big bow of the divine weapon behind him, drew his bow and led the arrow, aimed at one of the winged horoscopes in the sky, and shot it out with a whoosh.

The arrow drew a straight and bright silver light, and shot through the body of the Winged Clan with a thunderbolt, and then shot the wings of the Winged Clan behind it to the end of its strength.

The first Winged Clan died on the spot without saying a word. The one with the injured wings fell down. The two Winged Clan dived and rescued him when he was about to hit the talisman light shield.

Suddenly, there was a lot of angrily scolding among the Youyi tribe. They took off their longbows and shot at them.

However, these bows and arrows could not break through the defense of the talisman light shield, and the human warriors below laughed.

The general was even more proud: "Erlang, show them a good look!" The soldiers responded with a loud bang. At this time, the only hundred archers on the top of the city shot into the sky together.

However, their level is much worse than that of the generals. Most of them were dodged by the Winged Clan, and only seven or eight shots were shot at the enemy, but they only injured the opponent.

However, relying on the talisman light shield, they were safe, so the archers continued to shoot arrows, while other soldiers kept shouting and scolding at the sky with their hips, angering their opponents.

The general shot three arrows in a row, and the three-headed winged archers were killed. Finally, a cold snorted, and the sound waves seemed to have some magic. The winged warriors were divided into both sides, and a spacious passage was revealed in the sky.

A much taller than the ordinary winged tribe, flapping his wings and flew over from a distance. He was one and a half taller than the ordinary winged tribe, and his wings spread out, reaching three feet long!

He held a silver longbow in his hand, which was engraved with some strange magic pattern. There was no arrow pouch around his waist, only a belt that was wide for the palm, with three arrow grooves on it, and three silver long arrows were inserted.

The first arrow is triangular, and each side is carved with a magic pattern that seems to be burning all the time.

The second arrow is like a magic claw, but it is tightly held together, and the middle finger knuckles protrude outward, forming a pointed head. But this strange long arrow makes people feel that as long as it is shot out, the magic claw will open immediately!

The third arrow is spiral, with the edge of the spiral, with fine toothed blades, like a shark's teeth, full of violent and cruel aura.

When the soldiers of the Winged Clan saw him appear, they immediately looked respectful, raised their bow in their hands, and roared loudly: "Archuang!Archuang!Archuang!"

Each Winged Tribe tribe has only one Arrow Hero, and it is the most powerful archer in the entire tribe. This tribe can produce 4,000 archers at one time, and it is obviously a large tribe among the Winged Tribe. This Winged Tribe strongman is the strongest man in the entire tribe, and the strength can be imagined.

The bows and arrows in his hand were all high-level demon soldiers, and were given by the tribe leaders. They possessed mysterious magical powers and had extraordinary effects.

His huge wings swung his huge body, and his huge figure stopped outside the talisman light shield, then stretched out a feathered claw, and hooked his little finger contemptuously towards the human general on the city wall.

The general was furious: "You want to be better than arrows!"

He quickly drew a wolf-tooth arrow from his bag and shot it out with a whoosh. His movements were continuous and flowing, and the human soldiers around him cheered! Because his movements were too fast, if any of them had seen clearly, the deadly wolf-tooth arrow had already arrived in front of him.

But the arrow they thought they would definitely hit was seen as a magic pattern shining on the winged clan arrow hero, and the air was twisted in some way. The wolf-toothed arrow was also affected, changing its trajectory, and flew past it with a whoosh.

"Ah!" The soldiers were very surprised. The general was unwilling to accept it. He could also rank in the top five in the entire human army.

Therefore, he gritted his teeth and used his unique skills without hesitation. He pulled out and grabbed the four wolf-toothed arrows, and squeezed them all in his hand, followed by a single arrow and shot out.

Whoosh swish swish swish swish!

Four wolf-toothed arrows shot quickly at the Winged Clan Arc Xiong, trying to make the opponent deal with it without rushing. However, the demon pattern of Arc Xiong became brighter, and there seemed to be a ball of fire burning under the demon pattern.

The surrounding air twisted even more violently, and all four wolf-toothed arrows were affected, one by one deviating from the trajectory, rubbing his wings and flew out.

Suddenly, the morale of the Youyi clan was greatly boosted, and the sound of the latter shook the sky.

The general saw sweat on his forehead, but the winged clan Jianxiong smiled cruelly: "It's my turn!"

His huge claws slapped his waist, and a long silver arrow grabbed it. The human warriors didn't even see how he took action. The silver triangular arrow had already shot to the top of the city.

It was not until this time that a "buzzing" sound of bowstrings came!

Bang!

The long arrow was nailed to the city wall, and silver light burst out, and bricks on the top of the city exploded. At the critical moment, the general turned over and avoided it in a mess, but several parts of his face were scratched by the broken bricks.

In the sky, Jian Xiong of the Winged Clan smiled: "I won't shoot the next arrow on purpose."

The human warriors changed their color. It turned out that he shot the first arrow on purpose by shooting it! The general was even more shocked. He had tried his best to avoid the first arrow. If he became serious with the second arrow, he might really be killed here.
Chapter completed!