The victory is decided.

The heavenly army and the immortal generals will form a battle formation, and the killing formation will increase their combat power and force the evil spirits to retreat.

The opportunity was lost. Not to mention that slaying the dragon without being slain by the dragon would have been a great achievement. Instead, it had damaged the two evil spirits. Seeing this, the evil god could only call for retreat to avoid the sharp attack.

When the two sides faced each other, they lost their will to fight and were defeated like a mountain.

The tall and thin guy was unlucky to be entangled...

Originally he could escape, but the white dragon girl with red eyes wielded a heavy knife and smashed into the group.

I can only blame him for clamoring to use dragon blood to refine his body in order to obtain surging vitality and reshape his body. The dragon-shaped shadow above a certain white head stared at him and interfered with his fate. After a series of coincidences, he successfully sacrificed himself for others and stayed behind. The evil god

Once your heart is touched for a moment, you will forget about it.

Bai Yujun stepped on the tall and thin evil cultivator and fell from the sky!

Bang!

Ice shards flew everywhere and the ground collapsed.

The body of the evil cultivator bent backwards in a weird way, and the gods and demons also felt pain. It was really painful to have bones that had been tempered for thousands of years broken.

"Ah... have mercy on... I will say anything..."

With a swish sound, dirty blood splattered and dyed the ice and snow red, and a straight knife penetrated his body and nailed him to the ground.

After more than a thousand years of cultivation, he will not die from this, the pain is unavoidable.

It's dawn.

In the east, the red sun rises between the clouds and the earth.

Bai Yujun stretched out his hand and pulled off the somewhat deformed helmet, his thick black hair already wet with sweat.

Shake your head.

The black hair is disheveled.

The golden color of the East still shines on the face, the pretty face is warm, the dragon's horns are whiter, the hair is dyed and scattered, and Bai Yujun is inlaid with gold edges.

He raised his combat boots and stepped on the evil cultivator's head.

It's so noisy that you step it into the mud to get some peace and quiet.

"call……"

Take a breath of hot breath.

After a long and high-intensity fight, the blood boils all over the body, and the body temperature is frighteningly high. Breathing can take away heat and lower the body temperature. The battle is not over yet. The plagued evil god is still alive and can cause large-scale destruction again at any time, and he is not the only evil god.

He bowed his hands to several loose immortals and thanked them.

"Thank you all my fellow immortals for your help. Bai is very grateful. Thank you."

"You're welcome, General."

The Sanxian returned the gift politely.

He doesn't care about etiquette, knowing that the heavenly generals always ignore red tape.

On the other side, the immortal generals and heavenly soldiers chasing the evil spirits returned and landed to meet Bai Yujun.

"The female guard camp is indeed extraordinary. We are all garrisoned by the Genzi camp on Qiyang Mountain and were ordered to rush to the aid of General Bai. I am ashamed to say that even if we join forces, we can't compare to Fairy Bai. It's shameful."

The strong men joked among themselves.

All barracks are like this.

In particular, the female guard camp is particularly popular among the Heavenly Army establishment.

"It turns out to be Brother Gen Ziying. Thank you very much. Where did those evil cultivators go?"

"Fairy, don't worry, things may be a bit troublesome. We have to stop chasing the evil cultivators as far as Zheyun Ridge. Going further is the territory of the Xia family. The king of heaven has previously told us to avoid enmity with the Xia family. It will be difficult to handle."

"Xia family?"

Bai Yujun's beautiful eyes rolled.

Recalling the records about the Xia family in the heavenly archives, they are very strong because there is a powerful Immortal Lord.

"Have the evil cultivators already prepared a retreat?"

"The Rats are good at taking advantage of loopholes. We have already informed the Xia family. I hope they can eradicate the evil ones and comfort the resentful souls of the people. This is all we can do now."

With her beautiful brows furrowed, Bai Yujun didn't believe that local forces that were holding back Heaven could eliminate evil.

At present, as my colleagues said, there is no way.

Look at the evil cultivator who was nailed.

"What should he do? Take him back to the prison or what?"

Then, the gazes of all the Heavenly Army and Sanxian Immortals fell on the tall and thin evil cultivator. Their gazes were extremely oppressive. The unlucky man was so frightened that his face turned pale. He was especially afraid of the Heavenly Prison. Anyone caught in it could hardly escape the punishment of thunder or death.

guillotine.

"If you have something to say..."

With a bang, he was stepped into the soil again.

Several immortal generals shrugged their shoulders and showed an indifferent attitude. The evil cultivators had recently slaughtered countless living beings. No punishment would be excessive, no matter how convenient it was.

"In that case, I'll kill him."

Pull out the straight knife and step on its back. If the dragon steps on it, it is almost impossible to escape.

Holding the knife high with both hands, the electric arc jumped and attached with dragon flames, and the light of the knife flashed...

His body and head were separated, and because he was killed by a dragon in the name of killing evil spirits, his soul immediately disappeared and he lost the chance to come back again. Even if the king of hell came, he couldn't save him.

Another feat achieved.

After a brief chat, several loose immortals left first to clean up the evil poison, and then the entire Genzi battalion boarded the ship.

Among them, a young male immortal waited for his colleagues to board the ship. He hesitated and came to Bai Yujun. He looked at the ruins of the city and spoke.

"Fairy, we all understand that you have done a good job, but it is inevitable that nosy people will maliciously slander you on the grounds of ignoring the lives and deaths of the people, so be careful."

Hearing this, Bai Yujun nodded.

"Thank you for your kindness. I will be careful. Thank you very much."

The young immortal general boarded the ship with a smile, causing a group of rough guys to laugh.

The ship took off in the sky, circled around and then flew to the Qiyang Mountain. I remember that the mountain seemed to be famous in the fairy world for its minerals.

Now that everyone is gone, it's rare to get quiet.

The fairy armor is completely unwearable.

The corroded pits have a pungent smell, and most of the magic circles engraved on them are ineffective. Although the defense of the fairy armor is not as good as the scales, it is still better than nothing. It is purely a psychological habit.

Take off the armor and put it away, leaving it to be exchanged for a new one when you return to heaven.

Change into a crisp skirt.

After finishing my work, I remembered that the dark clouds in the sky had dispersed and the sunshine had once again spread over the earth.

The vast white world of ice and snow begins to melt as it heats up. The complete ice leaves formed on the surface of the green leaves fall off, falling to the ground and shattering. It is like spring rain under the big trees. The alternation of cold and heat plus sufficient moisture forms a white mist in the frozen area, which is amazing.

scene.

Use dragon flames to burn the remains of evil cultivators.

Disappeared from the spot in an instant.

He appeared again in the city. The ice had melted, the tiles on the houses were dripping, and the streets were muddy and difficult to navigate. The people who suffered heavy losses returned to the city tremblingly. After the ice melted, the frozen bodies also thawed. It was just a hell on earth.

Bai Yujun was helpless.

If you want to get rid of the plague, you must first kill the evil god. If he doesn't die, everyone will die.

Pay part of the price to kill or drive them away, at least most of them will survive, which is a difficult multiple choice question.

In the ruins.

The young girl reunited with her mother and cried with joy.

The civet cat wandered around the collapsed house, licking its wet fur and occasionally dazed, the big yellow dog whined and dug hard, and the crumbling city gate tower in the distance finally collapsed and fell to the ground with a roar.

There is a folk saying that when gods fight, mortals suffer, and it is exactly what we see before us.

The monks returned to the city to rescue the people, and gods such as the City God and the Earth returned to restore order.

The battle between gods and demons is more exciting.

Just draw the knife and cut.

There is no need to worry about whether innocent people will be implicated, after all, only yellow sand will be left after the battlefield.

"This world is becoming more and more chaotic..."

Shake his head.

Turn around and fly into the air.

I followed the evil god's escape directions and searched for them. I was idle and I just went out to hunt. I had no choice but to hold back the grudge gene in my bones. What's more, hunting games have been popular in ancient and modern times.

I haven't played assassination for a long time, and I feel so tired all over.
Chapter completed!