Zhang Zijin withdrew to the front of the two armies, not daring to go deeper into the Fire-Repellent Realm. However, it was a great pity that the Bagua Pure Yang Furnace could not be used. The poisonous smoke produced by this alchemy furnace was very powerful. Just now, in the enemy's formation,
, whenever the poisonous smoke passes through, groups of black dogs will fall to death on the spot. In just half an hour, the number of black dogs eliminated is not less than 2,000, which greatly relieves the pressure on the three realms coalition forces.
This object is suitable for group battles, but it needs to be sent behind the enemy, otherwise your own army will also suffer heavy losses.
Zhang Zijin rolled his eyes and caught a glimpse of a group of demon deer and demon pigs next to the Skeleton Patriarch. His eyes immediately lit up: "Little friend Sun, let you demon beasts come over and send my alchemy furnace over!"
This is a life-threatening job, and it is just right for these monsters to do it, as it just takes advantage of their ability to run fast.
Only then did the Skeleton Patriarch notice that a group of demonic beasts had gathered around him. These demonic deer and demonic pigs were trembling, and they were all wandering around him, seeming to beg for protection, so he also said: "Sun Wu, let your
Monster beasts go to charge the formation, and charge with the alchemy furnace!"
Wu Sheng sighed and couldn't bear it: "This time it's just death. Children, life is so joyful and death is so painful, go ahead!"
So, a group of deer and pigs came to Zhang Zijin to take orders.
The battle was in full swing. If you delay for a moment, you will lose one more point. Zhang Zijin had no time to choose and directly hung the Bagua Pure Yang furnace on the antlers of a demon deer. The demon deer screamed and rushed towards the enemy's formation. Behind it
, followed by hundreds of deer and pigs, crowding behind to protect the alchemy furnace.
No matter which direction the wind blows, the poisonous smoke in the alchemy furnace always floats in the enemy formation. The demon deer and demon pig move forward very fast, and the poisonous smoke spreads faster, turning groups of groups into poisonous enemies. The demon deer also
Be smart and run in circles in the enemy formation, trying to avoid the poisonous smoke affecting the deer and pigs following you.
All kinds of unexpected disasters will naturally befall the demon deer hanging the lantern. If they move forward for almost a few dozen feet, the person hanging the lantern will die. So the demon deer and pig behind them will take over and use their antlers or fangs to kill the demon deer.
Pick up the stove and move on.
It has to be said that the Dan Furnace borrowed by Zhang Zijin with the treasures of heaven and earth was really a powerful weapon in group battles. The poisonous smoke was flying in the enemy formation, knocking down tens of thousands of Fudou, and a large area was cleared immediately.
Large open space.
Zhang Zijin's mood did not relax, but he continued to solemnly tell Master Skeleton and Wu Sheng: "We must kill Yanhuo, otherwise our bad luck will be carried forever, and we will never be able to get ahead."
Then he said sadly: "Even if we kill Yan Huo, this bad luck will take some time to dissipate. After this battle, we must hide and not move around, otherwise if people sit in the cave, disaster will come from the sky."
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Wu Sheng was also shocked: "Is it so evil? Will you harm others even if you die?"
The Skeleton Patriarch rushed into the battlefield, turned around, and flew back after killing hundreds of black fighting dogs. There were still two arrows of his own in the sleeves of his robe, and there were burning flames on the corners of his sleeves.
He shook his body, threw the arrow away, extinguished the fire, and said to Zhang Zijin: "The suppression is so severe that I can't rush through! I don't see the disgusting fire you mentioned."
Zhang Zijin said: "Let's clear out the trouble first!"
The Skeleton Patriarch shouted to Wu Sheng: "You should work harder!"
Wu Sheng reluctantly agreed and used Fang Baijian again. The sharp sword light suddenly flashed through the air and slashed Zhang Zijin.
Zhang Zijin blocked the sword and shouted: "Concentrate your concentration and strike from a distance, so there will be less interference!"
Wu Sheng touched the back of his head and exclaimed in admiration: "This battle is really powerful. It makes people point here and there, and it's inexplicable." Following Zhang Zijin's instructions, Fang Baijian swept far away, and then returned to normal, with one sword strike.
As soon as they went down, two or three tigers were killed on the spot.
Zhang Zijin glanced at the Skeleton Patriarch, who explained: "He is good at bows and elixirs, and is extremely weak at flying swords."
Zhang Zijin nodded, and flew out with the Skeleton Patriarch, sweeping up the black dogs along the edge of the battlefield.
After fighting for an unknown amount of time, the battlefield in front of me suddenly became silent. Looking around, I saw that the group of troublemakers had been cleared away. Only the skeleton soul soldiers were left who were still finishing their wounds, killing the injured black dog who was struggling to death.
Put out the fire.
On the battlefield, the corpses of the fighting black dogs were everywhere. A rough calculation showed that there were a hundred thousand people, and most of them died under the Bagua Chunyang furnace.
There were only a dozen or so demon deer and demon pigs left in the battle array with the alchemy furnace hanging on them. The leading demon deer was sent back with the alchemy furnace hanging on it. Zhang Zijin accepted it and stroked the deer's head and patted it as a reward.
Zhang Zijin looked at the battlefield, very confused, and murmured: "Why is this all?"
This battle was a close call. Although our side suffered more than half of its losses, it was not as tragic as expected. This was a barrier that caused the Lingwu Falls to continue churning for nine days. How could it be possible to survive like this?
The Skeleton Patriarch thought for a moment and said: "Is it possible that the reason why Lingwu Waterfall lasts so long is because we are too strong?"
Zhang Zijin opened his mouth and couldn't believe it: "In other words, this is the fourth time in a row that we have encountered a weak one?"
The Skeleton Patriarch said: "Is there any other explanation?"
The two looked at each other for a moment, then looked at Wu Sheng together.
Wu Sheng was seizing all the time to study: "Where is Yanhuo? Didn't the two seniors say that there is still Yanhuo? By the way, the juniors have another question. If the realm is too suppressed, and Yanhuo can't hide, it should be
how?"
Zhang Zijin replied: "Kill the fire!" and explained to Wu Sheng: "I'm not afraid even if I hide, I can rush in with the army. Although our realm is suppressed, we can still kill him with the army!"
Wu Sheng was eager to learn and asked: "What if Yanhuo actually takes back his army and uses the advantage of the geographical location to block the attack?"
Zhang Zijin said: "It will take time. I will mobilize the spiritual power of this world to wash away the spiritual power of the Fire-weary World. I will occupy it inch by inch, foot by foot, mile by mile, and finally reach the boundary."
Beside the lair."
"how long it takes?"
"That's in terms of years. Ten years, twenty years, thirty years or even a hundred years are all bad things."
The Skeleton Patriarch said from the side: "Let's search him, we don't have much time to waste with him."
This is the right argument, and no one can afford to take that long, so the three of them each mobilize their own armies to enter the Fire-Tired Realm and advance together.
There are still two thousand flaming stone men on the left road, and the skeleton soul soldiers in the middle road are the most spectacular, there are still seventy or eighty thousand in number. Wu Sheng on the right road is not that few, and there are more than 20,000 deer, pigs, snakes and rats scattered among each other.
Open, pull out a big net, and search forward.
Although most of the troops had been killed or injured, there were still many left. The army of more than 100,000 people distanced themselves and made rapid progress. Within a few days, they found themselves in front of a stone mountain.
The Black Dogs of Misfortune should have been completely wiped out. Only a weak aura remained in this stone mountain, existing alone in the Fire-Tired World.
This is the master of the Fire-weary Realm, Fire-weary.
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