Two graceful figures stand on the top of the mountain, looking at the battlefield in the distance. One is wearing a red dress, and the other is wearing a black dress. They are none other than the great demon Yuzao, and the military advisor of the demon tribe's tent.
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"Senior sister."
Yuji smiled slightly and said, "What do you think the final outcome of this war will be?"
"The one who wins in the end must be us."
Shi Jungang pursed his red lips and said with a smile: "How could the plan you and the Demon Ancestor planned together, Yu Zhi, fail? Moreover, this time the Demon Clan's plan can be said to have changed the world. Those high-ranking saints of the human race
People will definitely pay the price."
"Huh, that's true."
Yu Zhi chuckled lightly and said: "If we manage this battle well, maybe we can kill a human race in the 14th realm~~~"
"ah?"
Shi Jungang was slightly shocked: "Who could it be?"
"have no idea."
Yu Zhi smiled and said: "But the Confucianists, military strategists, and Mohists will not just watch us conquer the snowy Tianchi, let alone watch Lin Zhao, the reincarnation of Bingjie, be killed again. In his last life, it was because of that sword.
Without the protection, there may not be a chance of reincarnation in this life, so as long as the Soldier Saint does not come in person, the possibility of death in the other fourteen realms will be very high."
Shi Jungang frowned: "Why can't the Soldier Saint go down to the lower world?"
"snort!"
Yu Hao smiled faintly: "Ding Muchen himself is almost too busy with the affairs in the outer world. How can he have the mind to care about the affairs of the lower world? If Ding Muchen comes, our demon tribe will immediately withdraw its troops and return to the ancestral court, and Ding Muchen is not here.
The sky is beyond the sky, and the events involved in the future may be enough to change the entire upper world, and overall, it will be beneficial to us."
"Oh, like this……"
Shi Jungang nodded, with a melancholy look on his face. Obviously, there were many things that she, at the eleventh realm, was not qualified to know. There was no way, her status had always been like this. If she hadn't been one step ahead of Yuxi in Zushan, and she had also helped
Yu Zhi once, otherwise I'm afraid Yu Zhi won't even be called "senior sister", she is not worthy at all.
Shi Jungang raised his head and looked at the distant battlefield again.
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The battlefield in the northern region has been filled with killings and the sky is dark.
On the ground, countless demon and human armies, players, and monks are fighting together. In addition, the demon's 500,000 cavalry have also entered the battlefield. At this time, Chen Xi and Han Yetang led 130,000 cavalry to attack the demon from the side.
The demon clan's iron cavalry were resisting the demon clan's cavalry head-on. It was the 100,000 elite military town towers led by Lu Fengxian.
A commander of the Twelve Realms of the Demon Clan has a fist fight with Lu Fengxian. There is no winner at the moment. However, Lu Fengxian is a rebirth-level martial artist with a long aura and profound physical foundation. It is only a matter of time before he wins.
But the more intense battlefield is still in the sky. The military sage Huo Piaoyao is holding a bright silver spear to fight against the two thirteen realms of the demon clan.
"Bang!"
With a loud noise, Huo Piaoyao hit Fu Sheng's long sword with a shot in the air, causing cracks to appear on the long sword. Then he suddenly punched down, immediately smashing Fu Sheng's sword.
It flew out diagonally and crashed through more than a dozen mountains before stopping. Just when Fu Sheng had just stood up, Huo Piao Yao fell from the sky like lightning. With a "puff", the spear pierced Fu Sheng's heart and lifted his body high.
rise!
"ah?!"
A group of demon monks were heartbroken. They all knew what kind of existence Fu Sheng was in the demon clan. He was one of the four guardians of the demon clan in the Thirteenth Realm, and he was pierced by a gun like this?!
"snort……"
Huo Piaoyao smiled faintly and swung the spear, which immediately shattered Fu Sheng's body. However, after the body was shattered, there was no flesh and blood, only a golden slip that was shattered by the bright silver spear. It was Fu Sheng's natal substitute.
Although the slip died once in his place, Fu Sheng's cultivation level must have been greatly damaged!
"track!"
Huo Piaoyao took out a tracking talisman written by Bing Sheng Ding Muchen himself from his arms. The moment he burned it, the tracking talisman turned into a bolt of lightning and flew out. Huo Piaoyao directly projected the spear, and the bright silver spear suddenly turned into a streak.
The silver swimming dragon followed the tracking talisman and crashed into the deep mountains only twenty miles away from the snowy Tianchi.
Along with a wailing cry, Fu Sheng, who was hiding under the tree, let out another miserable cry, and his body was lifted up by the bright silver gun for the second time. Immediately, his body collapsed and turned into the second substitute slip.
"good!"
Huo Piaoyao laughed: "Let me see how many natal items you have to consume!"
"Nan Qingfeng!"
From the depths of the distant mountains, Fu Sheng's roar came: "Do you want to watch me be killed?!"
Nan Qingfeng struck down with his sword, but was knocked away by Huo Panyao's punch. The only thing he wants now is to kill Fu Sheng!
"Come again!"
The second tracking talisman was twisted and burned, turning into a streak of bloody lightning that swept into the jungle. Huo Piaoyao was dressed in white robes and pursued him again with a bright silver gun. Fu Sheng went straight to the snowy Tianchi, in the air,
Lin Zhao also hurriedly followed with his sword, not daring to get too close or too far away. At this moment, it seemed that Huo Piaoyao had the absolute upper hand, but the situation might change.
In the wind, Nan Qingfeng's pretty face turned red, and the cold voice of the Demon Ancestor came to his ears: "Why are you hesitating? If Fu died, or fell into trouble, you Nan Qingfeng would not do anything for the Demon Clan.
, just wait until you die, I think my two disciples will be happy to taste your flesh and blood, Nan Qingfeng, after all, you are the most beautiful woman in the demon clan, the taste must be good."
"Demon Ancestor, I know how to do it."
Nan Qingfeng gritted his teeth, showed his white peacock appearance, and chased after him. He fluttered his wings slightly, and used three golden natal wing feathers, which transformed into three rays of light and struck straight at the back of the military saint.
"Um?!"
Huo Piaoyao suddenly twisted his body, his whole body filled with murderous aura, and he punched out, shattering all three life wings and feathers. At the same time, strands of blood flowed down his arm. After all, the opponent was in the 13th realm of the demon clan.
, the strength is naturally not weak.
He turned around, raised his spear again and threw it out!
"laugh!"
A figure fell on the north mountain on the east side of the snow-covered Tianchi, and then was pierced through the body by Huo Piaoyao's gun. After the body exploded, it turned into the third life slip. At this moment, Huo Piaoyao
Yao fell in the air and swept out with a horizontal fist. A figure vomited blood and flew out of the void. It was Fu Sheng who was hiding in the wind. At this time, Fu Sheng's face was pale. He had broken three life objects in a row and was already on the edge of falling.
Now, after taking another punch from Huo Piao and Yao Zhengren, he immediately vomited blood and suffered more injuries.
The moment his body flew out of the air, he rolled over on Jiuzhangyuan, turned into a stag dozens of feet tall, and headed straight for Jiuzhangyuan in his robe. At the same time, a figure appeared in the sky above Jiuzhangyuan.
The Dharma form of the great demon Jade is already supporting Fu Sheng.
On the other side, Nan Qingfeng in the air also fluttered her wings and fled away. Although she was not as miserable as Fu Sheng seemed to be, her losses were actually huge. Too many of her natural wing feathers were broken. It can be said that
, Huo Piaoyao shot the two peak thirteenth realms of the demon clan back to the early thirteenth realm with one shot.
Town, Whitefish Creek.
A young man in red jumped down from the rafters of the River God Temple and picked his ears. It was finally his turn to take action.
"Boy!"
On the stone bridge, Xiang Ji stood up suddenly and said in a deep voice: "Why are you going?"
The boy in red ignored it and pulled out a flaming iron rod from his ear.
In the wind, Lin Zhao dropped his sword with joy on his face: "Brother Huo, does this count as a win?"
"almost."
Huo Piaoyao smiled slightly and raised his hand to summon the bright silver gun from a distance, but before the bright silver gun flew back, there was a sudden "puff" and an iron rod protruded from Huo Piaoyao's chest. The iron rod was surrounded by flames and kept emerging.
With golden runes and blood flowing, the aura of this military saint fell into the valley almost instantly.
"That's what I said."
The young man in red clothes walked out of the town while smiling and talking, while his clothes kept falling apart, revealing his hairy body underneath. His face also began to change, becoming similar to a giant ape, and his body continued to expand.
In the blink of an eye, he was already several feet tall. A ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, saying: "Kill the champion, effortlessly!"
Lin Zhao stood blankly in front of Huo Piao Yao, holding the fairy sword Liquan in his hand. As if he was struck by lightning, looking at Huo Piao Yao's dying breath, he was unable to move.
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Kusong River.
Su Qingjiu glanced at Ning Yuansheng's head with his sword, and at the same time, a snow-white flying sword went straight towards Ning Yuansheng's throat. This flying sword was extremely fast, and it was the first one that Su Qingjiu refined into a life object after practicing sword training.
The flying sword is very light and sharp. It was named "White Fish" by Su Qingjiu because when she was in Baiyu Creek, she liked to go into the water with Lin Zhao to catch white fish among the aquatic plants. The speed of those white fish swimming
It was so fast, and the white fish soup cooked by Lin Zhao was so delicious that she could never forget it, so this flying sword was called white fish.
But for Ning Yuansheng, this flying sword white fish is not delicious, and eating it may kill you.
Therefore, in order to avoid being killed by Su Qingjiu, Ning Yuansheng had no choice but to withdraw his natal magical power and release the restraint on Lin Wanhua.
At the same time, Su Qingjiu's second flying sword passed by and turned into a blue light sword rain to kill Long Zheng and the other two great demons of the Twelve Realms. This was her second flying sword, called Qingyu.
When he was a child, Lin Zhao personally cooked many times, using herring as ingredients, and made many delicious pickled fish meals, which was unforgettable for Xiao Jiuer, so the second flying sword was named herring.
In an instant, Lin Wanhua was free again, with a look of joy on her face.
"stand up!"
Su Qingjiu separated the aura of chaos with a sword, and the third flying sword flew out, turning into a snow-white silk ribbon and wrapping up the Twelve Realm Demon with a blue figure out of the river. This third flying sword was called catkins.
When Xiao Jiu'er was a child, he had to suffer from catkins everywhere when he went to school. However, this third flying sword is flexible in nature and has its own world of catkins.
As a result, the great demon of the twelve realms in the water was caught in the wind by catkins, unable to move, with a look of shock on his face. It was unreasonable that there was such a sword cultivator in the world!
"Kill one first!"
Su Qingjiu stirred up dozens of sword energy with one sword to kill Ning Yuansheng and others. At the same time, the flying sword white fish and flying sword herring killed the big demon imprisoned by catkins in the air. Lin Wanhua raised her hand and pointed, Feihua
, Heart Flower, Farewell, the three natal flying swords flew out together.
The big demon was dumbfounded. Just to kill the two great sword immortals in such a big battle?
