Ren Cangqiong walked out of the military camp and stared at the densely packed black demon army on the opposite side of Chijue Mountain. The golden light in his eyes flickered, full of fighting spirit...
"King Suzaku, listen to your order."
"My subordinate is here." King Suzaku stepped forward and held his hands in submission.
"You lead all the soldiers of the Shenfeng Tribe and charge into the enemy's formation from the east."
"King Kui Niu, you lead the soldiers of the Divine Niu tribe to attack the enemy from the west."
"King Green Wolf, you lead the soldiers of the Divine Wolf Tribe to attack the enemy from the south."
"King Jin Tao, you lead the soldiers of the Divine Ape Tribe to attack the enemy from the north."
"After the four of you tear open the gap and gather together on Chijue Mountain, we will then rely on the terrain to kill from the inside out." Ren Cangqiong issued the military order very decisively.
"Cheng Fengxian, you are the vanguard on the right. Ning Bao, you are the vanguard on the left. Do your best to assist the soldiers led by the four kings to prevent them from being counterattacked and surrounded by the demon army."
Ru Rudu had a stern look on his face and resolutely carried out Ren Cangqiong's orders. Different from their previous passive defense, this time it was the four wild tribes who took the initiative to attack.
"Kill! Use the blood of the demon clan as a sacrifice to Chijue Mountain." Ren Cangqiong roared loudly.
Soon, the four tribe armies were like a torrent of steel, launching a crazy attack on the demon team stationed at Chijue Mountain.
Most of the warriors of the Shenfeng Tribe had wings and were extremely fast, giving them an absolute advantage in attack. King Suzaku and King Qingluan took the brunt of the attack and launched an attack on the demon army to the east with overwhelming momentum.
The warriors of the Divine Cow Tribe all turned into bull heads. Their hooves seemed to be stepping on white flames. Every time they took a step, the ground would crack open, as if thousands of bulls were galloping, with magnificent momentum.
In the south, the warriors of the Divine Wolf tribe let out wild roars, as if playing an elegiac movement. The unique pride of the wolf tribe made the warriors' eyes red and full of murderous intent.
The warriors of the northern ape tribe jumped up and down. They were all agile and extremely flexible, and could use any terrain to form a rush.
These four armies launched a fierce attack on the outer perimeter of the demon army with a terrifying impact.
Following the example of the four royal tribes, the coalition of remaining tribes on the seventh level of the wilderness also gathered strength and surged up like a flood.
The left and right vanguards of Ning Bao and Cheng Fengxian advanced accordingly. Their main responsibility was to provide support and support at any time to ensure that the force of the charge would continue to be strong.
At this moment, there is no hierarchy of races, nor the so-called four superior royal families. There are only enemies and friendly forces.
All the warriors of the barbarian tribes are full of momentum, with only one belief in their hearts - to kill all these monsters and regain the holy land belonging to the barbaric land.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The bamboo sword in Ren Cangqiong's hand was pointed at Yaokong, and the deafening sound was like rolling thunder, reaching the ears of every tribal warrior, like a shot of cardiotonic injection, and it inspired the morale of all warriors.
Prince Chilong stood in front of the formation, his sword eyebrows slightly furrowed, and his silver eyes flashing continuously. The opponent's coalition forces had not been dispatched for six full days. Today is the day when the seal is at its weakest, and it is also the time when the Holy Yuan Dragon King will succeed or fail.
The troops launched an attack at this moment.
He had already anticipated the opponent's strategic plan.
However, he did not expect that the tribal coalition forces would be so strong. They did not gather together to attack from one side, but divided into four groups and attacked simultaneously.
After taking a look at the opponent's camp, Ren Cangqiong wielding his sword to boost morale, Prince Chilong instantly understood that this must be Ren Cangqiong's doing.
He must have wanted to enter from all sides of the defense line, leaving the demon army to fend off the enemies on all sides, and eventually unable to take care of one side.
This is the characteristic of the monster army. Once there is a small gap, it will expand infinitely and be taken advantage of by the enemy.
Originally, if Prince Yinglong and Prince Yanlong were still there, there would be commanders of the demon armies in all four directions, so naturally there wouldn't be much worry.
But now, one of the two princes is dead and the other is injured, and Prince Chilong wants to take charge of the overall situation, so he can only shrink the troops and cannot cover everything.
However, Prince Chilong did not panic. He snorted coldly, waved the amber sword in his hand, and roared: "All demon soldiers obey the order and guard Chijue Mountain to the death. Kill any intruders."
It was also a killing sound, and the heroic spirit of Prince Chilong burst into flames.
With a large army worth tens of millions of dollars, Prince Chilong is full of confidence. Even if he spends his life to fill it, it will be enough to sustain him until his father succeeds.
He raised his head and glanced at the sun above. It was red and strange. This was the precursor of the arrival of the Yao Lang Festival. The return of the seven demon gods of the demon clan was only a matter of time.
"Shua..."
Semi-circular arc-shaped light blades were shot out from the monster army, and the powerful repeating crossbows began to exert their effect. The terrifying light blades were light curtains made from countless repeating crossbow arrows, like the reaping scythe of the God of Death.
"Tsk..."
The soldiers of the royal army from four directions were hit by the crossbow arrows, and their bodies were cut into pieces. The minced meat was scattered on the bodies of their companions. However, the power of the crossbows did not diminish, and it still shot towards the rear row of troops.
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The king of the four tribes began to take action at this time, and his palms continuously sprayed out powerful Tao power to shoot down these terrifying serial crossbows. Arrows rained from the sky, and the broken parts of the arrows fell on the warriors in vain.
The spoon also caused secondary damage.
"boom……"
The trebuchets of the demon army also began to be busy. When the trebuchets were pulled, the sound of the springs was like music composed by the god of death. The huge stone weighing tens of thousands of kilograms seemed to fall from the sky and fell into the armies of the four royal families.
Immediately, countless warriors were smashed into meat patties, and no bones were left.
The elite power of the demon clan is indeed quite terrifying, and their weapons and equipment are far beyond what the warriors of all tribes in the wilderness can match.
Ren Cangqiong would not let a one-sided massacre happen. He thought about it and suddenly took out a few ancient scrolls. It's interesting to say, the "Tingting Monkey", "Crazy Flame Ox" and "One Hundred Thousand Wolf Souls"
They were all the things that the three royal families used in exchange to purchase Dao Yuan Dan.
Without hesitation, he unsealed these three things and allowed the sky to direct his thoughts. The Listening Monkey sank directly into the ground, while the three thousand terrifying and violent bull souls, holding ghostly lanterns, headed toward the enemy.
The army killed them. One hundred thousand wolf souls were even more terrifying. There seemed to be a group of black wolves running wildly on the plane. They had red wolf eyes and sharp claws. They were in a complete animal state and their speed was quite shocking.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
One by one, the flexible Listening Monkeys appeared elusive and suddenly appeared on the ground, appearing strangely at the forefront of the demon army. They used their hands and feet to drag the demon army's repeating crossbows and trebuchets underground.
If it can't be dragged to the surface, they will destroy it very quickly.
Within a few moments, most of the monster clan's powerful weapons were ineffective, posing no threat.
Seeing some of the ancient scrolls of his clan working, the king of the four clans was quite embarrassed. The treasures originally owned by his clan were so useful in the hands of Commander-in-Chief Ren Cang Qiong. It was simply ridiculous to say that.
Thinking of this, the embarrassment of the kings of the four clans turned into vented anger, and he continuously summoned the ancestral beast souls, turning them into terrifying attacks and charging towards the monster army.
Seeing this situation, Prince Chilong waved the amber sword in his hand: "In the name of the True Dragon clan, give me the courage to kill!"
The first wave of demon clan's army also began to move out. They were armed with swords, swords, hammers and other sharp weapons and attacked them.
The two armies collided head-on. In an instant, the mountains and rivers changed color, the sun and moon dimmed, and the sound of swords and swords clashing broke through the sky and filled the land.
At this moment, no words can describe the brutality of the battle.
When they meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. They abandoned all military formations and formations at this moment.
There is only one word, kill!
The tribal alliance is fighting to defend Chijue Mountain, the ancestral holy land, from foreign enemies!
The demon army was killed for the ambition of occupying the ground and to meet the supreme god of their clan!
Kill to stop killing!
The blood of all the people was gushing, as if it was ignited at this moment. They kept waving the weapons in their hands, slashing at the enemy with all their strength, eager to eat their flesh and marrow.
This hatred cannot be described in a few words.
A strong wind blew across the plains, whining and desolate. It seemed that Lao Yao could not bear to see such a tragic situation, and suddenly a burst of sun rain began.
In the desolate rain, everyone was mechanically fighting or being killed. Their hearts were numb, but their blood was still hot.
The blood on the ground gathered into a stream, and then turned into a river. It was unclear whether it was from the demon army or the coalition of barbarian tribes, but they all merged together, dyeing the soil on Chijue Mountain even brighter red.
Looking at the two armies fighting madly, Ren Cangqiong's eyes were cold, but a fire was burning in his heart.
"It's time to let them have a taste. We are as powerful as humans." Ren Cangqiong licked his lips, "Prepare the twelve personal guards. All of them will be replaced by ordinary bows and arrows from the Phoenix Feather Divine Bow. Kill them!"
Upon hearing this, the twelve personal guards immediately changed to another bow.
Fully draw the bow and shoot!
Twelve streaks of golden light pierced the horizon, falling like meteors into the formation of the demon army, and immediately heard heart-rending shouts.
The power of the Phoenix Feather Divine Bow held by twelve Taoist warriors is far beyond the imagination of the demon army.
There are thirty ordinary arrows in each arrow pot. Depending on the density of the opponent's army, one arrow can kill hundreds of arrows, and more than a thousand lives can be harvested in one round.
Taking this into account, compared to the total number of monsters in the army, it may not be anything, but it is a kind of psychological shock, causing the monsters in the back row to panic.
At this time, Ren Cangqiong also waved the golden wings of the sun and flew in front of the demon army. He held a bamboo sword and his whole body was wrapped in the golden light, like a Yao God.
Ren Cangqiong finally decided to take action himself and deal a blow to the soul of the demon race!
"A sword strikes the ground..."
"Two swords move the world!"
"Three swords separate yin and yang!"
"Down with the Four Swords Ling Yao!"
"Five swords gather the five elements, condense the sound of thunder, thousands of swords rush, break the sky of the gods! Kill!"
In terms of large-area lethality, this set of sword skills evolved into a sword formation is currently the most effective.
Yao Qiong seemed to have been torn open, and thousands of golden swords fell from Yao'er, like golden meteorites falling down and falling into the camp of the demon army.
The terrifying golden light was like a divine strike, becoming a nightmare that the demon army could never forget.