Along the barren mountain road, a large number of mythical beasts rushed out from the mountains on both sides. Black flags fluttered in the wind, setting off groups of heart-stopping thick fog of various colors. Within a moment, the team of dozens of people was trapped.
At the foot of Broken Knife Mountain.
On the mountain road, two pale fangs protruded from the corners of the mouth of the burly man, and he laughed wildly. The sound echoed in the valley like thunder, making people's eardrums buzz. It was obvious that he had advanced cultivation.
The strength of the demon monks is definitely not comparable to those of the small divine beasts in the Western Territory. It is impossible to say that this strength must be at least around rank five or even rank six.
Just when Feng Jueyu took the witch gods and Danlu to hide in the Tiandaozhu, an accidental battle started without warning.
After the burly man shouted, he held a huge ghost-headed ax in his right hand and swooped down from the mountain road. There were at least nearly two hundred monsters and beasts behind him, but no one could match his speed.
I saw this big man rushing to the bottom of the mountain, leaping high into the air, a huge momentum rising from his body, golden light flowing around his body, holding an ax in both hands and slashing at the crowd with an axe.
The foothold Feng Jueyu was looking for happened to allow him to have an overview of the whole situation. He saw the ghost-headed ax emitting a burst of demonic smoke, and then a huge ax beam rushed out from the ax head and struck at the crowd.
"What a steel-skinned pig king, you have actually practiced bloodline magic to the point where you are like a brother-in-law. With the thirty-two principles, you have spent a lot of effort on magic."
Seeing the ax light slashing towards the crowd, the gods in the team were all shocked. At this time, a middle-aged man rushed out of the crowd and came to the back of the team.
His white clothes were fluttering, his robe was stained with blood, and his whole body was filled with strong protective energy. Without any explanation, he raised a green long sword to his head.
"Crack!"
Thunder sounded like thunder on the plains, and a green light quickly filled the air and enveloped the sky above the team. The green sword took off in the wind and quickly turned into a huge sword light, facing the ghost-headed ax blade without giving up.
"boom!"
A second later, the sword light and the ax light collided fiercely in the air, followed by a deafening roar, and turbulent smoke and dust swept up, spreading in all directions with alarming momentum.
The impact of this smoke and dust was incredibly powerful, easily razing the two nearest small hills to the ground. Feng Jueyu hid in the Tiandao Pearl and saw clearly that there were countless light blades raging around in the smoke and dust, and the few at the back of the team
The god-man couldn't escape, and died in just an instant. The middle-aged god-man was too late even if he wanted to save him, so he could only stick a few defensive magics on his body that seemed to be of extraordinary quality, blocking the raging and violent blades.
strangled.
"Whoa!"
After taking a breath, the middle-aged man led his team and rushed forward dozens of meters away. However, when they stopped, the team of divine beasts had already formed an encirclement and started a fierce battle with the gods and men.
"What the hell is going on?"
The melee between hundreds of divine beasts and dozens of divine beings made Feng Jueyu's eyes widen. He couldn't believe that he had just come here to encounter such a scene.
Danlu glanced out through the window of Tiandaozhu's realm gate, took a breath and said, "Your Majesty, I'm so confused, we have met people from Tiangang City and Leishan Department."
"Leishanbu? Are they the demon cultivators carrying the banner?"
"That's right!"
Danlu Zhan pointed to the window tremblingly and said: "I have seen that big man before. He is one of the eight fierce generals under the Southern King of the Nine Tribes of Thunder Mountain. He is known as the Steel-Skeleton Pig King, Pig Heavenly Bristles. This Pig Heavenly Bristles are six
The divine beasts cultivated the bloodline "Steel Bone Powerful Technique" and were very powerful. Although their steel-bone pig clan was not a large clan in the Magic Weapon Wasteland, with such a pig Tianmane, they were already fighting monsters.
He has been standing for more than 200,000 years and is a famous evil monster on the must-kill list of the Five Gods City. The ghost-headed ax he uses is refined from the bones of a ghost corpse king in Dongjiang Soul Ridge.
What came out was mixed with blood and bone fine gold, earth king stone and other strange spiritual minerals. It took a full 50,000 years to refine it. It was very powerful, and the move he just made was a magical skill inherited from the bloodline of the Cyborg clan.
"Steel Bone Powerful Technique", and has already cultivated thirty-two ways to come out, it is amazing, it is indeed amazing."
Danlu introduced the situation of the big man very quickly, and the ignorant Feng Jueyu blinked in amazement.
He glanced at the several black demon flags fluttering in the wind through the realm gate window and said: "The demon flag is embroidered with a monster holding a knife and ax. Does it represent the War Demon Department?"
"That's right, near Broken Knife Mountain is the territory of the War Demon Tribe. Among the nine tribes in Thunder Mountain, the War Demon Tribe is ranked fourth in strength. The leader of the War Demon Tribe is the Nanwang Grand Master, an out-and-out Rank 8 master."
"Where are those gods and men? What are their origins? They don't have flags. Are they rogue cultivators?" When the Witch God saw hundreds of demon cultivators and gods fighting in the wilderness, his heart was filled with turmoil.
In the Magic Weapon Wasteland, it is not uncommon for gods and demon cultivators to engage in large-scale battles. However, these demon cultivators and god-men in front of them basically started at level three and were powerful, like the middle-aged gods and Zhu Tianzongdu.
It has reached rank six, and a battle of this scale has never been seen in the Western Border.
Danlu was absolutely familiar with the situation in the Magic Weapon Wasteland. He looked at the scurrying gods and quickly recognized their origins by observing their attire.
"No, they are not rogue cultivators. It is impossible for rogue cultivators to cross the Magic Weapon Wasteland because we haven't even reached the core of the wasteland yet."
"According to the distance, we need to walk for two more days to reach the center of the Shenbing Wasteland. If we extrapolate from the territory of Five Gods City, they have already walked more than half of the distance. The ones who can get here are definitely from Tiangang City.
A monk, and a direct disciple of Tiangang City."
Danlu introduced: "Tiangang City is ruled by the Tiangang Sect. They all wear white clothes with Tiangang patterns on their cuffs and collars. They are definitely direct disciples of the Tiangang Sect. The middle-aged man looks familiar to me, and he wears green
The sword should be the famous Herbal Divine Sword. This sword should be made from the branches of the Chunying tree in the Sijin Garden of Tiangangmen. It is rare to have a disciple of his Sijin lineage.
A mid-grade artifact.”
After hearing Danlu's words, Feng Jueyu couldn't help but nodded. He had long realized that the power of that sword was extraordinary.
Although the sword body is silvery and covered with greenery, not much metal is actually mixed into it. A sword is filled with the vitality of spring, and the sword aura contains the artistic conception of vegetation in spring.
The sword, sword spirit, sword intention, and the cultivation of the person wielding the sword are not weak. With just one sword, he can definitely sweep across Tianying City and Jinzhou City without a single opponent.
Feng Jueyu said: "So, the route to Broken Blade Mountain has been discovered by the demon cultivators from Leishan Department, and they are chasing the masters sent by Tiangang City."
"It should be." Danlu nodded and said: "If not, there would be no war. You know, Tiangang City has controlled the Duandao Mountain side for some time. If people from Tiangang City want to go to the west boundary, or nearby
No matter what kind of treasures are collected, as long as they are not excessive, the monsters in Broken Blade Ridge will not just ignore them, but will also try their best to help. I remember that the monsters in Broken Blade Ridge are the Red Silkworm Clan, and they have already joined Tiangang City.
.”
"What kind of monster clan is the Red Silkworm Clan?"
"It's the lineage of the Gu clan. Their clan leader is a red silkworm demon with level five strength. I didn't see him today. I guess he was killed by Zhu Tianmane. After all, the Leishan tribe will never allow the nine tribes of demon clan to attack.
The Five Gods City bows its head and surrenders."
"Hang!"
Danlu was using his remaining energy to clarify to Feng Jueyu the relationship between the magic soldiers of the wasteland and the Five Gods City. Halfway through his words, another loud noise came from the distant wasteland.
The three of them immediately stopped talking and watched the battle. They saw the middle-aged godman was repelled by Zhu Tianzong again. Zhu Tianzong had another artifact in his hand. It looked better than the Golden Bell of the God. It was a heavy weapon.
A thousand-jin gray weight was tied to a very thick chain that glowed gray.
Zhu Tianzhi swung the weight, whining and making wind, and the weight spewed out clouds of gray mad energy, chasing and beating the middle-aged god-man.
Under such an offensive, ghost-headed axes continued to attack, and the middle-aged godman was in a hurry and had no power to fight back.
"That godman is on his last legs. He will be killed by Zhu Tianzong in less than ten moves. This pig Tianzong is really powerful. He is obviously at rank six, and his strength is more than a step stronger than the godman."
Dan Ludao: "That's of course. One of the eight fierce generals of the Southern King is not in vain. Otherwise, he wouldn't be a member of the must-kill list of the Five Gods City. But this disciple of the Tiangang Sect is so strange.
, since they can come here, how come they are not prepared at all? They only sent a few dozen people, and they dare to come to the western border? "
Feng Jueyu squinted his eyes and looked at the battlefield, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Just as they were talking, the team of dozens of people was almost slaughtered.
There are dozens of gods, the lowest one is level three, and the strongest one is level six. With this configuration, half of the manpower was lost without even using a cup of tea.
In the other half, many people were seriously injured.
And there is still a middle-aged godman blocking Zhu Tianmane in front, otherwise the battle would have been over long ago.
At this time, the middle-aged god obviously couldn't hold on any longer.
Zhu Tianzong, who had astonishing physical strength, relied on the ferocity of the ghost-headed ax and weight in his hands to force the middle-aged god-man to the foot of the mountain. He struck the middle-aged god-man on the shoulder with an axe, and the huge ghost-headed ax sprayed a pale white spray.
In a rage, he instantly chopped off the middle-aged man's right shoulder, and separated one of his arms from his body.
"Jun Zixuan, it is an honor for you to die in the hands of my old pig. With your head and the traitor Red Silkworm Demon, the Southern King will not condemn me, haha."
After a fierce battle, the demon tribe gained the upper hand, and Zhu Tianzong also burst into laughter.
But at this moment, a rainbow light was seen flying from the sky in the distance. Above the rainbow light, a young woman came into the sky holding a three-color glazed sword.
Flying here!
"Zhu Tianzhi, I, Yun Moxian, am here, and I can't do anything wrong."