The moonlight is weak, and thousands of clouds compete for brilliance.
On one side of the Mao'er Lingnan Valley, the brutal sounds of fighting resounded through the mountains and wilderness. During this period, a fierce wind was raging like a storm raging across the earth, making this place with a radius of hundreds of miles like a purgatory that could not be looked directly at.
The evil wind is blowing everywhere and the mountains of corpses are the most realistic portrayal of the night demon world at this moment.
Compared with the scenes of rivers of blood during the battle in the valley, the battles in Mao'erling, a battleground for military strategists, were even worse.
When Feng Jueyu arrived at Mao'er Ridge, he was shocked to find that the scale of the battlefield here was many times more majestic than the previous front.
The small mountain ridge was now occupied by a dense flow of people, stretching from the mountainside to the top of the mountain, with distinctive formations of Night Demons everywhere.
The mountain is covered with pitch-black flags, and each flag represents a different branch of the Demonic Cultivator under the command of the Seven-Finger Demon King.
The banners swaying in the wind screamed, making a sound like thunder whipping the air. Under those flags representing different forces, the army of Daredevils were fearless and fearless, marching forward bravely to attack a man coming up from the mountain.
A square matrix.
Mao'er Ridge!
Feng Jueyu, who had retired from the battlefield before arriving here, learned that Mao'er Ridge was a battleground for military strategists. After several battles between the enemy and ourselves, this place was recently retaken by the Blood Head Division of the Seven Finger Demon King.
Went back.
Because the Seven Finger Demon King is determined this time, the battle for demonic dominance is becoming increasingly difficult to fight.
Gone forever is the scene like at the beginning when the three demon kings united with the spirit world to catch Lengyue Shenfeng off guard.
Accordingly, under the full control and coordination of the Seven Finger Demon King, the No. 1 Demon King, who has ruled the night demon world for millions of years, finally showed his extraordinary methods and powerful talents, and showed him
The enemy showed his sharpest fangs.
What can be seen is that Mao'er Ridge has been completely occupied by the Blood Head Division, and the dilapidated teleportation formation on it has been somewhat repaired.
Several teleportation arrays with no more than ten people allowed to teleport at a time are frequently lighting up with white light, like jade pillars reaching straight into the sky, constantly transporting new power to Mao'er Ridge.
The mountain changed hands several times, and the Tiangangmen and the three demon kings' coalition had no time to destroy all the teleportation formations, leaving enough opportunities for the Blood Head Division.
With the teleportation array, we can completely occupy and defend this important military base. Standing on this mountain and looking to the west, it is not difficult to see all the arrangements of the Tiangang Gate and the three demon kings' coalition forces.
The coalition forces certainly know this truth, so they are going all out to attack the mountain, trying to take back this military treasure from the hands of the Blood Headquarters.
Below Mao'er Ridge, the coalition forces had more troops and were desperately attacking the mountain.
Halfway up the mountainside, masters of Rank 7 and Rank 6 emerged one after another, all looking for suitable locations for fierce battles on the mountain to catch and fight.
Of course, such a large-scale battle will never be influenced by one person's thoughts, so the fighting is particularly chaotic. From time to time, there will be scenes of a certain master killing everyone, and then being overwhelmed by more people.
or be killed by a stronger person.
However, whenever a tree attracts the wind, both sides must be attracted to attack it.
War is the most cruel, especially a battle involving thousands of people. Even practitioners cannot guarantee absolute safety.
So much so that countless corpses with mangled flesh and blood and missing limbs were piled up below the majestic mountain.
Although just looking at it from a distance can send shivers down one's spine, Feng Jueyu's face showed an expression of enthusiasm and excitement.
There was still some distance from the actual foot of the mountain when a tall and burly man in black robes appeared directly in front of him.
This person is a Night Stalker. There is no green and red armband on his arm. He is an enemy.
This master of the Daredevil has a cultivation level of the fifth rank. His body is not as thin as a bamboo pole like most of the Daredevil. Instead, he is as burly as a bear.
He is nearly three meters tall and holds a long-handled yellow bronze scythe in both hands. The blade is as cold as frost.
When swung, the super-large scythe can take away four to five lives in an instant. Not only is it sharp, but its weight is also astonishing.
As Sen Ning's blood-red light swirled and swayed, it turned into blood-colored mist one after another, and was sucked in by the oversized scythe.
This is a special demonic artifact that relies on sucking blood to increase its power. With this knife in hand, the Night Demon can casually kill strong men in the same realm, killing people like chickens.
To the right of this man, about two hundred paces away, a pair of equally tall and emaciated Night Demon warriors were killing everyone.
They hid their faces in black hoods, making it difficult to see their appearance, but each of them held two short daggers, carrying black evil energy and wandering among the crowd like ghosts.
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From time to time, the two of them would emit hoarse screams like those of night cats who are threatened. The screams were like evil ghosts laughing, which greatly affected the state of mind of the strong men they fought with.
But these two people have extraordinary physical skills. No matter how bright the light in the sky is, they can't withstand the darkness of the night.
The two of them were enjoying harvesting the lives of their enemies like shadows, and in a short period of time, no one could do anything to them.
Halfway up the mountain, a red-robed witch held out a claw sword. At the end of the three-foot-long blade was a gloomy withered claw, glowing with a faint blue light at night.
It's obviously very poisonous!
The poison is also very special. It is obviously a blue and cold light, but there are strange lines flashing, as if it is alive, and it will form a devil's face from time to time.
The sinister poison!
This poison is extremely rare even in the night demon world, and one or two of it can often be sold for a sky-high price, which is equivalent to a mid-grade artifact.
Since it is expensive, it naturally has a reason to be expensive.
It is said that this poison has a different kind of spirituality, and those who suffer from it will suffer the pain of burning blood and tearing away tendons due to the sinister poison, which is unbearable for ordinary people.
The red-robed witch is a rank-6 master who has reached the middle realm.
Rushing all the way, Feng Jueyu was looking for his opponent.
Levels four and five would not be able to bring pressure to him, and in his imagination, even if he were in level six, it would be difficult for him to feel the difficult situation when fighting alone.
In this case, we can only look for worthy opponents in this field.
If that doesn't work, invite a few more experts who look good and let them do it together.
As he entered the battlefield with a single sword, Feng Jueyu was thinking about how to attract the attention of more powerful enemies. If other people knew about this idea, they would probably be called an idiot.
After all, the battlefield is a life-or-death situation and is extremely dangerous.
Most people want to seek good fortune and avoid disaster even if they break their heads, but they have to ask for trouble.
It's simply morbid.
Feng Jueyu secretly smiled bitterly. If he didn't become sick, he wouldn't be able to develop the Dao Meridian. He had no choice but to give it a try for the sake of a greater future.
Feng Jueyu thought about it and rushed into the battlefield, killing a few good-looking Night Demon masters first to attract the enemy's attention.
At this moment, his heart moved and he felt someone calling him.
"Hmm? Danlu, why are you calling me?"
Danlu from the Heavenly Dao Pearl came with Feng Jueyu. He felt the strong essence of the moon in Mao'er Ridge and couldn't help but volunteered: "Master, let me go into battle to kill the enemy. The moon here is
The essence is extremely rich, making it a good place for cultivation.”
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
When the two armies faced each other, the most basic warriors were three-turn and four-turn soldiers. Feng Jueyu didn't know where Danlu got the courage.
"The master is not afraid of death, so of course the old slave is not afraid, otherwise he would be embarrassed by his master."
Feng Jueyu smiled after hearing this. The Thorny Armored Wolf clan has always absorbed the essence of the moon to explore the inheritance potential and talent in their blood. This Maoer Ridge is the mountain of the middle moon. The essence of the moon is ten times richer than other places. Fight here.
, firstly, it allows Danlu to become more proficient in his own inherited divine arts and mystical powers, and secondly, it also allows the body soul to be fully bathed in the essence of the moon, allowing him to be promoted quickly.
"Okay, you can get some life-saving divine objects from the Tiandaozhu yourself, and pay attention to safety."
Feng Jueyu didn't have time to pay attention to Danlu, he still had to develop his Taoist veins, and he couldn't tolerate any interruption during this period.
As for Danlu not being afraid of risks, Feng Jueyu is very satisfied. If Danlu does not want to make progress and avoids danger, then one day, the gap between him and himself will become wider and wider. By then, he, this servant
It's incompetent.
Although as a servant, it is unlikely that he will be as powerful as his master, but it cannot be too different, otherwise the master will be disgraced.
When no one was paying attention, he released Danlu from the Tiandaozhu. After the latter left the Tiandaozhu, he rushed into the crowd like crazy and started fighting with the Night Demon.
The Witch God was so envious: "Oh, I have also entered the fourth realm. If I had a physical body, I could go out and kill enemies like Danlu. I'm envious."
Hearing the sour sigh from the Witch God, Feng Jueyu smiled faintly: "Don't worry, I have already started looking for a fleshy body for you. As soon as I find it, I will help you fulfill your wish."
Putting away the Heavenly Dao Pearl, Feng Jueyu stopped talking nonsense, turned into lightning, and rushed straight towards the Night Demon master holding a three-meter long scythe in his hand.
Behind him, Yang Wenbin, Hua Yan, Qiu Tong and others led the team and ran over with sparks and lightning.
Although this battlefield looks chaotic on the surface, the two camps actually have their own commanders who are controlling the overall situation.
Wherever you should go, where you can find opportunities to capture, and where you should build a defensive front, there are dedicated personnel to deploy and control it.
But no matter how we fight, Mao'er Ridge is a battleground, and everyone already understood the intention when they came - to seize Mao'er Ridge and destroy the teleportation array.
Only by completely occupying this place will it be conducive to full-scale garrison and counterattack.
Therefore, Mao'erling is always short of manpower. In fact, more people are constantly attacking various defense lines under the resistance of the Daredevils, in order to provide Mao'erling with the greatest and most beneficial support.
A few seconds later, a green shadow suddenly rushed into the center of the battle formation. Opposite it was the tall and majestic Night Demon Giant. A huge sickle danced airtight, harvesting lives to its heart's content.