"Yes, the so-called ghost clan is the Yin soldiers whose souls are in the underworld, have obtained resources, and have successfully cultivated!"
Zhou Wei waved her big hand, and the blossoming green lotus rotated, wiping out the remaining souls.
The fifth lord looked at Qing Kongchen and Zhou Wei in the void with some confusion, and felt very excited. Are these two people still spiritual cultivators? The fifth lord stretched out his huge palm and patted his face gently.
, looking towards Qing Kongchen Road.
"Master Shishen, the Demon Lord is not here. May I ask if the Demon Lord has any instructions? What should we do next?"
Qing Kongchen was stunned, waved his hand and said: "I am not Shi Yaxian, I am Qing Kongchen. If you don't have any losses, I think you should reorganize and station in the north of the Northern Continent to prevent the 30,000 troops from Que Liu.
Come for a sneak attack."
"Then it's up to you."
The fifth lord, in the huge head, the sound of an urn sounded.
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On the coastline, a huge eye blazing with fiery red demonic flames looked at the coastline carefully.
"No, this is Satan's demonic eye. He can see wherever there are demons."
"Don't be afraid, what if Satan comes? Just kill him. Besides, how could Satan come? He has long been seriously injured by Moonlight Bodhisattva and is dying in the devil city."
In the Yaksha battle formation, a commander shouted loudly.
Suddenly, there was silence in the battle formation. Although many Yaksha stopped talking, the fear in their hearts still existed.
A hundred miles away from the coast, demonic auras burst out from Huang San's hands, and he drew a figure in the void.
"Yaksha's 70,000 men are divided into seven divisions, each with 10,000 men. From south to north, they are arranged horizontally in a one-two-one-two arrangement. It is obvious that they pay more attention to the retreat route in the north and the defense in the west."
Shi Yaxian and Jian Wuqi frowned, looked at Huang San, and asked softly: "How are Beelzebu and the others?"
Huang San sighed and said slowly: "We have to hurry up. Beelzebub's 30,000 people will not suffer much loss. But Nigel's more than 10,000 people were originally tired troops who survived the great escape. I'm afraid
It won’t last long.”
Jian Wuqi looked at Huang San's vitality map, slowly stretched out his fingers and said: "We will attack diagonally from the 10,000 people in the north, and then join forces with Beelzebub and Nigel's 40,000 people, and then we will
Eat 40,000 people in the south."
Huang San suddenly looked at Jian Wuqi, stretched out his thumb, and shouted: "Guards, set off."
Once upon a time, I only wanted to become a member of the Guards, but I didn't expect that the Guards now came to protect me!
On the eastern coastline of the northern continent, Nigel led his 10,000 fatigued troops and repeatedly charged at Beelzebub, south of Clark's army.
But the 20,000 people in the southern part of Beelzebub's army, from guarding each other in the beginning, to now becoming one, tightly suppressing Nigel's more than 10,000 people.
Although Beelzebub also led his army slowly southward, it was still difficult to break through this line of defense composed of 20,000 people.
Nigel was dizzy for a while, and suddenly shouted loudly in front of him: "General, I can't hold on anymore, take the first step."
"Boom," an extremely tired soldier surged up with fiery red demonic flames all over his body and crashed into the large gray shield, exploding his body.
"Boom boom boom," in an instant, countless gray armored soldiers were blasted backwards by this huge energy and retreated in chaos.
"Boom," Nigel suddenly became energetic and smashed open the big gray shield in front of him with a stick.
Several figures of gray warriors flew across the sky, and drops of blood flew across the sky. Nigel shouted: "Brothers, hold on, the devil's eyes have burst into the void and will come soon."
.Hold on!”
"Boom, boom, boom," just as Nigel finished his words, there were several more explosions.
"Give me that big shield, Mader." Commander Yasha on the other side roared angrily, and Nigel looked into the distance with a sad face.
"Lord Demon Lord, why don't you come?"
Huang San floated at the forefront of the Guards, and suddenly felt a stinging pain deep in his soul.
Nigel's blood-covered face suddenly appeared in the depths of his soul. Huang San was shocked and shouted angrily: "Hurry up."
"Enemy troops appear in the distance. Archers are preparing. The target is the demon warrior in the sky in the west."
A Yaksha commander shouted loudly.
Shi Yaxian looked at the front of Wan Yaksha. Hundreds of large shields had been slowly erected, and countless large gray bows behind the large shield were slowly being opened.
"Cang," the Qianqiu Sword in Shi Yaxian's hand suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Time," a green color shrouded the Yaksha phalanx. In an instant, the movements of the countless archers and the big shields became slower.
"Swish, swish, swish," but at this time, the Guards were not slow in their movements. Long spears, which were pitch black and erupted with red demonic flames, were thrown fiercely into the battle formation.
Suddenly, countless blood flowers emerged, and the figures of gray warriors fell helplessly into the blood.
"Cang Cang Cang," amidst the endless roar of sword intent, countless sword lights emerged within the ten thousand battle formation. The sword that was usually so obedient was now slashing at its master.
In an instant, looking at the countless heads tumbling under their feet, the remaining warriors in the original battle formation of ten thousand Yaksha warriors were suddenly shocked when they saw the scene of more than a thousand people falling in an instant.
moment.
"Tap tap tap," the 20,000 guardsmen, at this time, a stream of black steel poured in. In an instant, among the 10,000 people in the battle formation, the figure of the Yaksha warriors looked like a gray dandelion.
Scattered in all directions.
"No, it's reinforcements from the demon clan. Hurry and encircle them."
At this time, there were 20,000 Yaksha tribesmen in the north. Seeing that these 10,000 people were easily torn apart by a torrent of black iron, they hurried south to support them.
Beelzebub looked at this scene and laughed in his heart. He hurriedly rode on the bone dragon and led eight thousand soldiers to cover Huang San's guards and gathered together.
Huang San looked at the 20,000 Yaksha troops in the north. He smiled, and with a big move, a dark gate emerged. From the dark gate, death knights and bone dragons jumped out to assist Beelzebub.
, to stop the 20,000 people heading south.
"No, it's Satan himself who is here. I feel like giving it back to General Queliu and asking him to lead an army to support him." A commander in the Yaksha battle formation shouted in panic.
However, Huang San ignored this and shouted at Clark: "Take five thousand people to support Nigel, and the rest will follow this demon lord to kill Yasha."
"Kill, kill, kill," the endless soldiers were extremely happy, and their strong murderous aura shocked the coastline.
Huang San's 20,000 guards, together with less than 20,000 demon warriors, charged towards the south, the 20,000 men from the third and fourth tribes of the Yaksha clan.
"Buzz," Huang San's huge death scythe burst out with endless temptation, causing the Yaksha warriors to cover their heads with their hands and lose their fighting ability.
At this moment, Huang San's huge death scythe flew vertically and horizontally. In an instant, countless Yaksha warriors around him were chopped into the void, leaving an open space in front of Huang San.
Jian Wuqi glanced sideways, and in the endless sword light, there was a strong aura of the road of good and evil. Among the nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine green swords flying, gray armored soldiers were beheaded one after another.
Cut into numbers.
When Shi Yaxian looked at Jian Wuqi and Huang San, they were killing each other so happily, and suddenly a sudden surge of emotion came to his mind, and a divine sun shrouded all directions.
As the Qianqiu Era Sword flew in his hand, green divine light emerged.
In an instant, all the hundreds of Yaksha warriors around him turned into decrepit white-haired old men, and their frail bodies slowly turned into ashes.
The approximately 20,000 Yaksha warriors looked at the three of them, as if they had crushed a bunch of ants to death. The Yaksha warriors who had killed hundreds of deified cultivators in an instant were all ashen-faced and dumbfounded.
"Kill, kill, kill."
But Huang San's guards and the more than 10,000 demon warriors did not dare to ignore it. They blocked their bodies with large black shields, and when they suddenly thrust out with black spears, countless Yaksha warriors,
Scattered to one place.
"Are you too shameless? Three Tianyan great cultivators are attacking a group of deified warriors, and you are not afraid of others laughing at you?"
Suddenly, a black and gray figure appeared in the void.
This figure, with a bare upper body and yellow trousers on the lower body, and a long three-pointed fork in his left hand, is really the general of the Yaksha tribe, Queliu.
"Shameless? Shameless for what? Didn't you Yashas use a hundred thousand people to sneak attack our Nigel? Didn't you use a ghost formation to trap our fifth lord? This is a war, not a competition!"
Huang San stared angrily at Que Liu in the void in the distance. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He raised his death scythe and shouted loudly.