Feng Qing's body flew rapidly in the air, seemingly actively joining the fringe battle, but in fact it was avoiding Zhou Zheng's surroundings.
The situation has changed too quickly.
Applying pressure from all sides and attacking with force, the Futian Alliance resisted with all their strength. The two sides launched a battle around Qingshan City, stirring up the area within a radius of three to four hundred kilometers.
Mountains and forests collapsed, and fire continued to spew out.
The Qingshan City formation protects countless living beings, but outside the formation, immortals and demons are fighting.
The robbery master Zhou Zheng appeared carrying a golden wheel;
The green lion appears and wants to crush Zhou Zheng to death;
Unexpectedly, things took a turn for the worse.
A strand of Zhou Zheng's hair floated up, transforming into the famous Little God of War Nezha, the Third Prince!
Qingshi and Nezha fight outside the star to avoid smashing the star directly.
Although the situation on the battlefield does not seem to have changed much at this time, the fighting spirit of the Futian Alliance has become more determined, and most of the experts on the Demon Clan side who are not directly related to the Lion Clan have begun to plan an escape route.
Otherwise, Fengqing would not dare to ‘paddle the water’ openly.
A beam of golden light suddenly lit up, and the whole world seemed to be eclipsed.
The landing point of the golden light was not far from the wind chime.
A demon woman fell to the ground, along with the female fairy not far behind her;
The former transformed into a three to four meter long emerald green scorpion in mid-air;
The female fairy had an extra layer of armor on her body, and Yu Ruyi replaced it with a spear. Before she could regain her balance, she pounced directly on the back of the scorpion spirit. The spear fired out several rays of cold light, and there were immortals coming from the side to cover it up.
So how can the golden wheel of ban be used in this way?
Can it really be banned indefinitely?
Feng Qing narrowed his eyes and already made a decision.
He turned left and rushed directly towards the place where several Blue Star local demon kings were, turning into a gust of wind that made it impossible for the immortals who wanted to chase him to resist.
There were more than a dozen figures around Zhou Zheng, but more than a dozen Yuanxian protected Zhou Zheng nearby and formed a battle formation not far from Zhou Zheng's feet.
The three demon kings who were traveling with Feng Qing looked at each other and did not attack Zhou Zheng. Instead, they quickly retreated towards the edge of the battle, intending to kill several immortals from the Futian Alliance.
At this moment, the second golden light flashed across the sky!
Another immortal and a monster fell downwards. The immortal held the magic weapon for melee combat, and the monster quickly transformed into its original form.
The third way!
The fourth way, the fifth way!
Four golden lights lit up from the sky!
The immortals with the highest cultivation level among the Futian Alliance [Reincarnated Immortals] stood up and activated the golden wheels behind Zhou Zheng one after another.
And the thirty-six [Linshixian] who are here have withdrawn and pounced on the monster masters who have been sealed with souls, using their magical powers and magic weapons to throw them away without any reservation!
The situation in the field is actually turning around!
but……
After Zhou Zheng's golden wheel erupted with the sixth ray of golden light, his face suddenly turned pale and bloodless, and it felt as if someone had hit him hard on the back of the head.
Is this thing connected to my soul?
Zhou Zheng didn't have time to think too much, so he used magic to expel the pills he had swallowed in advance.
Now he can no longer give up halfway!
If this move can reverse the situation, even if you bear some consequences, it is completely acceptable.
The seventh ray of golden light flew out!
Click.
Zhou Zheng's vision turned black, and he heard a strange crisp sound coming from behind, as if something was breaking.
He almost fell from the air.
The feeling of weakness that invades the bone marrow swept through the whole body.
Zhou Zheng bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, red blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, and his angry expression became a bit more ferocious.
The immortal in the distance immediately hesitated when he saw this.
"Come again!"
Zhou Zheng roared in a low voice, his hands holding the word 'Lin' trembling slightly.
Another golden light shines, breaking through the shadow of the clouds and shooting towards the northwest!
The frightened four or five demon masters fled quickly, but there was still one demon king level master who was left behind by the golden light.
"kill him!"
An old demon roared loudly, but his roaring voice was immediately cut off by the sword shadow in front of him. The immortals of the Futian Alliance had gone from being ruthless before to now fighting for their lives!
The battle began to center on Zhou Zheng, and the eight monsters with their souls sealed were currently being besieged by the immortals of the Futian Alliance.
'No, we've reached our limit.'
Zhou Zheng had a hard time raising his head despite his dizzy head.
Fortunately, what was drained of him was the power of his soul, that is, his "spiritual head". His own magic power was still there, and he could barely maintain control of the air.
He constantly adjusted his breathing, and his magic power circulated around the sky like a river, and there was even a surging sound in his body.
But Zhou Zheng's spirit was extremely tired and he couldn't even hold the shield in his hand steady.
Is sealing eight big monsters enough?
Has the war situation been balanced?
Those casual cultivators really don't need to count on it. They are just waiting for the two sides to decide the outcome in the entire Three Realms. Whoever wins they will help whom. Even if it is useless, there is no fault.
It's just human nature, Zhou Zheng has no complaints against this group of casual cultivators.
He just feels that he is not strong enough.
Zhou Zheng squinted his eyes slightly to make his vision clearer, and looked everywhere with difficulty.
In the north there is a big snake dancing on the poison.
The swordsman in white has a blood-stained gown.
The pretty fairy's eyes are filled with blue thunder.
The silver-armored warrior's iron fist shattered.
There are many demonic shadows, the evil spirit is shocking, the rivers are cut off, and corpses are buried in the long valleys.
What a scene of fighting;
What a great battle.
This is just a corner of the Three Realms, just an ordinary star. I don't know how powerful and tragic the war that will affect the entire star field will be.
Some demon masters tried to rush towards Zhou Zheng, but were blocked by the immortals.
Immortals have fallen from the sky like dead leaves, and their own vitality has gradually disappeared.
Both sides began to reduce personnel continuously.
Perhaps they were all fired up, and the intensity of the fight was still increasing. Many masters of the monster race showed their best skills, and the immortals of the Futian Alliance were eager to fight for the last mouthful of their life essence and blood.
Zhou Zheng felt that his energy had recovered a little.
"Squad leader," Li Zhiyong's voice sounded from the button communicator pinned to his collar, "Your limit should be eight golden lights, and there are eight golden wheels behind you. Now the situation has begun to develop in our favor."
Zhou Zheng nodded solemnly and said in a rather weak voice: "Don't worry... I will leave one hand for the five-headed lion or the golden-winged eagle."
"I also have a laser beam here," Li Zhiyong said. "It will be launched in two minutes. What do you think, squad leader, about shooting five lions or a weaker demon king?"
"Five lions..."
Zhou Zheng did not hesitate at all: "He is the culprit who broke the balance of Blue Star. Try to free General Yinhu to establish a greater advantage."
"Okay," Li Zhiyong responded softly, and the buttons on Zhou Zheng's collar made no sound.
Zhou Zheng shook his head and smiled.
When did he put his hands and feet on this magic weapon windbreaker?
What will happen if the ninth golden light is emitted? Will you faint?
If the price is to fall asleep and lie down for a few months, then Zhou Zheng feels that he can bear it...
cracking
A sharp bird roar suddenly penetrated Zhou Zheng's ears.
Zhou Zheng steeled himself and looked up, only to see the figure of the White Horse Sword Immortal being thrown backwards, his whole body almost turned over, he was vomiting blood, and the long sword in his hand was broken!
God general!
In front of the White Horse Sword Immortal, the golden-winged eagle was carrying a golden gust of wind, sweeping towards the White Horse Sword Immortal, roaring with pride that he was about to win.
In the air not far away, the Baihua Fairy kept making overlapping prints with her hands, and each petal seemed to trap the golden and red eagle.
But this fierce bird had a golden section feather on its forehead that turned into a blood glow, as if it had activated some secret technique, completely ignoring Baihua Fairy's illusory formation.
"How dare you, evil beast!"
The eye-catching white tiger roared loudly and wanted to rush into the air to help, but was suddenly knocked down by the five bloody red lions. The two giant beasts smashed the mountains and forests, and strangled fiercely on the ground.
Fairy Baihua bit her silver teeth lightly, and there was a long sword in her hand. Her weak figure rushed towards Baiju Sword Fairy, but Yukong's speed was always much slower. Eighty-one Chinese website
She's not very good at head-on combat.
The golden light flashed several zigzag trajectories in the air, easily knocking Baihua Fairy away and breaking through the shadow of the sword thrown by Baiju Sword Fairy with all his strength.
The sharp beak pierced the chest of the White Horse Sword Immortal, and pulled out a little person over three inches tall. Then the bird raised its head, squeaked twice in its mouth, and its Adam's apple trembled slightly.
The whole place seemed to be completely silent.
Having been attracted by Nezha and the Blue Lion before, the immortals had somewhat overlooked that this ferocious bird with the blood of the golden-winged roc eagle was the most terrifying ferocious soldier in the field...
But how could Blue Star’s second-ranked immortal, the direct subordinate of Emperor Ziwei, Sword Immortal Bai Ju...
The corpse of Baiju Sword Immortal slid downwards.
at the same time.
…
In the starry sky.
Nezha, who was beating the green-haired lion, frowned, turned to look in the direction of Blue Star, turned around and was about to fly towards Blue Star.
'What about Emperor Ziwei's subordinate?'
Nezha grabbed the fire-tipped spear and was about to rush forward, but the green-haired lion roared several times, laughed wildly, wrapped Nezha with billowing black air, and cursed:
"Do you really think you are Sun Wukong? I am really afraid of you!"
Nezha's nose trembled slightly.
"Can you say that again."
"You really think so!"
The gold bracelet on Nezha's wrist suddenly enlarged, and was grabbed by his left hand and thrown into the black air. A fire-tipped spear shone brightly.
The figure of the white-clothed gentleman flashed before his eyes, and then he inhaled sharply, four arms appeared on his back, and two heads appeared on the left and right. Three faces were angry and angry, and he stepped forward to hit the black clouds.
"you wanna die!"
…
Within the sea.
In front of the deep trench, a beautiful figure in silver armor stood quietly. Ao Yiling leaned on his spear and stared down at the rolling black water below.
The Demon King has awakened.
With such a huge fluctuation in the fighting skills, the Green Lion King of Shituoling and the Great God of Santan Haihui appeared one after another, and their Taoist charm enveloped the entire Blue Star. How could the Jiao Demon King continue to sleep?
It should be observing the current situation of Blue Star.
As long as the demon clan has an advantage, it will definitely join the battle.
Ao Yiling took a deep breath.
What can she do?
If Yingying came out of Hualong Pond and knew that it was because of her inability to contribute that the Dragon Demon King joined the frontal battle, which ultimately led to Zhou Zheng's tragedy, then Yingying would probably hate herself to death.
Ao Yiling thought so, the dragon's blood all over his body gradually became hot, and the light in his eyes became more and more intense.
However, what Ao Yiling didn't know was.
Just at the bottom of the trench, the sea floor covered by the huge body of the Dragon Demon King is hidden in a small cave inside.
There was a chubby figure with his hands behind his back, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him with a smile.
The two figures have been confronting each other here for a while, but they are restraining each other, and neither one has the intention to take action first.
…
Inland, over Qingshan City.
The corner of the golden-winged eagle's mouth showed a bit of a sinister smile, his eyes stared at the Flower Fairy, and he raised his head slightly. The feathers on his forehead seemed to be dripping with blood, and the shadow of the golden-winged roc eagle appeared behind him.
Its small eyes narrowed slightly, and it collided head-on with Baihua Fairy!
Baihua Fairy's pretty face was full of solemn expression.
Only she can resist at this moment!
At this moment, she is the only one with the strength to stop this vicious creature!
She pushed forward with her right palm, and the black hair danced behind her. The long skirt reflected her face, making her feel sixty-seven points more sacred out of thin air.
The flowers are blooming!
call out
The golden red eagle once again brought out a rapid sonic boom.
wrong!
Fairy Baihua suddenly changed her color, and before she even had time to turn around, she flew straight back, heading towards Zhou Zheng.
The golden-winged eagle actually bypassed Baihua Fairy and used its extreme speed to kill directly towards the core point of the audience.
It wants to get rid of Zhou Zheng first!
Fairy Baihua turned pale with rage, her lips were almost bitten with blood, and her hands in the seal were as fast as phantoms. One after another, petals circled in front of the golden-winged eagle, and were directly smashed by the golden-winged eagle.
Why can't I be trapped?
Why can't my own magic array trap it?
The nearest angel swooped towards him, and the golden-winged eagle threw away all the light and gun shadows it shot.
Zhou Zheng's pupils shrank sharply, and he didn't even have a chance to sit up at this moment. He glared at the golden-winged eagle, holding on to the shield in his hand tightly, and there was another long knife filled with fairy light.
There is only one battle!
No matter how tyrannical it is, there is only one battle today!
There is no way out for this body, so there is no need to retreat any further!
He has lived his life in the past year!
"come!"
"cracking"
"don't want!"
A slightly sad cry came from Baihua Fairy's mouth. There were flowers all around her, and a peony quietly exploded, and her figure disappeared in an instant.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Different from other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment just changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.