The endurance of these monster soldiers is obviously not good.
Xiao Sheng hung in the air, smacking his lips with unfinished thoughts.
If the squad leader hadn't sent a message to remind the poor criminals not to pursue them, would he have let these merit points go?
The monster soldiers retreated like a tide after being blocked in one charge, leaving behind the corpses of monster beasts and a small number of monster soldiers on the ground, as well as the craters blasted by rockets.
In the true sense of the word, ‘Five minutes of fierce fighting, two hours of driving’.
At the entrance of the canyon, a mountain of monster corpses was piled up in front of more than a dozen monks, but the battle line they maintained did not retreat half a meter.
Zhou Zheng is in pretty good shape at the moment.
He was covered in demon blood, looked a bit scary, and had a few scratches on his right shoulder. This magic windbreaker had eliminated most of the force of the blow.
The six or seven shield-wielding monks beside Zhou Zheng, as well as the several first- and second-level Guixu overhaul cultivators who came to support him later, were in a very embarrassed state at the moment. Not only did they consume too much mana, but they also had many scratches all over their bodies.
More than ten monks fell from the left and right, holding pills and bandages in their hands and moving forward.
A pretty cute female cultivator took the initiative to ask Zhou Zheng:
"Fellow Taoist, do you need healing?"
Zhou Zheng shook his head with a smile, picked up his shield and jumped to the pile of corpses in front of him, looking up to the sky.
A fierce battle is going on in the sky. The demon and immortal seem to be in a stalemate. You can see streams of light chasing and colliding with each other.
Zhou Zheng turned his head and looked at the situation in the canyon.
Hundreds of ragged mortals huddled on both sides of the canyon, each kneeling in a prayer posture. It seemed that this posture was their instinctive reaction.
Look at the area plowed by rockets.
These rockets are equipped with armor-piercing submunition warheads. Each warhead carries more than 700 submunitions, which can destroy armor and destroy monsters.
It's a pity that most of the humanoid demon soldiers relied on their spiritual power to resist, and at most they were seriously injured.
Zhou Zheng's eyes were fixed on the 'horse' demon general.
The strong man transformed by the demon general was kneeling in front of him. Although his body was covered in scars, there were no fatal injuries, so the monks did not dare to approach easily.
"Squad leader," Yue Wushuang's voice came out of the Bluetooth headset: "It seems that the demon soldiers have really retreated."
"Thunder, little rain?"
Zhou Zheng held up his earphones and said quickly:
"Wushuang went to the commander here to give feedback and let them make a decision as soon as possible. There should be a rule early on whether to go back or to guard. Zhiyong, you have many tricks. Try to monitor the surrounding environment and find out the true intention of the demon."
"clear."
"Yeah," Li Zhiyong responded, slightly dissatisfied with Zhou Zheng's evaluation.
What does it mean to have a lot of tricks? He obviously thought everything through and made full preparations for all kinds of foreseeable situations.
With this murmur in his heart, Li Zhiyong calmly took out a 'jewelry box' from his pocket, opened it carefully, released two bee-sized spiritual insects, and watched them quickly disappear into the distance.
A certain Guixu peak cultivator looked at him with admiration, and landed beside Zhou Zheng with his arms folded.
"Squad leader, what should I do with this horse? Are you keeping it as a mount?"
"Me!" Zhou Zheng glared at Xiao Sheng, "Brother Xiao, don't talk nonsense, why do I need a mount!"
"Awesome!"
Xiao Sheng chuckled, shoulders relaxed, hands in his pockets, winking at Zhou Zheng: "You don't like it, right? Just say so if you don't like it... That's right, you definitely don't like a mount of this level.
"
"Okay, just look at me and I'll go ask what's going on."
Zhou Zheng took off his wrist guard, and the three-ring immortal power was shining brightly, ready to explode at any time.
A wisp of breeze blew past, carrying Zhou Zheng's figure flying like catkins, landing ten meters behind the horse Demon General.
On the cliff, Li Zhiyong had already locked the muzzle of his gun on the demon general's neck.
Although he was unable to cause direct damage to the Yuanxian Realm demon general, if the demon general rose up and attacked, Li Zhiyong was sure to buy Zhou Zheng a second or two.
Zhou Zheng stood behind the demon general and deliberately cleared his throat, but the demon general just sat there kneeling and ignored him.
"Fellow Taoist?" Zhou Zheng shouted.
The other party still didn't respond.
At the mouth of the canyon, demon corpses are piled up.
Xiao Sheng tilted his head and looked at this scene with a bit of impatience in his eyes. He immediately went up to question him, but the half-demon woman wearing a cheongsam stumbled over and shouted several times to Xiao Sheng from below.
Xiao Sheng scratched his head and relayed the words he heard to Zhou Zheng.
Zhou Zheng put a few question marks on his forehead, and then he followed his words, making his voice deeper and deeper, his eyes as deep as possible, and he said:
"The person sitting here is Brother Yun?"
The strong man suddenly raised his head, stood up tremblingly, turned around and looked at Zhou Zheng, his clear-cut and resolute face was filled with shame, and he bowed his hands in salute to Zhou Zheng:
"I don't dare to be the son of a Martial Saint. I am just a horse spirit. If I can become the mount of a Martial Saint one day, it will be a lifetime blessing. How dare I call myself Yunchang? Who is your Excellency?"
Zhou Zheng was down for a second or two.
According to what Xiao Sheng just said... the horse demon's wife said that the horse demon got a DVD player more than ten years ago and watched the Romance of the Three Kingdoms and various costume dramas every day, which made the horse crazy.
He admires Guan Yu and Guan Yunchang the most, and his ideal is to become a loyal horse like the senior Red Rabbit Horse.
Well, to do business, to do business, we have to get information on this demon general.
Zhou Zheng immediately raised his hands and replied: "I'm Longchen, little Bao Zheng!"
"ah?"
The strong man looked Zhou Zheng up and down: "Why is your skin so fair?"
"Advance with the times."
"Why is the mark missing on the forehead?"
“Eclectic.”
Zhou Zheng responded fluently and quickly got to the point:
"My brother is a general of the Spiritual Clan, but he kills the mortals who are protecting him. He must be driven by righteousness and has to do it as a last resort!
"May I ask, brother, what happened?"
"well."
The horse demon smiled bitterly, but did not hide anything and began to tell the story of the cause and effect.
It is nothing new that demons keep humans captive.
The purpose of keeping humans in captivity is extremely cruel. Human souls are a great supplement to demons and can also be used to refine various evil magic weapons.
The Northeastern Front has always been peaceful. Futian Alliance has invested most of its resources in the west, south, and northwest to deal with the offensive of the Eighteenth Route Demon King. The Northeastern Front has only built some 'bases', not even large-scale towns.
reserve.
Therefore, this group of monsters in the northeast occupies the mountain and is king, living happily and at ease on weekdays.
In order to avoid detection by the immortals of the Futian Alliance, they opened up underground caves like spider webs and raised tens of thousands of mortals underground, allowing the mortals to do only three things: worship, survive, and reproduce.
Mortals who have lost the ability to reproduce will have their souls extracted and their bodies fed to monsters.
Many evil practices require the sacrifice of boys and girls, and they are also selected from these livestock-like mortals.
The horse demon sighed:
"Recently, King Qingyuan has united with seventeen other kings to station troops in the southwest to participate in a grand event, intending to defeat the Futian Alliance and compete for the Blue Star.
"A certain loyal king ordered to refine a Ten Thousand Souls Banner and send it to the southwest to help in the battle to please the Qingyuan King.
"When the butcher's knife fell, blood flowed into a river, and all living beings suffered terribly!
"At some point, I got angry and saved these hundreds of lives. Although I acted out of righteousness, I committed the crime of disloyalty. I was in a dilemma. I couldn't live anymore, so I went back to ask for the punishment!"
Ten Thousand Souls Banner?
What age are we in now and are we still doing this nonsense!
Zhou Zheng kept clenching his fists, but he was not blinded by his anger and thought carefully about the authenticity of the horse demon's words.
"Brother, I still don't know something," Zhou Zheng asked, "Then why, when Brother led everyone to flee south, the three mountain kings had already arrived, but they didn't take direct action against Brother?"
The horse demon was startled for a moment, suddenly trembled a few times, and made several chirping sounds from his mouth.
"Oops! Someone has become a pawn of the three kings!"
"What do you mean by this?"
The horse demon suddenly raised his head and said anxiously:
"I heard your Majesty say that the Ten Thousand Souls Banner still lacks a main soul, so a true immortal is the best! If this banner is made, I don't know how many lives will die for it!"
Zhou Zheng nodded, immediately started talking to the Bluetooth headset, turned around and ran back to the canyon front.
Good guy, the bait the other party placed is to catch our true immortal!
The roar of the engine suddenly sounded, and more than a dozen twin-propeller transport helicopters appeared again. The hundreds of cultivators seemed to have been ordered to fly to the canyon, restrain the mortals, and quickly transport them to the helicopter.
Yue Wushuang reminded through the Bluetooth headset: "Squad leader, the evacuation order has been issued."
"Well, let's go too," Zhou Zheng said. "The faster we retreat here, the less pressure our True Immortal will have. As long as we can successfully put an end to the battle, we will win! Brother Xiao, take Wu Shuang and Qin'er with you!"
"clear!"
"no problem!"
Li Zhiyong suddenly said: "The demon soldiers have not completely retreated. They seem to want to surround us from the left and right sides, probably to delay our departure."
Zhou Zheng asked: "Zhiyong, do you have any way to defeat these dozen monsters above?"
"No," Li Zhiyong said, "We lack hard power and our chances of winning are less than 10%."
Zhou Zheng immediately made a decision: "Then collapse, withdraw, sell, and run away!"
Sudden.
Hey, hey, hey.
The clear sound of hoofbeats was heard, and the big black horse easily caught up with Zhou Zheng. Its mane was as shiny as if it had been soaked in Rejoice shampoo.
"Er"
The horse demon shouted loudly: "Ride me quickly!"
Zhou Zheng slipped and almost fell to his knees. As he ran, he turned around and handed over his hands: "We are leaving! Brother, let's meet again someday!"
"Sir! How can you give up so easily! You are Longchen Bao Zheng. It is your mission to protect mortals and uphold justice!"
The horse demon shook its soft mane, and most of the blood stains on its body fell off on its own.
"The real big deal is to prevent the birth of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner! Otherwise, in the future, people will be devastated, how can you and I not feel guilty!"
Zhou Zheng almost scolded Ma.
Brother, you are a demon general!
Where does such a great sense of responsibility come from!
"Only if we withdraw can the immortals retreat without any worries," Zhou Zheng explained. "It is better to rely on formations to hold on than to take risks and fight here."
"grown ups……"
"Hahahaha! Hahahahaha!"
Suddenly bursts of piercing laughter came from the air.
The disheveled banshee who always wore a mosaic when she appeared stood in the air. Facing the fierce battle in front of her, she waved her hand and a black flag slowly appeared behind her.
It's said to be a phantom, but it's already 90% solid!
"Want to escape? Can you escape? Even if you escape back to the formation, you will still open the formation today!
"Chen Xianchang! I want your life!"
After saying this, he crossed his hands in front of his chest and his body began to shake violently. The scene is not suitable for children at the moment.
The flag behind her suddenly surged into billowing black clouds, and within them were giant skulls flying into the sky, covering thousands of meters in an instant, and violently bombarding the people below!
The immortals in the sky are entangled and have to resist the invasion of these black energies, so they have no time to care about them at this moment.
The skulls fell like comets one after another, several helicopters exploded in the air, and the monks flying below were unable to form an effective defensive formation at all.
At this time!
A flash of sword light flashed across the sky. True Immortal Chen Fusheng resisted the bombardment of several streams of light, and his body fell down and pounced!
He let out a long roar, and with the shaking of his wrist, sword shadows filled the sky, and he was able to temporarily block the attack of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner by his own strength!
Chen Fusheng hurriedly shouted: "Quickly retreat! Stop caring about Pindao! This evil treasure is almost ready!"
However, giant skeletons flew from the left and right, completely blocking the path of the transport plane.
This is the devil's conspiracy!
It seems to be just a simple fishing, but in fact it contains a murderous intention against the true immortal. All the mortals and monks below have become a drag on the true immortal.
Either the true immortal leaves decisively and abandons these living beings, then there will definitely be a gap in the true immortal's heart.
Either the true immortals fight to the death and cover the retreat of these creatures, thus giving the demon side more opportunities to kill the true immortals and plunder their souls.
How could Chen Fusheng not figure this out!
He lowered his head and looked down, his eyes condensed for a moment, then turned to look at the sky. His long hair was scattered and dancing, and his Taoist robe was like the wind.
Step forward, move forward!
One person and one sword are approaching the Ten Thousand Souls Banner!
The other immortals are desperately casting spells and providing full support!
Zhou Zheng stopped at some point, thought for a few seconds, and turned to look at the horse demon:
"Brother Ma, take me for a ride! If you want to save people, please allow Brother Ma to listen to my orders temporarily! I Zhou... I, Longchen Xiaobao Zheng, will be very grateful!"
"Wa hahaha!"
The horse demon grinned: "He is the one who sacrifices his life for righteousness!"
Zhou Zheng got on his horse, and the five- to six-meter-long demon horse soared into the sky. Its four hooves produced balls of flames and rushed towards the skulls near the transport helicopters. He raised his right hand high, and the palm of his hand shone brightly with thunder.
"Defend on the spot! Call for help!"
…
"My lord! My lord! Something happened on the Northeast Line!"
There were a few bangs, and Xiaoyue almost fell under the table, jumped up with all four paws together, and hurriedly looked at the tablet handed over by her subordinates.
This is a high-definition satellite image with a lot of information.
A few kilometers away from an airport base on the northeastern line, black air was billowing in the mountains. Skulls with a diameter of three to four meters were flying back and forth, and they were constantly falling towards a canyon.
Look at the semicircular mask in the canyon, which is naturally a protective formation.
Under that large formation, you can vaguely see a villa...the villa of Zhou Zheng's team!
"I'll go! Why did this little ancestor get into trouble? Is he really possessed by a primary school student who is the god of death?"
Xiaoyue almost cried, raised her head and roared: "Hurry! Send a missile further north in this direction! The speed must be fast and the warhead must be light!"
"Sir! What is this for?"
"I'll go there in person! How can Bing Ning provide support in the southwest! Oh yes, contact the base closest to them quickly. If there are immortals, they will provide support immediately!"
Xiaoyue cursed: "These bastard monsters, before Uncle Fu stews me, I'll swallow them first!"
at the same time.
"Is there a fight in the east? Very good. Our Holy Clan has launched a full-scale offensive. We are just around the corner to capture the Blue Star! Go quickly to support us!"
The entire Northeastern Line quickly turned into a mess.
[PS: I highly recommend the new work "I Got You" by my friends. It is an endless stream of horror and focuses on suspense reasoning. The first copy has been completed and is ready for slaughter!
The plot keeps going from chapter to chapter, more updates will be added in the early morning!]