The place where the fire dragon rolled around seemed to sound like a thunderous war drum, and Xiao Sheng soared into the sky unstoppably.
The face of the female demon standing in front of the Ten Thousand Souls Flag changed drastically.
How can there be heavenly soldiers and generals here? How can there be heavenly generals here?
Several pictures flashed before her eyes.
The mountains and forests filled with sky fire, the heavenly soldiers arrayed in the clouds, and the golden beams of light that struck down.
It's you again!
The gaze of this female demon instantly turned from fear to anger!
She immediately stepped back and stepped into the Ten Thousand Souls Flag without any hesitation, almost blending in with the Ten Thousand Souls Flag, and let out a long and sharp roar from her mouth.
Endless black energy gushed out from the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, and black skulls rushed downwards. At this moment, there were two groups of miserable green flames in the skulls!
It's like the gate to the underworld opens, and countless ghosts emerge from the eighteen levels of hell!
"kill!"
Xiao Sheng raised the gun with both hands, golden light burst out in his eyes, and the golden beam of light that penetrated the heaven and earth shone even brighter. He held the spear in his hand and threw out hundreds or thousands of gun shadows.
Bang bang bang!
A skull several meters in diameter was blown to pieces in the air!
The long river of darkness formed by black energy was directly cut off by the shadow of a gun rushing diagonally from below!
Xiao Sheng's forward speed has not been reduced by half!
The force was like breaking bamboo, the spear came out like a dragon, bullying the body into the boundless black energy, and then the spear swept across and slashed vertically, cutting off the billowing black cloud!
The female demon's face was pale, with a little blood seeping from the corners of her eyes and fingertips. At this moment, she only saw madness in her eyes, and she bit the tip of her tongue!
suddenly!
Whoosh——
A flash of silver light suddenly appeared, and the spear appeared three meters in front of her with sonic explosions and shock waves!
The female demon hurriedly retreated, but her body was restrained by the Ten Thousand Soul Flags and was slowed down for half an instant.
The spear rolled horizontally and struck, throwing the female demon and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner directly into the shadow of the spear. Strong golden light and dim silver light erupted at the same time!
In the black air, Xiao Sheng's right hand pointed at the sword, standing straight in front of his nose!
With a faint smile on his lips, he flapped his arms lightly, like a Kunpeng flapping its wings, soared up, grabbed the shaft of the dragon-like spear, and merged the shaking spear shadow directly into one!
Pick up the gun and thrust forward!
puff!
A big hole opened in the banner of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
The black energy around the female demon exploded, and she looked at her chest in disbelief.
The bright spear tip penetrated her thin figure, and also penetrated her soul...
She still wanted to speak, but her thoughts were cut off.
Xiao Sheng casually swung the barrel of the gun, throwing the female demon and the damaged flag toward the formation below.
He looked around, seeing that the giant skulls were constantly crumbling, but the billowing black energy was still raging.
So he carried the gun with his left hand, slowly raised his right hand, pressed it down on his chest, took a big breath, and opened his mouth to burst out layers of golden ripples!
"Those who are facing a battle should march forward in formation."
Golden sound waves roll past, and the sky is always clear.
Chen Fusheng, whose body was covered in blood and whose breath was wandering, looked blankly at Xiao Sheng's figure wearing armor and holding a gun with a look of reminiscence in his eyes.
"It is you……"
Xiao Sheng raised his head and looked at the fierce fighting ahead, with a slight smile on his lips, and said calmly:
"Brother, you only have half an hour to clear out all the demons. Chen Xianchang, please don't let me live up to my once-only power."
Chen Fusheng nodded immediately and used his immortal power to suppress the injury.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Sheng picked up his spear and pointed at the other monsters that were about to flee, but were stopped by the immortals desperately.
"Who just attacked my squad leader! Mader, step forward! I'll chop you up first!"
Chen Fusheng trembled all over, his immortal power almost went astray!
Shaking his head, Chen Fusheng walked with his sword in hand, and entered the battle with Xiao Sheng on the left and right.
The two immortals roared incessantly, and the shadows of swords and spears splashed in the air.
"wild."
In front of the formation, Zhou Zheng looked up at the interlacing lights in the sky, with a slight smile on his lips.
The jet-black horse transformed into a strong man and said with emotion: "The heavenly generals are nothing more than this. If I can fight in formation with all the heroes, this life is enough."
Zhou Zheng looked at the bone-deep knife wound on his arm, then looked at the even more terrifying wound on the strong man's chest, and said with a smile:
"Brother Ma, thank you very much, otherwise I might not even have the strength to speak now."
The strong man said seriously: "When you ride on me, these are just my duties."
Zhou Zheng:......
"Can we not use the word ride?"
"Huh? Why?" The strong man frowned, "Is that called sitting astride? Or is it sitting on top of me?"
Zhou Zheng's forehead was covered with black lines: "It's better to ride, at least it won't be so impressive."
Question marks appeared on the head of the strong man.
Zhou Zheng said: "I didn't ask Brother Ma's name."
The strong man shook his long flowing hair and said, "The last general is Zhao Zima from the Northeast!"
"cough!"
Zhou Zheng choked on his own saliva and coughed for a while.
Good guy, you didn’t dare to take the name of Yunchang, so you changed the name of Zhao Zilong?
Why don't you apologize to General Zilong quickly!
"Lolicon!"
A civet cat jumped out of the formation, rushed to Zhou Zheng's side, transformed into a human form with a puff, and shouted anxiously:
"You must not die!"
The corner of Zhou Zheng's mouth twitched: "I shouldn't die for the time being."
"Oh, there was a lot of blood."
Lingqin'er first breathed a sigh of relief, then blinked, laughed twice, and found a clean bandage and a bottle of disinfectant in her hand.
There was a slight blush on her face, she was shy and timid, she answered shyly, and even used a clipped sound:
"Master, please bandage it for you. You have worked hard in the battle."
"Don't touch me! Don't think I don't know what you want to do!" Zhou Zheng shouted urgently, "Wushuang, come quickly! She's going to do the following!"
"Hmph, even if you shout till your throat is broken, no one will come over! Let's disinfect it honestly!"
Ling Qin'er rushed forward, intending to poke Zhou Zheng's wound, and when she saw cold sweat pouring from Zhou Zheng's forehead, she immediately laughed out loud.
But when she pressed her small hands on the periphery of Zhou Zheng's wound, her movements were very gentle.
A ray of cool spiritual energy emitted from her fingertips, which made Zhou Zheng's pain subside by half.
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore! How could I add insult to injury like this!"
Ling Qin'er lowered her head and was busy, handling Zhou Zheng's wounds skillfully, and whispered: "Little Zhou Zhou is very brave, auntie will help you."
Zhou Zheng simply ignored her and continued to look up at the battle in the sky, letting the old cat lady take advantage of her verbally.
Zhao Zima turned to look at the master and servant, with a little thought flashing in his eyes, and a look of envy.
The half-demon woman in cheongsam came running towards him, and someone was taking care of him.
…
Solar system, near Saturn's rings.
Two nearly translucent vortexes were rotating opposite each other. From time to time, a stream of light would fly out from one side of the vortex and escape into the other side of the vortex.
These are like two 'teleportation arrays', and also like some kind of naturally formed passage, but there is an extra 'transfer station' here.
When Xiao Sheng exploded, a beam of golden light swept away the blue star.
"Huh?"
The stream of light passing through the two whirlpools suddenly stopped, and a pair of slightly protruding eyes stared at the divine light that swept over there.
The figure hesitated slightly, turned around and flew towards the direction of Blue Star; in the near-vacuum environment, it left a murmur that could not be transmitted:
"Everything is fine."
…
The fierce battle lasted only more than ten minutes.
Xiao Sheng's sudden explosion killed the true fairyland female demon instantly in a single face-to-face encounter, shattered the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, and reversed the situation.
Later, he and Chen Fusheng attacked and killed the remaining two true fairyland demons who were dragged away by the immortals.
Except for one true immortal demon who used the rare blood escape method, Shouyuan escaped thousands of miles away at the cost of his cultivation, and luckily escaped with his life without being traced. All the other demons and demons were killed.
Xiao Sheng traveled hundreds of miles with one shot and killed the demon generals, leaving behind their helmets and armor.
This is not the end yet.
In order not to waste the power of the divine bones, he rushed directly to the demon lair, drilled into the earth, caught and killed demons that had been around for hundreds of years, and marked the underground areas where humans were kept captive by demons.
Half an hour later.
Li Zhiyong put away the team villa and began to sort out the spiritual stones consumed this time.
Zhou Zheng had bandaged his injuries and stood at the entrance of the canyon with other cultivators and mortals, waiting quietly.
Xiao Sheng's figure fell from the sky, and the spear in his hand exploded with a bang. When he landed, he was unsteady and staggered forward, but was steadily supported by several palms reaching out.
Chen Fusheng led the immortals forward and bowed to Xiao Sheng.
"Thank you for your help, General!"
"Thank you for your help, General!"
Xiao Sheng laughed sarcastically, waved his hand and walked towards Zhou Zheng, sighing: "Stop calling me General, I will only be a Ruins Realm monk in this life. I can't even ascend. It's useless."
"Nice job."
Zhou Zheng raised his movable palm and gave a thumbs up.
Xiao Sheng felt embarrassed and asked: "Squad leader, are you okay with your injury?"
"It's nothing," Zhou Zheng shrugged, "it just hurts."
Li Zhiyong and Yue Wushuang walked by. The former raised his eyebrows at Xiao Sheng and said with a smile: "Mighty."
Yue Wushuang clasped her hands behind her back, looked at Xiao Sheng with a smile, and hummed: "You were crying just now, how ashamed are you?"
"Oh! Why are you bringing this up!" Xiao Sheng said angrily, "I finally look handsome for once!"
Zhou Zheng said: "Wushuang, please take care of Brother Xiao. Brother Xiao, please go meditate and take a rest. You will definitely be very weak after the explosion. Please take it easy first."
"okay!"
Xiao Sheng waved his hand, his eyes full of tiredness.
Yue Wushuang took the initiative and stretched out her delicate hands forward.
"What are you doing?" Xiao Sheng was a little at a loss.
"Help you!"
Xiao Sheng shook his head and walked to the open space in front: "My legs are not injured, why are you helping me?"
Yue Wushuang pursed her lips, but did not continue to quarrel with him, and followed him with a cold face.
suddenly.
A meteor streaked across the sky in the south. The immortals all had good eyesight and saw that it was a ballistic missile flying at hypersonic speed. There was a small gray dog standing on the tip of the missile, its ears trembling up and down.
After a while, the little gray dog jumped down, and the missile was sent into the sky with its kick, exploding into a huge firework in the sky.
These fireworks are really not cheap.
"Where is the monster!"
Xiao Yue turned into a twenty or thirty meter long tengu and roared menacingly.
The immortals and cultivators below quickly moved forward to greet him.
Zhou Zheng's team selected Li Zhiyong as a representative to tell what happened;
Zhou Zheng, with the support of Ling Qin'er, went to a shady place to rest.
Several more streaks of light passed by one after another, including immortals who came to support and demons who fled immediately after taking a stroll.
Although the entire Northeastern Line was in chaos for a while, the chaos soon ceased to exist.
"Eh? Where's Brother Ma?"
Zhou Zheng suddenly remembered something, raised his head and looked around, expanded his spiritual awareness, but could not find the figure of 'Zhao Zima';
He only saw the half-demon woman in cheongsam standing on the edge of the cliff, looking into the distance.
Zhou Zheng had a bad premonition in his heart, and just as he was about to get up, Ling Qin'er's little hand pushed him back.
"When you are recovering from your injuries, you just like to meddle in other people's business."
"I'm afraid Brother Ma is having trouble thinking about it," Zhou Zheng said with a frown, "He is stunned after watching a show and needs someone to persuade him."
"Did he become obsessed with watching the show, or did he become obsessed with the surrounding environment?"
Lingqin'er crossed her arms and whispered:
"You are not a spiritual being or a demon, so you cannot understand his position at all. You think it is your natural duty to protect mortals and humans, but he was originally in the camp of demons.
"What can you advise about this matter? Do you advise him to become a traitor to the demon side? Stop imposing your human values on other races."
Zhou Zheng said seriously: "Actually, there is no difference between humans and spirits in this matter. I just want to tell him that he is just protecting the weak and resisting the brutal power, that's all."
"Well, that's right."
Lingqin'er blinked, suddenly feeling guilty, and whispered:
"How about I give chase a try? I'm good at short-distance bursts, but bad at long-distance running."
"Don't go, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch up. We don't have the strength of Brother Ma," Zhou Zheng shook his head, "I can't search with my spiritual sense. He should have gone far away. I hope he can think more freely on his own."
"Fuck!"
Xiao Sheng's yelp suddenly came from the side.
All the immortals and cultivators looked over, paying close attention to this great rescuer.
I saw Xiao Sheng sitting there in astonishment, then suddenly jumped up and rushed to Zhou Zheng in a hurry, dancing and wanting to say something:
"I'm broken! I'm broken! I'm broken!"
Zhou Zheng said in shock: "Bottleneck? Is the bottleneck broken?"
"Um!"
Xiao Sheng suddenly hugged Zhou Zheng, hit Zhou Zheng on the back several times, and then threw his head back and laughed.
"Hahahaha! I got it, I finally got it! Hahahaha!"
Zhou Zheng's aura was turbulent, and he almost vomited blood after being hit by this guy, but he just laughed from the sidelines.
He took out his cell phone and looked at the chat history with Teacher Bing Ning.
'The light of the sword clears the sky, and the thunder rumbles and the dragon flies.'
This hexagram is quite clever.
…
Let's talk about the black horse, galloping wildly in the mountains and fields, with a blank look in its eyes and loneliness written in its eyes.
After running for an unknown distance, Zhao Zima turned into a human form before reaching a mountain stream. He lowered his head and sighed, took out a magic rope, found a crooked neck tree, and made a simple sling.
"I have always regretted that I have no place to find this body. Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been in a dilemma.
"A certain person betrayed his faith and betrayed his Lord. Even though he acted righteously, he was unfailingly loyal.
"Now that the king is dead, it is better for me to die here to maintain my integrity."
As he spoke, he wrapped the rope around his soul, grabbed the sling, and slowly stretched his neck in without any hesitation.
"Amitabha."
A rough but gentle voice suddenly sounded.
Zhao Zima opened his eyes and saw that there was a bonfire beside the river. There was a strong man in a light blue uniform sitting there, with the words 'XX Library' written on the back of the uniform.
The strong man is holding a thick book, but his palm is wider than the cover of the book.
At this moment, he was slowly closing the book, looking up at Zhao Zima, and asked warmly: