The continuous sound of flapping wings resounded throughout the battlefield like a drum.
The swarm ran rampant, destroying all obstacles, leaving behind whimpering wolves and blood stains.
"Hongyu, you are looking for death!" Ai Wen gritted his teeth and scolded.
He shook his feather fan repeatedly, spawning a dense poisonous mist, which surged like waves and washed crazily among the attacking swarms.
The poisonous mist is colorful, extremely colorful, and has different effects wherever it goes, including ice crystals and frost, burning flames, or wind blades tearing apart.
Alvin's eyes flickered, his cheeks suddenly bulged, and he blew hard in front of him.
Phew~
In an instant, the sky was dark, the earth was dark, sand and rocks were flying, and purple winds suddenly blew out.
The Armored Bee, who bore the brunt of the attack, was instantly penetrated by the strong wind. Its proud defense ability was as thin as a paper lake.
The strong wind swept out, sweeping a hundred meters bravely and fearlessly, directly destroying nearly a hundred armored bees, leaving stumps and broken arms all over the ground, filled with the stench of blood.
Compared with Aiwen's bravery before, the Baihuadie race is much more cautious.
They huddled together to keep warm amidst the killing beasts, huddled on the top of a hill, spread out their colorful wings behind their backs, and blew out continuous clouds of smoke, turning into a barrier to stand firm in the beasts' tide. The rampaging armored bees found it difficult to move forward when they came to the barrier. They could only roar angrily and bang their heads, creating ripples.
Roar!
A dull dragon roar sounded behind Ivan, and the lifelike poisonous dragon roared across the battlefield.
With a strong body, bright scales, and sharp claws, the appearance of the poisonous dragon immediately changed the trend of the battle, causing the armored swarm to be crushed countless times and had to retreat continuously.
"Old Ruby Thief, how dare you fight to the death with me!" Ivan shouted with red eyes, staring at the outside of the battlefield.
"Idiot." Manjusri stood in the distance, his eyes dim and clear about the battle.
Ai Wen repeatedly activated the spells that consumed a lot of money, hoping to fight his way out of the beast tide. It looked powerful and powerful, but in fact it was draining his spiritual power.
Now this dazzling appearance is just a disguise used to deceive the enemy.
Zhu Jiang followed Manjusri and looked at the overall situation. Seeing the blood and death gradually blooming, he couldn't help but feel extremely nervous.
"Senior, what should we do?" She shouted softly, clenching her fists with worry in her eyes.
"It's okay, it's just a fight between trapped beasts." Manjusri patted the Colorful Deer King and continued to distance himself from Aiwen.
Facing Ai Wen's provocation, he remained unmoved at all. Instead, he repeatedly activated the armored bees and launched an even more fierce attack.
Looking at Zhu Jiang's confused eyes, Manjusri laughed loudly and said loudly.
"Good niece, now, I inherit the mantle of Taoist friend Zhu Zheng and practice the slave way to transition to the early stage. Naturally, I have to learn to use my strengths and avoid weaknesses and preserve my strength. No matter how the enemy provokes and curses, I don't need to pay attention or respond. I mobilize the boundless herd to defeat them.
Just behead it."
"If I respond to Aiwen's challenge, wouldn't I be using my own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strong points, and wasting the advantage of the slave path? It is really a waste."
"Thank you, senior, for your guidance." Zhu Jiang nodded thoughtfully, suddenly remembered something, and said with a slight concern.
"However, if you refuse to challenge head-on, you will be called cowardly. In the future, I'm afraid there will be blind little demons who talk about seniors behind their backs."
"Hahaha, my good niece, you are thinking too much." Manjusri laughed loudly and was high-spirited.
"Compared with death, a mere face is nothing. It may seem brave to face difficulties and die on the battlefield, but what's the use of meticulous history writing after death?"
"You, you still have a lot to learn. Let me strategize and build a reputation for my wine valley."
Woohoo~
Crying ghosts and howling wolves came one after another, rushing in from all directions.
Densely packed bloodthirsty bees, covering the sky with ferocity, rolled up streaks of blood and swept across the battlefield.
They looked ferocious and ferocious, and when they launched an attack, they would all die together. They immediately broke up Baihuadie's defensive formation and started a massacre.
Ivan was trapped in the middle of the red wave. He vomited out blood and essence, turned into branches, and turned into a small boat that swayed unsteadily, struggling to hold on.
The spiritual power was consumed crazily, with less than 30% remaining. Ivan stopped in place panting, and the charging posture suddenly dissipated.
He coughed violently, and looking at Manjusri's calm appearance, he felt deep fear in his heart.
"Is this, is this Hongyu's background as a slave? It's true that he is so changeable, like being stuck in a quagmire, it's hard to break free."
He traveled around for many years and made a fortune by burning, killing, and looting. Naturally, he offended many famous families, and he had the experience of fighting slave creatures at least hundreds of times.
However, those spiritual immortals who practice the slave way just rely on the protection of their race to strengthen the herd and increase their momentum, and then go on a rampage to break up the formation. They are incomparable to masters like Manjusri.
The herd of beasts cooperates tacitly, advances and retreats well-founded, attacks like fire, is as steady as a mountain, and surges like the roar of the waves. When fighting with it, even the slightest mistake will be torn out of the gap, and the advantage will be continuously expanded to establish victory.<
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While activating the magic to resist, Aiwen carefully observed the battle situation and looked for a way out.
Looking at the surging herd of beasts, he couldn't help but cry secretly in his heart. He wanted to uproot the lantern plum blossoms, but suddenly found that the spiritual plant had disappeared long ago.
The race of Baihua Butterflies was slaughtered crazily by the swarm, shooting out randomly on the battlefield like fireworks.
Feeling the imminent death of Chi Chi, Ivan took out a dry toad from his arms, held it in his palm and slowly activated his spiritual power.
His small actions were naturally noticed by Manjusri, but they did not mobilize the swarm to launch a general attack.
"In this reenactment of the Demon Court, there are several powerful people who have risen to fame. Aiwen is the rising star of the Demonic Path who rose to the sky through this opportunity. He first slaughtered countless races to obtain resources, and cultivated the poisonous beast, the woman.
He took the opportunity to poison the leader Shui Yuyan's military camp, and poisoned thousands of demon clansmen with the tea. Hence his name, and he was favored by Zidu of the Jiuying faction and became the sixth general of his army."
"Ai Wen is the disciple of Patriarch Pan Wang. His background is comparable to that of Baihua Didie. The Ganba Toad in his hand must be a hidden backhand. Unfortunately, my body is too rotten and has too many secrets to stop it.
Alvin leaves."
"That's all, anyway, the target this time is not Alvin, we can just make plans in the future."
A swarm of bees ran out from the tide of beasts, surrounded by uprooted lantern plum blossoms, and Manjusri collected them.
Baihuadie suffered numerous casualties, and the rest were defeated soldiers.
Qingsu had long since perished in the beast swarm, her eyes widened as she stared helplessly at the sky, and was gradually trampled and torn to pieces by the swarm.
Bang!
The toad exploded and tore apart the void. Ivan took the opportunity to get in and disappeared.
Manjusri's thoughts moved slightly, and the swarm of bees rushed out, ignoring the begging butterflies, and instantly established victory on the battlefield.
"Senior is really amazing." Zhu Jiang said with great energy, his eyes full of admiration for Manjusri. "It's a pity that Ivan took the opportunity to escape. I don't know what kind of trouble will be caused in the future."
Zhu Jiang felt a little regretful and looked at Manjusri's back: "Senior, I will dispatch my subordinates to immediately strangle and absorb all the remaining forces of Baihuadie."
In the whirlpool of death, she also grew by leaps and bounds, and she knew the truth of getting rid of evil and doing her best.
"Well, very good." Manjusri Yun Danfeng nodded lightly, and left the battlefield sitting on the colorful-antlered deer.
……
Creak~
The void was torn to pieces, and Aiwen fell out in great embarrassment.
His body was covered in blood, and the surface of his skin was covered with tiny cracks, as if fine porcelain had been broken and pasted together by force.
"Ahem, old ruby thief." Aiwen's face was extremely pale, he coughed violently, and kept spitting out pieces of internal organs from his mouth.
This is the first time he has seen such an embarrassing and powerless battle since he became a spirit immortal.
Manjusri's eyes, full of indifference and indifference, were deeply imprinted in his heart, like a nightmare that could never be erased.
In the sky, the sun is shining high, and the golden light is spreading, shrouding the plains of Qiuxiang.
But bathing in the warm sunshine, Alvin felt cold all over and couldn't help but shiver.
"Qiongjiang Valley is just unlucky this time. With a strong man like Hong Yu as a protector, it will definitely be prosperous in the following battles. It seems that I must seize the time to play with the injury and cultivate the woman's heart as soon as possible, so that I can win the battle."
You lose face in front of King Zidu."
"Alas, this time the Northern Mingbo is in chaos, and countless old monsters and newbies are coming one after another. Although I have the inheritance of my teacher, I am still an ant at the bottom after all."
Thinking of this, he quickly took out the empty Akashi and bought a large amount of resources to recover from his injuries.
Smoke is everywhere and war is raging.
The remaining butterflies in the camp are facing a flood of attacks from swarms.
The digital demons of the Wine Valley continuously activated spells behind their backs to provide various boosts to the bee swarms, making their killing even more crazy.
At this time, the beautiful continuous tents had been destroyed into ruins, with tattered corpses everywhere.
"Zhu Jiang, have you forgotten the old friendship between the two races?"
"Everyone, work harder and resist the charge, these damn bees."
"Brother, brother, what's wrong with you? Oh my god, he's dying."
……
Zhu Jiang pursed her lips and remained indifferent to Baihuadie's begging for mercy.
The weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive. This is the most basic law of Luzhou.
Those who are indecisive and compassionate have long since fallen into the long river of history.
The swarm of bees was majestic and rampant in the camp, and the flowers and butterflies were swaying in the strong wind like lamps that were about to burn out.
When Qingsu went to crusade against Aiwen, he took away all the healthy demons, and the rest were the old, weak, sick and disabled, hiding in the camp to recuperate.
The butterfly swarm was not suitable for an aggressive attack, and was eaten and slaughtered by the bee swarm. In just half a stick of incense, they broke through the formation and suffered numerous casualties.
Looking at the tragic scene of the battlefield, Manjusri knew that the time had come, and with a slight movement of his mind, the swarm suddenly dispersed.
He glanced at Zhu Jiang, who nodded understandingly and said loudly.
"Everyone, Qingsu has died in the battle, why bother to continue to support us? Why not join the Qiongjiang Valley camp and work together for a great cause."
"In my dream, you traitors actually ignored the friendship in the past and assassinated Senior Qingsu to death. Even if we are in despair, we will not give you allegiance."
"Little thief Zhu Jiang, don't think that you can rely on this big tree to enjoy the shade. The old thief in red jade is so ambitious that he will definitely take action against you in the future."
Many Baihua butterflies roared loudly, their words full of grief, anger and hatred, but there were still many Baihua butterflies with weak breaths and dull eyes looking at the ground, not knowing what they were thinking in their hearts.
Looking at this group of enthusiastic radicals, Manjusri sneered twice, and the swarm rushed out and tore them all into pieces.
Blood burst out and spread wantonly in the camp, making the battle even more bloody and cruel.
"What about you?" Zhu Jiang looked at the remaining defeated soldiers with a cold voice.
The dilapidated camp suddenly became quiet.
The biting smell penetrated down the nose and into the heart, making the remaining Baihua Butterfly feel cold all over.
The blood of the same people is swayed on the body, exuding a hot and sticky feeling, as if telling the tragedy of the battle.
The only remaining true immortal elder, looking at the bleak and depressed atmosphere, knew that the military spirit was weakened and there was no way to save the day, so he couldn't help but sigh.
He straightened up with difficulty and knelt in front of Zhu Jiang. "I'm willing to surrender!"
"Elder..."
"Uncle!"
Crying and choking resounded in the camp. Some were dissatisfied, some were extremely shocked, some felt heavy, and some were in disbelief.
In their wails of grief and indignation, they finally recognized the reality, supported each other and came to Zhu Jiang, where they were planted with a homecoming curse.
This is a method specially used by Qiongjiang Valley to control slaves. It can be deeply imprinted in the depths of the soul, making it difficult for them to resist. Even if they are thousands of miles away, they can be killed instantly.
The overall situation has been decided, Qiongjiang Valley returns in triumph!
The snake demon couldn't hide the joy on its face, leading the group of demons to quickly annex resources and clean up the battlefield.
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After Zhu Jiang planted all the heart-returning spells, he and the snake demon counted the spoils together.
"The background of Baihua Butterfly is much deeper than that of Qiongjiang Valley. When Aiwen snatched resources, Qingsu escaped in time and suffered little loss. The treasures left behind were all cheaper for us. After absorbing and digesting these good things, we
The combat power can be increased by at least four times, even when the old Valley Master was still at his peak, he would not give in too much." The snake demon's voice trembled slightly, and his eyes fell on Manjusri involuntarily.
He was a little excited, but also a little scared.
When Baishan intercepted and killed Zhu Zheng in the pine forest, he was in the right place at the right time. In addition, Baihuadie was behind the scenes, so he was destined to die.
But Manjusri was able to take action at a critical moment regardless of grudges, and gave the Wine Valley a chance to breathe.
Nowadays, he is hands-on in everything, guides carefully, works hard for the growth of Qiongjiang Valley, and even personally avenges Zhu Zheng, and has become an idol worshiped and admired by the demons.
"Senior Hongyu is eager for justice and is righteous, so I am really lucky to be able to cooperate with him." The snake demon was grateful in his heart, and his awe for Manjusri deepened a lot.
The bee swarm gradually faded away and, under the mobilization of Manjusri, disappeared into the battlefield.
The tattered moth wings flapped slightly, holding Manjusri up steadily.
Looking around, the camp is filled with flames of war, smoke, and blood mixed with it.
Broken limbs and broken arms can be seen everywhere, and the blood mixed with the soil has become sticky and smelly.
Baihuadie, who was hiding in the dark with a lucky heart, was picked out one after another. After Zhu Jiang planted the Returning Curse, the True Immortal Elder scolded her.
Looking at the miserable scene, Manjusri looked extremely calm.
He has seen countless huge catastrophes, and the scenes were many times more terrifying than what he saw before. Especially the Battle of Dengtian after the Journey to the West, where blood and corpses almost filled the world, and howls and resentments could tear the sky apart.
Every time Manjusri thought about the tragedy in the future, his heart could not help but become cold, and at the same time he still had some vague expectations.