A swarm of hundreds of thousands of sharks, like the sky and earth shattering, the mountains roaring and the tsunami roaring, rushed away in a mighty manner.
They rise with the waves and quickly kill the monsters by taking advantage of their unique advantage in the vast ocean of the North Ming Dynasty.
"Oh my God! This is a shark tide..."
"No! Lord Patriarch, damn the dragon-bearded shark."
"The old rube thief doesn't have martial ethics, but he directly attacked me, an old man."
Suddenly, the Shuiyuyan tent was filled with chaos, and the majestic and terrifying momentum of the sharks completely shocked them to the point of losing their courage.
When countless frightened screams sounded, colorful defensive spell fireworks bloomed on the sea surface.
At this time, the group of monsters were trying to avoid the group of sharks, or they activated their treasures to turn into shields, or they lit up their stomachs to form defenses, or they manipulated phenomena to resist the surroundings. It can be said that each of them showed their abilities and used all their special skills to suppress the situation at the bottom of the box.
Come out.
Shui Yuyan's face turned pale. Looking at the uncontrollable situation, he felt a sense of retreat for the first time.
The spiritual power in his palm condensed into a continuous blue cloud palace lantern, floating in the noisy and chaotic battlefield, continuously spraying green light to heal the injuries of friendly troops.
The shouts of killing shook the sky and the earth, erupting continuously in the densest areas, with colorful brilliance and splendid colors, and the torrent of rolling spells surged endlessly.
Looking at the incomprehensible expressions of the demons, Manjusri smiled like a spring breeze: "Shui Yuyan is a strong man who is proficient in the way of wisdom. He can always remain standing under the pressure of Master Zidu, which shows how accomplished he is.
Deep, it is only right to defeat such an enemy with force."
"I..." Zidu was stunned by Manjusri's few words, and he immediately swallowed the words in his stomach.
He widened his eyes and looked at the group of sharks with high fighting spirit, with a slight bitterness in the corner of his mouth.
Under normal circumstances, when the two armies confront each other, they will send dozens of generals to compete with each other, and will not launch a full-scale attack until the final stage.
But Manjusri didn't follow the routine, and directly urged the sharks to rush away, completely disrupting his original plan. However, at this juncture, Zidu couldn't care too much about him, and just took it as a
Old guy Chen Shui and Duo Niang have forgotten the rules of fighting in Luzhou.
Thinking of this, Zidu screamed loudly: "What are you doing here? Attack with full force. Don't let down Senior Hongyu's kindness!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
……
The gongs and drums of an all-out attack sounded, and the group of monsters under Zidu's tent immediately charged forward. Nearly a million monsters started fighting in the Lantian sea area.
Ai Wen stepped out and floated thousands of meters away in an instant. He waved the feather fan in his hand one after another, revealing the ferocious five poisonous phenomena, and fought fiercely.
"Beast!"
Facing the unscrupulous Ai Wen, Lu Fang roared angrily, pinched the treasure seal with his hand and shot out several thunder beads.
He is a close friend of Kunshan, and he watched helplessly as he was poisoned to death by Aiwen. Now that the battle has entered a fierce stage, he naturally came to Aiwen immediately to avenge his blood.
The thunder bead was bright and rich, as big as a fist, with lightning and thunder steaming inside, as fast as wind and fire, with blue light, and suddenly floated out.
Quickly bursting thunder and lightning rushed out, arcing everywhere they went. The two little demons had no time to react, and were directly destroyed into flying ash.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, you don't overestimate your own capabilities." Ai Wen turned his palm and pushed, and the rolling starlight suddenly floated out, swallowing up all the thunder beads, and dragged them into the depths of the North Ming Dynasty.
Seeing this, Lu Fang activated his spell again and wanted to fight Ai Wen to the death, but his brother directly hugged him and quickly retreated towards the back.
"Third brother, you are no match for Aiwen. Hurry up and follow Brother Wei back. Don't continue to rush forward."
"No, he killed Kunshan, who was my best friend!" Lu Fang struggled desperately, his eyes full of Kunshan's past appearance.
Faced with his younger brother's stubbornness, Lu Fang's elder brother once again persuaded him: "Third brother, even if you and I join forces, we can't take Aiwen's ten moves. Why seek death? You have to know that you can keep the green hills without worrying about having firewood!" "Ah! I hate it so much..." Lu Fang clenched his fists fiercely, his heart full of powerlessness and hesitation, and was dragged away from Aiwen by his brother.
Suddenly, a male demon with feet on ice and snow swept across the battlefield with wind and frost.
The iceberg will not fall - Xuanhe!
In the extremely cold environment of Beiming, the abilities of creatures who practice the ice path, water path, and snow path will be greatly improved.
Xuanhe is the beneficiary of this.
Wherever he went, a cold wave emerged, and ice crystals grew in clusters. As he swung his arms, crystal water spread for hundreds of miles, and then condensed and exploded like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, wildly harvesting the lives of enemy troops.
Seeing this, Ai Wen couldn't help laughing loudly and said: "Fellow Taoist Xuanhe, you are trying to steal the military merits openly and openly, look at my methods!"
Having said that, bursts of turbid mist filled the sky, and green rain began to fall. The little demons below the realm of true immortals would rot all over if they were contaminated by it even the slightest bit, and fell into the battlefield wailing.
Huhuhu~
In an instant, a huge green wave rushed along the battlefield, like a tiger descending from the mountain and causing a bloody storm, blasting out with reckless abandon.
As a deafening continuous roar sounded, the densely packed hundred-foot wind blades, like stars gathering together, spun and tore through the space and sprayed out, forcing Ai Wen and Xuan He to retreat continuously.
The battlefield with a radius of hundreds of miles was suddenly cleared by slaughter, leaving tens of thousands of trivial corpses, monsters, sharks, and giant beasts, wrapped in the cold of the North Ming Dynasty, and slowly submerged into the ocean.
The wind blades roared and circled, tearing apart wantonly. There was a shirtless middle-aged male demon in the scene, scratching his beard and laughing, standing proudly.
"This is Tansheng, the little wind god!" Xuanhe Tong narrowed his eyes and immediately recognized the origin of this monster and couldn't help but exclaimed.
Ai Wen was horrified when he saw this: "Fellow Taoist, retreat quickly. Tan Sheng is a strong man in the late stage of Lingxian. He is proficient in the killing ability of Feng Dao and is invincible!"
Tan Sheng was suspended in the air, his eyes were green and bright, and he was surrounded by warm wind. Every time he made a move, several heads flew up.
He roamed the battlefield unscrupulously, moving forward in the direction of Zidu, with willow pendants hanging from his earlobes, blooming a little bit of scenery-enhancing spells.
"Hahaha, they're all just a bunch of people. It's a rare blessing to be able to become a dead soul in the Northern Ming Dynasty." Tan Sheng laughed wildly, and suddenly slapped his hands forward.
Wind channel·strong wind blows!
Phew~
Just like landslides and earth splitting, metal and rocks torn apart, the vast squally wind forms a mighty dragon, and with unparalleled impact, it kills the enemy.
The dragon is lifelike, its scales are sharp and bright, and its breath is boundless.
Faced with such a majestic and terrifying offensive, the group of demons felt as if they were alone in the abyss, struggling in a dark and desperate situation. They had a sense of isolation, like a disaster was approaching but they could not fly.
The giant dragon roared and slammed into the southern boundary, its arrogance was overwhelming and it did not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy!
The location directly opposite the dragon's head happened to be the evacuation route for Lu Fang and his brother.
The terrifying coercion rushed towards him, making Lu Fang widen his eyes in fear. Just when he was about to shout for Tan Sheng to change the position of the dragon, his body was hugged by his brother.
"Lu Fang, please return to the tribe quickly. Let me resist here."
The flames filled the air and pushed Lu Fang steadily out. There were sharp neighing sounds from behind. The brother turned into a beast and opened his arms, using his body to resist the impact of the dragon.
"Let's go!" The elder brother gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.
Lu Fang ran away with all his strength, tears pouring out uncontrollably.
He and his brother, as the pride of the tribe, had jointly broken through to the level of spirit immortality in just a few years, and were already high-end combat power in other realms. However, when they were in Beiming, they realized how bloody and cruel it was.<
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The fierce flames violently collided with the giant dragon, and the majestic figure was subsequently cut into pieces by the strong wind. Before death, he brazenly self-destructed, giving Lu Fang a chance to breathe.
Jiejiejie~
"What does victory or defeat have to do with me? Being able to enjoy the beauty of fighting is my ultimate goal in going to Beiming!"
Tan Sheng roared excitedly, not caring at all that he had accidentally injured an ally just now, and continued to use the strong wind to sweep out.
The wind was strong and the offensive was majestic. He shuttled across the southern battlefield, killing all enemies and friendly forces wherever he went. In just a dozen breaths, he killed several strong demon clansmen.
Just when Tan Sheng was urging the dragon to move the battlefield, a sharp roar suddenly came from his ears, and murderous intent was rolling in.
With many years of combat experience, Tan Sheng suddenly jumped into the dragon's mouth and lifted into the air neatly.
Creak!
The moment he disappeared, a bright moon steadily covered the surrounding land, and then shattered violently.
The void shattered, turbulence flew across the sky, and everything within a radius of 10,000 meters illuminated by the moonlight turned into flying ash and gradually dissipated.
The broken lenses flickered and danced in the air, like stars moving around, leaving countless beautiful traces on the battlefield, and finally suspended in the palm of the almond-eyed banshee.
She flicked it with her bare hands, and the fragments instantly condensed into a crescent moon. As it rose slowly, the light focused on Tan Sheng again.
"It's you, Moon Demon Xiangyun!" Tan Sheng's face was a little solemn, and his arrogance instantly dissipated, and the giant dragon and wind dispersed to prepare for him.
Xiangyun is a famous Moon Dao expert in Luzhou.
She studied under Guanghan Palace and practiced the mirror flower method of the Moon God Wangshu. She has been in Luzhou for hundreds of years without any opponent, and she is ruthless and has a profound background. If the tribe had not served under Jiuying, her heart would have been so arrogant.
How could he join Zidu’s camp?
"Tan Sheng, you can kill even friendly troops. Your behavior really makes me sick." Xiangyun wore a silver gauze dress and shot out the ethereal moon mirror one after another, keeping Tan Sheng within a kilometer of the spot.
"Just you?" Tan Sheng shook his shoulders and threw out tens of thousands of green birds, whizzing and fighting away. At the same time, the wings on his back flew high into the wind and shot straight towards the fragrant clouds.
"Then you try it!" Xiangyun was not afraid in the face of danger. He took off the hairpin and suddenly drew it out, and the billowing Milky Way swept over him.
Boom!
Violent explosions resounded through the sky, strong winds roared, and the Milky Way surged, pushing the entire battle to a climax.
Looking at the brutality of the battlefield, Shui Yuyan said to the three-eyed mad wolf: "Uncle, I'm sorry to help you."
"Don't worry, I will definitely give you a complete victory." When the mad wolf said this, his body suddenly grew a hundred times stronger, with clouds floating above his head and the earth under his feet, he let out a bold and majestic howl.
"Huh? It turns out it's an ancient bloodline. No wonder it's so rampant and doesn't flinch even when it's at a disadvantage."
Manjusri's eyes were bright and he had a clear understanding of the battle situation, so he immediately mobilized the sharks to take action.
Endless tiger-head sharks, fruit-fruit sharks, dragon-whisker sharks, and forest-bone sharks gathered into a huge lineup, like a mighty and boundless river roaring, directly aimed at the mad wolf and washed away.
The mad wolf is not afraid in the face of danger, his eyes are full of high fighting spirit, "Haha, Hongyu, let me learn your methods!"