Behind the blazing flames, Fenghua, the chief of the Fengyi tribe, and his tribesmen lined up, and the surging wind blew in. The wind borrowed the power of the fire, and the fire borrowed the power of the wind. The sound of rocks and trees exploding was endless and deafening.【】
The thick nine-turn poison in the air drifted away in the wind as the large tracts of maple forest quickly disappeared.
Behind the Fengyi tribe warriors, Prince Zhaoyue Donggang of the Jingle Kingdom, leader of the human tribe alliance, and Fengyi, the princess of Shuyao, led the alliance army to form dozens of neat square formations, marching in neat steps.
The clang came next. It was only then that the Human Alliance army launched a real offensive.
The Shenmu King looked at the large maple forest in the distance that was quickly swallowed up by the fire, where the Jiuli clan had worked hard for thousands of years. He felt a tearing pain in his heart, and the anger rushed to the top of the door. He suddenly roared, and the bones around his body let out a burst of energy.
With a crackling sound as dense as the torrential rain, the originally majestic body grew rapidly, four arms and two heads appeared immediately, the muscles all over the body swelled, and the animal skin clothes on his body were stretched to pieces. He had three pictures
The huge mouth opened at the same time, roaring across the vast wilderness, the sound waves rolled, and the heaven and earth shook.
The 'Tiger Soul' magic sword lying across his knees floated up and quickly transformed. A sword, a spear, a halberd, and an ax appeared in his hand. There was a trace of green light in it, which transformed into a green-winged poisonous dragon. It raised its head to the sky and let out a long cry.
Hiss, it circled and flew around the huge body of the Shenmu King. Under this huge pressure, the Shenmu King and his 'Tiger Soul' magic sword finally broke through the realm of humans and demons and began to move towards the realm of gods and demons.
The raging fighting spirit burned every nerve in the Shenmu King's body. He stepped onto the back of the poisonous dragon in one step, wrapped in green light, and the evil aura was overwhelming. The green-winged poisonous dragon transformed by the magic knife flapped its wings and lifted it up in the air.
A fleeting shadow passed over the hurriedly retreating tribesmen on the ground, transformed into a rainbow, and cut through the smoke with the light of swords and spears, directly hitting Yinghuo who was casting divine fire in the air.
However, he saw that the fireflies in the smoke did not fight back. The thunderbird under the seat quickly sank down and passed under the sacred tree king. His hands and feet did not stop, and he continued to cast the divine fire. Another thunderbird in the sky gave a long cry, and a
The red black black fire halberd came across the sky, carrying the scorching heat to catch the attack of the magic knife. It was the leader of the Shenhuo tribe, the leader Liuhuo, who had arrived.
Seeing the fireflies passing over him, the red and white flames quickly spread across his beloved land with irresistible force under his urging. The anger in the Shenmu King's heart could not be suppressed. He had already paid attention to it at this time.
Bu Bu's whole body was sorely burned by the divine fire emitted by the Xuanhuo Halberd in Liuhuo's hand. The three faces revealed the same ferociousness, and they roared non-stop. Six arms and four weapons were waving like the wind, and the strong Gang Qi drove away the sky.
The thick smoke and the heat of the divine fire were like a huge green ball of light, flying back and forth in the sky. Although the attack of the flowing fire was as dense as a torrential rain, it was still unable to harm him at all. The ball of light formed by the weapon in the hand of the Shenmu King became more and more intense.
It was large, and from time to time it was mixed with the poisonous saliva spewed from the mouth of the poisonous dragon under the seat. As long as the powerful sword energy of the Shenmu King tore through Liuhuo's defense, the poisonous saliva mixed with the vicious spirit of the wronged soul would follow.
It turns out that the four weapons in the hands of the Shenmu King and the green-winged poisonous dragon beneath him are originally one body. They are both transformed by the 'Tiger Soul' magic sword.
Although the leader of the Shenhuo Clan, Liu Huo, is brave and the Black Fire Halberd in his hand can be regarded as a peerless magic weapon, he and the Shenmu King have always been opponents on the same level, so after a short time, he already felt a little unstoppable. And the Shenmu King
Eager to defeat the enemy, he just wants to kill the flowing fire in front of him as soon as possible, and then go back to deal with the firefly, so he becomes more and more courageous as he fights.
The prince behind the formation saw that the situation was not good, and was about to attack when he heard a loud phoenix cry in the air, and a brilliant colorful light passed by. Then there was a faint blue cold light that cut through the sky, slashing towards the Shenmu King from top to bottom.
Top of head.
At this time, the Shenmu King was an incarnation with three heads and six arms, and he had a panoramic view in all directions. The blue light suddenly appeared over there, and he had already seen it. The Shenmu King knew that he had no retreat at this time, and he was so innately fearless.
The demon nature of death made his blood boil instantly. He saw blood bursting out from his six eyes. With a move of the demon sword in his hand, the green sword light rose into the sky and met Feng Yi's full moon scimitar in mid-air.
For a moment, under the blood clouds that covered the sky, there were thick smoke, fire, the red light of the Black Fire Halberd, the blue light of the Full Moon Scimitar, the green light of the 'Tiger Soul' magic knife, and the long calls of Xiaobai and Thunderbird,
The roar of the green-winged poisonous dragon, all these things were mixed together, revealing boundless murderous intent in the indescribable splendor.
At this time, among the retreating demon camp on the ground, the six demon kings under King Shenmu were unable to do anything because they did not have the ability to fly into the air. Only the leader of the Pseudo-Li clan, Gui Mu, and the leader of the Jingman clan, Shalang, saw that the situation was not good.
, had no choice but to urge the flying lizards sitting down to rush over and join the battle group.
At this moment, the ground suddenly shook on the battlefield, and a burst of black-red smoke suddenly appeared from the ashes everywhere after being burned by the sacred fire. Houyi, the ghost god of Wumen, broke through the ground and appeared in the middle of the battlefield. He was not seen much.
After saying this, he immediately raised his bow and nocked an arrow, piercing the clouds with an arrow and shooting straight towards the blood cloud in the sky.
A deafening thunderbolt passed by, and the blood cloud in the sky suddenly opened a huge hole, and then rolled rapidly. The dense raindrops carrying a strong bloody smell passed through the thick smoke and fell to the ground. The rain was fierce and heavy.
The ground suddenly became damp. Where the blood rain soaked, countless young shoots sprouted out of the ashes, growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After the warriors in the human camp were hit by the raindrops, their skin and flesh were all torn apart and they screamed in agony. Seeing that the situation was not good, the prince hurriedly patted the dragon and horse on his seat and jumped into the air. The Xuanyuan dragon and horse looked up to the sky and hissed, and a colorful light suddenly appeared on the tip of its head.
, spread quickly, forming a giant umbrella that stretched for tens of miles, covering the entire human camp.
Hou Yi didn't hold back anymore. He drew his giant bow again and fired an arrow, causing the earth to collapse. Countless rocks and mud blocking the sacred path in the basin in front of the Demon God's Cave in the distance opened in response, and the rapid flood mixed with countless rocks rolled down.
, charging straight towards the position.
Hou Yi put away his long bow and opened his arms. The demon camp on the ground in the distance immediately split into two halves. Then he took off his long bow and shot another arrow. The ground in the middle of the demon camp was filled with flying sand and rocks.
A deep trench appeared. The rushing flood swept through the demon camp along the trench, and then quickly spread out in front of the oncoming Nine Heavens Divine Fire, pouring down. When water and fire met, a violent burst erupted on the ground.
With a roaring sound, steam rose up all over the sky, covering the entire sky. When the divine fire met the water, although it was not extinguished, it was greatly reduced in power. However, the power of the nine-day divine fire was truly shocking and majestic.
A flood of water rushed into the divine fire, but not a trace of water flowed through it. It all evaporated in an instant and rose into the sky. Although the flood behind was still flowing, the divine fire was still burning blazingly, but it could no longer move forward for a while.
force.
At this time, Hou Yi no longer paid attention to the battle situation on the ground. He only saw him standing still, his arms slightly raised, and the arrow pointed at the firefly on the back of the thunderbird flying in the sky. The endless killing intention was like
There was something substantial, coming overwhelmingly. Yinghuo and the thunderbird sitting down felt their whole bodies tightening, and suddenly they were short of breath and unable to turn smoothly. The thunderbird had already realized the huge crisis coming from the ground, and let out a long and shrill cry.
, circling rapidly in the air, trying to dodge the attack. However, Hou Yi saw a mocking smile on his handsome face, with the corners of his mouth drooping and his lips tightly closed, showing a cruel and murderous look that was quite inconsistent with his appearance.
It means that the firefly on the back of the thunderbird has the divine cauldron in its hand, but under the lock of the qi machine of Pei Ran, the master of witchcraft and Taoism, his heart suddenly feels despair, and he can't even think of any resistance.
The divine fire in the divine cauldron no longer shoots out.
A feather arrow condensed with true energy shot out of the sky, flying domineeringly, moving forward indomitably. It was a touch of anger that could not be vented, and it was also the endless loneliness accumulated for thousands of years. It was a wisp of lovesickness, endless sorrow of separation, and a person who once stood proudly in the sky.
The unspeakable sorrow of a hero at the end of his life.
"What's the difficulty of shooting an arrow through the clouds? The lingering love is broken. The lonely sail on the river, the end of the world is so close, life and death are at once. It's a pity that Qiu Yuan buries Zidian, half a month away, the soul is separated from the hateful sky. Tears shed in the temple to separate Bi Yuan,
The delicate hands are still cold, the tears are flicking, the lonely piano music has been played for thousands of years..."
When the song started, the world was desolate, and an arrow was traveling through time and space, carrying a figure that sang and danced thousands of years ago, pointing directly at the firefly with a fatal grace.
The arrow shot out and the song started. Princess Fengyi, who was fighting fiercely in mid-air, suddenly felt shocked in her heart. She felt an inexplicable sadness and a tear came out of her eyes. She just felt that such an arrow, such a
The sound of this song is so familiar, but also so strange, as if a string buried deep in my heart that has been silent for thousands of years is suddenly gently plucked, with a hint of tenderness, and a hint of unforgettable touch and pain.
But at this time, she was fighting fiercely with the Shenmu King and others, but she did not dare to be distracted. She could only force her mind to calm down, and continue to fight.
Seeing that the dull-looking Yinghuo was about to be killed by Hou Yi's shocking arrow, suddenly a black shadow flashed in the sky, and a tall figure flapped a pair of huge, almost transparent flesh wings, appearing between Yujian and Yinghuo.
between fires.
But I saw that man in white clothes, with handsome appearance. His long white hair was blown back by the arrow air, but his face was cold, calm and calm. He held a crossbow in his hand.
It has been fully loaded, and the tip of the arrow is pointing to Houyi's divine arrow that is flying towards him【】