Moxuji was extremely cautious, retreated while fighting, and commanded well. Although his men were injured, none of them died in the battle.
When only a few of the demon army were gradually killed, Mo Xuji and others had already retreated to the edge of the formation.
At this moment, a large part of the demonic mist at the edge of the formation has gradually dissipated, and multiple gaps have appeared.
However, the demonic mist in these gaps began to condense again, as if to block the gaps again.
"run!"
Moxuji shouted loudly, and rushed into the gap at the rear with his men, and began to constantly look for gaps in the gaps, hoping to exchange for a glimmer of life.
The Ancient God's army, which had been beating up the lost dogs, stopped one after another after reaching the edge of the formation, with no intention of continuing the pursuit.
The magic mist was too restrained for them, and they did not dare to chase into the magic mist, thus losing their lives in vain.
The Demonic Machine kept rushing toward the gap, and was almost surrounded by the Demonic Mist many times, but he skillfully avoided them all.
But his men were not so lucky. They were constantly exposed to the magic mist, and they were all sucked into mummies.
Moxuji wanted to save him, but was unable to do anything. The demonic mist around him was changing too fast. If he had turned back to save him, he might have died in it.
When the magic virtual machine barely walked out of the magic fog and walked out of the formation, he was shocked to find that all his men had died in the magic fog, and he was the only one who walked out of the magic fog.
"Mo Wuying..."
Mo Xuji clenched his fists tightly, raised his head and stared at Mo Wuying who was constantly fighting with Zhenxu Star God, roaring with anger in his heart.
He completely hated Mo Wuying. If this person had not used the forbidden technique, his subordinates who had been with him through life and death would not have died.
After spending this time together, he had already regarded these men as brothers who could be entrusted with their lives, but now, they are all dead.
How can Moxu Ji not be heartbroken with grief?
But Mo Xuji was very calm. He did not act impulsively. Instead, he quickly calmed down, rearranged his sleeves, and silently left the battlefield.
But the seeds of hatred have been planted in his heart. When they take root and sprout in the future, the Demonic Machine will return and kill the real culprits who killed his men.
The other side of the chasm.
Zhuo Wen, Ma Yujie and Zi
The three of them, Yu, stood alone among the collapsed ruins above the moat.
The Ancient God's army was completely dispatched, and except for the three of them, there was no one else in the entire camp. It was empty, very lonely and deserted.
"Brother Zhuo! It's time for us to leave!" Ma Yujie couldn't help but remind him when she saw Zhuo Wen standing still.
The battle between gods and demons has reached a fever pitch, and both sides have reached the point where they are desperate. This is no longer something they can interfere with.
The three of them have no choice but to leave this place, otherwise they will only become cannon fodder if they stay here.
Zhuo Wen looked at the ring in his palm and said firmly: "Let's go!"
Not long after Zhuo Wen, Ma Yujie and Ziyu left, the battle between Zhenxiu Xingxiushen and Mo Wuying completely affected the tents here in Tianqi.
I saw that in the ancient divine camp, the exquisite and gorgeous palaces collapsed and collapsed one after another, turning into ruins.
The battle between Mo Wuying and Zhenxiu Star God also reached a fever pitch. Demonic energy and divine power intertwined in the void, forming terrifying and terrifying explosion storms.
Tear!
Suddenly, a terrifying sound of tearing cloth was heard.
I saw that the huge golden cloud dragon formation was torn open with a huge hole, and the billowing golden clouds scattered towards both sides.
Zhenxu Star God knocked Mo Wuying away with a sudden palm, and then looked at the huge demon claws below in horror.
This claw is condensed from the lower body of the demon shadow. If you look carefully, the lower body of the demon shadow has actually transformed into a complete demon shadow again.
The upper body of the demon shadow that was originally entangled with the golden dragon also evolved into the same complete demon shadow, and the two new demon shadows were as powerful as the rainbow, and they were even more powerful than the original ones.
After tearing open the opening, the devil's claws suddenly penetrated into the formation. In a moment, many ancient gods were crushed into powder by one claw.
"What? Why is the demon shadow still getting stronger?"
The face of Zhenxu Xingxu God was filled with disbelief, and his eyes were even more gloomy and terrifying.
"Haha! The arrival of the Demon God is far more terrifying than you think. Thanks to your ancient god's army, so many demon armies were slaughtered in the formation again! After the Demon God's phantom received a lot of nutrients, it became just...
Even more powerful.”
Mo Wuying laughed unscrupulously, his eyes full of sarcasm and ridicule.
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"As expected of a clan of demons, they can be so calm about killing their own clansmen!" Zhenxu Xingxu God said coldly.
"Hehe! We demons are not as pedantic as you ancient gods! We only believe in our own strength. If we can win victory at the expense of our own clan, this is a very cost-effective approach!" Mo Wuying said calmly.
"So you are no different from beasts! If scum like you rule the ancient stars, they will only turn the ancient stars into a mess and make the people miserable!" Zhenxu Xingxu God said coldly.
Mo Wuying sneered and said: "Whatever you say? The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit! As long as we, the demon clan, win, then we are the truth! No matter how fancy you say, it still can't change the fact that you are losers.
"
Tear!
Tear!
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Within the formation, the sound of tearing became more and more intensive, and the huge Jin Yunlong formation was actually torn open one after another.
"Damn it!"
Zhenxiu Xingxu God wanted to go to stop him, but he was tightly entangled by Mo Wuying and couldn't get away at all.
"Old guy! Your opponent is us, it's not that easy to leave!"
Mo Wuying smiled sinisterly, and together with Mo Wu Ba and other heavenly demon masters, they joined forces to launch a fierce offensive against the God of Zhenxu.
Zhenxiu Star God used all means to resist the fierce offensive of Demon Wuying and others, while he silently reported the battle situation here to the headquarters of the Ancient God.
Sacred Star City is the core city of the Northern Qixiu Star Region, and is also the place where many star gods gather.
Since other star regions were conquered by the demon army, many of the twenty-eight star gods have fallen. The remaining star gods are no longer scattered, but gathered together in the same star city.
In the end, they chose Sacred Star City as their permanent residence.
Since then, the Holy Star City has become the true core of the Northern Qixiu Star Territory. The Ancient God Army must obey the instructions given from here.
At this moment, in the depths of the Sacred Star City, in a magnificent hall, a series of starry gods with magnificent auras were sitting on a huge round table.
The atmosphere in the entire hall was eerily quiet, and no one made any sound.
All the Star Gods' eyes fell on the stalwart figure sitting at the front, as if they were waiting for this stalwart figure to speak.