Let's not talk about the military strength of the half-demon army. It is just that Ye Ming, an external incarnation who always cherishes his spiritual power, and Yun Lingyuan, who will backfire even with a little spiritual power, are not enough to deal with them.
Ye Ming said with a headache: "The battle has been advanced."
This is an accident.
According to their original plan, it was best to win this time without fighting, and if they had to fight, it would be during the full moon!
It's still more than an hour before the full moon in the evening, but the battle horn has already sounded.
The half-demon army was getting closer and closer, and an encirclement had formed in the sky. Even if they wanted to escape, it was too late.
Ye Ming said: "Yuan'er, we are in such a hurry right now, don't be shy, hug me quickly."
It's not that Yun Lingyuan didn't understand what he meant. It was indeed safest to stick close to him at this time, but it was unbecoming to hug Chi Guoguo like this. If the person in front of her was Zi Huan, she might think about it, but
The person in front was Ye Ming, so she didn't consider it.
Yun Lingyuan only frowned and pressed her back against his.
Ye Ming curled her lips and said with a smile: "That's okay. Anyway, the effect is the same."
The golden wind fantasy dagger and jade dew fantasy dagger hidden on their bodies were quickly sensed by the couple's contact, and they were firmly wrapped in a protective layer with a fantasy effect.
The demon army was like rain, with overwhelming momentum, and it suddenly swooped down, but when it touched a transparent layer of distorted time and space, it was dragged into the illusion.
None of them would have thought that by rushing to kill the man and woman, they would be sending themselves into a fantasy world with almost no exit.
But the half-demon army didn't react at all, and kept rushing forward...
Lan Qing raised her Thousand Poison Whip and looked down at the battle situation. She was suddenly shocked by the scene in front of her. Damn it, her half-demon army swooped down. How come there were only half of them missing? How did the other half disappear without a trace?
No trace?
Lan Qing finally came to her senses and recalled the two people in front of her. One was the apprentice of the illusion genius Huan Ye, and the other was the biological daughter of the illusion genius Huan Ye. One can imagine what it would be like if these illusions were connected.
Lan Qing has never forgotten that there is something called illusion, which makes people never return.
Lan Qing shouted: "Idiot! Don't rush into the illusion!!"
These half-demon soldiers were suddenly shocked, and everyone broke out in cold sweat behind them. They were good at attacking from a distance, and they immediately changed their formations while flying.
Yun Lingyuan said: "Oh no, they changed their attack method."
Whether it is illusion or illusion, the biggest disadvantage is that it is too passive, and you need to wait for the enemy to trigger the illusion or illusion.
Their change of formation was used for long-distance attacks, and what flew over them were swords, guns, and all kinds of spiritual and hidden weapons. It was impossible for things that were cold and without conditions to produce hallucinations.
Ye Ming took off the bamboo flute and raised it to his lips. The blood mist rose, and on the long street of Yuancheng, black figures emerged from the darkness one by one!
The members of the Blood Mist Sect have experienced hundreds of battles. Compared with the half-demon army, they have more experience in fighting alone. Therefore, in terms of personal ability, they are slightly stronger than the half-demon.
Although there were many people, they relied on the formation. The Blood Mist Sect's tactics were unique, and the demon army's formation was instantly in chaos. Some flying birds and beasts were killed by the Blood Mist Sect members who suddenly appeared out of nowhere before they landed.
He was dragged down and immediately strangled.
Ye Ming stood on the platform in the lake with Yun Lingyuan's back, his bamboo flute playing horizontally, his eyes shining in the afterglow of dusk.
At this moment, a fierce sound that broke through the air split between Ye Ming and Yun Lingyuan.
Ye Ming's reaction was a bit sharper than Yun Lingyuan's. He hugged Yun Lingyuan sideways and barely escaped the blow from the blue sky. However, his left shoulder was still injured by the Thousand Poison Whip, and his entire shoulder was immediately covered in blood.
In addition, there is countless black smoke lingering.
Yun Lingyuan stared at his shoulder, her heart trembled, "Qianyan Poison."
On the streets of Yuancheng, the semi-demon army was fighting with the Blood Mist Sect. He was busy giving illusions and summoning everyone from the Blood Mist Sect, but in the end he ignored Lan Qing, who was standing proudly with a Thousand Poison Whip.
Ye Ming casually pressed his right hand on the wound on his shoulder to temporarily stop the bleeding. After doing this, he raised the flute to his lips. Only then did he see Yun Lingyuan's worried eyes and said with a smile: "Don't worry about me so much.
Nothing. Just a minor injury.”
Yun Lingyuan's eyes were hot. The pain caused by Qianyan poison was even unbearable by the great beast Fufeng. Why was he still smiling to comfort her? He was not trying to hold on.
Yun Lingyuan's heart moved and she drew her attention back to the jade bottle in her hand.
I don't know if I'm lucky or unlucky.
Unfortunately, Fufeng was poisoned by Qian Yan and turned into a little snake, without any fighting power.
Fortunately, he turned into a little snake. Otherwise, with his huge snake body, how could the blood in the jade bottle be able to detoxify his poison, and how could there be any remaining blood? It is precisely because of his small size that he worked so hard.
He sucked blood and never ate much.
When Yun Lingyuan opened the jade bottle and looked inside, there was still a bottle full of your blood. Yun Lingyuan breathed a sigh of relief.
After the little tan snake is full, it spreads its wings and floats on your blood. It looks like it is full of food and wine. Thinking about it, the poison is probably gone, but the poison has caused irreversible damage to the body and requires additional treatment.
"Fufeng, come out quickly."
Fufeng was probably still in pain all over, and he moved his body with difficulty. As soon as he climbed to the mouth of the bottle, Yun Lingyuan pinched his tail and carried him out.
"This is a calming pill. You can take it yourself and adjust it."
Yun Lingyuan placed the calming pill she carried with her on the ground and let Fufeng figure out a solution on his own.
At this moment, the pill is bigger than Fufeng's snake head. Fufeng has temporarily lost his spiritual power and is small in size. It is not easy to chew the whole pill. Anyway, Yun Lingyuan doesn't care.
Fuck him.
The battle is still going on, and the sound of explosions from various spiritual techniques can be heard in the ears, but Yun Lingyuan is very safe. Ye Ming has a flute in his hand, forming a medium-sized protection around him.
It just covered her range.
On the periphery, the disciples of the Blood Mist Sect can deal with the demon soldiers, but they are unlucky against Lan Qing. Their cultivation levels are not very high and cannot be compared with the high cultivation levels of Tang She and Ye Ming. They were beaten by Lan Qing.
The whip will cause the poison to fall to the ground on the spot.
No matter how high Ye Ming's cultivation level is, there will be times when his soul power and divine power are exhausted. What's more, he is outside his body, has no physical protection, and is even more vulnerable to injury. At this time, he is just holding on.
Some blood foam came out of the bamboo flute, and he endured the blood and pain in his chest and kept playing.
Yun Lingyuan said silently: The antidote...the antidote is urgently needed...
We are now desperate. Even if we die in pain or suffer backlash, we have to do this, otherwise, everyone will die!
Yun Lingyuan unreservedly moved the inner elixir in her body that did not belong to her. The spiritual power surged like a thousand arrows piercing her heart. She took several deep breaths in pain, until she had accumulated enough strength to drain the blood.
Put the poison into the jade bottle to suck your blood.