The worst strength of these soldiers is only Tong Sheng, but at this time, they can only face the brutal and fierce demon cannon fodder under the drive. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The worst of the demon cannon fodder also has the strength of the Xiucai realm, and at this time he screamed and pounced, and the sharp minions directly tore open the chest cavity of the Terran soldiers, and pulled out all the internal organs inside.

The smell of blood stimulated the ferocity of the demon cannon fodder soldiers, and more cannon fodder soldiers pounced.

"Kill me!" The scribes in the middle of the army began to collectively write war poems.

The surging talent was like a cloud, and it quickly floated and concentrated in one place, and turned into various attack methods to roar the demon cannon fodder army.

Frost, flames, blizzards, and stone giants continue to emerge, and the demon cannon fodder army is wailing.

"Zhuang Yichen, lead your subordinates to kill out!" The top boss of the Wu Hao didn't know when to appear, and looked at Zhuang Yichen and said with a cold gaze.

"Okay!" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, just these cannon fodder armies are useless.

"You open the way!" explained to the veterans of the hundred battles, Zhuang Yichen directly killed Jin Kexin.

After Jin Kexin was promoted to the peak of martial arts, he had no place to vent his strength, and with a sigh, he waved the blade in his hand and descended among the demon cannon fodder soldiers, and took away the lives of several demon cannon fodder soldiers with a wave of his hand.

It wasn't until the eighteen veterans of the hundred battles gathered the power of the formation and protected her and Zhuang Yichen in the middle.

"There are so many cannon fodder soldiers of the demon clan, and I don't know how to get it!" Zhuang Yichen observed carefully, but Tao Lisi did not give an answer.

Perhaps this involves the core secrets of the demons, and it is normal for Toris to avoid it. Even if she exists in the form of a machine spirit at this time, and she also hopes to kill a few more demons to absorb demon spirits, but in the face of principle, she is very persistent.

The 500 human-level soldiers formed the Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Formation, and soon stabilized the entire defense area.

The sound of puff and puff was endless, accompanied by the screams of the Terran soldiers.

Zhuang Yichen suddenly had a faint feeling in his heart, and hurriedly sat down cross-legged and began to derive from the Dao.

The divine soul flashed everywhere on the battlefield, and at this time, with the change of the battle situation, the human race and the demon race began to entangle.

And as the Loyal Warriors did at this time, many parts of the battlefield were divided into small areas one after another

"The power of space, it should be like this!" Zhuang Yichen had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the martial hall in his soul suddenly changed.

Within the interior of the Martial Palace, incomparably bright lines suddenly flashed out, dividing the Martial Hall into small pieces of space.

The martial arts hall of Nuoda was originally empty, but at this time, the overlapping space visually had a dense feeling of crowding.

"Boom!" The soul qi inside the martial hall erupted suddenly, and the outside of the martial hall began to expand violently, and the incomparably pure soul qi was directly poured into Zhuang Yichen's body.

"Boom, boom!" The martial hall expanded again and again, and the huge and terrifying voice in Zhuang Yichen's soul sounded continuously.

Zhuang Yichen opened his eyes, and after stretching out a palm, he saw that in the middle of his palm, a black hole the size of a thumb was slowly appearing.

The area of his martial hall at this time is probably ten times that of ordinary martial artists, and the martial souls in the martial hall have also changed, and they have begun to cultivate independently.

"No, who is in command of this army, and its combat effectiveness is so strong?"

"Yes, it's just that the forward troops are so terrible, it seems that we don't have to play!" At this time, many of the generals of the troops asked each other.

According to convention, the first wave of rookies who participated in the reconquista battle were basically dead and alive.

Who would have thought that Zhuang Yichen would be so fierce and directly on the front line, blocking the demon cannon fodder soldiers in this direction.

"It seems that Zhuang Yichen is the leader!" At this time, a young jinshi suddenly said.

"What? is Zhuang Yichen, the first Jinshi of the human race, Zhuang Yichen?"

"I can't hear it wrong, right?" It seems that there is only one named Zhuang Yichen among the Seven Kingdoms!" The generals were shocked, and it was a bit funny to use a first jinshi of the human race who was recognized by the sub-saints as the forward cannon fodder.

"Hmm, this guy's troops are so strong!" At this time, the martial arts powerhouse in command looked at the front with a cold gaze.

He pursed his lips, and suddenly ordered in a loud voice: "Zhuang Yichen's department, I order you to open the way first, don't stick to defense!

"It's murder!"

"Yes, Brother Zhuang is the first jinshi of the human race, how can he be surrounded by these demon trash!" Many people were angry, but it had no effect.

In the battle to regain the lost territory, the power of the generals directly under them was amazing. Mo said that he was the first jinshi of the human race, even if he was a half-saint, it was impossible for him to escape from the battle and enjoy any care.

"Open the way now, right?" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, and the eighteen veterans of a hundred battles immediately took the lead in killing them.

"Kexin come with me!" Zhuang Yichen snorted softly and followed the pace of the veteran of a hundred battles.

And the loyal warriors formed a number of eighteen Arhat formations, and they crushed the past in unison.

In an instant, at least hundreds of demon cannon fodder soldiers died at their hands. Although there are very few demon spirits that these cannon fodder soldiers turn into after their deaths, they are not without help.

The soldiers' energy became more vigorous and their fighting spirit was high. At this time, the demons also seemed to have discovered the strength of the loyal army, and at this time, more cannon fodder soldiers squeezed over, and there were also Jinshi-level figures.

"Keep killing!" After resting for a while, Zhuang Yichen ordered. Even the demon masters and heroes have been killed, and these cannon fodder are nothing.

The Marquis of the Demon Race is equivalent to the powerful man of the Human Race, and the Earl of the Demon Race is comparable to the Great Confucian of the Human Race.

Demon cannon fodder soldiers poured in in a steady stream, and after two hours, the loyal warriors began to get tired.

"Brother Zhuang, you led your subordinates to withdraw one after another, and we will help you top!" Many people secretly spread the news, full of goodwill.

Participating in the battle to regain the lost territory was already extremely dangerous, and it was also the goal they set themselves to sharpen.

If Zhuang Yichen is in front, it will be tantamount to losing meaning. Zhuang Yichen secretly felt warm in his heart, so he commanded the soldiers to retreat slowly, so that the soldiers behind him could make up for the gap.

As soon as the loyal army withdrew, the rest of the people suddenly showed a gap. The casualty rate is rising, and the battlefield is littered with the blood of Terran soldiers.

There is still a mile away from the demon castle, and at this time, the cultivation of the masters in the demon clan has also begun to appear in large numbers.

"Kill!" In the army of the human race, dozens of scholars and martial artists also rushed out of the army and met the viscount of the demon race, that is, the master cultivator.