Although he felt that the demon army was trying to retreat from three directions, avoiding his own Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulation, Yuan Fengqing was anxious in her heart, her eyes raised slightly, and when she saw that the first Thunder Tribulation was about to come, when she rushed towards the direction of the Chinese army camp, she saw a thick black fog in front of her rushing into the air, her footsteps paused slightly, and she stared closely, the black fog slowly dissipated, revealing Ling Bo's figure, her eyes were slightly sharp, and she said in a deep voice, "Yuan Fengqing, you are looking for death!" ”

Seeing him directly say his name, Yuan Fengqing sneered and said, "Demon Lord Chongyun, you have been planning this war for your own selfish desires for more than hundreds of years, setting off a catastrophe in the afterlife for the creatures of the mortal realm, and your heart can be punished!" ”

"Really?" Chongyun chuckled, "Even so, it's your turn to kill the deity?" What are you? ”

Hearing the sarcasm in his words, Yuan Fengqing didn't want to argue, but just retreated, planning to lead the first heavenly thunder to the demon army camp, and eradicate a group of demon generals first. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Seeing her intentions, Demon Lord Chongyun's eyes were slightly cold, and when he was about to rush forward to stop him, a purple shadow flashed in front of him, and the blood painting was faintly ironic, and he said politely, "On the same day, you planted a demon seed in Fengqing Yuanshen, which almost made her go mad. ”

At this time, the first thunder tribulation fell violently, and the countless demon soldiers who couldn't dodge only felt a flash of blue light in front of them, and then they were smashed down by a powerful thunderbolt, and their bodies exploded, and they didn't have time to react at all.

That scene was like a silent pantomime, within the vision of the demon lord Chongyun, hundreds of soldiers of the demon clan were exploded into a pool of blood mist before they could even scream, but the initiator Yuan Fengqing stood in the wind and rain, looking at the sky, uninjured, his eyes couldn't help but be bloodshot, and he pounced on the blood painting with an angry scold.

Inevitably, the battle between the two affected Yuan Fengqing, and the blood painting stretched his arms slightly, easily dissolving his attack, and swept in the opposite direction. Although Demon Lord Chongyun knew his intentions, he himself did not dare to collide head-on with the Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulation, so he could only chase after him, gradually moving away from the range of Yuan Fengqing.

Watching the figures of the two of them go farther and farther, Yuan Fengqing looked down at the black blood overflowing on the ground, and then turned his eyes to look at the scattered and fleeing demon army, and after looking at the position where the crowd was most dense, he rushed over again.

Boom, the second thunder tribulation came, her thunder tribulation was originally more powerful than ordinary monks, this thunder was as thick as a fist, and the scope of the coverage was staggering, only to hear countless miserable screams, and many demon soldiers died under the thunder, and there was no power to fight back at all.

And Yuan Fengqing jumped hard, and his fists were like the wind and the thunder that was split on his head counterattacked, just hitting a solid one.

With a loud bang, the thick thunder was shattered into countless blue points of light by her powerful force, and slowly disappeared between heaven and earth, and she herself was not comfortable, her fists were like the pain of shattering, and the green tendons under the skin and flesh twitched in pain, making her face pale.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the dull pain in her fists, and looked around.

In Lingyun City, the Dark Night Dao and the Moon Xiao were fighting in one place, and the black and white figures were constantly staggered and separated, which was inseparable.

At the eastern city wall of Lingyun City, the Blood Painting and the Demon Lord Chongyun were like two powerful lights and shadows, each collision could provoke countless air currents to splash, the rumbling sound was endless, and the ground under their feet was also constantly shaking, the cracks were dense, and the battle was extremely fierce.

And in all directions of her, countless demon armies retreated, fled, and looked at the dense human heads, although she couldn't bear it in her heart, she couldn't help but pull out her feet and rush towards the crowded place again, to ensure that the number of people who could ambush the thunder tribulation was larger, and to achieve the goal of eliminating more demon soldiers.

Suddenly, she heard a sharp horn sound coming from the left, and looked closely, but saw a long team led by a demon general in black armor, turning into a black whirlwind and quickly rushing towards the city in front.

Yuan Fengqing realized that the purpose of this crowd tactic was to trap her, so as to give the army of 100,000 people a chance to attack the city, and she couldn't help but feel anxious.

But she looked at the tens of thousands of demon soldiers who were constantly outflanking her, and knew that she couldn't separate herself to rescue Lingyun City for a while, so she could only temporarily hope that the city protection array could last longer after the realm of blood painting was improved, and there was no other way.

At this time, she felt that within a range of more than two thousand miles from Lingyun City, there was the breath of countless Immortal Sect Righteous Path Monks, among these people were strong and weak, old and young, men and women, but they didn't see them coming to the rescue, and there was unspeakable anger in their hearts.

Once Lingyun City is captured by the demons, let alone the ordinary people in the world, even these immortal sects will be broken one by one, and there will be no eggs under the nest, why don't they understand this truth?

Or are they still holding a wait-and-see attitude, or they still have luck in their hearts, thinking that they are guarding the blessed land of Lingshan Mountain, and there are tens of thousands of Xianmen disciples, so they can escape from this battle of Xianma?

Many thoughts lingered in her heart, but she couldn't do anything, so she had to raise her arm and release the golden edict given by Chao Guang towards the sky, but seeing the dazzling golden light, the edict was driven by spiritual power into a huge gold belt, which covered half of the sky, and the blood-red cinnabar characters in the edict were also clearly visible to everyone.

The third thunder tribulation came again with the power of Wanjun, and Yuan Fengqing didn't have time to sense whether the Immortal Gate Righteous Path hidden in all directions would rush to Lingyun City to help because of Chao Guang's edict, she could only gather all her heart to meet her Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulation, and by the way, let it be able to bombard and kill more demon warriors, and strive to kill more enemies for all human races.

Rumble!

Thunder after thunder fell from the sky, and the torrential rain never stopped.

For seven days and seven nights, Yuan Fengqing was constantly greeting the Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulation, and also used the power of Thunder and Righteousness to bombard more demon soldiers, seeing that the hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers besieging her had killed one-third in just seven days, she couldn't bear it and was relieved in her heart, but she took the time to sense that the Immortal Gate Righteous Path in all directions still had no intention of helping Lingyun City, and she was still watching in the dark, and she couldn't hide the disappointment in her heart.

Looking up at the moon and the dark night that were still fighting, the blood paintings and heavy clouds, and the 100,000 demon soldiers who had merged into a black dragon under the leadership of the demon general slammed into the protective formation outside the gate of the East City again and again, the blue light and shadow flickered and dimmed, constantly flickering, it seemed that the degree of impact was not too small, I am afraid that in time, they would really force a gap, she had to shake her spirit, she didn't care about being covered in blood, described as embarrassed, and ran towards the direction of Lingyun City.

But how could tens of thousands of demon soldiers let her break through and move closer to her silently.

Yuan Fengqing had no choice but to sacrifice the Five Elements Divine Sword and try to break out of the encirclement.