Zhuo Li and Li Cangqing didn't mean to delay time, but Ricardo's punch before was too powerful, as strong as the two of them had to slow down for a while to recover their combat effectiveness, otherwise it would be easy to form internal injuries. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fortunately, Ricardo didn't have the power to pursue, otherwise it would have been a bit difficult.

Now that Ricardo has put on a posture of fighting to the death, Zhuo Li and Li Cangqing have decided to let the Overseer of the Demon Legion die in battle.

There are two reasons for this, the first is to affirm the strength of this rare Overseer-level Anda Demon, and the second is that if they choose to avoid the battle, it is likely to cause hidden dangers to their cultivation in the realm.

Without further ado, the final battle opened and closed at the same time.

Zhuo Li stepped on the void, his arms one after the other to make a punch movement, behind him, infinite stars faintly appeared, everyone knew that this punch was absolutely devastating.

And Li Cangqing's red hair was windless, and there was a ball of flame wrapped around the arm holding the dragon soul, slowly bending towards his back, constantly accumulating momentum, as if there was an ancient dragon ready to move behind him, ready to let out an unprecedented fiery breath.

A gust of wind blew, and the corners of Zhuo Li's clothes fluttered slightly.

Finally!

It seems that a string between heaven and earth has been broken.

Zhuo Li and Li Cangqing shot at the same time!

Zhuo Li punched out, as if it was outside the sky, but also in front of him, and the vast spiritual energy that was punched out condensed into a huge fist in the air and blasted towards Ricardo.

And Li Cangqing's axe was even more groundbreaking, an unimaginably big axe fell from nine heavens away, with endless fire rain, as enchanting as a red lotus blooming!

The sky turned into two colors, one blue-gray and the other crimson, rolling together towards Ricardo.

Obstruct?

Unstoppable!

Ricardo roared as the demonic overseer of several starfields let out a final roar and slammed into him in a desperate and decisive manner.

Boom -

An almond-shaped wave of light exploded between heaven and earth, and then quickly extended in both directions, and everything turned into nothingness.

There are hundreds of peaks in the entire Blade Mountain, and there are tens of thousands of cone-shaped stalagmites called 'Blades', all of which no longer exist at this time.

After a big battle, Blade Mountain can already be renamed 'Pingding Mountain'.

Ricardo knelt in the middle of a circular basin, his skin as gray as stone and his surface cracked like a statue.

A strong wind blew, and the statue, which had completely lost its life, turned into wisps of blue ash and drifted away with the wind, drifting towards the sky and earth in the distance.

A generation of demons vanished.

At the edge of the basin, Zhuo Li and Li Cangqing stood side by side, both thoughtful.

"How does it feel?" The first to speak was Zhuo Li.

"This battle is really enjoyable!" Li Cangqing burst into a foul mouth.

"Hahaha-"

The two looked at each other, and they both laughed heartily.

In this battle, Zhuo Li and Li Cangqing, two of the most talented newcomers of the Psionic Warriors Association of the Far East Region of the Galactic Federation, joined forces to kill the Demon Legion Demon Overseer Ricardo Yu Blade Mountain, kicking off the prelude to the rise of the two to the stars.

This is also the first Overseer-level demon to be killed since the Demon Legion secretly marched into the Far East.

Ricardo was also unlucky, the three major Overseers had fought against Zhuoli, and he was obviously much stronger than Kazmoga and Lina-Firecrown in terms of strength and temperament, but Kazmoga and Lina-Firecrown survived, but he died on the battlefield.

This, perhaps, is fate.

……

The warriors of the Ice Dragon Clan, under the wise leadership of the old patriarch Ragwald, did not really go deep into the hinterland of Blade Mountain. Even if you are 100 kilometers away, you can see the sign "Idlers below the stardust level are not allowed to enter" erected there......

Of course, the old patriarch is very profound in both combat wisdom and political wisdom, although he can't participate in the Armageddon, but it is absolutely necessary to fight the autumn wind on the periphery.

Li Cangqing burned all the Eight Desolations and killed a third of the demons with one move, and then killed most of them, but there were still some demons with good luck who escaped from Blade Mountain, such as a few cunning Natsu demons.

Unfortunately, their good fortune soon ran out.

The old patriarch took his three hundred warriors to find trouble with these fleeing demons, and after being suppressed for a long time, the Viku warriors, who were almost facing the catastrophe of extermination, slaughtered these demons, and each took out two hundred percent of the end.

Three hundred three-meter-long javelins fired in a volley, and even the Natsu demon with huge wings was doomed. These warriors killed about forty demons and paid only the lives of ten warriors, which was an unprecedented glorious victory.

……

Storm Fjord, Port Carlin.

Night has fallen, and the base camp of the Ice Dragon tribe is brightly lit, and the streets and alleys are lit with bright torches, competing with the stars in the sky.

In front of the old patriarch's castle is an open square, and a unique bonfire party is going on at this time. As the warriors set up javelins with demon heads around the campfire, the carnival officially reached its climax.

Ale was served in unlimited quantities, as was tuna, bread, and barbecue, and the old patriarch took out a few barrels of fine ale from his treasure to reward the warriors who had gone on this day's expedition. Everyone's face was filled with a smile that only came after victory, and it was a joy that could not be disguised.

The children ran around the campfire, and the women, dressed in their best clothes, threw their winks at the victorious warriors.

Of course, the loudest laughs are always the men, especially the warriors, drinking the strongest wine and hugging the prettiest women, and loudly telling how they shot themselves through the heart of an extremely powerful demon. As for whether it's true or not, who cares?

Although the clouds of war have not been on this harbor town for too long, the pressure on the people is unprecedented. In just half a day, the six major Viku tribes were wiped out, including the most powerful of the Storm Clans, and those who knew the news never imagined that they would live to see the sun the next day.

However, the great Ysera favored the Ice Dragon Clan the most, and the Axe God with the "Dragon Soul" emerged from the sea to help the Ice Dragon Tribe resist the invincible Demon Legion and the Overseer Ricardo. Later, Axe's friend, the "God of the Wind" Zhuoli, also came from the sea and led the glorious Ice Dragon clan to defeat the evil Demon Legion in one fell swoop, slaying Ricciardo!

Such a brilliant victory, these Viku people did not even dare to think about it. You know, although Carlin Bay is small, there are some well-informed people, and according to them, even the Night Star City of the Fallen Soul Clan has been taken over by the Demon Legion. Oh, my God! What a horrible thing that is.

So when the news of the victory came back, everyone went crazy.

No one sleeps tonight, and we have to party until dawn!

The stars are shining, the campfires are bright, and the night is intoxicating.

On the terrace of the old patriarch's castle, a small round table was set up, and four of the most powerful people of the Ice Dragon Clan, and now the four most powerful Viku people on Sumar, were accompanying two humans of the Federation to drink and talk.

The wine drunk at this table is the real treasure of the old patriarch, the absolutely strong winter vodka, and the ale is as faint as white water compared to it.

Juventheim, captain of the garrison of Carlin Bay, the most famous warrior of the Ice Dragon Clan, and the most serious contender for the next chief, drank most of the winter vodka in one gulp.

"Mr. Zoli, are you saying that in the depths of the Asuna Rift, you have helped the rebels of the Fallen Spirits establish a secret base ready to drive the evil demon legions out of Sumar once and for all?"

"Not bad. This secret base is called the Secret Temple, and has built up a powerful armed army, the Demon Hunter Legion. We recently recaptured the Evil Fortress occupied by the Demon Legion and defeated Overseer Lina-Firecrown, but unfortunately let the cunning female demon escape. ”

Zhuo Li also took a sip of the liquor in front of him, the taste was a little too strong for him.

"So, the Fallen Spirits have really surrendered...... Those nobles who are greedy for life and afraid of death give away Night Star City, it is really a shame for Sumar Star! ”

Imiron scolded loudly, Zhuo Li really didn't see that this ordinary crew member was actually the son of the old patriarch, but his ambition was not to be the patriarch, but to become a great captain and explorer.

"Respected Axe God and Wind God of War, please guide us in what we should do next." The president of the Captains' Association of Carlin Bay, "Sea Soul" Bernard asked solemnly.

These three men, plus the old patriarch Ragwald, are now the real leadership of the Viku people.

"Well, I just arrived in Sumar, mainly to help my brother, so what to do next, you just listen to him!" Li Cangqing patted Zhuo Li's shoulder vigorously, and the force was a little strong, almost shaking out the wine in Zhuo Li's cup.

Zhuo Li reluctantly glanced at this wild and domineering guy who couldn't be disgusted at all, and then said to the four Viku, "Like I said before, come with me and join the Secret Temple." ”

"Compared to the Demon Legion, our current strength is still very weak, and we must unite to have a chance of victory. If you continue in Carlin Bay, I am afraid that it will not be long before you will be pacified by the army of demon descendants who have come in for reinforcements. ”

All four viku grinned wryly and swallowed a large gulp of strong winter vodka.

Yes, who wants to leave their homeland where their ancestors have lived for generations?

"You don't have a choice, it's the only way to live." Zhuo Li accentuated his tone again.

"The god of war of the wind is right." In the end, it was the old patriarch who made the decision, and only he could make this decision, "We must unite and fight against the Demon Legion together. After the party, I immediately arranged the relocation, Mr. Zhuo Li, I wonder how much time we have? ”

"Time is running out, we have to move all of them tomorrow." Zhuo Li's face was grim, "Actually, I would prefer to leave tonight, but it depends on the situation. ”

The bonfire downstairs was still going on, and now it was coming to an end, and two-thirds of them were completely drunk around the campfire, these tall Viku were surprisingly hardy, and they would have no problem sleeping in the open air on a cold winter day.

"Nope." The old patriarch's voice was firm, "We will evacuate the women and children tonight, and this task will be handed over to Juvenheim and Imiron. Tomorrow, Bernard and I will lead the rest of our people to the Asuna Rift. ”