Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound seemed to come from outside the Nine Heavens Firmament, and it shook the heavens and the earth, and in an instant, the entire Ancient Rain God Palace seemed to shake with it.

The gods looked up in horror.

"Drums of war for a thousand miles."

A divine light descended from the sky, and Mr. Lingyu appeared with the crane in his hand, and said at the same time, "The Demon Gate is declaring war on us. ”

Declare war!

The breath of the sky seemed to freeze because of this, and everyone held their breath.

All I could think of was the sound of the drums of war echoing and lingering.

It keeps reverberating the soul.

The fact that the Demon Gate army declared war on the gods when they were still thousands of miles away was enough to show their arrogance.

These days, the army of the Demon Gate can almost be said to be invincible, and they are naturally not afraid of a single qiē.

Momentum like a rainbow!

The decisive battle is finally coming.

The sound of war drums echoed in his ears, and everyone's eyes fell on the ancient rain god Mr. Dove, waiting for his command.

"What should come will come after all." Mr. Lingdo's body stood in the air, and his voice fell slowly, "As everyone said, the Demon Gate is aggressive, and we have no reason to retreat. In that case, let's fight! ”

"Fight!"

Everyone's eyes instantly burst out with an extremely intense and burning look.

"Drummer!" Mr. Lingdo's arms slowly raised, and a solemn voice fell, "War drums." ”

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A moment later, the sound of the war drums beating and drumming instantly obliterated the war drums of the Demon Gate that seemed to descend from the sky.

This is the war drum that belongs to the gods.

The drums of war beat and spread for thousands of miles.

The gods of the entire mid-lane army of the gods were alarmed.

"Is it going to be a decisive battle?" A god held a jar of wine in his hand, looked into the distance, and after taking a sip of alcohol, he dropped the bottle in his hand to the ground, and then lifted the weapon on the table with one hand, resolutely turned around, and stepped out of the barracks.

"It's coming!" The gods raised their heads and lifted the curtains.

The army in the middle is ready to fight.

The sound of this rumbling war drum is also a response to the Demon Gate.

In the camp of the Demon Gate army thousands of miles away, there was a palace that seemed to be moving, pulled up by ninety-nine fierce beasts of the early stage of the Golden Immortal, with momentum like a rainbow, moving forward quickly and steadily, and with great momentum.

Inside the palace, war drums seeped in.

A burly black shadow was condescending, overlooking the generals below.

"Gods, what a boldness." The corners of the Demon Lord's mouth raised a sneer, and he said coldly, "Dare to respond to this Demon Lord's declaration of war!" Could it be that they really naively thought that with the natural danger of a single Falling God Lake, they could stop the hundreds of thousands of troops of our Demon Gate? It's just wishful thinking. ”

"Lord Demon Lord, the disciple is willing to be the vanguard and destroy the gods!" A member of the Demon Gate General below resounded.

Every eye contains an incomparably strong battle intent.

All willing to fight!

"Haha-" The demon lord laughed loudly, his heart was filled with an incomparably strong look of confidence, his body suddenly stood up, and the majestic momentum swept into the sky.

"It's time for this farce to end." The Demon Lord's eyes were extremely fierce, containing a strong aura of destruction, "Gods, you are not worthy to be the master of this heaven and earth. ”

"It's time for this world to change hands."

"If they dare to fight, let them feel what is the power of the peak force."

Call!

The demon lord's arm swung heavily, and his voice fell in a loud voice, "The whole army listens to the order, speed up!" ”

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The momentum swept up.

Hundreds of thousands of Demon Gate armies let out a loud roar at the same time, shaking the heavens and the earth, and instantly shattering the sound of thousands of miles of war drums that echoed in the space.

Bloodthirsty light burst out, and bloody eyes flashed.

The army of the Demon Gate, like a giant python wandering between heaven and earth, suddenly recovered, accelerated its speed, and advanced in the direction of the Falling God Lake.

In that moving palace, an army of famous demons came out one after another, and their eyes were smeared with a strong battle intent and an unrivaled confident look.

The huge palace is empty.

"Do you really want to make a final break with the gods?" Behind the demon lord, suddenly, a faint phantom appeared out of thin air, and his purple eyes flashed lightly with a cold light.

The Demon Lord raised his eyes to look into the distance and nodded gently.

The purple-eyed phantom was silent for a while, and Xu Sheng said, "The sandpiper and the clam compete, and the fisherman profits." ”

As soon as the words fell, the demon lord's body suddenly shook.

After a while, the demon lord slowly turned his head, "Di, do you really think so?" ”

The purple-eyed phantom who had been turned into [Di] by the Demon Lord pondered for a long time, "I don't understand, Lord Demon knows that the Dark Pupil is eyeing behind him, why does he still have to fight the gods in the end!" ”

"Because I am sure of victory." The Demon Lord's eyes swept with a burst of confidence, and he said in a deep voice, "In the past year, I have already arranged a qiē, just waiting for the decisive battle of the middle army of the gods. Hum! The little thought of the pupil, thinking that it could really be hidden from the world? If he wants to borrow a knife to kill someone, I will plan and follow his wishes, and personally go out to fight the gods! He wanted me to fight the gods and profit from it—his calculations were wrong from the start. Di, think about it, if our army directly destroys the army of the gods in the middle of the road with the power of devastating and decaying, then, the pupil of the dark, can there still be a chance? The Demon Lord's expression showed a strong sneer.

The purple-eyed phantom 'Di' was silent for a long time, "But we don't know the final hole card of the gods' forces-"

"I'm sure." The Demon Lord said proudly, "In today's world, among the gods, those who are qualified to break through the Golden Immortal Great Perfection and rank in the semi-saint realm are the only ancient rain gods. And I, and you, Di, you are the biggest card in my hand, this battle, you and I fight side by side, there is no need to be afraid of any hole cards of the gods. ”

"I'm fighting?" Di Yi was stunned, "Didn't Lord Demon Lord say that I must hide my identity and wait for the pupil to be unable to hold it down, and give him a fatal blow!" ”

"No need." The Demon Lord said in a loud voice, "This time, I not only want to defeat the army of gods, but also show the power that even the Pupil of the Dark will tremble - I want to tell him that in this world, the strongest person in the Demon Domain is not his Pupil, and it will never be his turn to sit on the throne of the leader of the Demon Gate." ”

The Demon Lord's eyes showed a cold smile.

"In that case, let's fight!"

At this moment, the eyes of the purple-eyed phantom 'Di' couldn't suppress a burst of excitement at the same time, and his arm trembled slightly, as if he felt that the blood in his body was already boiling.

"Di, you've been silent for so long, you must have been eager to fight." The Demon Lord smiled.

Boom-boom-boom-

Hundreds of thousands of troops from the Demon Gate, hurry forward!

"It's finally going to begin!" A hundred miles away behind the Demon Gate army, a slender body stood on the top of a mountain, with long hair flying in the wind, pupils as if everything in the world was included, looking at the direction of hundreds of thousands of Demon Gate troops, the ruler muttered, "It's only been a year, Demon Lord, it seems that you don't have much patience." Or are you sure you will win? ”

Swish!

At the top of the mountain, the sound of measuring the sky disappeared out of thin air.

"The army of the Demon Gate, enter the range of eight hundred miles!"

"Seven hundred miles!"

"Six hundred miles!"

One after another sounds returned, and the crispness shook the entire Ancient Rain God Palace.

At this moment, an open space in front of the Ancient Rain God's palace had already gathered an army of 100,000!

This 100,000-strong army is the elite division among the mid-lane armies of the gods and gods.

At this moment, they were waiting for the order of the ancient rain god Mr. Dove.

"The army of the Demon Gate is less than five hundred miles away from Luoshen Lake." The Immortal Gu Dan God said in a deep voice, "At this rate, in less than three days, the army of the Demon Gate will be able to descend. ”

"Although we have hoarded a large army in the area of Luoshen Lake, with those forces, we will definitely not be able to fight against the Demon Gate."

"The core of the mid-lane army, it's time and time to go." Mr. Lingwu slowly raised his hand, and there were bursts of rain in the sky, and the raindrops in the sky contained a warm and cool breath that fell on the body of the army of gods, as if it was a baptism, and instantly made the army of gods one by one refreshed, as if inhaling nectar, and his eyes widened a little, staring at Mr. Lingjiu with scorching heat.

"This battle is the final battle between our god forces and the Demon Gate!" Mr. Lingdo's voice resounded, "If you win, you will expel the evil demons and return me to the good world!" If we are defeated, the gods will fall, the sky will be dark, and the demons will occupy this land that originally belonged to us. Therefore, we are only allowed to succeed, not to fail. ”

Success, not failure!

Because no one can afford to fail.

The air was filled with a solemn aura, and it spread everywhere.

All of them had solemn faces, dressed in armor, and clutched the weapons in their hands.

Autumn soldiers on the battlefield!

On the platform, the names rang out one after another, and the gods moved in unison, falling in front of the army one after another.

Everyone is ready and ready for battle.

"Let's go! Brother, give the demon gate that has come to invade, and attack it head-on! ”

Eventually, Mr. Dove waved his hand heavily.

"Decisive Battle of the Fallen God Lake!"

Let's go!

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The army of the gods set off with a roaring sound.

Everyone's minds echoed with Mr. Lingdo's voice - the decisive battle against the Lake of the Fallen Gods.

The gods have reached a point where they cannot take half a step back.

Smoke rolled up into the sky, billowing red dust folded up and crushed into the distance.

This is destined to create a bloody storm.

This is destined to be the last time countless people never come back.

In this past, the future of the gods, like swaying in the wind and rain, cannot be seen through.

However, at this moment, there was only an endless battle intent in everyone's eyes, clutching the weapon in their hands, and they were extremely eager to suck the enemy's blood and harvest the enemy's life.

In mid-air, Mr. Dove stared silently ahead, the army gradually moving away, and the smoke still spread into the sky.

Behind him, there were still the peak powerhouses of the power of the gods waiting.

"There is no need for any reservations in this battle." Mr. Dove spoke softly, waving his arm, "Let's go." ”

As soon as the words fell, Mr. Linggu took the lead and swept away, heading in the direction of the Falling God Lake.

Decisive Battle of the Fallen God Lake!