The battle was still fierce, but everyone on the side of the One-Horned Saint King knew that their so-called upper hand now was completely superficial and could not stand the test of time. 151+ Kanshu.com romance content is updated faster than a rocket, do you dare not believe it?

When the five-colored demons start their last attack, they will definitely not be able to hold on.

But these people were captured by the five-colored demon clan as hard labor, some did it for hundreds of years, some did it for thousands of years, and even some of them did an inhuman life for more than 100,000 years during the Mahayana period.

Now that they have regained their freedom, no one will choose to surrender, even though they know that they will inevitably die in the end.

It is better to die standing than to live on your knees!

The monks here have a long hatred for the five-colored demon clan, so since they know that it is a dead end, they naturally have to pull a few cushions before they die.

It's a pity that you can't mobilize the demonic energy in it, otherwise I don't know how many people in the Dao will choose to blow themselves up and die with the enemy.

In five days, the monks in the city changed again.

This time their casualties were significantly reduced, and the number of kills was two to three times that of casualties.

But how long can this glory last?

"Big brother, it's almost!"

After a round, the blue-robed old man was obviously a little impatient, if it weren't for the restrictions of the terrain here, this one-horned demon would have been wiped out long ago.

The red-robed old man looked at the tragic battle situation at the head of the city, and pondered for a moment, "Well, the fire is almost over, let our tribulation period also start!" ”

Hearing this, the blue-robed old man's face showed joy, "Hehe, these guys are living to the end, so when will we do it?" ”

This time, the red-robed old man didn't answer, but the yellow-robed middle-aged man on the other side, who had not spoken, spoke, "Second brother, why are you in a hurry, this low-level monk is much easier to cultivate, and the Tribulation Period is just that, these Mahayana periods around us are all the elites of our own clan, so we can't lose them here!" ”

Hearing this, the blue-robed old man also fell silent, this is not bad, if a race wants to be strong, the most important thing is the top monk.

If it weren't for the fact that the One-Horned Saint King had disappeared for millions of years, they wouldn't have dared to make a move on the One-Horned Demon Clan easily.

While a few people were talking, the Tribulation Period monk of the Five-Colored Demon Clan had already begun to step forward.

And the face of the one-horned saint king at the head of the city was also gloomy.

But things have come to this point, so there is no need to keep your hands on it.

"Let's go up during the Mahayana period! Minimize the casualties of our people! ”

The words of the One-Horned Saint King fell, and the five or six hundred Mahayana monks around him also stepped forward one after another, scattering around the city wall to meet the enemy.

"Kill! You bastards! ”

A one-horned demon clan's late-stage monk already had four or five bloody wounds on his body, but he was still extremely fierce, grabbed the five-colored demon in front of him who had just climbed the city wall, threw it on the wall, and then killed it with one punch.

"Ahem, brothers, killing one is enough to kill two and earn one, Lao Tzu made a fortune today, I'll go first, it's up to you, make him fuck!"

Because the injuries on his body are getting worse and worse, the one-horned demon clan no longer has the strength to kill the enemy, but even if he dies, he has to pull a cushion on his back.

"Hey!"

The majestic man let out a loud shout, and directly knocked down a five-colored demon who had just jumped up in front of him, and both of them fell into the gap in the five-colored demon clan's human wall at the same time.

No one in the host cares about their lives.

In the face of war, life is more fragile than straw.

This tragic scene was staged everywhere, because the One-Horned Saint King dispatched the Mahayana period on his side, so the five-colored demon clan immediately showed signs of defeat.

The Mahayana period and the tribulation period are not the same thing at all.

"These guys are really uncontrollable, now send the Mahayana period, hehe, okay, let's do it!"

When the red-robed old man saw the appearance of the Mahayana period, he no longer hesitated, because he used the Tribulation Period to deal with the Mahayana period, and he couldn't use magic power and divine consciousness here, which was not a good idea for the one-horned demon clan who specialized in cultivating the flesh.

"Second, you deal with that unicorn with me, third, do it to those one-fold consummation!"

"Ha Luha, big brother, I've been waiting for a long time, hum, the one-horned demon clan will soon become history!"

"My lord, do you want it now?"

The middle-aged man who had been questioned by the One-Horned Saint King before saw that the Five-Colored Demon Clan had attacked in an all-out way at this time, and immediately asked the One-Horned Saint King.

"You go and prepare, wait for my orders!"

The One-Horned Saint King commanded, and he had already flown out of the city and stood in the air.

For a monk with a perfect physical body, it was not difficult to fly here, and the red-robed and blue-robed Saint King on the side of the Five-Colored Demon Clan had also flown up, standing opposite the One-Horned Saint King.

As for the yellow-robed Saint King, because his physical body was not so strong, he didn't dare to ignore the violent demonic qi here.

"Hmph, unicorn, at this point, you still don't call that thing out to this king!" The red-robed Saint King was not in a hurry, but began to threaten the One-Horned Saint King.

"Just the two of you? Hmph, if you are outside, I can't help you, but when you get here, this king will let you have no return! "Although the One-Horned Saint King is at a disadvantage now, he doesn't look weak at all.

"Don't measure yourself, the king will kill you first, and then destroy the one-horned demon clan, the five-colored stone is still the king's, the second brother will do it!"

With the killing intent on his face, the red-robed Saint King immediately killed towards the One-Horned Saint King.

The fiery scene broke out in an instant, and the three people in the sky were all bare-handed, and they all reached the state of perfection by refining their bodies, so they couldn't use magic power here, and even the power of using magic weapons was limited, so the three of them naturally relied on their fists to win or lose.

Although one enemy is two, but the One-Horned Saint King suffers a loss, and it is also a consummation of body refining, but each person's cultivation is different, and the physique is different, and the difference is also very big, just like the same one or two things, the value of silver and gold is too different.

But if the One-Horned Saint King wants to win, it is full of difficulties.

Below, the monks of the Tribulation Period have completely handed over their hands, and the Mahayana Period and the Five-Colored Demon Clan of the First Perfection have also arrived under the city, and they are about to join the siege team.

Now the one-horned demon clan, who has the upper hand for the time being, also knows that they can only fight hard about the following things!

"Yi Daoyou, aren't we going to do it yet?"

At this time, in a hidden passage outside this battlefield, Yi Cheng and the nine unicorn demons were hiding.

When he saw the start of the war, Yi Cheng did not step forward immediately.

In a war of tens of millions of people, the role that ten of them can play is too limited.

Therefore, for more than a month, Yi Cheng began to prepare.

At this time, the battle has reached the final stage, and the feast he has carefully prepared should allow the five-colored demon clan to enjoy it well!

Yi Cheng saw that those Mahayana five-colored demon clans had begun to climb the city wall, so he didn't hesitate, and his eyes showed a fierce look: "According to the previous arrangement, let's go!" ”

Yi Cheng's voice fell, and the nine unicorn demons immediately went out of the passage, and the appearance of a few people at this time did not cause anyone to find out, and the battlefield of hundreds of thousands of people, less than ten people, was indeed inconspicuous.

These people quietly walked out of the passage, and then they were more than 100 zhang away, and they all quickly took out a square stone platform of two or three zhang from the storage ring, which was in the middle of the platform, and there was an arc-shaped groove with a diameter of half a zhang.

Then, a statue of the Yuan Exterminator Dragon Cannon appeared on the groove, and then a square stone platform was fastened on top of it, and the statue of the Yuan Exterminating Dragon Cannon was placed in the center.

As pieces of immortal stones were thrown into the muzzle, the Yuan Destroying Dragon Cannon was also ready to attack.

Without anyone giving an order, the nine Yuan Exterminating Dragon Cannons were each aimed at the five-colored demon clan who was in Gongcheng in the distance.

"Whoosh"

Nine white lights flashed, and the face of the red-robed Saint King who was fighting with the One-Horned Saint King in the air immediately changed, "What is this?" ”

Glancing at a few white lights, the red-robed Saint King shouted repeatedly, "Be careful! Third brother, stand back! ”

The yellow-robed Saint King, who was still unaware, immediately became frightened when he heard the white light that came from the roar.

At this time, those five-colored demon clans of the Mahayana period and the tribulation period had completely gathered under the city, and this attack was scattered under the city for hundreds of miles, and immediately sent out a series of roars!

"Boom Boom"

Mixed with countless screams, most of the demons under the city immediately turned into ashes, and even the defenders on the city wall fell hundreds of people in the violent tremors.

"Damn, what's going on?"

The yellow-robed Saint King, who had escaped death, stretched out his hand to push away a seriously injured five-colored demon clan that was pressing on his body, and shouted angrily.

"Stand back, step back"

The two people who fought with the One-Horned Saint King in the air were also shocked, what the hell was going on?

"Second, go to the left and kill that bastard!"

After a brief look around, the red-robed Saint King spotted the Nine Lives One-Horned Demon Clan on the left.

The Yuan Destroying Dragon Cannons just now were all refined by Yi Cheng in the past month, and although they were not the top of the ninth order, they had all reached the quality of the ninth order.

Among each of them were three thousand immortal stones, and the power was that the monks of the first consummation and even the double consummation did not dare to despise it.

However, after one shot, even the ninth-order high-grade quality could not withstand this huge impact force, and it immediately exploded!

And the nine unicorn demons had already turned around and fled towards a passage.

The blue-robed Saint King angrily chased towards the left, but how could the One-Horned Saint King let him get his way.

Originally, he was ready to break the boat, but this sudden change gave him a glimmer of hope for victory.

Although he didn't know how his own people in Lu Dao could have such a method, he would not let these two people do anything to his own people.

"Hmph, I want to go, have you asked this king!"

The One-Horned Saint King chased closely behind the Blue-robed Saint King, and smashed his fist towards the back of his heart.

"Do you really think that our brother can't help you? Your opponent is now the King! ”

However, the red-robed Saint King blocked it from the side and took the one-horned Saint King's punch.

The Old Running Saint King immediately flew out for several miles, and although the One-Horned Saint King's punch had the upper hand, there was no way to shake off the red-robed Saint King.

When the two were fighting, the blue-robed Saint King had already flown a hundred miles away and arrived at the entrance of the passage.

"You damned things, this king wants you to be broken into thousands of pieces!"

The blue-robed Saint King's eyes were cracked, and he was about to make a loud noise, but this time they made the five-colored demon clan lose about 100,000 people above the Tribulation Period.

And the culprit is in front of him, and he naturally wants to devour these lives alive.

The blue-robed Saint King shouted loudly as he flew towards several one-horned demons dozens of feet away!