Chang'an City.

It was supposed to be a sunny day, but it didn't light up until noon.

Maybe the sun was off this morning, or maybe it was the billowing smoke that obscured the sky.

The dispatch of troops from the Tang Dynasty allowed Chen Li to breathe in the chaos.

He was covered in blood, but most of them were from the monsters and demon monks.

Compared with the Northland Demon Clan, the Western Heaven Army is actually more tolerant, because they have only slaughtered the Terrans along the way, but they can tolerate and accept like-minded demons and monsters one by one.

Therefore, the army of demon monks, who were originally not very numerous, gradually reached a terrifying level after they set foot on Xiniuhe Continent and captured most of the Southern Ganbu Continent.

Not to mention how these demons and monsters cultivate, at least in terms of the overall number, they have surpassed the demon clan in Beiju Luzhou.

If the total number of the Tang Dynasty army is concerned, it should not be worse than one million, but the Chang'an area is limited, and the masses inside have reached the point of congestion, and the number of troops who can stay in Chang'an will naturally be greatly reduced.

Most of the Tang Dynasty soldiers had already died on the border, and only 100,000 were screened and left in Chang'an.

But these 100,000 elite soldiers, in the case of Datang's luck, also showed a power that cannot be underestimated.

And the arrival of the Qingqiu Fox Clan can be regarded as a big help, so the battle situation has not shown an obvious one-sided posture.

Chen Li was fighting in and out of the demons, the prompt sounds of the system in his mind were endless, and the huge increase in experience made his cultivation rise wildly in a kind of weedy spring attitude.

Originally, he was sixty-seventh, but in the past two hours, he finally jumped to seventy.

And the experience points he needs next have suddenly reached 300,000 requirements.

King Tang's entry finally made the Demon Ancestor put away the leisure and leisure of continuing to look at the golden cicada in his hand, and in the face of the luck dragon that was slowly formed by the beliefs of the people of the Tang Dynasty, although he did not behave as a great enemy, he did not have the previous cloud and light wind.

One of his palms was still behind him, and the other was pushed forward.

The sound of the huge grinding plate resounded through the heavens and the earth, this palm gave birth to a mountain-like tall palm print in the void, if you have a careful look, you will find that this palm is similar to the palm of the Buddha, but compared to the Buddha's will of the palm of the Buddha, this palm may be more cold and ruthless.

King Tang's face was extremely solemn, and he pulled out the sword of the Son of Heaven, which had always only shown his identity, and after holding it with both hands, he jumped out of the body of the Divine Dragon of Qi Luck.

Armed with both swords, he slashed down.

The golden light went straight to three thousand miles, and everywhere it went, the earth seemed to be split in two.

A huge crack also clearly appeared on the palm print the size of the mountain, and the Luck Divine Dragon roared, and one tail fell like a heavenly pillar, smashing heavily on the crack of the palm print.

The crack suddenly spread in all directions, and the crisp click sound was like chewing broad beans, and with another sword of King Tang, the palm print finally couldn't support it, and it shattered in mid-air, turning into stars and scattering all over the ground.

The Demon Ancestor didn't look surprised, and of course he wouldn't have a look of horror.

This time, he changed his palm to a vertical split, just like when he dealt with the little monk before, he dropped one finger and dropped two fingers, but when dealing with King Tang and the luck dragon behind him, he dropped five fingers very simply, which shows that the weight of the luck dragon in his heart is far from being comparable to the little monk.

After the five fingers are combined, it is no different from the heavenly sword.

This knife pierced the void, with a clear goal, aimed directly at the Divine Dragon of Luck.

Seeing this, King Tang did not hesitate to rise to the sky, and blocked him with the sword of the Son of Heaven in his hand.

Sonorous!

A golden and iron attack overshadowed the battlefield and rushed to kill, and all the people in Chang'an City were shocked into a trance.

King Tang was pressed to the limit by the palm knife, and his arms and dragon robes were shattered into pieces, and when the luck dragon saw this, he did not go to help King Tang, but directly swept towards the demon ancestor with a tail.

This tail was so powerful that the strong wind it carried out swept the surrounding demons and soldiers into the sky.

The Demon Ancestor frowned slightly, and the other hand behind him was finally taken out.

I don't see how much he moves, but his five fingers are open and his five fingers are closed.

The dragon's tail was firmly grasped by him, and the original momentum became unstoppable, and it became difficult to advance an inch.

And the most terrifying thing is that with the strength of the Demon Ancestor's five fingers, the cluster of tails of the Luck Divine Dragon was almost pinched into meat sauce.

"Roar!"

The divine dragon roared violently, and fire erupted from its eyes, burning straight towards the Demon Ancestor's face door.

But the Demon Ancestor only inhaled slightly, and then he spit out heavily, and a terrifying demonic aura suddenly gushed out of his mouth, extinguishing the flames spit out by the Divine Dragon, not to mention, and wrapping the Divine Dragon's head skull.

Although the dragon could not see the splattering of flesh and blood, its head was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Demonic energy is canceling out luck.

Tang Wang was furious, pushed his palm knife away, and then slashed towards the demonic qi of Na Sen Sen.

But the Demon Ancestor would not let him get his wish, and when he was about to cut off the demonic qi, the Demon Ancestor flicked his fingers, and a wave of energy slammed into Tang Wang like a wave, and he flew out on the spot.

Defeated.

Totally defeated!

Even in Chang'an, Datang, even if he has luck, he is not the opponent of the Demon Ancestor at all.

The strength of the Demon Ancestor is terrifying.

"You're still a little smaller."

The Demon Ancestor opened his mouth lightly, his five fingers were kneaded, and the Divine Dragon's illusory body shrank rapidly.

As he said, this divine dragon, which is only formed by the luck of one dynasty, is still a little smaller, and if it is the one that contains the luck of the world, it is estimated that it will be able to fight with the Demon Ancestor.

"Heavenly Court, Heavenly Court, why hasn't Heavenly Court sent troops yet?!"

King Tang watched his luck divine dragon shrink, and the anger in his heart could barely be suppressed, he looked up at the sky and roared, wanting the Jade Emperor to rescue.

However, a voice pouring cold water sounded beside him, "I said, the fate of the world is only in the world, do you want them to help?" If you Tang soldiers don't die, your Tang people don't completely despair, can they come? ”

Tang Wang clenched his fists and was silent.

The Demon Ancestor looked at the monkey who spoke expressionlessly, and said in a calm voice: "Your thinking is very correct, but your strength can't support your thinking, become a demon, like me, I can help you destroy the heavenly court, destroy all the people and things you want to destroy." ”

Chen Li responded coldly, "I want to set foot in the heavenly court, but what I want to kill most now is you." ”

"Revenge?"

"Revenge!"

The Demon Ancestor smiled, but the smile disappeared in a flash, "It's a pity, you have taken revenge a little earlier now, if I kill all the people in the world, I don't mind letting you take revenge." ”

After speaking, I saw him push out with one palm, and the vast power like an ocean rushed in an instant.

Chen Li did not hesitate to use the fighting technique, held Optimus Prime with both hands, and returned it with a stick.

(End of chapter)