Zuzhou Liaoshui

The army of five million Terrans standing horizontally on the shore of this Liaoshui, across the border of the ancestral state, is the last line of defense of the Terrans against the demon race, and it is also the most solid line of defense.

At the Huaitong Ferry, a full fifty demon kings were suspended in the sky above the demon army, and the majestic aura condensed a large black and heavy demon cloud in the sky above the entire demon army!

On the other side of the Huaitong Ferry, Bai Mei and other gods stared at the majestic and ready demon army on the opposite side, and their eyes were as deep as a cold pool.

"I'm afraid the general attack of the demon clan is just today......" Looking at the fifty demon kings on the other side with powerful breath and arrogant arrogance, Xiahou Bai's eyebrows were almost wrinkled together.

"But why did only fifty demon kings come, which is less than half of the total number of demon kings of the demon clan, and Kong Er has not yet appeared...... "If the huge number of demon kings of the demon clan has contributed to the one-sided fall of this war, then Kong Er, who is a top Yuan Fetus powerhouse, is the key to determining the outcome of this war!"

A top-level Yuan Fetal powerhouse can easily fight five to ten Dao powerhouses alone, which means that Kong Er alone can block all the Jindan monks in the Terran Divine Power Realm.

And the remaining nineteen supernatural powers of the demon clan will kill the rest of the Jindan monks without containment.

"The battle of the demon clan is really weird, and the strategy has advanced by leaps and bounds, but in terms of offensive, it has changed the previous style of the demon king leading the battle to kill, and it has become a little ...... Strange?" The tone was a little uncertain, Han Guxue, who had been fighting with the demon clan for generations, was full of doubts about this demon clan's attack, not only tactically, but even strategically completely changed to another style.

"Anyway, at this moment, there is only this last line of defense left in our Terran race, and whether or not we can hold this line of defense is the premise of not losing the ancestral state. Looking at the demon army on the opposite side, which is large and can't be seen, Xiahou Bai is not sure in his heart, relying on the benefits of this Liaoshui, how long can the human race resist the attack of this demon clan!

The two armies confronted each other, and the atmosphere was tense

From sunrise to afternoon, when the sun gradually receded to the west, the demon clan, which had always marched into the brave and brave, never fought!

Standing on the high platform with frowning eyebrows, the demon clan's troops did not move, making the Jindan of the human race confused, and I don't know what conspiracy the demon clan is engaged in.

In front of the eerie quiet Liaoshui, a wide and rushing river, the two armies were filled with such an inexplicable silence that lasted for three days, until the early morning of the fourth day.

"There is definitely a problem on the demon clan's side, the previous fight was so crazy and aggressive, but it suddenly stopped at this moment. What the hell are these evil beasts going on in their heads?" Holding out two clear handprints from the fence of the high platform, Xiahou Bai said in a muffled voice.

"Brother Yan, has the Heavenly Law Mirror of the Imperial Court arrived?" Han Guxue was also full of confusion, and asked sideways to Yan Lang.

"The imperial court's approval arrived yesterday, and it should be delivered today. ”

As soon as Yan Lang's words fell, a roaring wheel rolling sound came from behind, and a huge wheel with a diameter of ten zhang wide dragged a huge wheeled car, carrying a super-large golden brass mirror nearly sixty zhang long and thirty zhang wide from afar.

Approaching the land requisition of the army, a rainbow light flew from the wheeled cart dragging the bronze mirror, and the rainbow light landed on the ground was a middle-aged man wearing an official uniform: "Zhao Yu, the subordinate mirror department, is ordered by His Majesty to send the mirror to the sky!"

"Brother Zhao is really timely! Quick, put up the magic mirror, I want to see what this demon clan is doing!"

Looking at the huge mirror that illuminates the sky, Xiahou Bai's face is happy, and then he instructs his subordinates to remove the mirror from the car and stand on the ground.

After setting up the magic mirror, after Xiahou Baizhan and the magic mirror, he took a deep breath and his body suddenly skyrocketed, turning into a hundred-zhang giant, holding up the magic mirror casually, and taking a picture of the land occupied by the demon clan, the sound was like thunder and angry drums, resounding heaven and earth!

"Great Wei Tianfa, supervise Zhou Tian!"

A dazzling and thick golden light roared out of the magic mirror, and in the blink of an eye, it crashed into the back of the demon clan!

Seeing that the Terran shot out a golden light with an inexplicable magic weapon and fell into the rear, the fifty demon kings above the demon army suddenly showed anger on their faces, their breath surged, and the demon clouds in the sky began to slowly press towards the Terran position!

"Everyone, help me get three breaths!" Holding the magic mirror in his hand, Xiahou Bai's face was like a heavy jujube, and he drank in a deep voice!

Airplanes!

A long chanting sword sound reverberated within a thousand miles, and one person and one sword were in the air!

Under the frosty sword eyebrows, a pair of sharp eyes slowly swept over the demon clan's position, and the white eyebrows of the long sword on his feet faced the fifty demon kings alone, his face was indifferent, and he couldn't see the slightest emotion.

"General Xiahou will take care of it, this king will press the formation for you!"

A bronze ancient sword slowly emerged behind it, an ancient sword as big as a pillar of heaven, with a slight shock, the demon clouds that covered the sky and the sun were suddenly shattered, and a sunny day reappeared!

Sorghum!

Just when the fifty demon kings were shocked by the sword aura of the white-eyed domineering sword, the golden light that had just shot into the land occupied by the demon clan had already returned and fell into the Heavenly Mirror.

The golden light flashed back, and Bai Mei glanced at the fifty demon kings coldly, turned around and returned to the Terran position, as if he decided that these demon kings did not dare to make a move!

The golden light entered the mirror, Xiahou Bai opened his mouth and spit out a white mist on the magic mirror, and after a haze, the golden mirror began to slowly emerge......

The black and yellow demonic energy, the mountains that agitate like living creatures, and the black water that permeates the horizontal, the picture presented in the magic mirror at this time is the picture of the demon clan transforming and assimilating the land of Zuzhou into the land of the demon clan!

"How dare you!" Xiahou Bai, who was furious, put down the magic mirror and was about to rush into the demon clan army with a big stride, but fortunately, he was stopped in time by Yan Lang and Han Guxue on the side!

"No wonder the demon clan was so aggressive before, but now it suddenly delays time, it turns out that these evil beasts are spreading the land of demons to Zuzhou and encroaching on the land of my Kyushu!

In this way, the demon clan will always rely on the demon Ze, and then eat away at my ancestral state step by step!"

"When did the demon clan have such a method, I have never seen them use it before. Han Guxue frowned.

"I think, it's time to counterattack......" Bai Mei, who had been silent, suddenly opened his mouth and threw a bombshell.

"Lord Wang, this counterattack, if Kong Er leads ......"

"No, it won't. Moving to the side of the Heavenly Mirror, Bai Mei pointed to the last picture on the mirror, which was mutilated, as if half of it had been torn away by some force. Only some agitated mountains and the Black River can be seen.

But in the lower right corner of this picture, on a meandering river of black water, a majestic altar is faintly reflected.

On this altar sat at least more than thirty demon clansmen, and at the top of the altar was a man dressed in a green robe and wearing an extremely high finch on his head.

"Kong Er!" Seeing the altar figure reflected on the water by Bai Mei, Han Guxue immediately recognized the green-robed man.

"I know! The demon clan's method of spreading the demon Ze must be related to this altar, but this altar needs a large number of demon kings to urge, and even needs Kong Er, the top Yuan Fetus, to preside.

That's why the demon clan dispatched so many demon kings this time, in order to suppress us, so that they have time to occupy the place and turn it into a demon land!"

In an instant, because of a picture that was almost ignored, all kinds of strange behaviors of the demon clan before were explained!

Looking at each other, the Jindan powers present all saw the raging war in each other's eyes!

"This time, it's our turn!"

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