The Xiangliu clan's entry into the battle did not stop the rout of the Demon Dao, because the only concubine who could control the battle was still trapped under the Zhongtian Wutu Apricot Yellow Banner.

Pu Jia's eyes were red, and Lin Qingshui, Bai Wuya and other demon generals were all under Jiang Xueyang's dispatch and launched an attack on the chief high priest's side.

Not only the generals, but also the Dongyi tribe, the Mu tribe, and the Xiangliu tribe did not care about their own safety, and they all did not care about their own lives, like moths to a fire, and launched an attack on the position of the Zhongtian Wutu Apricot Yellow Banner.

At this moment, the area around the Zhongtian Wutu Apricot Yellow Banner has become a sea of blood, and the bones are piled up.

Not only did the Demon Dao know the key to turning the tide of the battle here, but the Tu Clan also knew it.

Emperor Xuanyuan fought a decisive battle with me, and the chief high priest of the Xuanyuan Temple dispatched the whole army instead of him, and frantically summoned the king's warriors to suppress the battle situation around the Zhongtian Wutu Apricot Yellow Banner, and prevent the demon generals from approaching here. In the air, Jiang Xueyang fully controlled the wind dragon to break the Wutu dragon that was entangled with Ah Li, and Ah Li shot the arrow of the moon god again after getting rid of the siege, but the king warriors of the Tu clan had already regarded her as an important threat second only to the concubine, Gen

Ben didn't give her a chance to lock the gas machine.

The army attacked them beneath the body of the ancestral dragon manifested by the boiling wind, and Aofeng had to desperately dodge, but even so, the injuries on his body gradually worsened as time passed.

Without my sister-in-law's soul energy to explode, without my sword qi dragon, the earth protection qi condensed by the Tu clan is unbreakable, and the casualty rate has been greatly weakened, while the casualty rate of my demon Dao disciples is rapidly increasing.

As soon as Lin Qingshui and Bai Wuya's two killing gods rushed to the Zhongtian Wutu Xinghuang Banner battle situation, they were surrounded and killed by a group of kings and warriors, Bai Wuya was seriously injured and fell to the ground, Lin Qingshui swore to defend it, and he didn't know how many scars were superimposed on his body.

Seeing this, Pu Jia hurriedly separated two phantom mirror images to support, and between the distractions, the deity was hit hard by the combined force of the king's warriors, and the back wound was deep and visible, and most of the vitality was lost in an instant.

In the air, Jiang Xueyang overdrew her mind and kept releasing the east wind to repair her injuries for the demon dao generals, but a large area of casualties appeared, and her recovery wind was like a drop in the bucket, and it couldn't relieve the pressure at all.

On the contrary, because of her frequent attacks, the Turkish warriors were united in condensing a yellow sand dragon to shoot her down from the sky and fall to the ground with serious injuries.

When the army of the Xiangliu clan rushed to the front line, more than half of the combat power had been lost, and under the cover of the clansmen, Liu Zhifu manifested the body of the big snake, and roared angrily and crashed into the protective light curtain of the Zhongtian Wutu Apricot Yellow Banner.

Only a loud earthquake was heard, the light curtain shook for a few minutes, and the chief high priest opened his mouth to spew out a mouthful of old blood, and then quickly commanded the king warriors to continuously inject the innate earth qi into the guardian light curtain, which re-stabilized the light curtain tremor.

And the willow mushroom was also struggling to strike, and was frantically hunted by the Tu army, and the snake scales burst out, and the tragic situation could not bear to look at directly.

The archers of the Dongyi tribe shot a dense rain of arrows, which could not alleviate the battle situation in the range of the Zhongtian Wutu Xinghuang Banner, and the 100,000 troops of the Mu tribe had already lost sixty percent, and they couldn't even get close to the Zhongtian Wutu Xinghuang Banner within a hundred zhang.

The Demon Dao generals have already lost a lot of money, if the concubine doesn't break through again, the next one to fall will be the two great killing gods and Pu Jia, and even Jiang Xueyang, who has only been reborn for a long time, is facing a life and death crisis again.

In the Zhongtian Wutu Apricot Yellow Banner, the eyes of the concubine were about to split, and she waved the sorrow of the soul and slashed towards the protective light curtain, but because the channel for absorbing soul energy was cut off, she could not use the soul energy explosion, and the power of the soul sorrow alone was not enough to break the enchantment.

Let the blue flame in her eyes burn wildly, if she can't get help from the outside world, she will never be able to break out of the predicament!

The situation became more and more critical, and at the moment when Lin Qingshui was seriously injured and fell to the ground, rain suddenly fell in the sky above the Zhongtian Wutu Apricot Yellow Flag.

The rain should have been clear and colorless, but it was as green as emerald.

The most peculiar thing is that this raindrop only fell on my Demon Dao disciple, and the more serious the injury, the more rain it received.

At this moment, the most seriously injured person around the Zhongtian Wutu Apricot Yellow Banner was Bai Wuya, and the jade-colored raindrops fell on her densely, and soon her injuries began to recover rapidly at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Lin Qingshui, who was already seriously injured, was also rejuvenated after being favored by the raindrops at the same time.

Jiang Xueyang glanced at the air, sighed softly, and walked in the void again, applying the Wind God Blessing to the Demon Dao generals.

The phantom mirror image of Pu Jia has been completely destroyed, and after repairing the injury by the vitality given by the raindrops, a new twelve phantom mirror images have been summoned, and the fighting spirit has not diminished in the slightest, as if it was destroyed and reborn.

Aofeng grew new dragon scales, allowing the willow mushroom to heal the wounds of open flesh.

The vitality given by this rain has rejuvenated all of my injured and undead Demon Dao disciples, and they have rejoined the battle as a living dragon.

But no one knew that when this rain fell, the mulberry leaves of the mulberry tree in the empty mulberry mountain fell to the ground.

This is not a life from the sky, this is the supreme divine technique performed by the Qing Emperor of the Guiru Hong Huangmu Clan with his almost exhausted Shouyuan sacrificial divine soul, the ultimate mystery of the innate Yimu, the spring breeze and rain divine technique!

Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.

Except for Jiang Xueyang and the Great Chief of the Mu Clan, the rest of the Demon Dao disciples didn't even notice that the Blue Emperor who was standing behind the Chinese army was no longer there.

His people disappeared with this falling spring rain.

Because he is the spring rain.

Later generations of Daozang commented on the return to the ruins of the Honghuang Qing Emperor, with only one sentence, the death of some people is a grief that can never be alleviated in life.

The Blue Emperor fell in this battle, except for leaving a jade flute in the place where he had originally stood.

The jade flute is inserted in the yellow sand, shining green......

The silent fall of the Blue Emperor turned into spring rain and rain, giving my demon disciples a powerful vitality. Then the battle situation of Zhongtian Wutu Apricot Yellow Banner was immediately eased, and the demonic battle like Nirvana rebirth began to reverse strongly.

The chief high priest desperately summoned the king warriors, but the Tu king warriors were already getting more and more tired from fighting, and they had already lost a lot before, and they could no longer prevent the demon army from approaching the Zhongtian Wutu Apricot Yellow Banner.

Finally, after fighting out the six phantom mirrors, Pu Jia approached the guardian light curtain, and the magic sword slashed towards the chief high priest himself.

At the same time, Ali said in the air: "Aofeng, let's go too!" ”

Proud Wind slammed into the Guardian Light Curtain with the body of an ancestral dragon.

Following the Aofeng, the willow mushroom made a comeback.

Then, the Killing God Lin Qingshui aimed at the Guardian Light Curtain and stabbed a sword with murderous intent.

Bai Wuya slashed several times in a row.

……

Finally, with a loud bang, the guardian light curtain shattered.

A black shadow, like a night owl, flew straight into the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The chief high priest vomited blood again and again, and together with the rest of the dozens of warriors, he received a strong backlash and fell into the siege of the demon path and the generals.

The tide of battle began to turn around the Zhongtian Wutu Apricot Yellow Banner, but looking at the entire battlefield, the Demon Dao army was still in a state of collapse.

At this time, there were only more than 40,000 people left in the 100,000 army of the Mu Clan, only 3,000 shooters left in the Mu Clan, and 4,000 in the Xiangliu Clan.

There is no way, the original combat power is very different, and the concubine is trapped again, and no one can match the military might of the enemy.

……

"Demon Dao Patriarch, you lost." After fighting with me in close quarters and fighting several swords, Emperor Xuanyuan gritted his teeth and said while suppressing the disordered qi and blood in his body.

"Winning or losing may not be, the Zhongtian Wutu apricot yellow flag has been broken." I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth and said.

At this time, Emperor Xuanyuan and I were each overdrawing their physical strength.

I carry the spiritual coercion of the superior, and he is extremely concerned about the edge of the heroic sword in my hand.

"Hehe, with just one god of death, can turn the tide of the battle of a million troops?" Emperor Xuanyuan said with a sneer.

"She may not be able to destroy your army with her own hands, but she will break their faith and make them tremble in trembling."

Emperor Xuanyuan also wanted to refute it, but at this time, the concubine who had escaped from the predicament turned back from the sky and appeared over the hinterland of the Tu army.

After appearing, the Endless Soul Energy turned into a black mang, and was frantically absorbed by her.

From the battle to the present, nearly 200,000 people have been killed and wounded here, and the soul energy is incomparably rich.

After absorbing all the soul energy, the concubine flew into the center of the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Tu tribe and began to release the largest soul energy explosion in her life. Endless black qi rolled up, covering the sky and the sun and sweeping the Tu army......