In the camp with the blood flag fluttering, the Yaksha King Slash Blood was also watching the sand table with several clansmen. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Among them is his beloved general Tianyun, Shura City battled, almost died in the hands of Mu Qingyang, fortunately, the demon backup arrived in time, but Tianyun still lost an ear, his face was a little hideous, and he said gloomily: "Your Highness, since those Shura who surrendered don't take us seriously one by one, this time I simply let them take the lead." ”

Slash looked at the sand table and said lightly: "Tianyun, don't you still know now?" They are not my enemies, I want a complete Shura country, not a group of displaced refugees and wastelands, these people on the eastern front are the best warriors, and subduing them is the way of the king. ”

"I'm really unwilling, I let those Heavenly Realm people occupy the capital in vain, and the great results of the battle were taken away by that Heavenly King...... In the end, I have to fight for him! ”

"The strong are respected, as long as I can defeat the demons, none of this is a problem." Slashing his eyes stared at a deep depression in the sand table, and his tone revealed unprecedented confidence.

Black Hell Mountain, the original capital of the Kuyue Clan - the Black Hell City now occupied by the Demon Legion.

The three horsemen rushed into the city gate and ran towards the Demon Flame Merchant House in the trade area.

The leader is a particularly tall red horse, on the back of which is an ordinary-looking man, but his slender and upright posture gives people an unusually fierce and fierce feeling.

The three horsemen swept by like a whirlwind, but none of the city defense soldiers dared to stop them.

Because although the leader was wearing a very ordinary samurai uniform, the two horsemen who followed him were clearly wearing military uniforms, and the two demons were born with horns, and they carried two-handed broadswords that were one meter eight long and more than thirty centimeters wide behind their backs, announcing the identity of these people, who were not only powerful, but also senior members of the army.

The Demon Flame Trading House is the property of the Flame Demon Clan, and Luo Luo has become a lord, so this place has naturally become an important base for the demons.

The three horsemen rushed to the door of the trading house, and someone inside had already greeted them.

Lolo's butler, Rotan, continues to be in charge of the business here. This is a rather shrewd-looking red-haired flame demon with a thin and tall build.

"Please!"

Grotan said hello as he bowed his hand. The man who jumped off the red horse also returned the salute, and at the same time said softly: "Lord butler doesn't have to be public, we are talking inside." ”

Nodding knowingly, the group walked into the firm.

The fortress-like Demon Flame Trading House was no different from when Black Prison City was prosperous in the past, except that the trading house was replaced by a large group of demons, and they almost slaughtered all the people within a radius of five hundred meters around it, and none of the guards and staff who stayed behind at that time were spared.

He led the group to the courtyard where the "City Lord" had lived in the backyard.

The decorations inside have all been replaced.

When the man entered, it was Luo Luo, the new Demon High Lord, who was waiting inside.

There are not many people in this world who can let him come all the way from the abyss, and the man in front of him is just one of them, Luo Luo's eyes have the joy of a long absence: "Your Excellency the Dragon King, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

This man was none other than the Eight Heavenly Dragon Kings disguised in disguise, no one would have thought that he would cross the east and appear in the territory of the Black Prison Mountain, he greeted first: "Lord Lord, you can be fine lately." ”

"Thanks to you," Luo Luo smiled faintly, "but I've heard that you've been a little unsatisfactory lately." ”

The Heavenly Dragon King pursed his lips slightly, the Shura Kingdom has been making such a big fuss recently, I'm afraid there is no one in the mainland who doesn't know, and he also responded with a smile: "Wishful thinking is only temporary, no one can be happy for a lifetime, and no one can be unsatisfactory for a lifetime, it depends on what people think." However, the demon army has been approaching the border recently, and there have been several skirmishes with the Shura army on the way, and the lord is probably also very concerned, so it's better to hear it. ”

Next to him, he groaned slightly, and said: "My scout came back with the news, the Shura army and the demon army under the blood slashing blood are all tentative ** fronts, the biggest confrontation between the two sides only sent a thousand people, it should be said that there are mutual casualties, the Shura army seems to have made up its mind not to fight the demon army head-on, and the army is still stationed at the border to confront each other?" ”

"Not bad!" The Celestial Dragon King said succinctly.

"Lord Dragon King doesn't seem to be worried about himself at all, if the Yaksha King wins the blood slash, I'm afraid your life will be difficult, and if the blood slash is defeated, will the emperor stand up against the demon army on his own?" Luo Luo's seemingly casual questioning pointed directly at the current situation of the Heavenly Dragon King.

The Celestial Dragon King knew very well that if he wanted to convince Luo Luo and the existence behind it to help him, it was impossible not to come up with enough conditions to convince him, the slippery Flame Demon would always be the grass on the wall, if the Celestial Dragon King was worthless, this little Flame Demon would not mind giving him to Loth in exchange for military merits, just like Los did not hesitate to tear up the agreement with the Celestial Realm not long ago.

"Lord Luoluo, let's get straight to the point," the Heavenly Dragon King touched the bridge of his nose a few times: "Emperor Shakti didn't take the overall interests of the Eight Tribes to heart at all, he has already regarded the Borneo as cannon fodder, and as an absolute combat force in the air, he naturally will not let us dragon people go easily, and the matter has come to this, I am not planning to entrust him with a virtual snake, obviously, in order to protect himself, there is only one between me and him who can live, have you ever thought about who has a better chance of winning between me and him?" ”

"At the moment, I have to be more optimistic about him."

The corners of the Heavenly Dragon King's mouth curled even more: "But I don't think so, I think I will definitely win." ”

The corners of Luo Luo's mouth raised slightly, waiting for the Heavenly Dragon King to continue.

"Buddhism Pudu, the person who has no chance, the emperor...... Hey...... There is no way back for him! The Celestial Dragon King said with a sneer.

Two days later. Mu Qingyang, who learned that the Demon Legion was close to the mouth of the valley, crossed the Shura border and rushed all the way in the direction of the Heavenly Valley. When the sky was dark, Mu Qingyang had already seen Luojia Mountain near the valley, the twilight was deep, and the huge black shadow of Luojia Mountain was lying there calmly, Mu Qingyang planned the nightmare to carefully shuttle in the mountain forest.

Ga!

Suddenly, a furious, shrill voice rang out in the sky.

A huge shadow fell to the ground, Mu Qingyang hurriedly looked up, only to see a huge beast gliding through the sky more than 100 meters away.

Thick and muscular limbs, fierce and hideous long-necked monster head—it's a wyvern.

Mu Qingyang was still seeing this terrifying creature for the first time. Even in the sky, the huge flapping wings, fierce eyes, and violent screaming sound still bring people powerful coercion.

The flying dragon hovered above Mu Qingyang, and the nightmare under Mu Qingyang's crotch hissed a little uneasily. In the face of this monster at the top of the biological chain, although the nightmare is a divine horse, it still has a natural sense of fear, feeling the restlessness of the nightmare, Mu Qingyang hurriedly pulled the horse and ran towards the depths of the forest.

The wyvern in the sky was agitated, and suddenly swooped downward. Those two yellow eyes shot out a cruel and bloodthirsty light, Mu Qingyang looked back, and secretly screamed that it was not good, this kind of monster must have an extremely sensitive nose, although he couldn't see himself, he must have smelled the breath of life.

He grabbed the horse and stopped running, and now riding the horse is tantamount to telling the other party where he is. He hid the horse and himself in a bush, constantly patting the horse's neck, soothing the nightmare, staring at the flying dragon that had swooped to the ground, this terrible monster got closer, only to highlight its huge, about ten meters long, about four meters high, after the wings were recovered, walking on the ground, a fierce air rushed to the face.

On the back of the flying dragon is a war demon more than two meters tall, a pair of fine electric eyes are exposed in the sealed helmet, and the muscles of the armor are exposed between the gaps, and the five-meter spear is held in his hand, like a siege engine, which makes people shudder, you can imagine how much impact the dragon can produce if it swoops down.

The flying dragon landed twenty meters above the Muqingyang Mountain Forest, and the war demon seemed to feel the restlessness of the flying dragon, and a pair of eyes roamed around.

The flying dragon's nose twitched, drops of viscous liquid flowed out of its huge mouth, and its throat let out a hissing sound, and suddenly turned its head and stared in Mu Qingyang's direction.

One man and one rider stood there, staring at the huge monster in front of them.

The Wyvern's expression became more and more manic, and although there was nothing in his field of vision, his innate battle instinct made the Wyvern feel that there was an extremely dangerous being peeking at it in front of him.

The wyvern craned its neck and hissed a few times, and the troll on the wyvern clenched its spear.

Hu Lu and the Wyvern under him have been cooperating for five years. In the past five years, the test of life and death, and the connection of the blood curse have already made the two sides the closest partners.

The Wyvern and Hulu have melted into a whole, Wyvern is born, Hulu is born, Wyvern is dead, Hulu is dead, so although Wyvern can't see any creatures around, he still believes in Wyvern's judgment, which is a belief that does not need a reason, Wyvern's thoughts also affect his thoughts.

He also adjusted his physical condition to the best, pointing his spear straight ahead, and maintaining a fighting posture at all times.

The dragon's yellow eyes were full of vigilance and irritability, and its wings were slowly opening and opening, descending little by little, and the wings brought up the sound of the wind-blown forest leaf salad salad.

The fiery battle intent in Mu Qingyang's eyes was also rapidly increasing, and the Lu Lu Sword in his hand even trembled slightly under his influence.

The advantage he can have is that the other party can't see him. Only wait for the most reasonable and perfect time to deal a fatal blow to the demon on the back of this flying dragon.

The war demon knight is dead, and the flying dragon is dead.

The dragon's claws swung wildly in the air, striking out a trail of black light. He sensed the dangerous creature, but couldn't determine its location, much to the grumpy wyvern's bad feelings.

At this moment, a horn suddenly sounded on Luojia Mountain. Immediately after, a row of black-pressed flying dragons suddenly flew up on the mountain.

The violent and furious whistling was earth-shattering, and along with the whistling sound, there was a dull roar like a drum on the mountain. Even if he was thousands of meters away, Mu Qingyang felt the power contained in that roar.

The whole of Raka Mountain seemed to be shaking. The flying dragon in front of Mu Qingyang suddenly moved, the flying dragon stepped on the ground violently, the huge wings opened, and a scream like a response, which shocked Mu Qingyang's qi and blood, and the nightmare under Mu Qingyang's crotch took a few steps backwards, and several horse neighs were covered by screams.

Mu Qingyang was about to attack, and with a snort, the huge figure had already soared into the sky, and the powerful force flew so that the trees were crooked.

The Wyvern had already swept high into the air, meeting up with the Wyvern Brigade in the sky of Mt. Luojia.

Mu Qingyang's tense nerves relaxed, and only then did he find that in a short period of confrontation, he was actually soaked, and even the knuckles holding the Lulu sword were faintly painful, which showed how huge the power of holding the sword just now was.

The flying dragon is indeed the existence of the top. Mu Qingyang looked at the black pressure of the flying dragons in the sky, the number of which was hundred, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

Nightmare was visibly frightened, and looked a little depressed.

The commotion on Luojia Mountain became stronger and stronger, and the horns sounded in the sky, and Mu Qingyang could tell that it was time to go to war.

He patted the horse's stock, and tried his best to urge the nightmare to run towards the vicinity of Luojia Mountain, the horse refused to go again when it reached a place more than a thousand meters near Luojia Mountain, Mu Qingyang looked over again, only to see those flying dragons scattered, obviously the nightmare was too much of a deterrent, and he was no longer reluctant, found a nearby mountain col, and placed the nightmare in a hidden tree.

After retrieving the Lulu Sword, he found a lot of weeds, squeezed out the juice and smeared it on himself and the horse, and after covering up the smell of his body, Mu Qingyang galloped towards Luojia Mountain.

The flames, and the sound of explosions that shook the entire valley, almost melted the place.

Even Mu Qingyang didn't expect that the Borneo army would get artillery to this place.

Different from the ordinary field artillery in the human world, this kind of artillery that relies on fire energy spars is more powerful, just one cannon is several tons, no more and no less on Yulong Mountain, exactly ten, these big iron bumps, relying on manpower to get to the valley mouth twenty miles away, is a very huge project.

Mu Qingyang couldn't figure out how he got this thing here.

The scene in front of him was no longer for him to think about. I saw the continuous flash of flames from the artillery, and the valley turned into a hell of fire in an instant.

Countless birds in the woods were frightened by the noise and flapped their wings into the blue sky. For a time, people shouted and the horses were neighing, the dust was flying, and the tranquility and stability of the right people were gone, and they had been completely replaced by chaos and noise.

Ten cannons may be nothing on the plains, but in this small valley, it seems that one cannon can be fired.

The originally orderly demon army below was caught off guard, and suffered heavy losses for a while, and the situation became chaotic.

Several giant thunder beasts were frightened and began to rush wildly, and many demon armies were trampled to death. The large thunder beast ran over like a mountain, and the ground along the way was immediately bulldozed, and there was a piece of plasma meat sauce passing by, and the ground was like a crimson mire.

There were also a lot of cannonballs that fell on the thunder beast's body, and the firelight flashed, and the thunder beast's mountain-like body just shook. A black halo appeared on the body in a radius of several meters, and the thunder beast was not killed, but became more and more crazy, and the violent muffled scream shook Mu Qingyang's chest at the top of the mountain, and it was conceivable that the soldiers at the feet of the thunder beast were miserable. (To be continued.) )