The flying dragons in the sky were obviously calmer than the thunder beasts, and under the appeasement of the demon knights, all the flying dragons that had been scattered flew towards the mountain opposite Mu Qingyang. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe sky was black, and the sky over the valley was covered with them. However, they kept circling, but could not find a place to put their feet.

Countless thick javelins flew out of the mountain. Shoot at the wyvern in the sky. The wyverns were also remarkable, with giant claws swinging nimbly, giant javelins swept away, or slender elevated bodies. Dodge the javelin. However, with the interference of the javelins, the wyvern was unable to organize an effective charge.

Mu Qingyang had no interest in the death of the demon army, he kept staring at the opposite mountain, carefully observing the direction of the magic crystal artillery.

From where the fire flashed. The magic crystal cannons are all hidden in the boulder pit.

Even if the Wyvern goes down, it will be difficult to stop the magic crystal cannon from wielding. At this time, the horn of the demon army sounded in the sky and began to prepare to retreat.

Even in such a chaotic situation. The demon army also quickly gathered its troops, and a strange sound of music sounded, and those manic thunder beasts gradually calmed down.

The demon army blocked at the intersection spread out on both sides. They were astonishingly fast and showed good military qualities.

The demons in the depths of the valley did not rush forward or backward in a panic, but climbed towards the mountains on either side. Those who were originally on the mountain bounced and leaped over the mountain like grasshoppers, rushing in the direction of the magic crystal artillery Shi Wei.

But then, something even more terrible happened.

Many Shura soldiers began to rush out of the secret passages of the mountain, each of them carrying a barrel of fire oil, and they rushed down with their lives.

The demon army apparently also discovered these death squad-like soldiers, and there was a commotion, and at the col was the shouting of the high-ranking demons: "Quick, shoot them, stop them." ”

Those demons quickly pulled out their crossbows and shot wildly at the soldiers who were carrying fire oil barrels, and their individual combat ability was significantly higher than that of the death squads of the Shura Kingdom.

Under the crossbow and long sword, one by one the Shura soldiers fell, but more Shura soldiers directly lit the oil barrels and rushed towards those special forces. Boom, boom, boom, explosions rang out in quick succession.

Those demons were constantly killed by these bombs, but they did block the suicide attacks of the Shura soldiers, otherwise, let those soldiers rush into the army below and ignite the fire oil, you can imagine how terrible the consequences would be.

The mountain opposite Mu Qingyang had become a sea of fire, and the main battlefield gradually shifted to that side. Looking at those figures tearing apart in the flames, Mu Qingyang had a faint strange feeling.

Compared with the fierce killing of the opposite mountain, the Luojia Mountain where he was was was too silent. The silence was eerily quiet, the center of the battlefield had been on the opposite mountain, and even those demons who had been ambushed and monitored on Luojia Mountain rushed to the opposite mountain for reinforcements because of the crazy impact of the human bombs of the Shura Kingdom.

Because the battle plan was not formulated by Mu Qingyang, he, a theatergoer, couldn't think of the reason for this strange feeling for a while.

This feeling didn't last long, and the subtle and dense sound behind him finally made Mu Qingyang completely understand the plan to cut blood. He sensitively noticed the movement on the mountain behind him, and when he looked back, he was shocked. I saw that Luojia Mountain kept coming out of some rocks, shrubs, and mounds, and these soldiers, of course, would not be from the Demon Country.

Their actions were swift and swift, and they were no less than the ancient special forces of the demon just now, the black-clothed killer, Mu Qingyang recognized these assassins who had dealt with them a few times for the first time.

It was already dark, and the sky was filled with smoke, making the air even less visible. A black-clothed killer with black bandages on his feet, black clothes all over his body, a black mask on his head, and a dagger.

It appeared like green smoke on the mountain, and soon there was a series of bones shattering or the muffled snort of a demon before it died.

The dead were all the demon's few remaining sentries on Luojia Mountain, and in front of these black-clothed killers, the demons' sentry was easily eliminated.

And the flying dragons flying in the sky still don't know anything, these killers obviously know how to hide, not to mention that the flying dragons have been attracted by the battle on the opposite mountain, and they easily dodge the reconnaissance from high altitudes.

Mu Qingyang was awe-inspiring, while he began to underestimate the demon army, he also underestimated the blood.

With a black-clothed killer, Shura's blood guard is like a tiger's wings, and he is indeed qualified to fight with the demon army.

On the opposite hill, there was still a firelight hunting, thick smoke billowing and a miserable hiss. Under the attack of the demon elite and the flying dragon, the magic crystal artillery was dumb by five, and only five magic crystal cannons were left spewing tongues of fire there, but the demon's loss was obvious, and most of the demons that were originally all over the mountain died.

Those crazy suicide bombs cost most of the demon's elite troops half of the casualties.

More terrible and dangerous things are yet to come.

Mu Qingyang looked at the black-clothed killers who appeared on Luojia Mountain like bursts of green smoke, and his heart was shocked or shocked, after these killers solved all the dark whistles, they took out the same thing as the death squad.

The killers who completely occupied the important stronghold of Luojia Mountain, of course, would not use the oil barrel as a suicide bomb. They lurked halfway up the mountain with the oil of fire. Thousands of killers, thousands of barrels of fire oil.

Almost at the moment when their unique secret signal sounded, they smashed into various dangerous parts of the valley together. Hundreds of rockets swept through the sky, quickly igniting the oil of fire. There was a loud bang, and smoke rose in the wind. The flames of the valley have risen into the sky!

Looking at the fire, Mu Qingyang sighed slightly, even if the demon had three heads and six arms, he couldn't save this defeat!

Horribly calculated.

Terrible traps.

From the beginning of the lurking of the Shura Kingdom, to the magic crystal artillery power. The suppression of firepower, and the appearance of the fire oil death squad, step by step, shifted the focus of the war in an unknown situation, attracting all the demons to the opposite mountain, and in the end, these highly skilled black-clothed killers appeared, giving the demon army the final blow in unexpected places, so meticulous and terrifying scheming, Mu Qingyang secretly thought that if he was on the battlefield and was in the position of the demons, could he think of the poisonous plan of the Shura Kingdom?

The answer is no.

Because all these plans are running smoothly, step by step, there are no flaws at all, and the demon army is not unjust.

This Yaksha King's blood is far more terrifying than he imagined.

Mu Qingyang's heart was awe-inspiring, but at the same time, there was a boiling battle intent.

The strong lose, the stronger wins.

This is an eternal truth, the enemy is terrible, and the self must be even more terrible. Mu Qingyang continued to focus on the battlefield, the fire broke out so quickly, and in the blink of an eye, half of the sky was already red.

The fire spread like a galloping horse, and in an instant, it swept through the entire valley!

The Assassins were so adept at their tactics that almost every barrel of oil did their part, cutting the long valley into seven or eight sections. The sea of fire reflected the redness below. This fire completely broke the morale of the demon army in the valley, and under the pressure of the fire, under the fear of imminent loss of life, the demons could no longer keep calm.

The enemies at Taniguchi scattered in all directions, desperate and trying to escape, and their weapons and armor were abandoned to the ground because they could not be loaded. The wretched creatures, who had not escaped because of their crowding and sluggishness, had become sacrifices to the god of fire, turning into balls of fire, wailing and dancing wildly in the blazing red light until their lives were consumed by the flames.

The sea of fire spread to the opposite mountain, and due to the reckless ferocity of the fire, there were only a few high-level demons left to scurry towards the mountain.

But then a large flag suddenly fluttered on the top of the opposite mountain, and the flag engraved with flames was waving in the wind.

On the top of the opposite hill, a black army appeared.

The main force of the combined forces of the Brahminats finally appeared, and they shouted and charged to kill the demons who climbed up.

The wyverns in the sky apparently also noticed the presence of the Borneo army, and let out a sharp roar, and one by one the huge wyverns began to swoop downward.

The Yaksha archers of the coalition immediately bent their bows together and shot wildly into the sky. A dense rain of arrows flew into the sky like locusts.

In the rain of arrows, Mu Qingyang saw the wings of those terrible beasts flapping vigorously, the huge wind rolled up, countless arrows were fanned and flew around, and the coalition army below was also in turmoil, and many were killed by random arrows.

Many flying dragons actually broke through the rain of arrows and rushed to the Shura army below.

The wyvern's claws swept hard, and immediately more than a dozen soldiers swept their limbs apart, and at the same time, the demon knight on the back of the wyvern, the spear of more than five meters, like the scythe of death, brought a piece of flesh and blood flying with each charge.

The terrifying Wyvern, allowing them to gain the space to exert their power, is so powerful.

Those arrows clearly did not constitute a fatal injury to the Wyvern.

Mu Qingyang's eyes flickered, watching the flying dragon exert his might on the opposite side, from the beginning of the war to the present, he really saw the strength of this abyssal top class, under the claws of the flying dragon and the spear of the demon knight, life is so fragile.

The army of tens of thousands of people was suppressed by a hundred flying dragons.

The paper-like man was torn apart, and his internal organs were constantly being thrown away. The strange roar of the wyvern, the roar of the Borneo warriors, the howl of the soldiers. It sounds so brutal and fascinating.

"Drink ......," he let out a hoarse roar in his throat. Holding the branch on one side, his hand tightened tightly, and the thick trunk was cracked by him, and his fingers pierced deep into the trunk.

Suddenly, there was a change on the opposite hill. In the thick smoke. I saw a knight rushing out of the coalition army, and without any movement, a sharp arrow with golden light suddenly shot out, mixed with a heavy wind. The whirl swept past the body of a wyvern, and the arrow was castrated, and instantly soared into the sky, disappearing into the sky.

And the demon knight on the wyvern's body spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He looked in disbelief and saw an extra bowl-sized hole in his chest. Blood trickled all over his body, dripping onto the yellow fur of the dragon's back at his feet. Moment.

The demon knight pounced and fell off the dragon's back. Falling into the army of Borneo below, the corpse was instantly ground into meat sauce.

The wyvern let out a terrifying roar and frantically charged at the knight who was shooting the arrow.

The knight had replaced himself with a silver spear. He urged his horse and rushed towards the mad wyvern, the spear cutting a graceful arc in the sky, and a long silver tail flame appeared in the air. The flying dragon instantly crossed a distance of 100 meters and swooped down. There was a loud "bang" that shook the eardrums.

Mu Qingyang's eyes suddenly increased.

There is no imaginary scene where the dragon engulfs the knight.

In the spray of blood, the wyvern's mouth was pierced by a silver spear, and the last powerful blow of the wyvern's burst of life was blocked by the knight riding the cyclomedary white camel.

The knight let out a hollow-shattering roar. The spear flung at the momentum, and the huge flying dragon was thrown more than ten meters away by him. The wyvern spurted blood, fluttered on the ground and struggled for a moment, not moving.

The Demon Knight is dead, and the Wyvern is dead.

A wave of cheers erupted in the coalition forces.

"The Yaksha King is brave...... Your Majesty is brave...... My king is brave......"

The wave-like cheers spread throughout the valley, and Mu Qingyang's gaze tightened, the king of the Yakshas, that knight is the king of the Yakshas.

Terrible scheming, terrible force.

Slashing blood still did not dare to relax their vigilance, under the continuous attack of the coalition forces, the flying dragons were invincible with two fists and four hands, and the heroes could not stand the crowd, after exhausting their physical strength, the flying dragons gave up the attack and swept towards the outside of the Blood View Valley.

Slash Blood led the soldiers to wipe out all the remaining demon soldiers on the mountain.

Most of the demons who were sealed in the Blood View Valley were burned to death, except for a few who climbed the thunder beasts and rushed out of the valley.

The battle on the side of Rakha Mountain was also coming to an end, and the black-clad killers of Mohuraga strangled all the demon soldiers who rushed up the mountain.

Mu Qingyang roughly estimated that there were more than 10,000 soldiers who died in the valley. But that's not the most important thing, the thunder beast burned two, the wyvern died one, and the elite demon was killed, and this time Los was probably going crazy with anger.

Mu Qingyang looked at the retreating demon army of the large army, and couldn't help but feel a little relaxed, after all, it was a good thing to be able to destroy the demons in large numbers, so he couldn't help but be unhappy.

The fire gradually extinguished, and the demon retreated to a distance of five miles from the valley, and the remnants of the army were assembled.

In the valley, it was another scene, thick smoke, scorched corpses, stench, and sporadic flames were extinguished, Mu Qingyang did not leave in a hurry, still lurking on the top of the tree, a pair of cold eyes patrolling around.

The soldiers on the mountain began to occupy some vantage points, monitoring the movements of the demon army in the distance.

Although the demons were defeated in this battle, they were not fundamentally injured, and their two aces, the Thunder Beast Stormtroop and the Flying Dragon Team, were still prepared as usual.

The quality of the Demon Legion was reflected at this time, and after experiencing a great defeat, they did not break up like ordinary armies, but quickly camped and rested, and the Thunder Beast Charging Regiment was at the forefront.

Mountains of mine-like beasts are aimed at the mountain passes, and if the coalition forces dare to attack, they will surely attract a wild wave of attacks.

Slashing Blood is not a fool, and in the face of the huge thunder beast, he did not continue to pursue.

Except for a few huge flying dragons still hovering in the sky, the other flying dragons have all gone down to rest, and the situation of the hundred flying dragons resisting the army of 10,000 people just now is still shaking in front of Mu Qingyang's eyes, the fierce and unparalleled lethality.

It was like a tiger entering a flock, and in just over ten minutes, thousands of soldiers died under the claws of the flying dragon. If it weren't for the fact that killing a Wyvern at the critical moment of slashing blood boosted morale, I'm afraid the loss would have been even greater.

The strong combat power made Mu Qingyang shocked and a little moved.

He could see that even if he slashed blood, if there was no soldier to cover him, he only needed three Wyverns. A pincer attack will undoubtedly defeat.

If you also have such a Wyvern team...... Gee...... Mu Qingyang nodded, and then shook his head again, how is it possible.

And why do you have this thought, haven't you always liked to be alone?

Mu Qingyang threw down this thought. He suddenly slid down the tree and walked towards the valley with his waist bent. (To be continued.) )