Demon positions. Due north.

It's halfway up the hill, and it's easy to defend and difficult to attack, so it seems that the demons chose to do here, and they already had their wishful thinking.

The necromancer and the demon clan are in the thick of the battle, and the two sides are almost evenly matched, but if you look closely, you will find that the demon clan has gradually grasped the initiative.

Among them, the evil feather who attacked in the air and the cold moon giant who defended the outermost part of the defense were still unstoppable, and with the help of several groups of teams, with the help of the terrain, the effect was great, and they almost quickly caused great damage to the necromantic legion.

The little demon lord on the hill stared into the distance, and suddenly said with some emotion: "I actually admire those Terran guys a little, they can actually forcibly block the crushing momentum of such a huge necromantic army, and what impresses me even more is that under such a strong attack of the necromantic king, they can still hold on for so long." ”

Yan Xi, who was standing behind him, nodded and said: "Yes, the necromantic legion that attacked us is indeed a little small compared to the necromantic legion encountered by the human race, and not only us, the number of necromantic legions encountered by the demon clan and the spirit beast clan is even less than that of our demon clan." ”

He was a little puzzled: "So if we continue in this form, I'm afraid we will be able to defeat them soon, but I don't know why, why this Necromantic King is bent on going to the trouble of that human race, it's really puzzling." ”

The Little Demon Lord muttered: "Necromancers are all dead things in the final analysis, and their criteria for judging must be relatively simple, which is nothing more than perceiving the comparison of the strength of these various races. ”

He analyzed: "Maybe as soon as they broke the ground and appeared, they sensed that the strength of the human race was the strongest, so they chose to attack them mainly, but it was also expected. ”

Yan Xi said: "If you want to talk about the level of strength, shouldn't you find our demon clan first! The subordinates have always believed that the young master is the strongest sacrificer in this altar of life and death. ”

The little demon lord turned his head and glanced at Yan Xi and said: "If this is a compliment, I will accept it, not to mention the strength of a single person, it has always been incomparable to the group, although they are necromancy, but in terms of strength, the judgment is often from their own first feeling, I believe that there will be absolutely no error." ”

He said with a solemn face: "They chose the Terran disciples as their main opponents, it just shows that the overall strength of the Terran is very strong, the Terran not only has many young masters in the Great Cultivation Period, but also the hidden dragon and Crouching Tiger among them, maybe there are some guys with hidden strength among them." ”

"Hiding strength? At this time, it seems that there is no need to hide at all. "Burning Hope said to the Terran team that was fighting against the army of necromancy.

Whoever is facing an overwhelming army of necromancy, life and death are in an instant, and at this time they still want to hide their strength, isn't it too perverted? Or is it too stupid?

The little demon lord said: "Everything can't be handled by common sense, in fact, the human race is a very strange group of creatures, sometimes they are very united, and they can burst out with unprecedented and amazing power, but sometimes they are very obscene, and they have their own little abacus and small ninety-nine in their hearts." ”

"They are good at infighting, and even the closest person to them will invisibly become his enemy, which is very different from our demons. ”

Yan Xi said: "Yes, although our demon clan is not satisfied with each other, but we want to teach Leng Yue and Evil Feather to join hands with the outside world, I believe they will definitely go all out." ”

The little demon lord didn't answer, but he obviously acquiesced in Burning Xi's words, he looked at those Terran disciples who sacrificed their lives and forgot to die, and went forward to succeed him, and suddenly opened his mouth and said:

"How long will it take until the last battle in the Shura Field is closed?"

"There are still two hours or so," Yan Xi shook his head in the direction of the Terrans and sighed, "According to the current situation, unless there is a miracle, the Terrans will be destroyed in the Shura Field this time." ”

Even he had some emotion in his heart, this Necromantic King led by the Terran Race had actually become the number one killer of the Terran sacrificers this time, I am afraid that even those old guys behind the scenes in the Terran sects of the Divine Domain of the Terran Race would never have thought of it.

The little demon lord smiled: "Miracles? Aren't miracles also created by people?"

He suddenly looked in the direction of the human race with great seriousness, and muttered: "That disciple of the Divine Domain is called Feng Que, right? This person has courage and knowledge, and looking at what he means, he clearly intends to blow himself up." ”

"Self-destructed?"

......

It happened very suddenly, so suddenly that everyone at the scene was at a loss, and even a little at a loss.

Less than half a day after Cinnabar and that Lin Fan scholar left, among the remaining seven spiritual cultivators who were in the group of spiritual cultivators, performing the Fixation Technique, there was a thin young disciple who suddenly felt tired in his mind due to the continuous casting of his divine sense.

He knew that his mental strength was unsustainable now, so he hurriedly withdrew his consciousness and sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, intending to rest for a while. Unexpectedly, just as his eyes were closed, a shocking change occurred.

At his neck, a bloody light suddenly burst out, blood splattered out, and this spiritual cultivator disciple lowered his head and lay his body on the ground, and he was actually hacked to death on the spot.

This change came extremely suddenly, the Terran guard disciples around him were all fighting hard, and the other spiritual cultivators were also casting their divine senses, but no one noticed what happened at the first time?

When a disciple of a spiritual cultivator was drenched in blood by this splatter, he suddenly found that this disciple who was also a spiritual cultivator had died tragically on the spot, he couldn't help but be heartbroken, and shouted out miserably.

Everyone turned around to look at this spiritual cultivator disciple, and almost all of them saw an unbelievable scene, that is, the snow-white neck of this spiritual cultivator who shouted loudly suddenly burst into a blood-colored groove from one end for no reason.

In an instant, this blood groove had already connected a terrifying blood line, and before the spiritual cultivator's shouting was finished, it stopped abruptly, and a stream of blood arrows gushed out from his neck, and his body was weak at the moment, and he fell directly to the ground and died.

This sudden change immediately caused chaos on the scene.

These two spiritual cultivators with good strength were directly killed by people without a trace, and everyone present did not notice anything abnormal, and it was extremely weird.

Among the guards beside him, there was one person who was recruited by the original Qinghe Treasure Land team, and after seeing this scene, he immediately realized that Ding Cuizhi, the spiritual cultivator of the team, had died so tragically in the forest, and couldn't help but shout miserably:

"It's it! It's it! It's it that killed our Senior Sister Ding. ”

Among the more than ten people guarding the disciples, one of the steady elder disciples had some opinions, shook the long sword in his hand, and shouted: "Don't panic, everyone, in groups of three, protect the remaining spiritual cultivators' brothers."

The sacrificial disciples who can enter the altar of life and death are naturally not flustered and incompetent, and with the order of the steady disciple, they also raise troops to protect them.

They surrounded the remaining five disciples in groups of three, and while facing some individual dead spirits who took advantage of the situation, they looked around with high nervousness, fearing that the unknown enemy would suddenly appear.