In order to buy time for Xing Yu, Lan Chu is fighting with the monk of a thousand years ago, the situation is very unfavorable, how can a monk who is qualified to participate in the battle of humans and demons be a weak person, even if he is not real, even if he loses his sanity, it is still not something that Lan Chu can contend with.

But fortunately, the half-amputated phalanx on Lan Chu's head was very weird, at least it could make him reluctantly maneuver and buy more time for Xingyu.

Ten breaths later, Xing Yu behind him suddenly opened his eyes, and there was already some realization in his eyes.

"Draw the ground as a prison. ”

Xing Yu squatted down and pressed one hand on the ground, this time, he was urging with demonic qi, and on his right hand, countless black qi spread out and rolled in all directions.

Perhaps because of the environment, the scope of the painting ground dungeon used by Xing Yu this time was very broad, extending a hundred zhang away, with him and Lan Chu as the center, forming a huge gossip formation with a radius of a hundred zhang.

And at the moment when this gossip formation was formed, all the monks and demons who were wrapped in it instantly turned into flying ashes and disappeared like foam, and the monk who was fighting with Lan Chu also stopped his movements and stood aside.

Xing Yu sat cross-legged on the ground, and he had a feeling that the monk would listen to his whims as long as he wanted to, like a puppet.

"Have you found a way?" Lan Chu asked, looking at Xing Yu.

"......"

"Boom ......"

Just as Xing Yu opened his mouth, he suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a string of blood, and an invisible huge coercion suddenly descended, compressing his painting ground into a prison by fifty zhang in an instant, and Xing Yu in the center was counterattacked.

"Get out. ”

Xing Yu shouted angrily, and the hand on the ground increased his strength again, and the demonic qi in his body exploded, causing the compressed painting ground to soar by twenty zhang again, maintaining at about seventy zhang.

With Xingyu's resistance, the coercion that descended on the surroundings became even more terrifying, as if there was a speechless consciousness awakening, under the pressure of this terrifying consciousness, Xingyu was like a flat boat in a tsunami, and it could be shattered at any time.

"Demon. ”

A low roar came, and outside the painting place where Xingyu was located, a famous demon appeared, dressed in ancient service, standing in the air one by one, and came straight to Xingyu.

Great power, there are dozens of people, all of them are powerful demons, holding cold weapons in their hands, and their eyes are cold.

"I'm like, I understand. ”

Xing Yu slowly raised his head, looking at the power of the demon clan that rushed towards him, and his eyes showed enlightenment.

"The battlefield site where we are located has been turned into a cage by a large means, and the monks and demons standing in front of us are the soldiers who fought here thousands of years ago, and they have been copied here by a large means......"

Xing Yu wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and a crazy look appeared in his eyes: "In other words, here, in fact, it is an enlarged version of the painting as a prison." ”

"In this prison, I say, someone will ......"

Xing Yu raised his right hand and slowly pointed out at the void in front of him.

With this finger, the entire seventy zhang gossip formation grew ten zhang again, and at the same time, the demonic qi surged, and in front of Xing Yu and Lan Chu, a human race monk wearing armor appeared.

Not surprisingly, these monks also stood in the air, and instantly fought with those demons.

"What the hell is going on?" Lan Chu looked at Xing Yu in shock, wondering why the monk who had not consciously attacked them just now had become their reinforcement at this time.

Xing Yu looked at the Terran monks who were fighting in front of him, and said solemnly, "We are playing with the existence here. ”

"Gamble? Lan Chu frowned.

"That's right, it's a game, his painting is a prison and my painting is a prison, until one side is broken, and these people who appear in front of us are the chess pieces in our hands. ”

In other words, we are repeating the great war between man and demon thousands of years ago. The corners of Xing Yu's mouth raised slightly: "But I guess this is just the tip of that big battle, because there is no immortal-level combat power on this battlefield." ”

"Because of the level of immortals, even if they have died in battle, they are not something that later generations can copy and control at will. ”

Lan Chu gradually understood what Xing Yu meant, and asked again, "What are our odds of winning?"

"Twenty percent. ”

“......”

When Xing Yu's words fell, nearly a hundred demon clans appeared in the distance again, and looking at the past, there were more demons approaching, and in terms of numbers, they had surpassed Xing Yu by several times.

"Now I'm going to make the odds 30 percent. ”

Xing Yu took a step forward violently, and this time raised his left hand: "If you are a demon, not only can you overtake it, but I can also do it." ”

As the words fell, the demon cultivator inheritance in Xing Yu's body exploded violently, the blood in his body boiled rapidly, and a more powerful and domineering red demonic qi suddenly came out with his left hand.

Immediately, in his left hand, dozens of demons slowly stood up, as Xing Yu said, not only the other party can control the demons, but he can also control the demon cultivator's inheritance.

And because of the blood demons he cultivated, the demons that he copied were still very different from the other side, at least on the outside, it could be seen that the eyes of each of them were scarlet.

Compared with the other party, Xingyu here has more demonic aura.

This is not the end, after Xing Yu copied the demon clan, his right hand was raised again, and this time, based on Haoran righteousness, dozens of human race monks slowly stood up.

Since you are a demon, you must have a demonic will, and if you are a human, you must have the spirit of Haoran.

Although there is a lot less in terms of the number of people, in terms of individual combat effectiveness, Xingyu is obviously much stronger here, which is why he dares to say that the chance of victory is thirty percent.

"Roll ......"

The painting ground where Xing Yu was located shook suddenly, and it was forcibly squeezed again, as if a mountain was pressing down, and it was frantically hitting it in all directions, and it immediately shrank thirty zhang.

"Wow. ”

Even if Xing Yu was on guard, he was still affected, spurting out a mouthful of blood again, and the surrounding cage formation was still rapidly decreasing.

"There was a fight. ”

"It's like, quick, go over and have a look. ”

I don't know when, Xiong Ba and Gu Hao appeared in the distance, sneakily approaching here, and Xiong Ba's eyes still had a thief's light, wandering around from time to time.

"Now, the odds are at least five percent. Xing Yu looked at Xiong Ba who was approaching and said.

"Oh, you have so much confidence in him?" Lan Chu also saw Xiong Ba, but he didn't think Xiong Ba could bring so much help.

Xing Yu didn't say anything when he heard this.

"Oh, you kid is transferring troops to fight, you can do it. ”

Xiong Ba ran to Xing Yu, looked at the fierce scene in front of him, and couldn't help but admire.

"Don't be verbose, find a way to help me expand this cage, the bigger the better, it's up to you whether we can survive or not. Xing Yu looked at Xiong Ba weakly, trying to control the formation, and confronted the invisible coercion with difficulty.

"It's easy, you two come and help me. ”

Xiong Ba beckoned Lan Chu and Gu Hao to get busy together, he could see that Xing Yu was at the end of his crossbow, not the time to hide his clumsiness.

The dungeon is still slowly shrinking, and the monks who are fighting in front of them and the demons copied by Xingyu are also decreasing sharply, and the situation is constantly deteriorating.

"Give it to me. ”

Xing Yu burst into a shout, waved his hand and threw out a green light, which was a half-cut branch, and under his urging, it instantly turned into a towering tree, and immediately confronted the surrounding coercion, bearing a lot of pressure for Xing Yu here.

"What a baby. ”

Xiong Ba, who was arranging the formation, saw the towering tree in front of Xing Yu, and once again drooled, his eyes lit up, if it weren't for the critical situation now, he would not hesitate to grab his hand.

"Hurry up, I can't hold on anymore. Xing Yu looked at Xiong Ba fiercely, and his teeth itched with hatred.

"Oh, yes. ”

Xiong Ba scratched his head in a daze, inlaid pieces of spars on the ground, and kept carving: "Just use your big tree as an eye, the icing on the cake." ”

At this time, the painting of the ground has been reduced to thirty zhang, and the pressure on Xing Yu's body has skyrocketed, even the towering trees have been shortened a lot, and a large number of demon people and horses have rushed in the distance.

"Okay, no?"

Xing Yu shouted with red eyes, at this time, there were less than twenty zhang left in the painting prison, and he couldn't even wrap up the formation arranged by Xiong Ba.

"Alright, alright, you just have to move the big tree. Xiong Ba pouted his ass and wiped the sweat from his head, although he was proficient in formations and the like, he still wasted a lot of energy.

"Come along. ”

Xing Yu took the lead in making a move, hitting all the yuan power in his body to the big tree, and at the same time, because of the particularity of the big tree, he was also quickly absorbing the energy around him to replenish himself.

As Xing Yu and Lan Chu struck one after another, the dwindling painting of the land began to spread, confronting each other against the invisible coercion.

Thirty zhang.

Fifty zhang.

Eighty zhang ......

With the addition of the big tree, coupled with the blessing of the formation, the pressure on Xingyu was greatly reduced, and the painting ground spread like a tide to see it, and it fought with the invisible existence.

"Humans and demons appear together, kill. ”

Xing Yu struck again, and as the painting of the ground as a prison continued to expand, he was able to copy and control more and more monks and demons, constantly narrowing the difference between the two.

One hundred zhang.

Two hundred zhang.

500 zhang ......

In front of Xingyu, a force that is not weak has been condensed, and it is not an exaggeration to call it an army, and thousands of monks and demons are fighting against each other.

And with the continuous increase in the number of people, Xing Yu actually had a trance-like feeling, as if this was the real battlefield, as if he had traveled through the long river of history and was witnessing the battle between man and demon thousands of years ago.

Gradually, a fine light appeared in Xing Yu's eyes, and the blood in his body boiled.

It's not the kind of boiling that the demon cultivator inherits, but the hot blood that belongs to the man's blood is tumbling, he knows that everything in front of him is fake, and the monks in the war are also fake, but he still feels the fighting intent that is not there.

Xing Yu raised his head and looked at the soul cloud tumbling in the sky above, his eyes showing deep thought.