Feng Bai glanced around, he knew that these words were actually useless, every time the Demon Dragon Mountain attacked, someone would die, whether it was a low-level monk, or a cultivator who had reached their level, the probability of dying on such a battlefield was the same, just in the last attack, there were thirty-two righteous path masters who died, and the low-level monks were even countless, and even the internal rumors began to shrink the defense line again, so that it might be possible to delay the pace of the invasion of the Demon Dragon Mountain. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Turning his head to look ahead, his pupils suddenly began to contract violently.

At this time, the surrounding righteous path masters also saw that scene, and they were all stunned, because right in front of their eyes, the Ten Demon Emperors were all dispatched, followed by the mighty Demon Dragon Mountain army, more than ten times the number of the previous attack.

"How is this possible, how come all the Ten Demon Emperors have been dispatched, haven't they always been at odds? There are only two or three people dispatched each time. A righteous master said.

Feng Bai glanced at him, he was the sect master of the Qiankun Sect, one of the righteous path masters who ruled over the hundreds of millions of people in the five mansions.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere present became noisy, not only them, the righteous path masters, but even the low-level monks below saw that there were ten big carts in front of the Demon Dragon Mountain army at this time, and each big car had a person sitting, male or female, old or young, and the faces of these people were all too familiar to them, it was the nightmare of all the righteous people in the past year, the Ten Demon Emperors!

"What to do, the Ten Demon Emperors are here. ”

"What else can we do, run away, they go out together, how can we be opponents. ”

With the transmission of this fleeing emotion, many low-level monks began to waver, not only low-level monks, but even the eyes of these righteous path masters standing on the wall of the Demon Empire began to shake.

Feng Bai stood up at this time and said in a low voice, "Everyone is quiet. ”

As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes looked at him.

"How are you feeling at this time?" Feng Bai looked around: "Are you afraid, afraid, or do you want to escape?" But have you ever thought about it, once you are afraid, afraid, and run away, what will happen to the result?

There was silence all around.

"At this time, we only have a battle, only this battle will defeat them, hurt them, and hurt them, they will understand that my righteous path is not so easy to bully, only at that time, can we have an equal dialogue with the Demon Dragon Mountain, only then can we have the right to sit down and talk, only at that time, we don't have to retreat behind this demon wall. ”

Looking at the silent crowd around him, Feng Bai glared angrily, the current situation is that there is only one battle, if he escapes, then he will inevitably end up defeated.

"Yes, we have to fight back, we can't let the people of Demon Dragon Mountain be so arrogant. I don't know where such a sentence came from, and it immediately detonated the audience, and all the monks turned red-faced.

"We can't retreat, we only have a war. A loud shout rang out.

"There is only one war. Feng Bai raised his hand to the sky, although this battle will cause countless casualties and millions of monks to die as a result, but at this time it is a dead end, there is only one battle, whether it is life or death.

"There is only one war. ”

"There is only one war. ”

At this time, the masters of the righteous path looked at this scene and shook their heads helplessly: "It seems that my old bones have to be ready to die." ”

"You're half in the ground, and you haven't lived enough. ”

"Haha, that's exactly what I said. ”

"Look, who is that. Suddenly, a female voice came from the side.

Feng Bai sounded a little familiar, and looked to the side, only to see that not far away, Feng Wuwu was standing on the city wall, pointing down.

"Worry-free, why are you here. Feng Bai immediately panicked.

But Feng Wuwu ignored it, and continued: "Look there. ”

At this time, all the righteous masters and low-ranking monks standing on the city wall all looked at the wind without worry.

At this time, outside the Demon Fortress Wall, under a dead tree, there was a person sitting cross-legged, with his hair scattered and wearing a black and white robe, as if he was meditating there.

"Why is this person so familiar. Feng Wuwu looked at this back, and a sense of familiarity suddenly surged in his heart, and he raised his head suddenly, isn't that Mo Chou? This black and white robe is the one Mo Chou is wearing.

"Mo Chou, why are you there, come back quickly. Feng Wuwu hurriedly shouted loudly.

At this time, Feng Bai also recognized it, and suddenly he was also anxious, and Feng Xuanzi on the side frowned and asked, "Who is that?"

"It's my apprentice, Mo Chou, why did he come here, he has disappeared for more than a year. Feng Bai's tone became urgent, and the senior was not by his side yet, wasn't he looking for death?

Hearing the sound of the wind worry-free, Mo Chou turned his head, waved his hand, stood up, smiled at them, and then walked towards the army of Demon Dragon Mountain.

"What is he doing here?" Feng Wuwu was stunned for a moment, Feng Bai was also stunned, what did he want to do? Could it be that he wanted to join the army of Demon Dragon Mountain?

At this time, the Ten Demon Emperors of Demon Dragon Mountain also discovered Mo Chou's figure, but they didn't care at all, they were just one person, just run over directly, and where Demon Dragon Mountain passed, there was no way to live.

The Demon Dragon Mountain coalition army still maintained an extremely fast advance speed, and the mighty millions of troops were overwhelmingly surging over.

Mo Chou walked a few steps and stopped, turned his head to look at the people on the city wall with an inexplicable look in their eyes, shook his head, and put his hand on the long sword at his waist.

"Don't worry about what you want to do, come back quickly. At this time, Feng Wuwu's words were full of crying, Feng Bai was standing beside her and pulling her, lest he jump down, and the other righteous monks were all waiting for him, at this time it was impossible for them to care about Mo Chou's life, because they knew that a big war was about to break out, at that time, anyone could be sacrificed, let alone such an inconspicuous person as Wudao, even Feng Bai had a serious face, because it was impossible for him to go down to save Mo Chou, the matter had come to this, there was no other way.

Mo Chou pulled out the long sword at his waist from the sheath, and at this time, some people found that the long sword in Mo Chou's hand was as black as ink, as if it wanted to absorb people's minds into it.

Mo Chou looked at the crazy army of Demon Dragon Mountain in front of him, as well as the Ten Demon Emperors with a hideous and cruel face, sighed lightly, raised the pitch-black long sword in his hand straight into the air, and then slashed it down vertically like this, and then put the sword back into its sheath.

The people in the righteous path didn't understand why he was doing all this, but they still focused on the Demon Dragon Mountain coalition army, and then everyone froze, as if they had turned into stone statues.

Because at this moment, the scene they saw had completely changed their perception! )