Chapter 768: Gluttonous Feast (4)

Sun Hanyue snorted coldly, she had only heard of famous and decent families reporting their names to each other before making a move, in order to show humility and politeness, but she didn't expect the demon people to also do this. But no matter who she is, let alone the old and young, women and children, as long as she is a demon, she will die under her sword.

Seeing her aggressive, the old man Snow Eagle seemed to want to distance himself, but Sun Hanyue's phoenix eyes condensed, and the nine phoenixes spread to the sky, not to mention the demonic energy, and in an instant, he also injured the old man Snow Eagle and cut off half a finger of his proud eagle claws.

"If you dare to hurt me, you will regret coming to this world!"

The face of the old man Snow Eagle under the demonic qi was extremely ugly, and with a wave of his hand, the qi of the living beings came to supply him, so that his ruined finger would grow quickly. This is the most convenient place for demon people, as long as there are living beings, they can have strong combat power. But Sun Hanyue just picked up the fire demon held in her right hand and pointed at him with the tip of the sword.

"Whatever you want to recover, I'll cut you into tens of millions of pieces!"

"The young man said such a big thing, be careful to flash his tongue!"

Sun Hanyue grinned, and the old man Snow Eagle would soon know if she was talking big. Although she did not break through to the question, she was only at the peak of the sky, but her body was like a sword, her consciousness was as calm as a snow ghost, and her movements were as swift as a fire demon, and she would definitely be able to cut it down in the moment.

In the blink of an eye, although Sun Han said that he was standing still, he had already pulled the opponent into his domain, and in this space, there were already a lot of black waters, so you can imagine how many demonic creatures she had defeated before. The outcome was decided in an instant, and the old man Snow Eagle saw that the surroundings were a land of mirrors, and he didn't pay attention to it, but just continued to suck the breath of life.

Swinging the cold sword snow ghost in his left hand, a cold light immediately cut off the aura of the living soul. In this rippling spring land, the snow began to fall right after that.

The snowflake sealed the space, and she stepped forward to dance the flame demon, which made the old man Snow Eagle deflated again and again, wondering why this guy's sword qi had such sharp power, and there seemed to be no one who could not continue!

The slender waist twists, the sword sweeps the heat, or brings out the snowflakes. The two intertwined, constantly fused, and cut off the demonic qi with extremely exaggerated power, and then in this huge space, the two sharp qi constantly collided, blinking and colliding hundreds of times, and finally ended in a puddle of black water.

The twin swords turned into streamers and closed them on his wrists, Sun Hanyue frowned, took the pure water in the space, and when she washed her face, she kept thinking about what the name of this guy was. What old man? She thought about it for a long time, but she couldn't remember that the opponents who couldn't let him remember their names had always been crooked and cracked jujubes.

Out of the space, a 100,000-strong rune array outside it was in the air. The power of the rune array is enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, and the luster is even more through the layers of demonic energy, constantly bombarding the vitality. They had the purest yellow light, like thunder and lightning, beams like pillars, causing the universe to shatter and go towards the back of the waves made of demonic energy, thus cutting off their way.

In this war, the righteous path is in an extremely passive position, but the current situation is in their favor. Soon, Kiyo Xunzi will also come to the battlefield, and the situation here will be clearer. Although there are only twelve of the thirteen members of the academy left, and five of them are in the south, plus the strong men in the union, it is enough to intercept them here.

The figure floated in the air, and every time Sun Zhonglei's fingers fell, a blast of wind and lightning began to whistle. It was a huge amount of vitality, destroying the steppe and putting an end to the war on it. Everyone looked over there, and even the demonic creatures who were attracted by the living creatures couldn't help but cast their eyes.

Only a strong enough demonic creature can control the power in the body, and only that kind of existence will not be controlled by instinct and become a low-level creature like a beast. But some of the Great Demons don't know what these righteous people think, they are about to become stronger here, cut off their back path, it is better to let the thunder and lightning made of pure vitality bombard themselves. But the more such foolishness, the better, so that it will be easier for them to overcome the right path.

The Demon Dao is too dull, but there are really many strong people among them. When the strong in the army are all stuck by the demonic creatures, the great demons in the black mist enter the bodies of the lost righteous people with their vitality.

Those who looked like dried corpses, regardless of their severed arms and heads, supported their mutilated bodies to stand up at this time and pounced on the creatures around them. Such movements caused the war to continue to begin, and it became more intense.

Controlling dead corpses is one of the abilities of demonic creatures, but the strength of these puppets is not very strong, but they are everywhere, and they seem to bloom one after another in the bright and clean lake, which is disturbing. Ignoring the injuries to their bodies, they recklessly bit and injure some practitioners.

At this time, the 500,000 elites lined up behind the cultivator team were already eager to try, they were very afraid of the Demon Dao, but as an iron-blooded man, standing behind the cultivators and doing nothing was obviously not their style. An elite unit had already stepped forward to fight, and now it was their time to step forward.

The general headed by him is Pan Xian, the general of the Goulong Bang clan, who is also a cultivator in the realm of fruition. But this bald man with wolf beasts tattooed on his head is not famous for his vitality cultivation, but for his ability to lead soldiers to control the 500,000 elite troops at this time. In addition to Daxia Lin Tian and Nanshang Tiemian, he was the person who had commanded the most armies in the Great Wilderness, and at this time, he was riding a huge wave in front of the army, and when he saw that the time was right, he looked back and shouted:

"Now that the battlefield is extremely chaotic, after we enter, we can't delay the cultivator's battle!"

Does this sentence mean that the offensive is about to begin?

The elite troops were extremely excited in the smoke of gunfire, they were not beasts, they could be stirred up blood. Pan Xian's charge made them rush forward, and they all drew their swords and drew their swords. The roar of the troops who rushed into the battlefield made the slightly weak righteous path team even larger. The momentum that had been slightly crushed by the Demon Dao before was also quickly suppressed.

With the addition of elite soldiers, the corpses around the cultivators were wiped out. These guys don't hurt much, but they're extremely difficult. Great cultivators can ignore them, but many cultivators are hard to ignore, but for now, they can free up their hands and feet to get some help in making eye contact with the soldiers.

"Soldiers, kill meβ€”"

Pan Xian had never been smiling, and at this time, he even picked up the sword and axe in his hand, and slashed at the demon path creature under the charge of the wolf beast. Not all demons are that strong, and not all of them are weak, but it gives them more chances to win the battlefield war. The soldiers were everywhere, but as the number of people who charged increased, more people fell.

"Isn't this messing with us?"

Some cultivators frowned violently when they saw the fallen soldiers, even more disgusted than when they saw demonic creatures. This is the world of the strong, and the weak live under the domination and control of the strong. But the situation at this time is really difficult for both sides, and when the strong see the weak falling, they feel that they are adding chaos to themselves.

There are more dead, and there are more puppets that the Demon Dao can control? If death is a good thing, but if you are seriously injured but still have your senses, and you have to be taken to the Great Wall, it is equivalent to a waste of resources. It's not one or two people who have such thoughts, but since these weaker people have come here, they also want to do their part to defeat each other, and they have a sense of participation.

If you don't fight at the moment, do you have to wait for the cultivators to die before attacking? In that case, it will only take a few breaths, and they will be wiped out. Therefore, victory in this big war can only be won by constantly launching fierce attacks. At present, the battle is even more chaotic, there are figures in a hundred miles, and the brilliance of the five elements shines one after another, or mixed together, showing a different color of light.

Jin Xing has swords, constantly coming out with the sound of breaking wind, or there are gates closed, making it difficult for demonic creatures to return to the world. Then the mud and rocks all rose from the earth, enveloping and binding the demonic creatures. Immediately after that, the thunder and wind were all here, although the means were the same, but the heart of killing demons was still hot and dry, and there was no half of cooling.

Every second, someone escapes death, and someone falls into eternal sleep. But in any case, this war just can't be stopped, but will become more intense. There are many powerful men who have left where they were and entered other dimensions, and their return will turn the tide of the war, but not the present.

The vigorous use of Yuan Qi and Demon Qi caused a gust of wind to blow outside the Great Wall of the North, and everyone under them was extremely obsessed. The longer they fight with the demons, the more they will become demons in that fierce process, and they will slaughter mercilessly, but they will not be mad for the anger of the living beings, but for victory!

Man is such a strange creature, when he has a common goal, he will become extraordinarily resolute, and nothing in the world can help it. In front of outsiders, no one is willing to admit defeat, regardless of their panicked side, so people on the battlefield would rather die on the way to the charge than retreat and be looked down upon by others.

Amid the screams, a young man dressed in the Adventurers' Guild was pierced in the abdomen by the Demon Dao Man. Compared to the two-meter-tall Demon Dao Man, the young man of the Adventurers' Guild was just a child, and he was easily lifted, and the life qi also followed the Demon Dao Man's arm and entered his body.

"It's this delicious ......"

The Demon Dao Man let out an extremely comfortable cry, full of enjoyment. But soon, the cultivator who was lifted up and faced the sky sealed and destroyed his body, causing it to explode.

Bang –

With a bang, the demon Dao man, who was addicted to enjoyment and didn't shake it off in time, lost an arm, and half of his body was also severely damaged. In the blood mist, he couldn't imagine how determined he was to blow himself up in a fluke. The cultivators who could not be killed and humiliated did not want to leave anything for the Demon Dao people at this time, including their own flesh and blood.

"Why bother?"

Although the Demon Dao Man also felt pain, he only cursed a few words, and then reached out and inhaled the breath of living beings that ordinary people could not see. The feeling of comfort that was tingling all over my body was like leaving the world and rising to the sky of the nine heavens. But the next moment, a sword came at him, and it was dismantled.

It was the human cultivators who killed the demonic creatures, but it was the same kind that devoured them.

The people who were accustomed to seeing the scene of devouring each other did not react much, and did not have the initial worry and discomfort, but some great cultivators were extremely worried, and reminded anxiously: