Chapter 9: Bloodshed in June
The pterosaur saw the black shadow rushing towards him, and he spat out his ice sword and flew towards the lonely evil in unison. The rain of arrows in the sky swallowed the black shadow in a blink of an eye, and continued to fall, shooting towards the ground.
Those armies or demonic beasts on the ground who couldn't dodge, or didn't have time to transport their internal forces to form shields, finally stared at the big holes in their bodies, and without a trace of blood spilling, their lives were over.
Then it slowly fell straight to the ground, but the galloping black shadow, after being swallowed by the rain of arrows, instantly appeared behind the speeding arrow rain and continued to fly, just like the black shadow was really just a shadow.
However, the black shadow not only continued to move straight, but also faster than before, and before the pterosaur could see the black shadow and shoot the ice arrow for the second time, the black shadow had already flown around the two pterosaurs in two large circles, and then stopped to the side and waited quietly for something.
Occasionally, two drops of warm red liquid dripped from the shadow.
Finally, with two bangs, the two pterosaur dragons that the black shadow bypassed flew out, and after flying three feet high, they fell straight to the ground.
And the dragon head didn't even close its eyes when it fell to the ground, everything seemed to be the pterodactyl's own movements.
The body of the pterosaur whose wings were still fluttering and fanning, suddenly shot out a column of blood obliquely from its neck, and after being as high as two zhang, the blood column spread out, turning into a blood mist and falling down, and then even the body flapped its wings and fell to the ground crookedly.
So far, in just a short cup of tea, the two pterosaurs have been killed by the Demon Emperor Lonely Evil in seconds.
In the dark shadow, Lone Evil raised the bloody right hand after killing the pterodactyl, and carefully sucked the dragon blood on the index finger of his right hand, looking at the slightly raised expression of enjoyment on the corner of Lone Evil's mouth, as if he was sucking the best delicacy in the world.
After a moment, the other sluggish pterosaurs finally reflected, and several of them were about to fire their ice swords, but only a few muffled sounds could be heard.
A black shadow floated over their heads, and then the pterodactyl's head burst one after another, and milky white brains splattered in all directions.
Then large streams of blood came out and spilled onto the ground.
And the rain of arrows that were fired hit the black shadow like a leaf falling into the water, and after the black shadow fluctuated for a while, it all slowly fell to the ground.
It can be seen that the pupils of the lonely evil are getting redder and redder, and the sky is gradually soaked red with blood for a long time.
The Human King Yefeng and Gu Yuan Tianzun shook their heads helplessly, thinking in their hearts that this was not a pervert and what it was.
Thinking so, they sped up and rushed to the sky to join the battle between the Demon Emperor and the Pterodactyl.
There is no air threat, the battle between the Three Realms army and the Warcraft on the ground is much easier, although there are humans or demon gods and the like who are injured and killed, but more fallen are either iron lions, or sword tigers or golden bears, the casualties of the Warcraft are indeed much more tragic than the Three Realms army.
The Three Realms and the Four Insects in the sky are fighting against the flying pterosaurs, is this kind of battle a battle, if you want to say yes, then you first have to say that the elephant and the snail are the fairest game in terms of strength.
One after another, with the help of the butcher's knives of the four major insects, threw their own blood into the sky and fell to the ground fiercely, shattering to pieces and blurring flesh and blood.
Half an hour later, the pterosaurs and the four major insects in the sky finally quieted down, leaving only the four shadows in the blood mist that refused to disperse and stared at the battle on the ground, at this moment the demonic beasts were still struggling to support, but it would not be long.
The day in June is ** spicy, and cultivation or fighting is even more exuding physical energy.
At this time, it is best to have a timely rain, and the warriors of the Three Realms who are fighting on the ground, whether it is Warcraft or the Three Realms, are lucky, because at this moment the rain has come, they are fighting in the rain.
It's just that this rain is so bright, so red, so fishy, and so evil.
What's even worse is that the rain keeps falling, drenching them all over their bodies.
The remnants of the Sky Pterodactyl's blood were gone, the rainbow in the sky had disappeared, the rain had stopped, and the battle on the ground was nearing its end.
In the end, the warriors of the Three Realms waved their victorious clothes and threw out all kinds of red liquids to celebrate their victory, some of which were the blood of pterosaurs falling from the sky, some of which were the sweat of warriors, some of which were splashed on their bodies when they were slashed and stabbed by demonic beasts on the ground during the battle, and some of which were also the blood that flowed from their own or their companions' slashing and stabbing wounds.