These tornadoes wreaked havoc everywhere, sucking houses, huts, lakes, trees, living people and monsters into the air and smashing them to the ground.

This is more efficient than human explosions and fires, and when a tornado is caught in flames, it often turns into a fire tornado, doubling the destructive power.

Zhu Erniang said curiously: "Another half-immortal? Where did this come from? He Lingchuan and Dong Rui were both stunned: "This bird demon is also a half-immortal?" "The strength of a yokai is usually proportional to the size, usually.

In the current aura environment, ordinary bird demons can't grow that big at all, and the damage caused is far less great - the dozens of wind tornadoes it released are more damaging to the city than Fang Canran's men and the Thunder Beast Group combined.

It's just that each wind tornado doesn't exist for a long time, that is, twenty or thirty breaths. But that's enough.

So, where did Fang Canran find such a big guy? Zhu Erniang looked at it for a while: "Well, the power is similar, but the magic power is too simple." "Bird demons are usually good at spells, and this blue bird has the ability to control the wind, so it should be okay to have a few more magical powers in your hand.

As the three of them spoke, the blue bird flew over the thunder beast, and a tornado swept in, shattering the shadow barrier.

The obstacle was broken, and the thunder beast began to run again, wreaking havoc. What's even more terrifying is that it also spits thunder towards the tornado, so the tornado immediately turned into an electric tornado, crackling with thunder beads all the way, and there are even dead and injured pillows everywhere it passes!

Fan Long, the Great Commander of the Tongxin Guard, once again ran to the edge of the Thunder Giant Beast's herd, directing the attack. The giant beast knocked down a tower, and Fan reined in his mount to dodge, and at the same time accidentally dodged a black light from behind him.

Huh, what's that? He was stunned, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a foreign object emerging from the ruins, and suddenly came.

So fast! Before he could see what it was, it had already been deceived in front of him. Fan Long took out the knife without thinking.

Just listen

"Dang" There was a bang, and he stopped an ancient monster, which was shaped like a frisbee, but the edges were full of sharp teeth, and once it hit the flesh and blood, it was a scraping of flesh and bones.

The whirlwind force was so great that the black barge beasts under Fan Long's seat were all knocked back two steps in a row, and with a long hiss, they were almost planted in the ruins.

He shook it off, but the wheel didn't hit the ground, and after two turns, he accelerated, and rushed up again!

It is a fully automatic attack, flexible and free. At the same time, there were two more spinning disks moving from the side, Fan Long barely dodged, and suddenly two wind bombs came down from the sky, one hit the feet of Fan Long's mount, and the air wave directly overturned it, while the other interrupted the nearest ruins, and the entire wall smashed down on Fan Long's head!

The giant bird in mid-air that destroyed the city and demolished the streets actually had time to take extra care of him. The light on Fan Long's body flickered, and the Yuan Force protected his body, and he jumped vertically on the black barge beast, trying to jump out of the dangerous place.

The two spinning disks were hovering back on the side, like swimming sharks beside those who fell into the water, and they pounced together when they saw this, and they actually cooperated tacitly.

The black barge beast stood in the way, and the spinning disk did not dodge or dodge, and directly cut it in half. There is no slowing down.

Fan Long watched the tragic death of his love rider who had been with him for more than ten years, and he didn't even have time to grieve, because the three spinning wheels had already caught up.

If he doesn't try, he'll end up with the Black Barge Beast! At the last moment, Fan Long threw out the zipline, forcibly changed his trajectory, and the three spinning discs pounced in the air, making a spin not far away, and continued to chase him.

I don't know if this thing has a mind or if someone is behind it. But this degree of flexibility has surpassed that of ordinary magic weapons.

As soon as Fan Long landed, a short blade silently poked out from the shadow of the ruins on the side, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

This is the lurking killing! In the next second, blood splattered. Close to hand in the dark chaos, each blow is between life and death.

Fan Long's own soldiers rushed to reinforce them, all of them were battle-hardened warriors, but they were slaughtered eight people in a row within six breaths!

Such a precise point kill is fast, accurate and ruthless, even if He Lingchuan comes, he will be dizzying. The thief captured the king first, and the sudden absence of the commander of the Tongxin Wei led to the leaderlessness of several armies, which greatly weakened the interception force of Lingxu City.

The three spinning discs flew, shook off the blood stains, and then followed the master to hide in the ruins again, and no matter how much others searched, they could not find it.

Under the cover of fire and turmoil, the phantom murderer rushes to his next target. His prey is a key figure in the battle of the city's defense.

The blue birds in the sky launched a large-scale attack, and the shadows on the ground quietly harvested key lives! And the running thunder beasts attract everyone's attention.

The results of this turmoil in Lingxu City must be expanded, and expanded! He Lingchuan and the others didn't know that these thrilling secret battles had taken place in the alleys of the city, otherwise Zhu Erniang would have been able to identify the second immortal.

But they stood on the apricot mountain, silently witnessing the turmoil, the flames, the riots, and the fear spreading together in the Spiritual Void City.

With the invasion of the giant beast, the six-hundred-year-old imperial capital of Chengping began to fall into chaos. No, no, as early as when the ruins mountain was burning, the turmoil of the Lingxuan people had already begun.

He Lingchuan indulged in the torch and burned down the Star Picking Tower, triggering a volcanic eruption; Fang Canran's team wreaked havoc in Lingxu City, and there was a miasma of smoke everywhere; And Fang Canran again led the Thunder Giant Beast to trample on Lingxu City, and involved everyone in the city in a riot that had not been seen in six hundred years.

It's hard to say who has the more fruitful results. He Lingchuan shook his head secretly, don't look at Fang Canran's exquisiteness and kindness on the surface, but he really deserves it

"Perseverance and ruthlessness" are the eight words of comment. Of course, in the eyes of the Heavenly Palace and the Demon Emperor, these two great feats probably belong to He Lingchuan, who destroyed the Ruin Mountain, right?

Dong Rui couldn't help but ask, "Where will these giant beasts end up?" He Lingchuan stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky: "Didn't you see that they are approaching the Jinghong Ferry?" "Only disturbing the lower city, how could Fang Canran be willing?

But the Floating Island is the key point of Spirit Void City, and the Thunder Beast will only die faster if it does this. The ground suddenly trembled, and even everyone on Xingshan felt unstable.

Immediately after a few loud noises, everyone looked north, and saw the flames on the Tianshu Peak in the distance, and two mushroom solitary clouds rose, which was actually another volcanic eruption!

Since He Lingchuan left the Xushan Realm, it has been in peace for a while, and now it suddenly erupts, is it because the talk between the Torch and the Heavenly Palace has collapsed?

And in the center of the Spiritual Void Lower City, several fireworks rose one after another, illuminating the night sky for a long time. Everyone raised their heads and could see that after the thick clouds dispersed, there was suddenly a vast scene in the night sky: thousands of peaks are exquisitely embroidered, surrounded by Qingchuan jade belts, the top of the clouds and mist looms Qionglou Yuyu, and one hundred and ten streamers fly in and out, all of which are immortal imperial weapons!

The elegant, tranquil, and beautiful nature of this picture is in stark contrast to the burning Lingxu City directly below.

Dong Rui couldn't take his eyes off it, and subconsciously yearned: "Where is that?" He Lingchuan didn't answer, but there was an answer in his heart that was about to come out: Lingshan?

The picture in the sky, was it the two words he heard under the asking tree earlier? In the dark, the many secrets are intertwined like an Ouroboros.

So, the organization behind Fang Canran is related to Lingshan? What kind of declaration did they want to make when they created such a big battle?

Are the immortals coming back? Or is the world changing? What is certain is that this declaration will definitely be understood by the Heavenly Palace and the Spirit Void City.

He Lingchuan silently took a breath of cool air. From the destruction of the Great Gathering Spirit Array to the turmoil in Lingxu City, it has not been more than three quarters of an hour.

But everything he had been familiar with in the past three months, and everything that the people of Lingxu City had been familiar with in the past six hundred years, had been thrown out of order.

The volcano erupted in the north, and the city in the south was in chaos. The color of blood and fire monopolized the imperial capital tonight. And in the west of Lingxu City, Fang Canran, who was halfway up the mountain, also overlooked the imperial capital, and exclaimed: "World famous paintings." "The picture in front of me is poignant and magnificent, and those who have seen it with their own eyes will never forget it, so the title of the painting should be called "The Burning Imperial Capital".

Their hatred has turned into blood and fire, knives and swords, and they want to slash the hypocritical mask of Lingxu City's six hundred years of prosperity to pieces!

At this moment, a blue shimmer glowed from the ground of Lingxu City, as if some formation had been activated.

There were a few angry groans from the floating island, as if some giant beast was about to appear. A large snow-white bird flew down first, with two natural red marks under its wings.

It passed through the Lingshan painting scroll in mid-air, and the vast beauty of this scene quickly dissipated into nothingness. The white bird's body is not as long as the blue bird, but there are countless ice crystals around him, and there are countless wind swords and frost swords with a flap of his wings, and he goes straight to the blue bird.

It was followed by a large number of birds, dense and almost obscuring the sky.

"Huh?" He Lingchuan looked into the distance, could it be the Hermitage National Master he had never seen before? The blue birds in the air fanned the wind everywhere, and they had already destroyed enough, and at this time they did not love to fight, and turned their heads and retreated outside the city.

Its mission has been accomplished, and it's time to leave. Coincidentally, it went straight to the direction of He Lingchuan and the others.

In mid-air, dozens of streamers shot towards it. Lingxu City was completely enraged, and the rhythm of the counterattack had just begun.

Dong Rui put away his lively mentality: "Hey, hey, hey, it's coming, and the chasing soldiers are also coming!" He Lingchuan subconsciously grabbed the divine bone necklace around his neck: "Go!" It's time for us to get out of the game. "The generous lid of the pot is a feat that the two predecessors of the three-piece set, King Yuan and Zhong Shengguang, have not been able to accomplish.

But he stayed until this point, just to observe the reaction of Lingxu City to the surprise attack. Fighting an unprepared battle, and on your own turf, will expose a lot of backgrounds.

How long does it take for the war machine to kick in? In the face of the bilateral chaos between the Xushan Mountain and the main city, how did Lingxu City allocate troops?

How long will it take for the gods and demons to arrive at the battlefield? What effective interdiction measures have been taken? How to evacuate and treat civilians?

Insiders look at the doorway. He will collect this precious information and refine it again and again in the future to see where the strengths and weaknesses of this powerful empire are.

Now, the performance that belongs to him He Lingchuan has ended. This stage is left to Lingxu City and Fang Canran.

———— end of the text of "The Ideal Country of Demons".