Behind the Kunlun Mountains, the sea of fire is monstrous, and the smoke of gunpowder is filled.

In the earth-shattering shouts of killing, nearly 100,000 demon armies converged into a rolling torrent, roaring like beasts, and constantly launched a fierce charge towards the south of the Kunlun Mountains.

In the Kunlun Mountains, the gates of the human race have united one after another, supporting a large array like a canopy of heaven, stretching from west to east, stretching for more than 10,000 miles.

Between the collapse of the sky and the cracking, the magic light in the ruined forest came and went, rolling up the dust, and the huge demon clan, who was more than ten feet tall, stepped on heavy steps, waved the heavy hammer in his hand, and smashed it fiercely on the large array enchantment.

Rumble!

The enchantment shook, and hundreds of Terran monks in the rear vomited blood and flew upside down, and more than a dozen Yuanying monks immediately surrounded them, and they all shot out with thunder in their palms.

The silver-covered Maiden flowed from the rear of the demon army to the outside of the Great Array Barrier like flowing water, and the silver liquid turned into a solid barrier, firmly blocking the thunder in the sky.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The huge demon hammer continued to hammer the large array, smashing large areas of spiderweb-like cracks.

The Terran God Cultivator and the Demon Race God True Demon Ling stood under the blood-red sky, their figures staggered back and forth, sword light and sword rain, and the explosion was shocking.

The Yuanying Monk fought against the Yuan Demon Warlord, and the other monks and the demons fought against each other in a large array.

The blazing flames licked the earth mercilessly, the artillery fire continued, the smoke hit the face, the blood flowed like rivers, and the corpses were strewn all over the field.

The battle is fierce!

At the rear of the demon army, Shen Mingjing was draped in a heavy coat, and under the protection of Bingling and the other two localized gods and true demons, he stood on the top of a high mountain and looked at the entire battlefield from afar.

The burning flames were like a huge fire dragon, snaking and crawling on the charred earth, and the ashes were blown up by the wind like a heavy snowfall.

Shen Mingjing stretched out his hand, caught a piece of ash, and crushed it little by little on his fingertips.

Bingling watched silently behind Shen Mingjing, compared to his previous disdain for Shen Mingjing, he had fully seen Shen Mingjing's wrist during this time.

In just one month, Shen Mingjing took advantage of the time turbulence to save time, and almost simultaneously subdued all the eight major tribes and more than thirty branches of the entire Demon Domain, acting vigorously and ruthlessly.

All of this was incompatible with his weak appearance, which made Bingling realize Shen Mingjing's strength again.

As a descendant of the Ice Demon Holy Ancestor, Bingling is smarter than other barbaric demon clans, and he can be regarded as having read several military books left by the Holy Ancestor.

Seeing the battle between the demon race and the human race in this Kunlun Mountain Range, although the human race suffered heavy casualties and the demon race also lost a lot of troops, Bingling was very puzzled, this was not like Shen Mingjing's usual methods.

"Ask whatever you want."

Shen Ming didn't reply to the camera, put down his hand and said coldly.

Bingling frowned and said, "I don't understand, why do you use this kind of hard-hitting style, since you are evenly matched, shouldn't you avoid its edge and fight in a roundabout way?" ”

Shen Mingjing looked back at Bingling with some surprise, and snorted, "No wonder you can stand out among this generation of ice demons, get the weight of the demon master, and have this kind of knowledge, which is really rare among my demon clan." ”

Shen Mingjing turned his head, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"If you can think so, those Terrans will also think so, they will think that my demon clan has several times more strength than the Terran, and has enough strength to divide the troops and bypass the Kunlun Mountains to enter the hinterland of the Terrans."

"In this way, they must also choose to divide their troops and hold the passes on the east and west sides, then on the frontal battlefield, the strength of the human race will inevitably weaken, and I will do the opposite, concentrate my forces to attack head-on, wouldn't the chances of victory be greater?"

Bingling thought thoughtfully and nodded slightly, "But the Terran Terran's protective array is also very strong, we can't take it down for a while, in case the east and west come to help, how can we deal with it?" ”

On the battlefield ahead, the ten trolls attacking the big array were slashed by the Tsing Yi swordsman who suddenly appeared with a sword, and dozens of Jindan monks immediately filled in the eyes of the lost formation, trying their best to repair the big array.

Shen Mingjing smiled indifferently, "The west borders the territory of the Wu Clan, and the Terrans in the west will not come to help, they can't afford to gamble, and as for the troops in the east, they won't come." ”

"Why?" Bingling was puzzled.

Shen Mingjing waved his hand, wiped out a map of light and shadow in front of him, and pointed to a river in the west of the Kunlun Mountains.

"Chishui?" Bingling recognized the river.

Shen Mingjing bowed, "Chishui flows out of Kunlun and flows through the hinterland of the Terrans, and all the big cities of the Terrans are built along the Chishui River, if they dare to withdraw the troops guarding Chishui, then the matter will be even simpler." ”

"Whether we go down the Chishui into the hinterland of the Terrans, or poison the Chishui directly, we can deal a heavy blow to the Terrans, so they will not let the source of the Chishui be lost no matter what."

Bingling's eyes flashed with admiration, "Lord Mirror Demon is thoughtful, Bingling has been taught, but this ...... in front of him"

Bingling is still worried that the frontal battlefield will drag on for too long, and the loss of the demon clan will be too great, which will not be conducive to the follow-up war.

But Shen Mingjing didn't seem to care at all, and raised his hand to sweep away the ashes that fell on his shoulders, "The difficulty is not to break the formation, but to break the formation." ”

Shen Mingjing has not seen a single Terran Divine Cultivator who has come in from outside the Falling Demon Abyss, and all those who resist the Demon Race are the local Terrans of the Great Wilderness.

Are they really not afraid that Kunlunqiu will be lost, and the demons and witches will invade in one fell swoop, and it will be difficult to reverse the defeat?

Once the final result is that the demon clan and the witch clan win, the danger of the demon clan's holy ancestor and the witch clan will strengthen their control over the Great Wilderness, and when the time comes, everyone can be wiped out with a wave of their hand, and no one will want to leave the Great Wilderness alive.

At this time, a mirage appeared on Shen Mingjing's shoulder out of thin air and screamed at him.

Shen Mingjing's pupils trembled slightly, and Bingling also understood the message transmitted by the mirage.

"Lord Mirror Demon, the Demon Clan actually sent 30,000 troops up the Chishui, what should we do now?"

Shen Mingjing raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, "This 30,000 demon clan army is most likely a trick, and the biggest headache for me at this moment is not this demon clan reinforcements, but the unknown Tai Sui!" ”

Bingling thought for a while and said, "What if Tai Sui is in that demon clan reinforcement army?" ”

Shen Mingjing hadn't thought of this possibility, Tai Sui's sudden variable made him a little upset.

He glanced at the battlefield again, and as soon as he raised his hand, there was a black thing like oil on his fingertips, stretching out eight tentacles, wrapping around Shen Mingjing's fingertips.

"Devils?" Bingling recognizes the bug, which is a snack for young devils in the demons.

Shen Mingjing squatted down and put the demon worm on the ground, "Don't underestimate any weak existence. ”

As the demon worm burrowed into the ground, Shen Mingjing's gaze continued to extend westward along the large array of light curtains that connected heaven and earth on the battlefield, and finally landed on the mountain behind the Xuantian Sword Sect.

Click! Click!

A burst of cracking sounds came out suddenly, as if a mountain had collapsed, and the earth in the valley behind the Xuantian Sword Sect suddenly cracked a huge opening, and the black viscous liquid suddenly rushed up from the ground like a surging torrent, slapping the Great Array Enchantment.

In terms of formation, Shen Mingjing was also a master, and in the previous battle, he had already seen the weak point of the big array, which was located on the mountain behind the Xuantian Sword Sect.

The method is not new, it is easy to use.

As the demon worms surged and devoured, the Great Array Barrier in the valley behind the Xuantian Sword Sect was quickly polluted into black, becoming brittle like an ice shell.

Immediately after, a chain reaction was like, and cracks spread all over the entire Great Array Enchantment, spreading wildly, making a sound of glass shattering.

The rhythm of the fierce battle suddenly stopped, and everyone looked towards the Great Array Enchantment.

Rumble!

A spell streamer slammed into the Great Array Enchantment, and the entire Enchantment shattered in the shocked gaze of everyone!

A smile overflowed from the corner of Shen Mingjing's lips, "Kill it!" ”

Roar!!!

The whole army of the demon clan was excited, like a flood that opened the floodgates, rushing forward irresistibly.

At the same time, in the south of the Kunlun Mountains, outside the gate of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

Zhao Fuyi stood at the foot of the mountain, the huge array flag in her hand was hunting in the wind, she looked at the fire in the mountain accompanied by the demonic mist that rushed to the sky, quickly spreading towards this side, and swallowed her saliva slightly nervously.

Zhao Fuyi turned his head to look to the side, sitting on the tree gently, although he raised his head to drink, his eyes that were exceptionally bright in the dark night were always staring at the magic fog in the mountains.

The wind blew in front of Wen Miao, all the way to the east, every other section, there was a god-transforming monk guarding the roadside, and the boundless dense forest behind them was crowded with monks, all of whom were monks from all over the cities in the hinterland of the human race.