The immortal soldiers of the Immortal Clan saw that the flames on both sides were burning heavily, and the entire canopy was dyed into a situation where they were half red and half purple, and their spines trembled, and the blood all over their bodies called out.

This is an opportunity that must not be missed, the fox fire released by Qing Wei is fighting against the fire of the demon race, it seems to be a competition of spells, but only Qing Wei knows. If the two flames lose their scorching attachment, they will be extinguished together.

Solid and billowing smoke is the best guarantee to cover their retreat!

"-Kill!"

Under the one-word order, the 100,000 immortal soldiers led by her, desperate, stared at the leader of the demon clan with their eyes, and fought with spears one after another!

They are not simply going to die, they believe in the power of Qingwei!

The person who led the heavenly soldiers to attack the millions of demon caves at the beginning, where is the ordinary person!

This group of ignorant generals doesn't know, and the outside demon soldiers don't know, but their hearts are like mirrors. When they fought together in bloody battles, the great reputation they heard in the army was their invincible courage!

The demon soldier, who was originally in control of the victory and was in an advantageous position in the terrain, suddenly lost his heart when he saw the momentum of the immortal soldier, and he couldn't help but panic.

The crossbowman fumbled with his weapon behind his back in a panic, attempting to fire a barrage of fire at the attacking soldiers.

However, the speed of this group of sprinting immortal soldiers was too fast!

Before they had even mounted their crossbow mounts and aimed at their targets, they had already reached them, spears and broadswords poking at them again and again—slashing at their spell shields!

The heavy spell shield made a heavy sound, like an ancient chime bell being struck! The deep voice in the ears is hypnotic and makes people panic.

Ignoring everything in front of him, he took the weapon in his hand and began to shoot.

The bows and arrows smashed down on the immortal soldiers again and again like raindrops, and what they entered and pulled out was a gurgling of bright red blood!

They fell!

- But they got up again!

Another wave of immortal soldiers superimposed the will and courage of the deceased soldiers, and the hatred in their eyes burned more and more intensely.

They gritted their lower teeth and stepped over the corpses of their companions, leaving no trace behind.

Pick up the pace,

Go ahead!

Where have the demons ever seen such a lifeless immortal soldier!

At the moment when the spell shield and crossbowman at the front fell, the people behind were frightened, and they still remembered to 'fill the position'.

The intensity of longing to live gripped them tightly, like a dark hand in the darkness, dragging their precious blood into the mud swamp.

They trembled, feared, and tried to escape, but they had to rise to the occasion.

After half a moment of hesitation, the soldiers under Qing Wei had already stepped on the shield of spells and took the lives of the crossbowmen!

"-Brush!"

Blood, bright red blood! More blood gushing out!

The entire battlefield was dyed scarlet, and the dust billowed under the horses' hooves, as if to confuse the eyes of the warriors, but the pungent smell of blood reminded me of the place to return at this moment.

The leader of the demon clan suddenly woke up, where was the cowardly Xianwei in front of him?!

They were reborn in an instant, desperate and not afraid of life and death!

Most of the troops under the command of the stinky woman had obviously been strangled, but there were other immortal guards who took advantage of the situation to replace them. For a while, where could it be clear who was the soldier under Qing Wei and who was the soldier of the rest of the deputy generals.

In this high-spirited atmosphere of not being afraid of life and death, they have only one identity, that is-

"Warrior!"