Chapter 58: The Mountains Are Right
In the ancient blessed land, in the cave that had been silent for thousands of years, a body sitting on a futon quietly turned into a pool of pus and blood.
This kind of thing doesn't just happen in a certain blessed land, in the frozen ice coffin, in the magma engulfed volcano, there is a body turned into a pool of pus and blood.
These people, who were the weakest in their lives, were all famous in the world to deter real people, and they had the hope of relying on the blessed land and the secret methods of the sect to survive the depletion of spiritual energy for three thousand years.
However, they had already been planted with the Blood God Son by Guo Tianjie in the last Spiritual Qi Tide Era.
At the moment when Tianjian was completely defeated, the Blood God Son on their bodies exploded, and the real people who had not yet awakened fell under the backlash of the Blood God Son without resistance.
Half an hour later, the old-faced monk opened the silent cave, glanced at the pus and blood on the ground, and casually crossed a name from the list with a red line with a red pen.
On the roster, most of the names have been crossed out, and only a few names remain.
Even if there is a blessed place to provide aura, and there is a sect's secret technique to proclaim itself, how can ordinary people persist after three thousand years of time changes?
Even if it is a real person who is high above, it is doomed that most of them will not be able to successfully survive the 3,000-year period of spiritual energy exhaustion.
They either fell into a deep sleep and did not wake up from a dream, or their internal exercises were disordered and went mad, and their deaths were strange, turning into a pool of pus and blood, which can only be said to be ordinary.
This incident didn't even make any waves on the Ask the Question forum, because the death of a real person who has not yet awakened is so common that no one will go out of their way to tell about it, and no one will care.
Compared with this matter, the sect monks were more concerned about the traces of the old demon.
But no one knew that behind that pool of pus and blood, what it represented was the fall of the Lord of the Blood River Yuan Tu Dao.
Around the Yunfu mountains, everyone witnessed the scene of the change of day and night, and the rise of the glorious sun made countless living beings tremble.
Everyone could feel that under that round of sun, it seemed to be pregnant with a terrifying force that was enough to turn thousands of miles of land into scorched earth.
No one knows where that great day came from, or what happened in that barren mountain.
Even the mountain gods in the Yunfu Mountains could only feel a moment of dazedness and fear at this moment.
The mountain border has been facing each other for many days, and there is constantly news that the demon clan and the mountain god have been killed, and the spirit of all the demon clans has long been tense to the limit.
And as the golden sun that expelled all evil was rising, under the horror of the heart, there was finally a demon clan who lost their minds in fear.
"Kill!"
The roar that shook the sky resounded in the sky, and under the confrontation, a large number of demon clans' already tense minds subconsciously followed the roar, just like the demon clan of locusts crossing the border entangled with demon qi and rushed out of the mountains, and the dark clouds pressed down like a calamity descending into the world.
"Fire!"
The roar of artillery fire exploded, and a large amount of ammunition poured down towards the positions beyond the mountains in an instant, and the dense explosion and fire engulfed those demon clans who rushed out of the mountains.
The blood was evaporated by the heat the moment it gushed out, the stumps and severed arms flew away, and the entire position was filled with gunpowder smoke, covering the entire position that stretched for several kilometers.
However, in the sound of gunpowder smoke and fire, a demon clan with a demonic energy entangled in it rushed out of the explosion position at a speed comparable to that of a high-speed car, and rushed towards the direction of the Zhennan Army.
The seemingly strong explosion only took away some of the demons, but it was not enough to wipe out all these little demons.
The little demons at the bottom are not smart enough, but the big demons at the top are not stupid, and many of them are knowledgeable demons who already know the power of modern human weapons.
But they still dare to charge head-on, and naturally they rely on it.
The physical bodies of the demon clan are far beyond ordinary creatures, and when the demons gather, there are big demons who mobilize demon qi to protect these little demons, and ordinary bullets can only penetrate the demon qi, and they can't even cause any injuries to them.
Only when they are hit by artillery fire in the front can they forcibly disperse the demonic energy on their bodies and expose their bodies to the explosion of gunpowder.
But the little demons are extremely fast, and they can't be locked with ordinary artillery fire at all, and the large-scale bombardment can only consume part of the little demons.
The dense demon clan flocked to the Zhennan Army like a tide, and the wise generals of the Zhennan Army gave orders to the command center with a serious expression.
"Howitzer ready!"
"Air Force support in place!"
"Bomb dropping!"
Hundreds of huge howitzer barrels lifted up with a dull roar.
Fighter planes roared past high in the sky, loaded with huge aerial bombs, each of which could carry thousands of kilograms of high explosives, and the high-strength weapons that should have been used against the fortifications were used against the flesh and blood frontal battlefield.
The sound of a huge explosion shook the mountains, flesh and blood evaporated rapidly in the firelight, and small mushroom clouds bloomed on the battlefield.
Under such a high-intensity bombardment, even the demon clan with the protection of the demon qi could only be wiped out, and no demon clan could rush through that bombing area.
Just as a round of howitzers had been fired and was ready to start reloading, a miserable wail rang out in the camp.
A large hole had collapsed in the ground, and a huge pangolin three meters high had emerged from the tunnel and grabbed a soldier of the Zhennan Army.
Under the sharp teeth, it was easy to tear the flesh and bite the bones, and the dense gunfire rang out at the first time, but it was easily blocked by the layer of scale armor attached to the demonic power.
"It's the Qi Transformation Realm Demon Clan!"
In the excavated tunnel, a series of powerful figures jumped out of it, and their eyes rushed into the artillery position with violent eyes, and their powerful bodies smashed the hideous cannon.
As the Demon Clan of the Transformation Qi Realm, they naturally did not need to appear on the frontal battlefield.
The task given to them by the mountain gods is to destroy the artillery positions, as long as these annoying artillery fire are eliminated, ordinary human soldiers will definitely not be able to restrain the little demons that roam the mountains.
A horse-headed demon clan grinned and stretched out his palm to crush the human soldier in front of him, and the next moment, a dazzling sword light pierced the night sky and forcibly cut off his palm.
"The demon clan is evil, and you can't catch it yet!"
A loud roar sounded in the night sky, and then more than ten aura of the Transformation Qi Realm appeared in this camp, and there were still a large number of Transformation Qi Realm monks in the large camp not far away.
The battle is about to break out, spells and witchcraft fly together, and supernatural powers and natural supernatural powers collide, directly turning the artillery position into a battlefield of killing.
In the middle of the camp, Zhennanhou looked at the direction of the artillery position with a calm face, and said with a cold expression:
"The fish has already taken the bait, open the No. 2 and No. 3 artillery positions to take over the frontal battlefield, and ask the qi practitioners of Laojun Mountain to launch a large array at any time to leave all these demon clans behind.
I want to use the lives of these demon clans to tell the Lord of Yunfu Mountain that my human race is not a weak lamb to be bullied! β
To the west of the battalion, more intensive howitzers rang out, and the front line was blocked by dazzling fire.
In the artillery position where the demon clan appeared, the battle situation at this time had already entered a white-hot level, and a large number of demon clan and human race immortal cultivators were fighting each other.
When he heard the cannon sound again, the pangolin resisted a spell and roared in a loud voice:
"We have all been deceived by these humans, this is just a faΓ§ade, the real artillery position is still to come!"
"Withdraw!"
The surface of the body turned into a streamer, and the pangolin tried to use its natural powers to escape to the ground.
"Want to withdraw? Did you ask me? β
An indifferent voice sounded, and the earth trembled, and a huge yin and yang gossip array appeared deep in the ground, and the earth that could have escaped at will seemed to have turned into steel.
Above the sky, the formation patterns rose into the sky, and finally connected with a three-legged treasure tripod.
Under that treasure, heaven, earth and man stand together, and all methods of escape are completely forbidden.
"Lingbao Sancai mixed Yuan Ding, you are the Moli of Laojun Mountain!"
"Didn't you have an agreement with the Lord of Yunfu Mountain that you would never intervene in the affairs of Yunzhou?"
The pangolin's voice was full of desperation.
Sancai Mixed Yuan Ding is the treasure of Laojun Mountain, but it is difficult to recover from the grade falling to the spiritual treasure six thousand years ago, but it is still a rare treasure in the present world.
And Mo Li is also a contemporary Tianjiao cultivated by Lao Junshan after the tide of spiritual energy, and he has already stepped into the realm of qi cultivation at a young age.
And because Moli is a cultivation that he only stepped into after the tide of spiritual energy, and will not be restricted by this world, Moli holding a spiritual treasure can almost be regarded as the strongest person who is allowed to appear in this world under normal circumstances.
Mo Li stood tall in the sky in a blue robe, holding the Sancai Mixed Yuan Ding in his right hand, and his gaze indifferently swept over all the Qi Transformation Realm demon clans present.
"I didn't even send a qi cultivation demon, it seems that the Yunfu Mountain Lord is also taking them as outcasts."
The pangolin roared angrily:
"Your Laojun Mountain is treacherous, aren't you afraid that the Lord of Yunfu Mountain will uproot that Yunfu Fang City?"
With a wave of Mo Li's sleeve robe, the mountain imprint on the Sancai Mixed Yuan Ding appeared, and the bodies of all the demon clans shook as if they were carrying a heavy mountain, and they were forcibly suppressed on the ground.
"Kill all of you, won't anyone know about my attack?"
The pangolin's chest surged with qi and blood, and it suddenly spurted out.
Then the Baoding slowly opened, and a Dan fire rose from the Ding, turning the entire large array into a sea of fire.
The array patterns blended, as if the entire large array had turned into a Dan furnace, and the demon clan was bathed in the sea of fire and constantly let out a terrible wail, but even if the talent and gods were exhausted, they could not escape the shackles of the Dan furnace.
Half an hour later, there was no trace of the demon clan in the great array.
"Good!"
Zhennanhou, who had just arrived here, looked at the scene in front of him with an excited expression.
Just now, the Yunfu demons attacked for a long time and did not see results, and the little demons under their command also suffered heavy casualties under the artillery fire, and their morale was lost, and they finally chose to retreat.
He had ordered the armored forces to advance along all lines and drive those hateful demons back into the mountains.
Zhennanhou even envisioned setting up a camp on the outskirts of the Yunfu Mountains to monitor and restrict the movements of the Yunfu demons at all times.
When the big array dissipated, the Marquis of Zhennan said eagerly to Mo Li, who was holding the three talents mixed with Yuan Ding:
"Since Monk Mo has come here with such a heavy treasure, why don't you join up with the southern army of our town and attack the Yunfu Mountains together?
This time, the elite of the demon clan suffered heavy losses, coupled with the firepower cover of the Zhennan army, it will definitely be able to give the Yunfu demon clan a heavy blow! β
Mo Li's expression wrinkled slightly, and he shook his head slightly.
"Please forgive me for being rude, Lord Zhennan Hou doesn't seem to know anything about the Yunfu Mountains.
The Yunfu group of demons, the mountain gods, and even those few Qi Transformation Realm demons were not worried, but among the Yunfu mountains, no one could defeat the Yunfu Mountain Lord. β
Zhennanhou looked angry: "Even if you use a strategic nuclear bomb, you can't do it?" β
Mo Li didn't speak, but stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the Yunfu mountains.
"Zhennanhou, please take a look."
Before Zhennanhou could deviate from his gaze, a strong earthquake appeared on the land in the next moment.
The mountains on the periphery of the Yunfu Mountains collapsed, and the earth turned over like an earth dragon, and the massive amount of earth surged to destroy all the positions that the demon clan had not been able to take for a long time.
A huge crack stretched across the border, blocking the way of the armored forces.
This earthquake happened so coincidentally, so suddenly, that the Zhennan army, which had not suffered a single casualty on the frontal battlefield of the demon clan, suffered unimaginable heavy losses.
Numerous armored vehicles and soldiers were buried in the surging earth, and huge cracks swallowed up the indestructible tank armor.
Zhennanhou looked at the scene in front of him with a shocked expression, and his voice had become extremely dry.
"This is the Yunfu Mountain Lord's means?"
Mo Li nodded, his face solemn as never before.
"The reason why the Lord of Yunfu Mountain and the mountain gods did not make a move at the first time is probably because they were afraid of the great sun that rose in the mountains, so the Marquis of Zhennan could make contributions so easily in this battle."
"You must know that the Lord of Yunfu Mountain is not a barren mountain god, but a mountain god sealed by the Heavenly Court, who is in charge of the divine edict.
Within these cloudsy mountains, he is the master of everything! β
(End of chapter)