in the corner.

Wounded barracks.

Bai Haitang leaned against the wall, with only one arm left, looking at the direction of Yu Mo and Xu Yuanqing from a distance.

She couldn't make out what they were saying.

But after seeing Xu Yuanqing leave, she stood up with the only remaining arm to support herself, staggered and picked up the spear leaning against the wall, ran against the other wounded, and disappeared.

……

"Damn!"

"There are so many brutes!"

"I can't stop it."

Zhao Zicheng snorted and repelled a demon master, and he also took a few steps back, barely standing firm.

Like a fierce beast, Atai let out a roar of rage, constantly rushing and killing in the herd, and his body was also covered with scars.

But what is desperate is that there are still a steady stream of demon beasts pouring into the deep mountains.

On the top of the mountain.

Xin Yongfeng, who had never moved, finally slowly opened his eyes at this moment.

"Yumo, that's what you said... Chances? ”

Xin Yongfeng looked into the distance and muttered to himself.

The next moment, the Scepter quietly appeared behind him.

Wisps of spiritual energy spread across every piece of land in the deep mountains, and the faint veins under their feet emitted a faint light at this moment.

"The power of technology..."

"Really... Does it work..."

Xin Yongfeng whispered softly, floating in the air.

At this time, there were not many soldiers left in the reserves, and on the mountains, as far as the eye could see, they were all demon beasts.

Only Zhao Zicheng and them are still among the beasts, like a flat boat in the sea, which may be destroyed at any time.

"Deep in the mountains for many years..."

"Today..."

"It's time to start, too."

As Xin Yongfeng's voice fell, the veins burst out with shining light at this moment!

Spatial cracks inexplicably appeared in mid-air, harvesting the lives of demon beasts.

But compared to that huge number, it seems so weak.

Xin Yongfeng smiled bitterly and took out a small remote control in his arms: "Yu Mo... I hope you didn't hurt me..."

Gently press your finger on the button of the remote control.

The next second...

There was a wave of heat in the air!

Dazzling light, violent roar...

completely blocked everyone's view.

Explosions sounded!

On the basis of the original explosives, there is a terrifying aura inside.

One of Yu Mo's only two hole cards...

It is also all the explosives that have been researched in the laboratory for many years...

It's all here.

I don't know how many demon crystals are incorporated into these explosives, and at the moment of explosion, the effect is so shocking.

Time seems to stand still.

Three seconds later, Xin Yongfeng came back to his senses.

It's like it's cleared.

Those present, under the Demon King Realm, all the demon beasts died...

Even this deep mountain is half missing out of thin air, and there are still boulders that keep collapsing and falling.

Including those demon kings, they were all seriously injured under the terrifying aura shock.

Only the Eight Senses, the Demon Lord, can barely be affected.

"Huh?"

"Yu Mo is really prepared!"

"I seem to have been calculated by him, he saw it, I will pay attention to this deep mountain!"

"It's really..."

"You can always inadvertently shade me."

The old white ape sighed a little.

Then his eyes fell on the rest of his life.

At this time, the rest of his life was completely unable to move, as if he was frozen in place.

I couldn't see the emotions in his heart at all.

"But it doesn't matter..."

"I finally understand what Yu Mo is planning."

"He bets you can win, so what he has to do now is to work hard to make as few people die as possible..."

"I really trust you enough."

"Don't live up to his trust in you, look with your heart, feel with your heart..."

"I'm still waiting for you."

"The show begins."

"Crush all the emotions in your heart."

The old white ape said with a smile.

……

"Really... That's a lot of energy..."

"One, two..."

"Fifteen demon lords, really... I really look up to us..."

Zhao Zicheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a sneer.

In this deep mountain, there are only him, Mu Yu, Atai, Lin Xiaoxiao, Xin Yongfeng, and five Bajue, and four of them are seriously injured.

In the face of fifteen demon lords who maintained their peak combat power, this was a desperate number.

Xin Yongfeng slowly landed in the void.

With his staff in his hand, he stood at the forefront.

"Let's go..."

"This is my mountain..."

"It's my life, too."

Xin Yongfeng said softly and looked at Zhao Zicheng and a few people behind him.

"Old Xin..."

"No... Don't you treat your brothers as people? ”

"I... We're not dead yet. ”

"Ink Academy..."

"There are no deserters."

Zhao Zicheng said with a smile and ease, then took out the porcelain bottle in his pocket, poured out a few pills, and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Before everyone dies, kill three..."

"That's it!"

Zhao Zicheng said slowly.

With a hearty smile, Atai scratched his head, took two steps forward, and stood at the front of everyone.

The blood was still dripping from the wound.

It's just that when he looked at everyone, he was still smiling, but when he turned to face those demon lords, he was like a mad beast for a moment, and his eyes were so hideous.

Lin Xiaoxiao gently stroked the big white hair with one hand.

It's just that the originally soft hair is condensed at this moment because it is stained with blood.

It looks a little ugly.

"No..."

"I can do it all now..."

"It's just me..."

Suddenly, Mu Yu's voice sounded.

He put one hand on his tombstone and smiled as he spoke.

"Done?"

"Now is not the time to pretend to be forced, Lao Mu, you take it easy."

Zhao Zicheng frowned slightly, looked at Mu Yu and asked.

"Ten minutes..."

"Hold them off for ten minutes..."

Mu Yu was slightly distracted and gave a number.

"Ten minutes?"

Zhao Zicheng muttered: "It's all ... A hope. ”

"I can't promise to last ten minutes, but I can promise..."

"As long as I'm alive..."

"No one will touch you."

Zhao Zicheng grinned and smiled.

Atai didn't speak, but his eyes became more determined.

"Hmm."

Mu Yu nodded and didn't speak.

The next moment, he sat cross-legged and sat on the ground, and the tombstone spun in a circle in mid-air and landed in front of him.

"The sky is clear and turbid, it is yin and yang."

“……”

Mu Yu's mouth kept murmuring, and wisps of black gas diffused out from the tombstone, floating in the air, with a faint coercion.

And in the distance, those demon masters also sensed that something was wrong, and rushed towards Mu Yu as soon as possible!

"Heh..."

"This is when our brothers don't exist."

"Class of 140..."

"It's not just the rest of my life..."

Zhao Zicheng spat out a mouthful of blood-stained spit and smiled disdainfully.