The territory of Wujiagou is a good place for defense, with mountain peaks on all sides, the ravines in front of it are bent and uneven, and it is very difficult for ordinary people to walk, as for the devil in the battle, it is no exception.

"Hahaha~~~ The king has an order, take Wujiagou today, and double the reward!" The leading monster was very arrogant.

"Drink, drink, drink, kill, kill!" ~~~~~~ kill!" the black pressure pressed into a group, and the demon army rushed over with great strength.

The third disciple Mo Youba really couldn't help it, and he single-handedly killed to the front.

"Third Senior Brother!~~~ Third Senior Brother!"

There is a big difference between a heads-up and a group fight. As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands. It's not false at all, the menacing devil didn't take Mo Youba in his eyes at all. One was killed and one came up with a pair, and after being killed, a pair came up with four or five, and four or five were easily eliminated, and it was a group of demons that came up.

The level is very important to be on the battlefield, and in the absence of rank, rushing into battle will only put yourself in danger more and add trouble to more people who care about you.

Seeing that the guards and Mo Youba on the field were about to be unable to support it. In an instant, a large number of demon soldiers had already divided and surrounded Mo Youba's team, but at this critical moment, everyone was scared, and it was probably too late to be rescued.

"Master!" the eldest disciple Qiao Yifan began to get anxious.

I saw a flash of light suddenly falling, completely covering the battlefield, and the strong geomagnetic force absorbed all the monsters that were fighting, but the human troops were safe. In an instant, the men and horses of each team were very frightened. A white figure flickered, followed by the reverberating heavenly sound, "Third Senior Brother, lead Senior Brother to leave the battlefield quickly, I will destroy these monsters!" The voice was mixed with a rare harshness, which was the use of internal forces, pushing the volume to move continuously, and the plucked sound formed in the breath.

"I'm going to kill them!" Wu Youba was unwilling, at this moment, Qiao Yifan came at the right time, divided by two by three, got Wu Youba, and left the battlefield.

"The ninth cutting of the Heavenly Power Martial God Palm is like a mud style, up!"

At that moment, everyone was stunned. It was as if he was not here to participate in the war, but as the master said, he came here to observe.

The flying devil's cave head coiled in the air, constantly spinning back and forth, and a helpless scream penetrated into people's hearts. The most disgusting thing is that before the god of death took it away, the demon organs connected to the skull, bloodily sprayed out (these are all undigested after cannibalism), which is enough to make everyone present feel heartache.

It was useless to scream loudly, thousands of auroras and flashes of light rushed out, and with the shuttle of light, the black smoke was cut and cut, and the cool sky suddenly became radiant and bright. What was dumped was the countless devil dead corpses that had lost their demon souls and combat effectiveness, and seriously, the corpses turned into a cloud of black smoke, goods at all!