Chapter 513: Ten Thousand Demons Fight Across the Sea, and the Sword in the Box Reappears (4)

Under Qing Xuan's whimsical ideas, the Immortal Dao Alliance Coalition Army, which guarded half of Erhai Lake, showed the entire Erhai battlefield in the pattern of a Go chessboard. The chessboard-shaped battlefield is divided into 361 intersections by 19 parallel lines to each other, and if there is a battle in the Erhai Sea, the more than 300 intersections marked can help the monks of the Immortal Dao Alliance lock the direction at the first time and then carry out targeted support.

And at such an intersection of 361 points, in the peripheral directions of due north, south, east and west, there are eight star positions. On the chessboard of the Erhai Battlefield, the allied forces of the Ten Thousand Demons and the Demons occupy three star positions due north, the Immortal Dao Alliance alliance forces occupy three star positions due south, and the star position in the middle of the two armies is called Tianyuan, and the vast area is called the middle abdomen.

For example, today, the middle abdomen of Yuan has been attacked by the demon army, and the situation is precarious.

All the generals of the Great Desolate Hall on the lookout tower have already led their own soldiers and horses to prepare for a death battle.

The two female figures, one black and one green, looked coldly at the end of Erhai Lake.

The demon army of the black cloud pressure realm arrived as scheduled, and the four-legged sea-stepping monster in the center of the army formation was as thick as a temple pillar, and it was a mountain-swallowing beast in the demon domain that was famous and only worked for the royal clan.

The graceful and luxurious Fifth Prince Ying Mo Sheng seemed to be dressed widely, but under the robe was actually a sturdy body that was not bloated at all, he lifted a Immortal Dao Alliance outpost monk who had his arms brutally cut off, squinted his eyes and asked: "How many soldiers are hidden in your coastal fortress?" As long as you say it, I can give you a good time, otherwise your fate will be similar to your group of robes who can't survive but can't die." ”

Win Mosheng was expressionless, and writhed the neck bone of the monk, who was about the captain, and forced him to look under the mountain swallower.

The monk's eyes were bloodshot when his arms were cut off and he couldn't struggle!

His team members are like scaled fish locked on the board, and the low-level monsters used as cannon fodder by the demon army use knives, brutally chopping up the limbs of the Terran monks who have no power to resist, and grabbing those fresh flesh and blood to feast on. However, the monks were also fed the strange Gu of Southern Xinjiang, and the sharp knives also deliberately avoided the vital point, so that the monks could not be angry for a while, so they had to wail and watch themselves being cut by a thousand knives.

And the fate of the female monk was even more miserable, after being peeled like a lamb, she was thrown directly into the wave of monsters and humiliated, Bai Ruoshengxue's skin was quickly drowned in the instinctive desire of the ugly monster, there was no crying, only the sound of flesh and skin as heavy as a drum. More than a dozen bodies as smooth as mutton fat and white jade, with only a few sticks of incense, were played with under the crotches of countless monsters into a lump of flesh that could not be seen in human form at all.

What is Hell? This is Hell.

The fifth prince, who prides himself on being the best at playing with people's hearts, said with a smile: "Do you want to be the food on the plate of the demon army and be cut by a thousand knives, or choose to go on the road decently, have you thought about it?"

The monk, whose arms had been cut off but whose spine was still straight, replied with a mouthful of bloody arrows.

The blood arrow was only half a foot away from the faces of the five princes, and it was burned into nothingness.

Win Mo Sheng grinned coldly at the corner of his mouth, raised his arm and carried his boundless strength, and threw this Terran monk who dared to disobey him high in the direction of the coastal fortress, and then smashed it on the sea like a meteorite, and in an instant, the flesh and bones were shattered into mud, and the blood splattered on the towering composite armor cluster barrier, full of dazzling scarlet.

The tragic death of Pao Ze and the provocation of the demons made the assembled Immortal Dao Alliance coalition troops grit their teeth, and they all increased their efforts to clench the weapons in their hands.

They are all waiting for Senior Brother Jun Mo at the front of the military array to give an order, and they will completely crush these god-killing demon mongrels into ashes!

The war is about to start, and many soldiers who belong to the Great Wilderness Hall have their eyes slightly closed, and they are silently reciting a simple poem in their hearts that the senior brother often recites and then spreads throughout Cangzhou.

Dahuang Erlang has a gun in his hand, protects his hometown, and kills the wolf;

The iron-blooded gun soul is still there, looking back, the plum blossoms are fragrant.

Jun Mo, who was scarlet as red as blood in the cloak behind his back, began to drag the gun and run, the tip of the gun pierced the blue waves and rolled into a thunderbolt, and the thunder dragon snake swam, and the tip of the gun suddenly lifted up and moved forward.

The Immortal Dao Alliance and the Demon Army charged almost at the same time.

The Erhai Lake, which is destined to be unstable today, is only surging in an instant!

In the battle conference room, the two lines of tide on the peeping sand table with clear lines were aimed at the middle of Tianyuan and advanced wildly with lightning speed, and several war divisions on both sides of the Immortal Dao Alliance alliance army in the south with the number of rangers made a huge arc, avoiding the meat grinder battlefield that must have suffered heavy casualties in the front, and launched a huge cone and arrow formation that was incomparable, intending to launch a surprise attack from the two wings of the demon army's relatively weak defensive strength.

The two tides will eventually meet, and meeting is like flesh and bones.

Jun Mo stepped on a dazzling thunder pool that stretched for thousands of feet in the stormy waves, and the target was directly aimed at the two princes who had been on the mountain swallowing beast for a long time.

A monk of the Great Desolate Hall and the elite of the demon clan sent the weapon in their hands into each other's chest at the same time, and the blood groove of the broken knife in the hand of the elite of the demon clan was extremely large, and the back of the knife was shaped like fangs, and with only a slight pull, a pile of minced flesh and bone residue with pink blood blisters was pulled out from the huge wound on the chest of the monk of the Great Desolation Hall. The monk of the Great Wilderness Hall ignored the heavy blow, twisted the meteorite gun in his hand again and again, and the qi machine penetrated the tip of the spear and then exploded, blasting the elite chest of the demon clan out of a blood hole the size of a sea bowl, and his heart was shattered, and he couldn't die anymore.

Knowing that he was certain to die, the monk of the Great Wilderness Hall did not draw out the broken knife that pierced the back of his chest, drew his gun and staggered to charge again, the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth was like a stream, he smiled miserably and said that killing one is not a loss, killing two and turning one. It's just that before he took a heavy step, he was slashed obliquely along the shoulder blade to the waist and abdomen by the other demon elites who followed closely behind, and the scarlet belly and intestines fell into the sea, and the upper body of the monk of the Great Wilderness Hall who had just reached the crown fell into the blue waves, and closed his eyes forever.

The war scenes in the immortal cultivation realm are actually far less dazzling than the mouths of storytellers in the world, except for those top powers who can influence and even dominate the direction of the battle, the rushing battle below the Yuanying realm are all simple and ruthless moves that divide life and death in the blink of an eye, and those useless tricks can only be reduced to funeral objects if they are placed on such a cruel battlefield where life and death are divided when they meet.

The inner gate sword cultivators of Qingyun Peak and Tianjian Peak, which swept across the sea at a low altitude, competed with the demon cultivators who controlled the monsters and birds.

The terrifying monster with two wings on its back and four wings shaped like a bat was extremely terrifying, relying on the hurricane pulled out by the high-speed flight and the natural sonic supernatural power to cause heart-wrenching casualties to the original Immortal Dao Alliance Alliance. This time, thousands of sword cultivators from Qingyun Mountain came prepared, claiming the hearing and sea consciousness in their five senses, and completely relying on their sharp eyes to fight the enemy.

For a while, thousands of spiritual light and sword lights over the Erhai Sea converged into a great river wave that was not inferior to the blue waves of the Erhai Sea, and collided violently with the roaring monster and bird clusters.