The sun was shining, the wind was tinged with warmth, the snow on the ground had turned to silt, and the sky was incredibly blue, with no clouds, no birds, and not the slightest flaw.

Daliang Shen Xiuming glanced up, greedily inhaling a large puff of air, as if inhaling a little would be less, "This kind of weather really shouldn't be the time for dead people." ”

The horse he sat down nodded and neighed, as if very much in line with his master's opinion.

"Shhhh Mu Feihuang next to him reminded in a low voice, "We are lucky enough, we stayed behind with the princess, and the soldiers in front of us haven't complained yet." ”

"I'm not complaining...... Shen Xiuming defended himself, but he still chose to shut up, indeed, it's not time to talk about life and death. In fact, he has no fear in his heart, and even feels that death is an acceptable ending, and at this moment, he looks back on his life, and he feels that he has no regrets, he has lost his hometown and relatives, and he has never made remarkable progress on the path of cultivation, but he is not happy, because the most important thing is still there.

"The Taoist priests came out. Someone shouted, and the soldiers at the gate looked up.

Dozens of people flew to the western front with imperial weapons or beasts, and less than ten of them were true Taoist priests, and the others were loose cultivators. Mu Xingqiu was also among them, and when he flew over the heads of the soldiers, he suddenly descended and waved to everyone, causing a cheer.

There were many veterans of the Western Sect in the army at the gate of the city, and they were full of admiration for this brave general Mu, and they were very sorry that they could not fight side by side with him.

Shen Xiuming grinned, he knew that Mu Xingqiu had come over to greet him on purpose, but unfortunately his smile was blocked by the helmet, and he raised his free left arm and waved it at his good friend.

That's the most important thing for him. Even after losing a qiē, he still has his best friend, and this friendship is not perfect. There have been many twists and turns, and the time for the two to get together is getting less and less, but he knows that Mu Xingqiu, who is flying in the air, is still his best friend, even if he has long been unable to keep up with the pace of the Taoist priest, the friendship still binds them together.

"Don't admit defeat, Brother Xiaoqiu, never admit defeat. Shen Xiuming muttered in a low voice in his helmet to prevent others from hearing it.

The sound of silk and bamboo sounded in the city, which was a signal that the big man was about to come out. The thousands of soldiers at the gates of the city all turned their direction and faced the road out of the city, lined with spears, forming a tight iron wall with soldiers in full armor.

The commanders of the various armies continued to go out of the city, and the first was the Saint Fu Dynasty's Zuofu Great Fu Master Qu Xun, riding in a wide chariot drawn by sixteen horses, he sat on a special throne, his expression was majestic and haughty, and his long face was matched with a high nine-fold crown. It's like a living statue. In front of him were three kings, one and two pairs, and behind them stood three talisman masters and three personal guards in exaggerated armor, holding the banners of the Dragon Guest Society, the royal family, and the Qu Shun individual.

A guard parked at the gate followed. The largest number, almost 1,500 people.

Like the vast majority of people, Shen Xiuming was amazed by the panache of the Zuofu Great Fu Master, and that chariot was loaded with ten people. Still empty, sixteen horses were all white, tall and strong. And Pang Shan Jinwei is not far behind. But he had no admiration in his heart, and although he had only been on the battlefield once, he had already thought like a veteran: style and majesty were burdens on the battlefield.

The second boss to come out of the city was the princess of Xijieguo, who had earned herself the highest position among the major vassal states, the result of a series of intense struggles, and she herself never came forward, only to give advice behind the scenes, and the guilty Xin Taifu and Chen Zhiwei were responsible for negotiating with all parties.

The princess was wearing a full set of armor, and there were only two people behind her, one was Mrs. Xin, who had no official position, and the other was Pan Sanye, a veteran holding the Qilin flag, and then behind was the three-headed Pangshan Iron Qilin, and the little unicorn flea in the middle actually had a helmet on its head, and only a few people knew that there was really a head in the helmet.

The cheers suddenly sounded, not only the guards of the Xijie country, but also the soldiers of the Dongjie country and other countries, all of them shouted with their best strength, this voice had no real words and meaning, just an expression of affection.

Some of the soldiers saw it with their own eyes, and some of them heard it from others, that in any case, the princess's heroic act of taking part in the battle with her weak body had taken root in the hearts of the people, and it was an act that the soldiers sincerely admired, and it was also the royal family for whom they were willing to fight.

The shouts at the city gate were so loud that they overwhelmed the roaring hooves of horses, and even Qu Xungui, who was walking in front, couldn't help but glance back, his face still expressionless.

The princess's guard consisted of just over two hundred people, all of whom she trusted the most.

The soldiers at the gates of the city followed the commanders and departed, leaving behind the mud trampled by the horses' hooves, and behind them, a tall wooden altar was erected on the ruins of the crumbling walls.

No one noticed that there were already four more people on the altar, which had been empty just now.

Zuo Liuying sat on top of a futon, for today's decisive battle, he didn't want to waste any mana, even a small spell like floating in the air refused to cast. His hands were crossed in front of his abdomen, palms facing up, holding the small pagoda of the patriarch, without showing any peculiarities.

On the left hand of the Forbidden Secret Throne stood Lan Qi Zhang, his only task was to wait for the battle to begin, waiting for the opportunity to fly to the Demon Fire Mountain, this was his last day, he had been waiting for more than a month, and the expression on his face did not fluctuate.

The right hand is Fangfang, she failed to fight with the other Taoist priests as she wished, Zuo Liuying wants to fight the Giant Demon King with all her might, and needs her to stay by her side to help and do some simple things. Fang Fang looked into the distance, the Taoist priests and scattered cultivators who came out first had flown for nearly a hundred miles, she immediately recognized a familiar figure in the group of people, Xiao Qiu, as usual, flew at the front of the team, which made her proud and worried.

Standing behind Zuo Liuying was Zeng Fu, she didn't have Neidan, she didn't know how to spell, the Taoist priests and monks in the air in the distance were just a small group of black spots in her eyes, but the several armies that were neatly distributed on the ground looked clear.

"Alas, it's hard to get so lined up, and the meeting will be chaotic. Seat, you are so capable, can't you defeat the demon soldiers by yourself? You have to let so many people kill and kill. ”

Zeng Fu waited for a while, shook his head helplessly, and didn't seem to get an answer from Zuo Liuying. She asked again, "What about the demon soldiers, why haven't I seen any of them, and the mountain of demon fire always appears in my dreams." I can't see it in broad daylight?"

Fang Fang took a step back, approached Zeng Fu, and pointed to the west, "Do you see that light-colored cloud? ”

As far as the eye could see, there was indeed a large cloud in the west, like a high wall, dividing the earth into two, and the clouds were mainly light black, mixed with various bright colors, like vines and plants clinging to the wall. The direction that Fang Fang is pointing into. The color of the clouds and mist was lighter, and Zeng Fu stared at it for a while, and now something was flickering in the clouds.

This is indeed the Demon Fire Mountain that has leveled the Old Ancestor Peak, and it is constantly spewing flames.

"It seems to have gotten bigger again, a little higher than the real mountain. Zeng Fu shook his head again, and suddenly said in a begging voice: "Seat, please, use all your skills, don't let the Demon Fire Mountain kill so many people again." You've lived hundreds of years, they've only been decades, and some of them are just children. ”

Zuo Liuying still didn't answer, he could directly let his words appear in Zeng Fu's mind. But he didn't do it, he just looked at the Demon Fire Mountain opposite, and the distance of two hundred miles seemed like a stone's throw to him.

It was Fangfang who comforted her, "Don't worry." We will defeat the demon soldiers and retake Pang Mountain, because the two of you are confident, because we have no way back. Certainly braver. ”

"We still cherish life more than demon soldiers. Zeng Fu added, with a glimmer of hope in his voice.

Lan Qizhang spoke, "Tell you two to be quiet. ”

Fang Fang smiled, stood back in place, Zeng pouted, didn't squeak again, in fact, she really wanted to ask Lan Qizhang, about to die, didn't he have a little hesitation in his heart?

Even if Zuo Liuying didn't give the order, Zeng Fu wouldn't ask, this was an insult to Lan Qizhang, and he said it very clearly, even if there was a trace of fear in his heart, he couldn't use the technique of shattering pills.

The day is already dawning, the human army is in formation, chariots, cavalry, infantry, and talisman divisions are all in place, because there are several countries to which they belong, so there are many and complicated flags, no one can completely distinguish them, everyone can only stare at the flags of their own country, their own commanders, and their own generals.

Strangely, the entire battlefield was unusually quiet, as if everyone was waiting for a long-awaited review, rather than an existential battle.

Mu Xingqiu had already developed the habit of detecting people's hearts at any time, the range was wider than before, he couldn't help but glance back, he didn't understand where the confidence of these human armies came from, if they also had heavenly eyes like the Taoist priests flying in front of them, and could see through the unclean qi, they probably wouldn't be so indifferent.

The army of the demon clan is not only 70,000, but in just a few days, they have increased a large number of troops, and they will only be more than the human army.

Mu Xingqiu completely believed in Xin Taifu's guess, so many demon soldiers rushed to support, there was only one possibility: the sacrificial country had fallen to the forces of the demon land.

The composition of the demon army is complex, with a large number of infantry and cavalry, the mounts are strange, although they are not as magnificent as the strange beasts conjured up by Sanxiu, but they are more real and powerful, at least three hundred ice and snow giant elephants are at the forefront of the cavalry, covered with layers of heavy armor, shaking huge heads and long tusks from time to time, the trunk is upturned, and a dense mist is sprayed out from the nostrils.

The Ice Giants don't have knights on their backs, and they are a group of intelligent beasts and demons, not beasts that only know how to charge.

A large number of wolf cavalry and bear cavalry lined up behind, and this time they did not dare to charge alone. The sky is full of flying demons, closely coordinated with all classes, and they also did not rush forward.

This is a well-trained demon army.

But all the demon soldiers together are not as good as the Demon Fire Mountain at the front, there are thousands of holes on its body, half of them are spewing flames, half of them are absorbing unclean qi, and they shake gently, and they will roll forward at any time, sweeping away a qiē.

Mu Xingqiu didn't see Qi Wusu's figure.

At the end of the day, the unclean qi two hundred miles west of the city began to retreat, revealing the huge army inside.

Two light winds, respectively from the east and west, came in the direction of each other at an extremely fast degree, traversing the entire battlefield, colliding in no man's land, and with a loud bang, a gully dozens of miles long and several zhang deep appeared on the surface.

The two breezes did not stop, crossed and went straight to the opposing position.

Zuo Liuying and Qi Wushang confronted each other head-to-head for the first time, and they were not shocked, but they each killed thousands of soldiers on the other side, thousands of soldiers who didn't know where the danger came from, and were not even ready to take a step forward.

(There are more things than imagined, and there is not enough time, so I have to update a chapter every day, and the sixteenth is normal, please understand) (to be continued......)

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