Outside the snowfield.

The four people suspended in the air saw this overwhelming demon beast, like a terrifying scene of locusts crossing the border.

Qi Shu was the first to come to his senses.

He jerked his head back and stared in the direction of the terracotta.

There is a fierce battle going on there, and if it is entangled in the bones, it is too late to retreat, and it is undoubtedly a devastating blow to encounter this beast tide launched by the power of the Eight Feet Mountain Ju Clan in the Western Regions.

Qi Shu's voice was hoarse, with a hint of ruthlessness: "Xiao Chongding is still in the beast tide!"

Say this to His Royal Highness.

The Tsing Yi Great God just glanced at the endless beast tide in the distance, and when Qi Shu hurriedly finished saying this, he didn't stop any longer, carrying Qi Shu and began to sweep in the direction of Fengsui, splashing firelight all the way, and the speed was several minutes more turbulent than when he came!

His Royal Highness and Lord County were a little pale.

Yi Xiao's eyes were already the color of complete gold, reflecting the lotus flower, penetrating the sight of the heavy snow, and seeing this unprecedented beast tide, at the farthest edge, there were still black shadows one after another, which were suddenly moved, fell on the ground, and immediately ran like flying.

The entire Western Regions is the territory of the Demon Clan.

If the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" really begins to bloom, it will be the light of the mountains and rivers, the sea and the sky gather a line, and since the war of the Eight Kingdoms has subsided, the snowy area is peaceful, so it ...... No one knows how much magic the demon clan has in this territory.

Even in Qi Liang's library, there was only a vague mention of the supremacy of the Sutra of Mountains and Seas, and among the treasures enshrined in the Chess Palace, there was no doubt that he was firmly seated on the supreme throne.

The spies of the human race, even if they walk into the vast snow of the Western Regions, will not be able to reach the end of the Western Regions.

Except for those great cultivators who had reached the highest level, who could know what the heavy snow in the Western Regions would look like after the Eight Feet Mountain?

Qi Shu wanted to rush back to Fengsui, and the big and small matters of the City Lord's Mansion needed him to deal with, and now it was the most serious crisis that Beigu Sudao had encountered for many years.

Qi Shu must first stabilize the morale of the army, as for how the demon clan used this method, if you want to investigate, you must first get through.

The terracotta snow is so cold that I don't know how many people will die and how many bones will freeze.

His Royal Highness took a deep breath, and he slowly turned his head.

Looking at the 30,000 beast tide that took the lead, that beast tide was comparable to the largest scale that Xiguan had encountered in recent years, but compared to the "section after section" of the demon beasts that moved from the Chess Palace, it could only be regarded as a small thing.

It turned out that these 30,000 were just appetizers for Fengsui, luring Qi Shu to take the bait, if Qi Shu swallowed this beast tide, then the demon clan would laugh at the entire Fengsui Great Wall, as well as the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers guarding the border.

The terracotta snow dyed red, and His Royal Highness took a deep breath.

"Xiao Chongding is still in the beast tide!"

The meaning of Qi Shu's words could not be more obvious, he had no spare strength to deal with personal matters, the defense line of the entire beacon was too long, and as the leader of Beigu Su Dao, he had to return to the City Lord's Mansion as soon as possible to deal with the decision.

Except for the four people who rushed to the red soil for the first time, no one else knew how shocking the scene in front of them was.

How much courage did the great sage of the demon clan have?

This should be a real power of the clan, right?

No one in the border knows anymore, and it only takes a moment, maybe an hour, for this demon clan force that has hollowed out the Western Regions like moving mountains and seas, and will rush to the terracotta, and finally hit the outside of Fengsui City.

Xiao Chongding, I don't know.

......

......

Xiao Chongding only knew how to rush and kill.

Qi Shu gave an order, and immediately ordered the people and horses guarding the terracotta patrol in the thirteenth district to evacuate, although it was a step late, it still played a role in stopping the loss.

The patrol force of the thirteen districts gathered most of the elite of the Great Wall of Fengsui.

The Ping Demon Division, the City Lord's Mansion, and the masters mobilized from the Xining Dao and the Dao Realm.

A cultivator who has transcended the Nine Ranks, in the midst of the sudden beast tide, receives the order of Qi Shu to retreat, so he no longer needs to fight to the death, and he is bent on survival, and he has a lot more vitality.

The gate of Fengsui City was wide open, and the black-armored iron cavalry met the beast tide, not only to intercept this beast tide in the terracotta, but also to kill a bloody path for the elite forces of the City Lord's Mansion of the Ping Demon Division and share the pressure of escaping.

Xiao Chongding's arm was a little sore, his halberd was stained with layers of demon blood, some of it was boiling like smoke above the tip of the halberd, and some were covered by the barrel of the gun under the tip of the halberd, which had been twisted into ice, and the vibrating rod behind his fingers was shaken into powder, flying like snow.

He seems to be tireless, brave as a god descending to earth, sitting majestically on top of the red rabbit, a man and a horse figure will win the mountain, and the momentum is strong.

There is no immortal wind dao bone of a cultivator, but the forest and anger that kills the gods burst out of his bones.

Seven in and seven out.

Silent.

Among the 30,000 beast tides, there was already a little chess prince who noticed this remarkably different human being, and just stared slightly, and recognized this Qi Liang's Great Highness.

A snow-white haired ape, dressed in a wide robe, held his breath and concentrated in the tide of beasts, hiding his killing intent very well.

He is from Nanlu Palace, and his master is Gu Shengcheng.

Gu Shengcheng told him that if an important person in Qi Liang led the army out and personally rushed to kill, he would have fallen for this plan.

He never thought that the crown prince of Qiliang, who had been named the "Marquis of Fengsui", would directly kill the enemy in person.

But it's really a battlefield killing god with amazing combat power.

In the midst of thousands of troops—

Inside the white monkey's robe, his hands were sealed, and he began to pinch the trick, and his lips buzzed slightly.

Suddenly, he felt a strong slash above his head, as if opening the heavens and the earth, and the majestic rivers and mountains were all in that blood-red light.

A big head jumped high, and was struck by a halberd in mid-air, like a watermelon bursting, exploding countless scarlet juices.

Xiao Chongding put away the halberd with an expressionless face, and the next moment he swung the halberd again, and the whole person shot out like an arrow, and the red rabbit ran to the feet of a white elephant raised high.

People to halberds.

The halberd light flashed, and the white elephant was cut into pieces, and the vitality of His Royal Highness was like a thread, and it cracked apart along the halberd light.

The halberd did not stop until the "fetus" hidden in the belly of the white elephant was picked out—

The white elephant "fetus" that was singled out, the body was no more than a foot long, the body of a rat was shrunk into a ball, but it was wearing a big yellow robe, it looked extremely demonic, covered in blood, trembling, and the ten white fingers were halfway knotted.

Xiao Chongding sneered, and recited a rat sentence with an expressionless face, and then the tip of the halberd trembled slightly, directly shaking it into foam.

In front of his neck, the Buddha card continued to tremble, and the Buddha's light continued to overflow.

This ray of Buddha's light guided him.

In the Shura field of 10,000 people, the small chess tricks of those chess palaces are extremely hidden, and the hiding of killing intent is almost seamless, but this Buddha card given by Qingshi contains the soul of the Bodhisattva, but if there is the slightest thought, it can be detected by His Royal Highness.

The so-called auspiciousness and avoidance of evil, unpredictable prophets, is probably so.

Qingshi gave this Buddha card that year, that is, it was calculated that there is scarlet luck is about to descend on Fengsui, Xiao Chongding has been here for a long time, shrouded in blood luck, if you can get the blessing of the Bodhisattva's soul, it will be much easier.

His Highness did not see it.

Inside his breastplate, the ancient Buddha card that blessed him with indomitable progress and rushed to kill on the battlefield at will, with the overflow of one after another ghostly light, gradually became dim.

On top of that Buddha card, a crack bloomed slightly.

"Click".

This shattered crack is not too deep, and at this moment, when the Buddha card is taken out of the breastplate, it also needs to be carefully traced to see the traces.

Every time the Buddha card blocks a catastrophe, there is a wisp of Bodhisattva soul.

If the amulet card is broken, there is no way to resist the calamity.

Xiao Chongding just rushed to kill.

Even if he doesn't have this Buddha card, he will never back down and be afraid.

He narrowed his Danfeng eyes, the corners of his lips turned up, he no longer looked like the wooden lump in Lanling City, and after picking up the halberd and putting on the blood armor, his whole body was covered with an indomitable bloody breath.

Indomitable Tiger Mountain——

Kill!

With my Beigu Sudao boy's blood!

Kill!

Also Qi Liang Nineteen Dao is peaceful!

Xiao Chongding's eyes were stained with blood, but he smiled more and more happily, showing his white teeth, not feeling tired at all, just moving forward and moving forward!

Unconsciously, behind him, the black-armored iron knight who had been rushing with him was left far behind him.

Truly alone, riding alone.

On the breastplate, the cracks of the Buddha card were dense, shrouded in a layer of blood light.

A yellow ape smashed down with both palms!

Xiao Chongding faced a halberd and carried the sky with a halberd!

Looking up to the sky and howling——

It's just that the next moment, the blood-red red rabbit was weak in his knees, and his remaining strength was insufficient, and he was slapped in the frozen ground by the strong palm power of the yellow ape.

The halberd of the main hall pierced the palm of the yellow ape, pulled it fiercely, and the hill was smashed open by him, and it fell to the ground with a bang, and died of exhaustion!

With the sound of the yellow ape's corpse crashing to the ground, Fang Yuan cleared a range of tens of zhang.

The sound of fighting in the sky in my ears gradually faded away.

The last beast tide was actually afraid of this man, and ran in the direction of Fengsui, and no longer cared about this madman.

Xiao Chongding's face was expressionless, he didn't chase the beast tide, and killed back again.

He had no mounts.

The beast tide in front of him also rushed to the end.

The breath he held as he charged throughout.

The breath that supported himself to continuously wave the halberd and kill through the beast tide finally came to an end.

His Royal Highness exhaled turbidity.

Look back.

The majestic Great Wall behind him is full of beacon fire.

I stepped on the terracotta, with heavy snow above my head and heavy snow under my feet.

There was a heavy snow in front of the eyebrows, heavy snow at the tips of the hair, and the beloved horse died and was buried in the snow.

Only the halberd in his hand, the tip of the trident, boiled and burned with blood-colored flames.

It was snowing heavily, and it was white.

The heavens and the earth are white.

In the distance, there was a figure that was extremely white, with its feet on the ground, maintaining a slow walking speed.

He walked at this speed all the time.

That's how it was when I walked out of Eight Feet Mountain.

It's the same when you walk through the town of White Carp.

Now he has gone to the terracotta to kill a man, and he still does.

The miserable white mask did not show the facial features, the long hair that was scattered was also a miserable white color, and the two thin sleeves were greatly expanded.

He slowly stopped, hovering in mid-air.

Then he raised his two hands and bowed calmly.

Before the Spring and Autumn Period, this was a very strange etiquette.

Death gifts.

A salute to the dying.