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Chapter 1268, Fighting Eight Demons Alone

As if all the hustle and bustle in his ears has faded, as if all the chaos in the world has been black and white, between this heaven and earth, the god of war Ying Long looks at the ancient wilderness, shuttling in the torrent of time, and the majestic war intent roars out from the depths of the soul. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info The wind on the battlefield suddenly rose, blowing the flames of war and dancing wildly, flying sand on the flat ground, and the powerful energy flow swept into the sky, and even the arrows that flew around were also caught in it, changing the flight trajectory, and the flowing flames circled above the battlefield for bursts, like thousands of phoenixes reborn from the fire.

The forces of Shennong Valley retreated on a large scale, and the Yanjia people retreated into the canyon with extremely fast maneuvering speed, and disappeared. The battlefield had been vacated, and only the overlapping corpses were burned in the fire, and the smell of scorching was in the wind, and there was no escape. And how could the demons let go of this great opportunity to attack, the vanguard had already changed into heavy armor, resisting the rain of arrows and fire, and rushed towards the mouth of Shennong Valley at a very fast speed.

On the plains, the sound of howling broke through the clouds. Tens of thousands of demon troops rushed towards the narrow valley mouth, the earth was shaking, and huge gravel rolled down from Shennong Ridge from time to time, and dust was raised, like a morning mist mountain. Greed and fanaticism spread in every inch of war, and they no longer cared whether they were treading on their comrades or enemies, and plundering and killing had become the only creed they could not understand.

At the mouth of the valley, countless small unmanned armor gushed out quickly, and stood behind Shi Yunyang one by one, as if the ranks were like that. There was a long queue, lined up.

The demons are getting closer and closer, and the shaking of the earth is getting stronger and stronger, and the mountain seems to be about to collapse.

Suddenly, he took a step.

The rockets in the sky swirled with the wind moved in unison with his footsteps, and in a moment, he saw thousands of fire dragons suddenly roaring out of the fierce wind, rushing towards the demons. The speed of the demon soldiers was not slow, and when they saw the direction in which the rocket was flying, the heavily armored troops in front immediately changed their formation, and in an instant, thousands of defenses were formed.

However, Shi Yunyang was faster than them in the formation change.

Like a meteor, he rushed straight into the demon army, and a long silver line rose from the ground. In an instant, the vanguard of the demon clan was suddenly blown open a gap, and in the place where he passed, a powerful air flow surged, and the demon formations were immediately in chaos, and countless demon soldiers were swept into the sky by the wind, and before they landed, they had turned into countless flowing flames in the wild current of rockets.

The demon armies on both sides had already outflanked them from the east and west, and the small Yanjia people in Taniguchi immediately turned around and met them. Although the combat effectiveness of these Yanjia people is not as powerful as that of manned Yanjia, because they are unmanned, the war reserve is extremely high. The mobility is a little worse, but the defense is stronger, and without the cooperation of strategy and tactics, the frontal hard fight also shows the greater value of these Yanjiamen.

The demons have no sympathy and mercy, but after all, they are flesh and blood, they will be tired and injured, but these Yanjia people will not. Once they attack, they will not die. If the opponent disappears, he will destroy himself. Although the individual combat effectiveness of the demon clan is far stronger than these demon soldiers, it is not an easy task to fight such a tireless machine.

And at this time, the most important thing is the number ratio of the two sides. Countless monsters died under the sawtooth broadsword of the Yanjia people, and countless Yanjia armor was torn to pieces by the demon soldiers, and no one Yanjia continued to pour out from the Shennong Valley, and the demons did not stop attacking at all. Death accumulates every moment, like a machine that runs day and night, never stopping.

Shi Yunyang's powerful offensive in the center of the battlefield caused the demon army to be divided into several small areas suddenly, and under the relentless counterattack of Shennong Valley, the large plains that had been annexed by the demons before slowly faded away, and the demons received the strongest counterattack for the first time. The advantage seems to have fallen to the side of Shennong Valley.

Unfortunately, this advantage did not last long. In less than half a pillar of incense, countless monsters suddenly flew into the sky among the demons, spontaneously combusting in the air, and fierce fires fell from the sky, but this time the target was the Yanjia troops of Shennong Valley. The armor is mostly made of wood and stone, even if Shennong Valley is coated with fireproof coating, under the flame of the monster's spontaneous combustion, it is actually a point, and in an instant, tens of thousands of Yanjia troops have been burned into a sea of fire, and the crackling sound of wood and stone cracking resounded throughout the battlefield, as if the desperate wail of those inanimate soldiers.

The earth shook violently and frequently, and the demon army in front of them suddenly separated, only to see two giants walk out of the thick demonic qi in the distance. A huge figure, white-headed and barefoot, shaped like an ape, with steel teeth like a sword in his mouth, and an unquenchable flame burning all over his body. It was Zhu Yan, one of the top ten demon venerables, and the other giant was as big as a cow, with four horns and one eye, covered in black armor, and it was shining under Zhu Yan's firelight, which was clearly the demon venerable who attacked Shoulong City not long ago.

And on the left side of Zhu Yan, black clouds are filled, as if pieces are gathered from the air with white, a gray-black square-fronted python pokes its head out of it from time to time, it turns out that it is not just a giant python, the monster has two long arms as thick as an old tree, fingertips like knives, the body is strong, as if carved, a long tail like a coiling dragon hovers behind him, although the clouds are thick, but still can't cover it. This is one of the Ten Demon Venerables, the Ba Snake.

The Three Demons were activated, and Shi Yunyang was already a little surprised, but the black mist in the distance continued to flicker, and a more powerful existence flashed out of it.

The body is like a unicorn, the thick armor is like a turtle, the abdomen has a large mouth, which is lined with fangs, and it has been squirming to the heart of the abdomen, along the way, whether it is his own people or the corpse of Shennong Valley, they are all thrown into the abdomen, wriggling and chewing, greedy hunting, as if endless. That's the Demon Venerable's gluttony. Out of the black mist, there were more four demons of Xingtian, Hanqi, Weiyu, and Chaos, but they were smaller, and they flew in the air, moving forward side by side.

Demon Venerable Xiangliu has died, except for Demon Venerable Qiqi, all the Demon Venerables in the Demon Realm have gathered here. A great war has finally begun.

"The god of war should be !!," Zhu Yan roared.

"The god of war should be !!," the snake roared.

Bursts of roars full of hatred echoed in the heavens and the earth, 10,000 years ago, six of the eight demons were sealed by Ying Long, after 10,000 years, the vicissitudes of life, everything has changed, only the strong hatred at that time has not decayed, but with the passage of time, like wine-making layer by layer, intensified.

The first battle after 10,000 years is a battle of life and death.

He stepped into the void and walked step by step to the Eight Demons a few hundred feet away. This is a close battle, but fortunately, Qi Qi, the most powerful of the Ten Demon Venerables, is not here, and his chances of victory are barely better. Although he didn't have the Eight Desolations Divine Sword in his hand, it shouldn't be too much of a problem to hold them up with his own strength, and wait for the reinforcements from the Divine Realm to arrive.

The eight demon venerables gathered, and the demonic qi on the battlefield was suddenly so thick that it was suffocating. When the old enemies reunite, both sides are speechless, everything is just you die and I die, and the king becomes the king and loses. Shi Yunyang didn't spare the slightest hand, it was time to fight with all his might.

In an instant, the powerful energy rushed out of the clouds, and a huge and terrifying offensive unfolded, which was a fierce battle that all the battles on the ground could not match, and they had become the dominant force in the entire war.

At the same time as the battle broke out in Shennong Valley, the four major ships were also returning to Shennong Valley at the fastest speed. However, this road was not smooth, a large number of demon troops on the ground rushed to the void to intercept the fleet, although there was a tendency of moths to fight the fire, but the four major ships had no choice but to fight all the way forward, just to get out, and not to fight, but despite this, the speed of the fleet's flight was still reduced by nearly half.

Many parts of the ship had been destroyed by the demons, so it had to be repaired without interruption, and everyone on the ship was tired, many of whom had not closed their eyes for days. Under the strong pressure, the mentally weak people have collapsed.

In the rest of the human world, the offensive of the demon race has not stopped. The cities and hells that have been conquered have built garrison fortresses of the demons. However, the attack of the demons finally stopped being fierce.

In the Langfeng Pavilion, Yuyue Zhenren had been fighting fiercely for three days and three nights, and although his eyes were already blood-red, he was still standing at the forefront, and the sword in his hand never stopped. Langfeng Pavilion is located at a high place, overlooking the distance, and can see hundreds of miles. I saw a series of pale black buildings rising from the ground, as if tearing apart the claws of the ground stretched out. The earth is gradually losing its original form, life is withering, blood is impregnating, and this place is slowly becoming another world.

A world without hope.

Perhaps the only pure land that has not yet been touched by the war is in Heishuidu, north of Yizhou. Jianmu goes deep into the clouds, and the huge root system is like thousands of coiled dragons lying on it, like a rope connecting the heavens and the earth. At the top of the tree, the clouds were surrounding the big tree in a circle, and a golden formation appeared from time to time, and a huge flow of energy seemed to press the clouds to the ground, connecting the heavens and the earth.

However, in the distance that this powerful energy stream had never touched, a large army of demons had already rushed to this place like a tide, climbing the mountain peak, only to cross the ridge at the top of the mountain.

The last pure land will be a battlefield in the blink of an eye.