readx;? Chapter 1269, Fighting the Eight Demons

The situation on the battlefield is like a changing storm, you never know whether the next moment will be offensive or defensive, just like every soldier does not know whether he will live or die in the next moment. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ8ΔΔ1

Strategy, layout, formation, and command on the battlefield seem to have become the key factors in warfare. However, war is also the best embodiment of inevitability, because in the face of absolutely strong strength, any strategy is like a candle in the wind and grass in the fire.

And the demons are like this.

The unmanned armor of Shennong Valley cannot leave the range of control, and can only move within half a mile of the valley mouth. Therefore, in this half-mile distance, there is a real battlefield. Killing and blood, desperate fighting, the return of death, everything is the tragedy of the battlefield. A few miles away, another thrilling battle was taking place, but it was much larger than outside the Shennong Valley.

The canopy seemed to tremble.

A strong stream of energy bounced away, and the energy condensed by several golden dragons rushed straight into the clouds. The Eight Great Demon Venerables were suddenly repelled by more than a hundred paces, and the figures of Zhu Yan and Zhu Huai hit the top of the mountain before they stopped and fixed their bodies.

Zhu Huai roared, turned around suddenly, hugged the mountain peak, pulled it up with force, and actually broke half of the mountain peak from it, the dust splashed into clouds, and the rocks rolled, and the original mountain peak immediately formed a ridge fracture mark. Zhu Huai struggled to lift the mountain peak above his head, and suddenly there was a thunderous roar, and he suddenly rushed towards Shi Yunyang.

It's really surprising that it's so amazing. Shi Yunyang froze his mind, his hands were clenched into fists, his body was lowered, and he rushed towards him like an arrow. The few Demon Venerables on the other side really refused to relax for a moment. As soon as he left, Wei Yu had already flashed to his side, this Han Lun's body no longer had any of Han Lun's martial arts moves, and now every move was clean and neat, directly forcing people's lives. The demonic energy flowed freely in his hands, far away was a long whip, and close was a sword. All imaginable or unimaginable tricks have become extremely powerful under his strange methods.

Although it had been hidden in his body for several years, Shi Yunyang still didn't know anything about this demon. Therefore, it is not easy to fight with one. If it were a single battle, these strange moves might be able to be broken in a few moves, but there were also seven Demon Venerables here, and none of them should be underestimated.

On the side of his body, the dragon breath in his hand suddenly struck out a sharp palm, and Wei Yu didn't dare to be careless, and condensed the demonic qi to pick it up. But that move suddenly dispersed in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, Shi Yunyang had already rushed past his side, and the powerful dragon breath collided with Xingtian. Although Xingtian had no head, he was sturdy, and the two giant axes in his hands were also wielding tigers and tigers. With an axe, the strong air flow could not be contained, and it immediately left an axe mark more than ten feet deep on the ground.

Although Xingtian's offensive was fierce, it was a pity that it was not fast. In less than ten moves, Shi Yunyang had already circled behind him, condensed his fist, and the Taishan-like offensive was about to be smashed. But suddenly, the heavens and the earth suddenly became extremely dark, and it was difficult to see the five fingers when he stretched out his hand, and a lightning bolt swept through the void, and he saw that the huge fangs of the snake were almost close to his throat.

Shi Yunyang was startled and was about to retreat, but the dim world around him suddenly became bright again. Zhu Yan roared in the air, spitting flames from his mouth, and at that moment, he had been swept into the center of the sea of fire.

Shi Yunyang gritted his teeth and rushed towards the head of the snake, his body flipped over in the air, and his feet kicked on the giant tooth of the snake, and the powerful momentum immediately knocked him away and rushed out of the range of the sea of fire.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a thunderous roar sounded in his ears. When he turned around, he saw Zhu Huai holding the half of the mountain and smashing it down to him.

Shi Yunyang lowered his body suddenly, and rushed through the void like an arrow, and the streamer flashed under the mountain peak, and in just a moment, it had already appeared on Zhu Huai's chest. He raised his fist, swelled with dragon breath, and slammed his fist into the thick armor of green steel. Although it was like an ant punching an elephant, the force of this punch was not something that Zhu Huai could bear, and the huge body suddenly flew upside down under the force and fell heavily to the ground, and the entire Shennong Valley suddenly trembled.

The mountain had not yet fully landed, and this was a great opportunity, and Shi Yunyang's figure turned sharply again. The powerful dragon's breath surged into the palm of his hand again, and with a palm strike, the dragons roared, and the mountain peak suddenly burst open, and the huge stones suddenly scattered with energy ripples, and the entire Shennong Valley fell into a boulder rain. Countless monsters were hit by boulders, and countless Yanmen were smashed to pieces. Fortunately, there is a huge bow-shaped plate above the Shennong Valley Canyon, and if it weren't for this, this North Valley exit would have been completely blocked almost instantly.

The rubble flew from the sky, and the eight demon venerables dodged away, staring at Ying Long, the god of war, not far away, and their resentment was already burning fiercely.

"Is that where the strength of the Eight Great Demon Venerables stops?" Shi Yunyang straightened up and shouted mightily. Zhu Huai got up angrily, grabbed five deep valley-like grooves on the ground with both hands, and the eight Great Demon Venerables each fixed their bodies and surrounded him in the center again.

"You're really strong. The snake sprang out of the black cloud, spitting out a letter and a hoarse voice that made the eardrums ache. "However, you are no longer the Ying Long of the past, and we are not the losers of your former sword. ”

Gluttony opened the bloody mouth on his chest and chewed the words and shouted: "I want to eat your meat, meat!!"

A strong energy suddenly emanated from the bodies of the eight Demon Venerables, all the way to the end of the sky, beyond the layers of cloud veins. At that moment, above the Nine Heavens, it seemed as if something was connected with the Eight Great Demon Venerables. Those eight dark blue beams of light were definitely not demonic energy, but they appeared on their bodies. The energy on the battlefield began to become extremely disordered, and the spatial turbulence was everywhere, Shi Yunyang even felt that the air flow on his side was distorting, as if a strong and powerful hand was dragging him into a foreign land.

"That's the power of the stars!" This feeling could never be wrong, he could even detect that there were a few familiar shadows in that energy, maybe it was Kang Jinlong, maybe it was a water worm, maybe it was Bi Yuewu.

Before the demons invaded the human world with the power of the stars, he never thought that this power would become the help of the demons. It's like he never thought that he would fight Bi Yuewu, and it was a battle of life and death.

Among the gods, there is a strict hierarchy, the god of war is in high position, and the gods are admired, but no one can solve the loneliness. In the astral realm, he found brothers and friends to whom he could fall in love. This power is the only happy memory of his past.

However, this power was stolen by the demons and used as a sharp blade to devour the world. He felt very helpless and extremely angry.

Above the horizon, the clouds parted to both sides, and a huge whirlpool swirled up, and the canopy was sharply lowered, as if it was about to approach the ground immediately. The clouds dispersed, the pale blue ball of light seemed to fall from the sky, and the center point of the majestic power was gathering towards the ground, and that place was where Shi Yunyang was.

"The power of the stars, you don't deserve to use it!!"

Shi Yunyang shouted angrily, his body ejected, and the powerful energy in his hands poured into his palms, and a large amount of extremely powerful dragon breath quickly surged in his palms. A huge golden half-sided ball of light also seemed to have formed in the sky. Two hemispherical giants of different colors are approaching each other at a seemingly slow degree.

In an instant, the violent energy flow swung out in all directions from the junction of the two balls of light, and the piercing whistling sound suddenly covered all the sounds in the world, and under this extremely strong sound wave, the whole world seemed to be hoarse, the whistling sound of the wind blowing the flames of war, the shouting of the bloody battle between the two sides, the sound of gold and iron colliding between the swords, all the sounds seemed to have disappeared, under the collection of this energy, a large number of monsters were swept into the air, and the energy fluctuated until Shennong Valley, and a large number of people and horses on the battlefield suddenly fell to the ground, and it was difficult to get up again. But everything seems to be a silent pantomime. It wasn't until the strong energy stream completely dissipated and the dust no longer obscured the vision that the huge rumbling sound reappeared, thrilling.

For a long time.

At the location where Shi Yunyang was just now, with him as the central point, a huge pit with a radius of thousands of feet had been blown out on the ground. The empty rocks in it seemed as if the battlefield was full of corpses, and there was no rubble in them, no corpses, and it was terrifyingly clean. Only in the center of the great pit was a man half-kneeling, blood dripping down his cheek, and a small pool of blood accumulated in the palm of his hand that held his body from falling.

He gritted his teeth and stood up again. When he raised his head, his eyes were already soaked in blood, and it was difficult to open them, and his entire face was already covered with deep blood marks.

The loss of the Eight Great Demon Venerables is not small, but compared to Shi Yunyang, who is so seriously injured, all their losses are worth it. The myth of the god of war will finally end in their hands, and the shame under the sword ten thousand years ago is now the time to wash away.

They have become fanatical, and their desire to kill is stronger than anything else.