Integrity Rift Seven

A demon general in ink-colored armor stood on the sand beam, holding a pestle and sword in both hands, looking at the low wall of Rongbao not far away, and the corpses were stacking the wall like arhats, holding back the corners of his mouth. The vitality of these dried corpses is really very tenacious, and the opponent quickly grasped the rhythm of the battle after the initial short panic, and those dry corpses that were cut off by the opponent's sergeant with stumps and legs are still fighting, like Xiao Qiang, who can't be killed. But the combat effectiveness is extremely low, first you can see that you can change five or six of the opponent's sergeants, but since the other party found out that after cutting off the head of the dried corpse, it was like a headless fly scurrying around, knocking down a lot of his own people, there is no advantage at all.

When the last headless corpse fell down the sand wall, the demon general turned his face and gestured to a subordinate behind him, and the subordinate suddenly saw the centipede-like scar on the boss's face, and couldn't help but shudder, turned around and walked back, and after a while, out of the back queue came out of the four heads that were much taller than the human head and tail were about two feet long and the whole body was gray and black - the dorsal tooth beast, this beast was covered with a large and thick armor in addition to the belly, and there was a row of wide and sharp horned thorns from the head to the tail end, with small eyes and wide mouth, but it was a vegetarian monster.

There is a beast soldier next to each back-toothed beast, I saw the beast soldier from the blanket behind him feel a ball of food, put it into the beast's mouth, these back-toothed beasts chewed big, from time to time made a creaking sound, small eyes slightly closed, very enjoyable.

Seeing that he had almost eaten, the beast warrior patted the little head of the back-toothed beast, pointed to the wall not far under the sand beam, and whispered in a low voice.

The four-headed back-toothed beast slowly retreated, and the demon soldiers lined up behind him avoided one after another, retreating about ten zhang, and the four-headed demonic beast began to run forward slowly, and then ran faster and faster, and its huge claws brought up the yellow sand in the sky, making the nearby demon soldiers disgraced and spitting sand.

The four-headed demonic beast accelerated to the top of the sand beam, suddenly lowered its head and contracted its limbs to its abdomen, and the tail end of the curled body was naturally contained in its mouth, and it immediately rolled off the high sand beam like four huge wheels with sharp teeth.

Boom, boom, boom, bang, a smaller monster was ejected by the sand wall, but the sand wall was also broken out of a big gap, it shook its head a little dizzy, looked at the direction and ran back, while running turned its head to look at the other companions, only to see that the three companions were mixed with white arrow feathers, bowed their heads and ran towards the sand beam, it was also busy bowing its head and running wildly.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, several arrow feathers shot into the yellow sand in front of the head, revealing only the white tail, and felt a few sharp blades on the back into the armor, but it was not painful.

The Scarface Demon General watched coldly as the opposing sergeant began to assemble in the three more seriously damaged gaps, and waited until his own soldiers had cleared the arrow feathers on the backs of the three larger demonic beasts, before raising his right arm high and swinging forward.

A long horn sounded, and the magic soldiers in ink armor followed the three huge wheels like a wave with spears in hand, and then charged towards the castle.

I saw that the two demonic beasts successfully broke through the two crumbling gaps and crashed into the fort, and the other head missed, and was blocked out of the wall without crashing into the previous gap, but the sergeants who had gathered behind the three gaps had already dispersed.

The Scarface Demon General just frowned, boomed two loud bangs, the two demonic beasts rolled directly into the pit prepared by the other party in advance, and a terrible and low roar came from the pit, the pit was not very big, it didn't look like it was for the backtooth beast, so a backtooth beast showed its fat ass and long tail, and the front part of the head kept roaring loudly, and the long tail slapped the ground frantically under the twisting of the hind hips, and from time to time blood rose high from the pit, spilling like rain. The other head was submerged in the pit with the lower half of his body, and while he was leading his neck and roaring, he used his forelimbs to climb the ground, trying to get out of danger, except for plowing some deep claw marks on the ground, everything was in vain.

The sergeants who had been scattered earlier began to regroup, and around each beast, a pair of spear sergeants kept stabbing at the soft spots of the beasts, and no one retreated even if they were swept away by the tail of the monster from time to time.

When the low roar gradually subsided, the two demonic beasts were not moving, and the demon soldiers who were running in front of them were also able to attack the gap in the sand wall, and collided with the Moon Soul ** warriors who had been assembled. As the battle escalated, the scene became more and more chaotic, when the blood stained the white cloth robes red and black, when the blood covered the crescent moon, it was difficult for anyone to tell who wore black and who wore ink, only the two battle groups that were pressed by black were crowded and boiling at the boundary of the sand wall, crushing each other from the outside to the inside.

In the shadow of the sword and sword, the wind grew stronger, and the shouts of killing and screams spread farther and farther. Not far away, the wind and sand mixed with the slightest roar rolled towards the direction of Rongbao, as if the power of heaven and earth also wanted to join this killing feast.

The demonic beast that had already pulled its head to the ground suddenly turned its neck to the sky and let out the last unwilling roar of its life. Not far away, the back-toothed beast that was running back towards the sand beam stopped suddenly, it looked back, hesitated for a moment, let out a heavy snort, and turned its neck to the sky, oh-!

Its yellow-brown eyes were bloodied, and it turned abruptly and galloped towards a warband on the fort wall, not even noticing a scurrying figure on the sand beam, a figure that ran and waved its arms and shouted its name.

It sprinted through the walls, bruised and boneless, and struggled to move toward the corpses of its companions. When it finally saw the side face of its companion stained with blood and mud, it was so tired that it could no longer move, it slowly knelt down on all fours, and stretched its head in front of its companion's head, intending to lick the face of its companion with its eyes closed, but in addition to white foam, its originally flexible tongue could not reach out to its lips, and a dazzling white light slowly grew larger in the blood-fading pupils like a waning moon, it was a sword stroke, which was a signature blow of ordinary people in the world who advanced to become a martial artist.

At dawn, fifteen sandgocs broke through the darkness of the night, and their tired figures appeared in the wilderness. Yi Wanqian gently patted the brain shell of the mount under his crotch, it slowed down slowly, and its thick nostrils exhaled loudly, and the sound of exhalation and white mist brought a little commotion to this silent and cold dawn.

Suddenly, a group of fifteen people almost strangled their mounts at the same time, and all turned around to look north, their eyes were full of gray-white tones, and the divine pillar standing between heaven and earth had long exceeded the distance visible to the naked eye, and they were still quietly looking, looking.

On the gray horizon, a little light appeared, and then it became brighter and brighter, so bright that the stubble like a barren grass stalk on Yi Wanqian's pale and haggard face was clearly visible, and he had to cover his eyes with his palms. Then the bright light was violently closed, and the gray sky was still gray, as if it had never appeared.

At this moment, everyone's hearts swelled with an indescribable meaning, sadness, but not pain, anger, but powerlessness, sadness, but no tears, a heart hung in the air, empty to the ground, like rolling grass in the wilderness, a ball of wind away.

One man turned his mount and rushed out of the daze-dazed crowd and ran southward, and then the horses who had come to their senses followed closely, and soon the wilderness was quiet and cold again.