"No! The sentry post here is gone. Those bastards must be attacking again. Fellow Daoist Yi, please speed up!"

Yicheng flew with a few people for more than two hours, and when he was about to arrive at the place where the One-horned Holy King was, the expression of Elder Wu behind Yicheng changed drastically and he screamed. Please remember the website address of this website:.romance

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When Yicheng heard this, he had no time to ask further questions, and the speed of the flying boat also increased a few points.

After a while, Yi Cheng arrived at the residence of the One-Horned Demon Clan.

The area here is thousands of miles in diameter and is completely hollowed out. On the far right, with the help of the terrain, there are natural stone walls on three sides, creating a three hundred-mile radius checkpoint.

Hundreds of thousands of demons stood on the only city wall, like soldiers on the battlefield.

Those with the lowest strength are all in the combined stage, and there are more than ten million demons in the city.

Half of these people are one-horned demons, and the leader is the one-horned holy king. At this time, the aura on his body is much stronger than when he was separated from Yi Cheng.

Next to him were more than a dozen first-level perfect one-horned demons, all of whom had solemn and murderous intent in their eyes. They looked at the enemies in the city who were several times their size, and no one dared to be careless.[

The people taking the lead below are three five-color demon clan saint kings. The three of them look very young and are wearing red, yellow and blue robes.

There were no fewer than fifty first-level perfection monks behind them, and they were obviously giving their all.

And below the Tribulation Period, this land of thousands of miles will be covered.

The red-robed old man among them waved his hand, and the hundreds of thousands of Fusion Stage monks behind him advanced in an orderly manner.

When they arrived several miles away from the city, countless rocks flew out from the city wall.

These five-color demons quickly raised their shields high, formed a formation, and at the same time accelerated their running speed.

Although there was shield protection, the casualties still appeared gradually, because as the distance got closer, the force of those rocks increased by several percent.

"Hua Hua Hua"

These five-color demons maintained a complete formation as they advanced, making the sound of neat footsteps.

"Swish swish"

Countless rocks flew out from the hands of the soldiers at the top of the city. Although they did not cause much damage to the demons advancing below, it also affected the speed of these people.

It was several miles away, and even though these people couldn't fly, it only took less than a quarter of an hour to reach the city.

The five-color demons in the first row thrust the shields in their hands into the city wall and immediately embedded it into it.

The demons behind them jumped up one by one, landed on the shields in the first row, and then drove the shields in their hands into the city wall.

The third row stood behind the first row holding shields. The five-color demons in the fourth row jumped up again and reached the shields of the second row twice in a row.[

The five colored demons behind them built a human wall in this way.

The city wall was ten feet high. The five-color demons were not slow, and soon someone reached the level of the city wall.

Although some five-color demons were stoned to death from time to time during the construction of the human wall, replacements were soon provided.

The defenders who had been waiting for a long time naturally stopped talking nonsense and used rocks to attack. Instead, they took out their magic weapons one by one or simply used mining tools to greet them.

The battle between the two sides was fierce. Although the one-horned demons had a slight upper hand in the hand-to-hand combat, the black reserves of the five-color demons below made no one dare to be careless.

"clang!"

A five-color demon had just used the shield in his hand to block a sword attacking him, but he failed to block a shovel flying from the side and was instantly knocked off the wall.

"Team 2!"

The One-Horned Holy King did not ask the high-level monks around him to go up to help. Although the battle was tragic, it was just an appetizer now. The five-color demon tribe was going to rely on its numerical advantage to consume them to death here.

When the One-Horned Holy King returned to his One-Horned Demon Clan, he found that most of the monks in his tribe who were above the separation and union stage had been captured, while the rest either died in battle or escaped and hid.

As for the low-level clansmen, the five-color demon clan constantly produces new slave workers in order to keep them in captivity.

The One-Horned Holy King spent thousands of years gathering the masters of the clan, and then led them to sneak into the five-color demon world quietly, entering from various entrances, and killing all the five-color demons in the mine.

They rescued their own clansmen and other demon slave workers, but were discovered by the five-color demon clan. In desperation, the Flame Holy King could only lead his clansmen to defend in the mine.

Because after they go out, their identity will be gone. Once outside, he will not be able to deal with the three holy kings.

But now that they are trapped in the mine, there is nothing they can do.

Although limited by the terrain, several attacks from the five-colored demons have been repelled, but how long can they hold on?

Thirty percent of the monks in the city had been lost in the previous battle, and this time the five-colored demons were obviously trying their best to eliminate them all.

These are all the high-level strengths of the One-Horned Demon Clan around him. If he cannot take them away, the One-Horned Demon Clan will really be in danger of annihilation.

Although the One-Horned Holy King was worried, he could not be flustered or impulsive at this moment.

The first team of monks persisted on the city wall for two hours. Although they only lost 20%, in order to maintain the best combat effectiveness, the second team was quickly replaced.

With the addition of fresh troops, the monks defending the city immediately gained the upper hand.

But it is not so easy for the five-color demons to immediately replace them with the next group of people.

In the process of attacking the city, they would lose a lot of people.

The battle continued, with tens of millions of monks in the city taking turns to fight. After the first round, 1.8 million were lost.

The five-color demon tribe suffered even greater losses, nearly three million.

Regarding such a result, the Holy Kings of the Five-Colored Demon Clan did not make it uneconomical. There was no shortage of low-level monks, but the One-Horned Demon Clan must be eliminated, and the thing in their hands cannot be discarded.

A month later, 40% of the monks in the city had been lost, and more than 7 million people from the five-color demon tribe had become cannon fodder.

However, the biggest loss was in the integration period, which did not cause any damage to the five-color demon clan.

The number of people is getting smaller and smaller, and the rest time of the One-horned Demon Clan monks is getting less and less. And because the battlefield is limited, the total number of five-color demons is four to five times that of the One-Horned Holy King, so in this month they attack

The people in the city are all fresh troops, and there is no such thing as fatigue.

"Sir, if this continues, our people won't be able to hold on for long. Let's wait for the period of tribulation to come up!"

Because the monks in the integration stage persisted in the previous battles, in order to maintain combat effectiveness, the monks in the tribulation stage did not go out.

A one-horned demon whose muscles were rapidly bulging spoke anxiously to the one-horned holy king.

At that time, the One-Horned Holy King didn't nod. He didn't know that continuing to fight now was just to delay time, but the other side's Tribulation Stage didn't send out any action. No matter how you looked at it, this was an impossible war to win!

The One-Horned Holy King couldn't help but feel that the hero was at his end, and his heart suddenly felt heavy.

"Sir, don't hesitate any longer! If we lose all the integration period, even if we can rush out, our clan will have no chance to stand up! Sir!"

Another old member of the First Level Perfection tribe next to the One-horned Holy King spoke up and suggested that he be sent to the Tribulation Period.

The One-Horned Holy King took a long breath and asked a middle-aged man next to him: "Are you all ready?"

"Yes, sir!" the middle-aged man replied with clasped fists.

"Let them come up in batches!" One-horned Saint King Nai said.

Following the order, the tribulation-transcending monks who had been waiting for a long time stood on the top of the city one after another. Every few fusion-stage monks, there would be a tribulation-transcending monk standing by to support them.

"Brother, they used the Tribulation Period, should we send someone up too?" The Holy King of the five-color demon clan in blue asked the old man in red in the center.

"Hey, why are you so anxious? Humph, they only have less than 100,000 yuan to survive the tribulation. I want to see how long they can hold on!"

The war is still raging, but the monks guarding the city have joined during the Tribulation Period, and their combat effectiveness has increased by 30% in an instant.
Chapter completed!