The gecko demon just shook slightly, and the silk threads that were tied together were automatically loosened.

Song Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and winked at Zhou Kou. The bandits roared and the chains shook. Six giant ghost wolves pounced out. Taking advantage of the guard demon to deal with it, Zhou Kou raised his finger and swung his black claw knife.

A few threads were drawn with a sound.

But I don't know what kind of material the silk thread was made of. It was extremely soft but full of toughness. The black claw knife could cut it endlessly. He shouted to Song Zheng: "No, there is something weird."

Song Zheng nodded and rushed forward.

The six giant ghost wolves surprised the palace guard demon. He did not expect that a few soldiers would be raising powerful Yin spirits. His flying knives went back and forth, but they could only pass through the illusory body of the giant ghost wolf.

However, he quickly flicked his tail, stepped back a few feet to get out of the way, and then opened his mouth to spit out a piece of vermilion blood that was sprinkled on the giant ghost wolf.

Zhou Kou's eyelids twitched wildly and he shouted: "Quickly retreat!"

But there was still a giant ghost wolf that was sprayed by the red blood of the palace guard, and black smoke erupted from its body. The giant ghost wolf screamed in pain, and its body was melted by the red blood of the palace guard.

Song Zheng happened to kill at this moment, and he sent a huge object forward in his hand. The palace guardian demon sneered, and moved his claws slightly. Countless filaments entangled themselves, forming a big net in front of him, and it was about to catch Song Zheng.

Levy is included in it, and with just one pull, the flexible and sharp filaments can cut him into countless pieces.

But the object in Song Zheng's hand broke the filaments easily and inserted it into the throat of the palace monster with a pop.

Song Zheng had just seen the power of the palace guard's red blood. He immediately pulled away and pulled out the object in his hand. The blood immediately shot out from the throat of the palace guard demon like a fountain.

He shook a few times and looked at Song Zheng's hand in disbelief. It was the tongue chisel of a ninth-level desolate beast pecking the sky bird. Below the ninth level, it is indestructible!

He rolled his eyes, spat it out in one breath, blood spurted out from the wound in his throat, and fell down.

Song Zheng exhaled a breath of turbid air. He could kill this thing by taking it by surprise. The palace guardian demon was careless and overconfident in his filaments.

The five men killed two demons in a row, their confidence rose, and they felt a sense of bravery in their chests. They couldn't help but look to both sides, ready to reinforce their comrades.

There was a huge sound of wind in the sky. When they looked up, their blood suddenly turned cold. Shi Yi gritted his teeth and said, "Withdraw!"

The five of them had no regrets. Although if they retreated, they would be killed by the demon clan, and if they retreated further, they would be killed by the sky fire. But if they did not retreat, they would die on the city walls now!

In the sky, hundreds of three-foot-sized winged demons spread their wings and flew towards them. Their wings were like swords. On the outstretched wings, the outermost circle of feathers had been trained into flying swords. The cold light shone very mesmerizingly.

The Winged Demons are a very troublesome demon army of the Seven Kills. They swoop down from the air in groups, and the feather swords on both wings fly. They are numerous and dense and indestructible. Even if they are hidden behind a giant shield, they will attack one after another.

The feathered sword was shattered and broken.

But if they were alone, they wouldn't be able to scare Shi Yi away.

These hundreds of winged demons surrounded the city in a half-moon-shaped military formation, with four sixty-foot-tall peacock demons guarding the center!

Their whole bodies were covered in dark green, and their eyes were filled with dark flames, like the God of Death coming out of the netherworld.

When they came to the sky above Huangtai Castle, the surrounding winged demons dispersed with a crash, and the four peacock demons lined up in a row, opening their tails at the Huangtai Castle peacock!

Each peacock feather represents a kind of magical power. Some can attract the hellfire of the netherworld, some can spread the plague of quick death, some can bring down the dark thunder, and some can remove huge rocks with just one swipe.

Turned into magma, some can take away the souls of all living things with a single move in the wind, and some can open the void with a gentle swing, attracting mysterious rays that turn everything into nothingness from unknown areas...

The four peacock demons were in the air, and the morale of the entire Huangtai Fort completely collapsed.

One of the peacock demons looked at the hurriedly fleeing human soldiers and sneered cruelly, causing all kinds of disasters to wash away all the creatures on the city.

Then he sang in a respectful voice: "Welcome Your Highness to the city! We broke through Huangtai Castle, entered the hinterland of the human race, and slaughtered all the thieves in the world. This is an unparalleled achievement. The Peacock Demon Clan congratulates Your Highness!"

The remaining three peacock demons sang together: "Congratulations to Your Highness!"

"Hahaha!" Prince Yanshang finally let go of his worries. He laughed loudly at this moment, activated the nine-headed giant Gu under him, and slowly walked towards Huangtai Castle.

"I will keep the merits of the Peacock Demon clan in my heart, and I will surely be well rewarded in the future!"

The four-headed peacocks laughed. This is the promise they want.

The main gate of Huangtai Fort was wide open. Prince Wei's army was approaching the city. He raised his head and looked up at the huge seven-headed demon dragon head placed on the top of the city. He couldn't help but smile scornfully: "It's nothing more than that."

The former leader of the Demon Emperor did not play any role in this battle, and the suppression of the Demon Clan completely disappeared.

Song Zheng looked back and saw that Prince Yanshang was already standing on the highest horn of the demon dragon's head, full of ambition and anger!

He couldn't help but sigh: Three thousand years have passed, and the remaining power of the Great Emperor has finally completely dissipated. The head of the demon dragon can no longer suppress the demon clan...

The demon army marched into the fort one by one, burning, killing and looting everywhere. The human soldiers fought on their own and retreated step by step. The Huangtai Fort, which once represented the Hongwu Dynasty's absolute suppression of the Seven Kills, was burning everywhere.

The flames of war were igniting, and screams and roars continued to sound. The demon clan's spells enveloped the entire sky.

Shi Yi was in front and Song Zheng was behind. The five of them formed a patrol formation again and quickly retreated along the familiar stone streets. By this time, Song Zheng understood more clearly what the general trend was and was no longer able to fight against it.

The five of them didn't even have time to think about the consequences of continuing to retreat and what position they would reach. Skyfire would take everyone's lives without hesitation!

Behind him, several groups of monster soldiers took turns chasing after them. Once they were entangled, a large number of strong monsters would soon come to kill them.

They escaped all the way out of Huangtai Fort and went to the market behind.

There were only a few people in the market, there was no defensive fortress, and there was no way to pose any obstacle to the demon clan. Song Zheng and the other five hesitated for a moment as they looked at the exit of the market. If they stayed or escaped, they would definitely die!

The four-headed peacock demon shrouded high, and in the Huangtai Castle, the nine-headed giant Gu roared like thunder.

Shi Yi babbled a little nervously: "There must be a way, there is always a way out, think about it, think about it calmly, is there any way out..."

Song Zheng stretched out his hand and grabbed the Tianguang Ancient Blade that had just been given by the imperial decree. The demon tribe came too fast, and they didn't even have time to check the reward. Only then did they see the shape of the knife and the giant blade Mo Dao.

Seven points are similar, but the level is much higher.

"I'm not leaving." He said calmly. In fact, since the first imperial edict, he knew that this moment would eventually come: "I would rather die fighting among the demon army, it is more valuable."
Chapter completed!