When the voice came, Cang Xuan was still looking straight at Gu Huai, but he saw Gu Huai's eyes were slightly startled, looking towards the Bodhi Forest through the red clouds that had been dyed red by the flames.
Xi Meng's hands and feet were tied, and she was imprisoned by a group of women in colorful skirts. Two men in black and a woman in colorful skirts were fighting with Mu Zili.
Apparently, Mu Zili had just recovered from his serious injury. Every move had flaws, and he was caught by the three men and unable to move in a moment.
Gu Huai was concerned about his two disciples, but Cang Xuan was pressing closer and harder, leaving him no time to pay attention. Moreover, the screams from the northwest had already resounded through the sky, and he lost his sense of proportion when he panicked.
The moment he was distracted, he felt a stinging pain in his right arm. In the corner of his eye, a huge fire phoenix was inciting his wings to spurt out a ball of hot magma. He felt that the fire in front of him was dazzling, and he couldn't open his eyes. He fluttered his sleeves.
With one palm shot, the fierce wind shook the fire phoenix and flew hundreds of feet away.
When his eyes finally became bright, he heard Cang Xuan shouting in a deep voice: "Youmi! You have to take good care of me and your empress. If anything goes wrong, you, the Butterfly Clan, are the only ones to ask for help!"
Then I heard an old female voice: "Youmi understands!"
In an instant, seven-colored light emerged under the moonlight, and several women in colorful skirts walked away in the wind with Xi Meng and pale-faced Mu Zili holding their eyes closed.
Gu Huai was startled and turned around to chase after him, but since Cang Xuan had already planned it, how could he let him get his wish.
The blood sword condensed again, but this time it didn't hold back at all. It moved with the intention of killing, setting off flames all over the sky and striking at Gu Huai.
As Gu Huai dodged in the air, he suddenly felt the pain in the wound on his right arm getting worse. Before he could take a closer look, the fire in front of him was blocked by the wind.
Just as the fiery red magma filled the air around him, he saw bursts of cold air emerging around him, freezing all the freely flowing magma in place.
Look again at the lava waterfall pouring down from the clouds. At this moment, it has turned into icicles, sticking straight into the bodhi forest.
The snow spell cast by Gu Huai shrouded nearly a hundred miles of Wuxi in cold ice and snow. The jungle, which had been baptized by both ice and fire, gradually showed signs of decline.
Cang Xuan's blood sword was actually condensed with his own energy and blood. Although Gu Huai's snow curse could temporarily block it, if you really wanted to break the power of his blood sword, it would take a lot of effort.
However, when the sound of fighting from the northwest became lower and lower, Gu Huai felt a little uneasy. He was only worried that the monsters in this realm were as bloodthirsty and cruel as the Rakshasa tribe in the past. Although his brothers were all chosen by the immortal tribe,
The elites who came out might not be able to withstand the tens of thousands of monsters.
Moreover, although the demon-suppressing army was ordered by the Emperor of Heaven to guard the world with him, it has rarely fought in actual combat in the past ten thousand years. The battle tonight is completely different from the military training in the sixth level of heaven in the past.
If the Demon-Suppressing Army is a little careless, they will be doomed.
Gu Huai was worried, but Cang Xuan had an evil sneer on his face. The blood sword attack became more fierce, forcing Gu Huai to retreat to the elm forest step by step.
To the west of Wuxi, Elm Forest.
Que Wuyuan, the new leader of the Xuannio tribe, was ordered by Cang Xuan to command nearly 100,000 demon tribesmen in the territory. With the power of heaven and earth, he surrounded the demon-suppressing legion of less than a thousand people and vowed to kill all the demon-slayers.
Army, to avenge the death of the former leader of the Xuannio tribe, Que Hentian.
The demon clans in the realm also swore an oath, saying that they would make these demon-suppressing troops pay for their blood debt tonight for the hatred of the Rakshasa genocide tens of thousands of years ago.
Que Wuyuan gave an order, and hundreds of black birds flew forward, using the fire of Xuanming to clear the way for the demon soldiers.
The soldiers in the demon-suppressing army are all elites of the fairy clan with profound spiritual power. They can fight against ordinary demons with one enemy.
Therefore, even if they were besieged by a hundred thousand monsters, the soldiers in the Demon-Suppressing Army still showed no fear.
They just took out their magical weapons one after another and calmly responded to the challenge.
However, just like Gu Huai carelessly underestimated the enemy and broke in and left the country without thinking. What happened next was exactly what happened without any warning to the soldiers of the Demon-Subduing Army.
In fact, the seal of the Rakshasa saint originally contained a deep hatred for the immortals in the heaven.
If you don't get angry or use force, you won't notice any difference for a while.
However, they had been fighting with the Shui Tribe for five days while leaving the country, so their spiritual energy was consumed.
If it is nearby, it can be restored after a short period of breath adjustment.
But in Departure, this is not the case at all. Their spiritual power is like water in a stream. Once it flows away, it will never come back.
Therefore, when they tried their best to sacrifice the magic weapon and fight against these monsters, they found that even the most common spells were difficult to perform. If they did not rely on the power of the magic weapon itself, they would not be able to sustain it for even an hour.
Just like this, about two hours later, when Gu Huai was forced into the elm forest by Cang Xuan, he was shocked to find that his brothers were already dead and badly injured.
If it hadn't been for the tree demons of the Elm Forest who worked together to protect the seriously injured soldiers, they would have been completely burned by the Blackbird tribe by the time Gu Huai arrived.
When Gu Huai flew down from the clouds, Que Wuyuan caught a glimpse of Cang Xuan, who was chasing after him, and was signaling him to leave with his eyes.
Obviously, Cang Xuan wants to deal with Gu Huai by himself.
When Que Wuyin led the demon clan to prepare to leave, there were only a dozen or so soldiers of the demon-suppressing army still alive in the elm forest. Although the demon clan suffered heavy casualties, compared with the brutality of the demon army, it was like a victorious battle.
Looking at the tragic situation in front of him, Gu Huai felt extremely regretful. The defeat of this battle was entirely due to him underestimating the enemy.
In the past, he boasted that what he was best at was fighting. Even Qinglong, the leader of the four divine kings in the heaven, could only fight to a draw with him.
Unexpectedly, in this departure today, I would fall into the trap of Cang Xuan, the elder of the demon world, and kill so many good brothers who had followed him for many years.
"If you want to leave, you still need to ask about the sword in my hands!"
The demons that surrounded the tree demons and the injured soldiers felt the refreshing bamboo fragrance in the air, and fell to the ground without waiting for a reaction.
When Que Wuyuan turned around, he was shocked by this roar and the ground beneath his feet suddenly sank deeply. When he spread his wings and was about to fly away, he heard waves of exclamations and begging for mercy coming from beside him.
"Sir, have mercy on me, Lord God, have mercy on me!"
Listening to the voice, it is the leader of the White Tiger clan.
"We are only acting under the orders of the Lord, and we do not intend to go against the Lord God. Please forgive us, please forgive us!"
This voice was even more familiar to Que Wuyuan. When he wanted to turn around and look, he was surprised to feel a cold feeling in his chest. When he lowered his head, he saw that blood was already flowing profusely and soaked through his clothes.
I wanted to gather strength to form seals to fight, but I felt as if my shoulders were being torn apart, and the pain was piercing the bone marrow. There was a muffled "plop" sound, as if something fell from the shoulder blades to the ground, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw the hem of the robe.
, the dark blue wings were stained with blood, lying quietly.