Dozens of lights ascended from the city, and the first one was Mr. Bing, who was thin and small. Hong Tian, Wuwei, and Brother Liao, who looked like a jujube, were accompanied by him. Other Nascent Soul monks followed closely.
Afterwards, he rushed towards dozens of demon cultivators.
Many years ago, there were rumors that Mr. Bing's life span had reached the upper limit of the middle-stage Nascent Soul monks and was about to be transformed. Unexpectedly, many years have passed, Mr. Bing is still alive, but he has not advanced yet.
However, as long as he is alive, he will be the most popular person in Jinzhou City. Even though Fang Feiyang, who is known as the number one master in Jinzhou City, is still not as famous as this oldest medical saint.
Mr. Bing volunteered to fight against Zhao Da Demon Lord. I am afraid that he was old and had no hope of advancement.
The Great Demon Lord Zhao was high above, with his big eyes as big as a copper bell, glanced at Mr. Bing and others up and down, and said sneeringly: "The person who came is a common name, and I am the subordinate of the Great Demon Lord, an immortal nameless person..."
Ji Qingsha, who was following Mrs. Qin, was almost suffocated!
This is clearly an old version of the novel "Book of Chapters" on Earth.
I'll still be here to name it!
"I'm Bingwu."
Mr. Bing paused more than ten feet away from the Great Demon Lord and said calmly.
However, the Great Demon Lord was not angry because of Mr. Bing's attitude. His thick eyebrows suddenly rose up, as if he was a little surprised. Then he clasped his fists and said, "It turns out that you are the famous Bing doctor saint, and you are disrespectful.
Someone is polite here!"
It seems that the demon army has teleported all the way to attack Jinzhou City from billions of miles away, and has done enough homework in advance.
"I dare not take it. Everyone is an enemy country, so I'd better avoid it. My fellow Taoist is not in the Qiye Realm to be called a ancestral ancestor. But he ran to our Somo Realm to kill. Can anyone in the world really kill you?"
Mr. C's tone was still plain. His words were so rude. He was not polite.
Zhao Da Demon Lord sneered, looked up and down again at Mr. Bing and others, a trace of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "Surely, Zhao doesn't think he is invincible in the world, but with you, it's really not.
In the eyes of a certain family, since you are unwilling to surrender and are determined to die, then Zhao will fulfill your wishes!"
"Look at the knife!"
This is really not peaceful at all because of the temper of the Great Demon Lord Zhao. He fights as soon as he says, and there is no vain. He raises his arms, and with a "swish", a black sword light of dozens of feet is approaching Bing Lao's waist with a "swish".
The gentleman and others swept over.
It can be seen that the four middle-stage Nascent Soul monks who stood side by side and vaguely adopted a semi-encirclement posture against him were here specifically to deal with him.
In addition to Mr. Bing, Hong Tian, Wuwei Zhenren, and all the monks surnamed Liao were full of energy and had a profound cultivation level. They were far beyond the ordinary middle-stage monks of the Nascent Soul stage.
Seeing the sword light sweeping over, the four of them showed their magical powers and avoided them.
Before this, everyone had never fought, and I don’t know what the great demon Lord’s magical powers were. He was very cautious and unwilling to fight him easily.
At that moment, the Great Demon Lord shook his hands again and slashed out with one knife...
Seeing that the other Nascent Soul monks had already started to fight, they shouted and started fighting.
Judging from the number of people, the Nascent Soul monks dispatched by both sides are roughly the same, and they are all mainly composed of early-stage Nascent Soul monks, and the number of mid-stage cultivators is much smaller. In terms of supernatural powers, they also have their own characteristics, and it is not a question of who is stronger or weak.
. However, the Demon Lord of the Seven Nights is obviously well-trained, and basically no one is fighting alone. He always joins together and fights together. He covers each other. In this way, his combat effectiveness is comparable to that of a single soldier.
The combat needs to be greatly improved.
The Nascent Soul monks in Jinzhou City are naturally far inferior to those in this regard.
In essence, Jinzhou City is an open trading city. The high-level monks in the city usually practice on weekdays, meditate and refine alchemy. For them, it is a very distant thing. Fighting alone may not be weak.
In the Qiye Realm Demon Lord, however, the disadvantages became very obvious when the large-scale melee was fought.
After a moment, someone exclaimed that he was injured.
However, the four people including Zhao Da Demon Lord and Mr. Bing fought hard to distinguish.
Although the Great Demon Lord is amazing, Mr. Bing and others do not have a mediocre player. Although they have not undergone special training in cooperation, the four of them quickly reached a tacit understanding after a few rounds. The offense and defense cooperated more and more.
The better it is, it can be resisted, and at least for a while, you will not be at a disadvantage.
Fang Feiyang, who was watching the game from afar, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
As long as Mr. Bing and others can firmly entangle the Great Demon Lord Zhao, you will win half of this battle today. Just hold on for an hour and don’t let the demons break through the city defense. The underground spiritual energy of Moye Mountain will gradually recover and protect the city.
The power of the formation has greatly increased, and it will definitely be able to keep the demon army firmly outside the city. When the reinforcements arrive, the demon's doomsday will come.
Both sides in the melee seemed to be unnoticed. Tens of thousands of elite demon soldiers following Zhao Da Demon Lord had already dispersed without realizing it. One of them even flew up and hid directly in.
Deep in the dark clouds above the sky, I don’t come to help the battle, but I don’t know what the hell is going on.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the battle situation became more and more intense. From time to time, people heard terrible cry, and more and more injured Nascent Soul masters were injured.
However, it is well known that once a monk condenses the Nascent Soul successfully, it is difficult to be easily killed. Even if his body is destroyed, the Nascent Soul can escape alone and seek new life. Therefore, after half an hour of fierce battle, the injured Nascent Soul monk was killed.
Although there are many, very few people who have fallen and both body and spirit are destroyed.
The dark clouds in the sky gradually enveloped inadvertently, submerging the many monks in the fierce battle in little by little.
Most monks are very smart in their ears and eyes, especially high-level monks. Although the increasingly rich dark clouds gradually fill the battlefield and linger around them, they have not had any substantial impact for the time being. As a Nascent Soul monk, even if you count everything in front of you
If you can't see it, it will never hinder them from fighting.
When high-level monks fight, they often rely on instinct, not rational judgment.
No one thought that there was anything wrong with these dark clouds that were piled up around them, until an accident happened suddenly.
The first accident happened to the monk named Liao who looked like a heavy date.
The monk named Liao practiced an extremely powerful and domineering martial art. He held a heavy stick and fought against the Great Demon Lord head-on, and even made three moves. Although every time he faced the monk named Liao, he would groan.
After suffering a small loss, he immediately killed him again.
This foreign monk named Liao unknowingly became the first main force in fighting against the Great Demon Lord Zhao.
He faced the enemy head-on, and the other people were restrained from the side. Even though the Great Demon Lord had earth-shaking magical powers, he was restrained by the four of them. He could neither wipe out the four of them in one fell swoop, nor could he ignore them.
Take action to attack the city moat formation that is in its weakest stage.
"There are no timid people who know how to make trouble..."
When his fierce attack was blocked by the monks surnamed Liao again, the Great Demon Lord was finally completely angry. With a loud shout, he suddenly raised the black giant blade more than ten feet long and slashed at the monks surnamed Liao several feet away.
Slashed over.
"What is troubles? Is it necessary to win the war..."
The monk surnamed Liao laughed, took a deep breath, raised the iron rod in his hand, and fought towards the black giant blade.
At this moment, an extremely subtle but sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded. Even though everyone was a master of Nascent Soul, they could not figure out where the sound of breaking through the air came from, and they could not help but run their own luck.
He aroused the power of his divine thoughts and swept across the surroundings.
"No, someone plotted against me..."
Immediately afterwards, the monk named Liao shouted, completely different from the calmness he had just now. His tone became extremely panicked and mixed with pain. It was obvious that he had already been plotted against.
"Fellow Daoist Liao, what's going on?"
The true man Wuwei, who was not far from the monk surnamed Liao, asked immediately.
Unfortunately, the monk surnamed Liao had no time to answer him. Just now, he felt a numbness on his waist. The true magic power that had just condensed disappeared without a trace. Not to mention holding up the iron stick to meet the enemy,
I can't even lift my fingers.
Then, a black light flashed by.
The monk named Liao screamed halfway and then stopped suddenly. His tall body was cut into two, and bloody arrows rushed out, rushing several feet high. Then, two corpses fell straight from the air.
Go down.
Seeing this scene, Mr. Bing, Hong Tian and Wuwei Zhenren were a little overwhelmed.
I just played well, with both offense and defense, and had a tacit understanding. How could a lively friend be split into two in a blink of an eye?
What's particularly terrible is that they even knew nothing about the plot that the monk surnamed Liao had suffered.
In other words, this enemy hiding in the dark may have a striking blow to them at any time. When they wake up, the giant blade of the Great Demon Lord cut down. This is really a fight.
Fast and worry-free, and the cooperation is seamless.
A black shadow flashed, and a villain several inches tall emerged from the two corpses, with a look of shock and anger on his face. It was the Nascent Soul that the monk surnamed Liao had practiced for many years.
The Yuanying stared at Zhao Da Demon Lord viciously, and without saying a word, he flew towards the Wuwei Zhenren not far away.
The true man Wuwei's face turned shaking, and shook his sleeves, and swept towards the Nascent Soul of the monk surnamed Liao.
"Hehe, I've hit my Black Blood Slash and want to get rid of the Nascent Soul, it's just a daydream!"
Zhao Da Demon Lord narrowed his eyes and said this lightly to the Nascent Soul in the air, but he did not take action to stop Wuwei Zhenren, as if everything was under control.
Just as the monk named Liao was about to meet the tornado that Wuwei Zhenren was about to meet, the monk named Liao suddenly screamed, revealing a look of horror on his face. Then, a layer of black as dark as ink floated on the surface of the Nascent Soul
The fog instantly spread throughout the body of the Nascent Soul. The Nascent Soul suddenly fainted. The Great Demon Lord raised his hand and snatched the faint Nascent Soul from the Wuwei True Man. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novel