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On the chaotic battlefield, Ye Mo was like light, like lightning, like a devil, like a god, like a beast, like a demon, and he was so fierce and chaotic.
At this moment, countless demon clans were stunned, human monks were stunned, and spirit clans were stunned. All the creatures who witnessed this scene were shocked and dumbfounded.
The dozen or so powerful demon apes that followed the demon ape's death were also shocked and stunned, losing their minds. They could not believe this scene. A human race actually crushed the powerful demon ape clan, a high-level demon clan.
"Don't be stunned, take this opportunity to kill these monsters quickly."
Among the monks who were encircling and suppressing more than a dozen powerful demon apes, a peak Yuanying monk recovered from the shock and immediately gave a deep shout to alert the other encircling and suppressing monks. At the same time, he sacrificed his magic weapon and attacked fiercely.
After being reminded, the other monks also woke up one after another. They didn't care to marvel, and moved in the air with understanding, forming a simple formation to surround and suppress the powerful demon ape.
A dozen powerful demon apes were already in danger, but now the leader of the demon ape died and was crushed like this. As a result, the minds of these dozen powerful demon apes were directly taken away. How could they still have the energy to fight against a group of Nascent Soul monks around them?
Escape from the battlefield and return to the mountain behind the army.
"Won't you save it?"
The young man wearing colorful feathers clearly knew the murderous intention of the powerful demon ape and quasi-demon god, so he "reminded" him with a smile.
"My skills are inferior to those of others, so what's there to say?"
The quasi-demon god of the powerful demonic ape clan had a calm voice, as if he didn't care, but the young man in feathers could clearly detect the coldness in his words.
Seeing this, the young man in feathers said nothing more. The death of the demon ape was not from his Peacock clan, so he didn't have the energy to worry about anything, so he calmly watched the changes on the battlefield, unmoved at all.
In the battlefield below, after several twists and turns, Ye Mo took a look at the demon ape that was lying on the ground like mud, as if it had lost its soul. After all, he did not torture it anymore, let go of its ankles, and walked to it.
At this moment, an evil wind suddenly hit his face, and it turned out to be a demonic ape that violently attacked and killed Ye Mo. The five fingers of his palm kept changing, and the transformation was unpredictable, and it quickly hit Ye Mo's chest.
After being tortured in such a humiliating way for so long, no one would have thought that the demon simian had given up on saving himself. His mind had been severely damaged and he had no intention of resisting. However, it suddenly attacked in such an unexpected situation, which was really hard to guard against.
, if you were an ordinary monk, even if you were prepared, you would still suffer a big loss.
"I expected you to resist!"
Ye Mo was not in a hurry, he raised his foot as expected and stepped towards the dead monster's chest.
However, Ye Mo did not step directly on it. Just when he was about to step on the chest of Demon Ape Death, his foot suddenly moved.
In this way, Yaoyuanshan seemed to take the initiative to put his arm between Ye Mo's legs. Immediately afterwards, Ye Mo stepped down hard and bent his legs, catching Yaoyuanshan's arm and breaking it brazenly.
"roar!"
When his arm was broken, the demonic ape roared in pain and raised his lower body, trying to turn over and break away from Ye Mo's grasp.
However, before it could turn over, Ye Mo had already punched out, and with a loud "bang" sound that shook the whole place, the demon ape's head was hit by Ye Mo's million-strong punch, and his head fell into the ground.
Cracks exploded along with the holes, spreading in all directions. A stream of rich demon blood splashed three feet high, bright red, and stung the corners of countless creatures' eyes to twitch.
Even so, the muffled roars of fear still came out, and the body of the demon monkey was struggling hard.
"snort."
Ye Mo snorted coldly, let go of Demon Ape Death's arm, stood next to the hole that had been punched through, punched out with both fists, and punched hard, the ground cracked with each punch, and the earth trembled.
, and at the same time, strings of blood continued to rise from the potholes.
Violence.
Too violent.
This is to beat a demon saint to death.
After punching for more than twenty consecutive times, Demon Ape Death's body had completely softened, and the blood spurted out stained the ground red. Ye Mo's face was also covered with demon blood. The scene was terrifying and shocking.
Slowly standing up from the ground, Ye Mo glanced around and found that no living being dared to approach at all. The glances he glanced at unintentionally were full of trembling fear.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, Ye Mo raised his foot again, like a huge mountain rushing down, and stepped hard into the pothole. With this kick, half of Ye Mo's calves sank into the ground, and there was a sound like an egg breaking.
The sound frightened countless living beings.
This time, I am afraid that the Demon Saint has really fallen, and was beaten to death by a human!
On the hill behind the demon army, the quasi-demon god of the powerful demon ape clan had already moved his eyes away and looked at the entire battlefield, observing the situation of the entire battlefield.
"The situation is at a stalemate, let's release the demonic fog, right?"
The battle has lasted from daytime to sunset, and the quasi-demon god of the powerful demon ape tribe seems to have no more patience, and his eyes are filled with evil spirits.
"Can't wait? I said you can't help it."
The young man in feather didn't agree or object, he laughed.
The quasi-demon god of the powerful demonic ape clan had an expressionless expression on his face covered with black hair. He ignored the young man in feathers and said in a deep voice: "Let go of the demonic mist."
Not long after, the battlefields in all directions of the Ice Lotus Fortress rushed up with smoke-like pillars of air, reaching straight into the sky, making the thick and heavy black clouds turbulent, and then suddenly falling from the high sky and spreading out, covering up the stars.
moon.
"No, it's the demon mist!"
"How come the Demon Clan's trump card has been revealed so early? Here's an order for everyone to be careful and vigilant. At least two people should work in groups and rely on each other to avoid being taken advantage of by the Demon Clan."
"The demon race is impatient, which is not a good thing for the human race."
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The appearance of the consciousness-killing demon mist caused a commotion on the battlefield, but the creatures on both sides were warriors who had experienced many battles, so they quickly calmed down.
The combat scope of the human monks began to be greatly reduced, and they even directly withdrew to the defensive range restricted by the fortress formation, or formed small teams, at least in pairs, to look after each other.
The demon clan's momentum skyrocketed, their military morale was boosted, the roars of beasts and birds filled the sky, and they launched a frenzied attack on the human monk army. Many lone monks suddenly suffered a devastating blow and were submerged in the vast tide of beasts almost instantly.
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That's not all, the Ten Thousand Demons Command Flag was raised, and the blood-colored light rippled in circles, causing countless demon clans to surge with energy and blood, their demonic energy soaring into the sky, and their combat power skyrocketing.
The situation was tilted the moment the Consciousness-Destroying Demon Mist appeared. As expected, the human race fell into a disadvantage that was difficult to break, and the disadvantage was obvious.
"The pressure of the formation restriction is too great. We can no longer avoid the battle. Here is the order: form the Yin Yang Ten Jue Formation and rush into the battlefield. Monks who are good at pupil magic will be stationed at various support points to support each team with bursts of fire..."
The army of human immortal soldiers retreated again and again, resulting in less than 30% of the monks resisting in front of the fortress. The monsters hid in the billowing black mist and launched their magic spells. Hundreds of thousands of magic spells turned into bright and blazing light, and violently bombarded the fortress.
In formation.
As a last resort, several generals and staff quickly discussed and came up with a response plan as quickly as possible, and orders were passed on quickly.
At the right time, the immortal soldiers who had already retreated into the formation came out again. Magical weapons filled the sky, and the light of magical powers shone in the sky. The demon tribe was caught off guard, and they had a slight upper hand for a while.
When they came out again at this time, the formation of the human race's immortal soldiers had been greatly changed. The Five Elements monks were in a group of ten, and the Three Strange monks were in a group of nine. They looked after each other and fought, swarming out and charging into the turbulent demonic mist.
However, some monks who practice the magical power of pupil, regardless of their cultivation and combat strength, never leave the protection of the light screen of the formation. They exert their magical power of pupil with all their strength, see through the layers of demonic fog, command a monster-killing giant crossbow, and use spiritual power to
Artillery supports the strike.
After some changes and adjustments, although the disadvantages of the human race are still obvious, they are still unable to fight back and can only wait for the monster race to hunt them down.
The battle between the low-level immortal soldiers and the demon clan is in full swing, but many teams of Xuanwang and Xuanjin-level hunters are still stagnant in the battlefield, standing back to back in the invisible demon mist, with magic weapons above their heads.
, press the storage bag with your hand and fight with caution.
Ye Mo was stunned by the demon mist at first, but then he realized what was happening. With a wave of his sleeves, he first collected the dead body of the demon ape on the ground, and then opened his mouth to spit out streams of bright light. These lights swirled in the air,
Then it floated and spun around Ye Mo's head.
The eight-series flying sword is still at the level of a small magical weapon, but even a small magical weapon can be of great use in such a situation, and Ye Mo can use it easily.
Of course, the eight-series flying sword alone is definitely not enough. Ye Mo changed his mind and patted his waist, and two more brilliant rays of light flew out, one azure and the other emerald green.
These two magical artifacts are naturally Huaqing Inkstone and Xufeng Qinglian.
The Huaqing Inkstone is a fourteenth-level magic weapon with great magical power, and the Bihe Qingyan is a rare fire from heaven and earth. It is Huangfu Qingyan's special skill, and its power cannot be underestimated.
And Xu Feng Qing Lian is not much different. When Ye Mo was in the Nascent Soul stage, he couldn't exert the power of Xu Feng Qing Lian. Now that he has broken through to the God Transformation stage, Xu Feng Qing Lian's power and many magical powers can be used.
It was successfully implemented, and it is also a great tool at this moment.
"boom!"
Suddenly!
A large swath of demonic mist exploded, and thousands of demonic arts burst through the sky like a sudden rain, like a vast ocean of demonic arts covering his head, making Ye Mo's expression change.
In the battle with Monster Ape Death just now, he didn't give the demon army a chance to jointly cast spells to attack him. But now that the human race was in chaos, the demon army naturally took action and launched a group magic bombardment against Ye Mo.
Without hesitation, Ye Mo sent out a ray of light, a roll of many magic weapons, raised his palm and drew it in front of him, the void burst, and Ye Mo's figure flashed in.
Thousands of magic spells gathered like a vast ocean, but they all hit the empty space. The area suddenly rioted, and the heaven and earth shook violently.
The next moment, Ye Mo's figure had appeared several miles away. The eight-series flying sword on his head sprayed out hundreds of feet of sword light. The sword energy filled the sky and shattered the bodies of countless low-level demon clans. There was a shower of demon blood.
It exploded and gathered together with the blood rain all over the sky.
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