That night, the moon was drunk with wine and wine.
After a long drought, there is rain. The atmosphere in the entire coalition camp is jubilant, and all the demon soldiers are overjoyed at this belated victory.
Bai Yunsheng was naturally aware of the depression in the hearts of the coalition forces. The long-term shadow of failure was finally swept away. He did not stop the demon soldiers from reveling and relaxing.
"Order the sneak attack team and the Snow God Guard to guard the camp secretly. This is the time when the coalition forces are most vulnerable. We must not take it lightly."
Bai Yunsheng ordered Jing Hao to make arrangements, and then he returned to his tent to recover from his injuries with a little peace of mind.
The power of Jiang Qi Han Guang Ji Tu far exceeded Bai Yunsheng's imagination. Of course, the price he paid was also incalculable. The overdraft of karma once again swallowed up a large chunk of his life.
It is said that dozens of miles away, on the other side of the mountain, the rebels' return journey is no longer as beautiful as it used to be.
In this battle, they really lost their armor and were completely defeated.
Jin Tu's heart was injured by Jing Hao. Although it was not fatal, it would take time to recover.
More than half of the army was killed or wounded, and only about one-third of the demon soldiers escaped.
But these are not the worst. The worst thing is that the morale of the rebels has dropped to the bottom. The five major armies of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth have lost their troops. Counting the number of people sealed by the Hanguang Jitu, the main force has almost been lost.
However, what made matters worse and added salt to the wound was that when Jin Tu led the remaining troops back to the camp, he saw another horrific scene in front of him.
With the smoke of war and corpses everywhere, the neat and elegant camp has turned into a mass grave.
Jin Tu couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and almost fainted. He could no longer suppress the anger in his chest, and he looked up to the sky and screamed in sorrow.
"Bai Yunsheng!!! I will make you pay with blood!"
The two lords Ba Tian and Dugu Long also had dead expressions on their faces, and the remnant army of monsters behind the three of them all looked sad and lifeless.
During the fierce battle at the trumpet mouth, the black-clad Holy Legion raided the nearly empty rebel camp with lightning speed. The battle did not drag on at all. Although the demon soldiers were not wiped out, their foundation was shaken.
It's late at night.
The smell of wine and cheers fell into sleep.
Jing Hao, Situ Ye and Liu Yifan stood quietly outside Bai Yunsheng's tent, waiting to be summoned.
"Come in."
Bai Yunsheng's calm voice came from inside the tent, and the three of them walked into the tent in response.
Situ Ye and Liu Yifan had surprised expressions on their faces, but Jing Hao's expression remained as usual.
Bai Yunsheng still wore the Fengyun mask and said:
"I know your purpose of coming. I arranged the attack and disappearance of the Four Columns, the death of Jing Hao, and the raid of the Black Holy Legion. The reason is very simple. The spies in the coalition have never shown up. These are all for
Disturbing the sight of him and Jintu."
Bai Yunsheng paused for a while, stood up and continued:
"From the moment I arrived at Yidi Mountain, I was being watched. All the way to Xizhou City, Qianzhou City, Que Mountain, Qingqiu Mountain, and even a sneak attack on Wuwei Peak, my whereabouts were known all the way.
It’s clear. But not many people know that I’m back, so I’m sure the traitor must be a high-ranking member of the coalition, and now I’ve confirmed his identity.”
As Bai Yunsheng's words fell, a cold wave hit Situ Ye and Liu Yifan's hearts.
It was already clear that Jing Hao could not be a traitor, so the two of them became the biggest suspects.
Bai Yunsheng continued: "The Purple Leopard Bear Clan is born with the heart on the right side, so the sword I struck in Mercury Prison did not kill Jing Hao. Before leaving Qingqiu Mountain, Lord Shangguan gave me the control method of Hanguang Jitu.
Before the first battle, I asked Liu Yifan to help me hide under the battlefield of Langya Valley, waiting for the opportunity to include the rebels and the four columns in the stone map. Then came today's scene, I will hide the five hidden in the Hanguang Ji map.
The Qianxue Divine Guard and the fourth column were released to catch the enemy by surprise and defeat them."
Liu Yifan and Situ Ye were holding their breath and taking a breath at the moment. They really didn't expect that this young demon king would have such deep intentions.
Bai Yunsheng continued: "As for the early attack by the black holy soldiers, I secretly signaled Bu Jingtian to make a detour to the rebel camp with a thunderous force and take away his lair."
Bai Yunsheng's Fengyun mask reflected the flickering candlelight, and he said with authority: "The main force of the rebels suffered heavy losses in this battle. Our army's victory has been determined. However, Jin Tu is by no means a guy who is willing to give up. The troops are now resting. You must be strict when you return."
Be prepared. This is the most dangerous time."
The three current lords sincerely admired the new demon king and responded respectfully:
"Yes, Demon King!"
"Leave one behind and leave the other two."
Jing Hao and Situ Ye looked at each other and left without giving up.
…
The Yidi Mountain Demon Realm spans half of the Southern Wilderness Demon Realm. On this endless black land, a war involving the entire Demon Realm is about to come to an end.
Under the moon, the two armies' tents were filled with ice and fire.
However, whether it is the carnival of victory or the decadence of defeat, no one cares about the lives lost in the war.
Three days later.
There was still an atmosphere of cheering in the coalition camp. Now they have completely taken the initiative. The demon soldiers all have rosy faces and high morale.
However, this was accompanied by an air of frivolity permeating the army.
Three days have passed since the rebels were defeated, but the new demon king still has not launched the final attack.
Jing Hao naturally saw the impetuous mood of his soldiers. He had repeatedly advised Bai Yunsheng to send troops, but without exception he was rejected on the grounds of "rest and recuperate to wait for the opportunity of fighting".
The Snow God Guard had left for Qingqiu Mountain one day ago, and the Hanguang Jitu was left behind, but Bai Yunsheng could no longer use it. The consequences of manipulating such a treasure cannot disappear in a short time.
This is one of the reasons why Bai Yunsheng has been holding back. He can no longer bear the frequent overdraft of karma.
Night falls quietly, making this dark land even more mysterious and unpredictable.
It was past midnight, and the lights in the coalition camp were dim.
Although the demon soldiers on guard were full of energy, they were absent-minded because in their minds, it was impossible for the rebels to organize an effective attack after being routed thousands of miles away.
"call."
The sultry wind blew over the camp, and a black shadow took advantage of the moonlight and headed straight to the south-central direction of the camp.
In such a large camp, no one, no matter the open sentry or the hidden post, noticed its existence.
Walking on the wind silently.
In the blink of an eye, the dark shadow quietly landed in front of a most magnificent tent.
"Puff."
There were two slight sounds of spurting blood in the night.
The two guards in front of the big tent fell to the ground. They didn't even see clearly whether their opponents were humans or ghosts, and went to see the King of Hell.
The black shadow's feet did not touch the ground, and its body floated in the air, drifting into the dimly lit tent like a ghost.
A few moments.
"It's you!"
Suddenly, a sharp shout came from inside the tent. It didn't need to be broken down to identify the voice of the Barbarian King Situ Ye.
It didn't matter if he shouted with such a loud voice, it was like a thunder on the ground in the silent night, waking up all the tents within thirty feet.
The sound of commotion spread quickly, alerting whistles everywhere. In less than a moment, half of the camp was brightly lit.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Immediately afterwards, loud noises came from Situ Ye's tent, and two figures burning with fire broke through the tent, flew into the air and started fighting. The two big knives chopped out sparks and lightning all the way, and the karma stirred up and shocked all directions!
"Batian! You dare to assassinate me!"
Situ Ye shouted while chopping with all his strength.
At the same time, the sound of fighting was also heard from Jing Hao's tent in the east and west direction. The two kinds of karma, purple gold and gold, pierced the four walls, and the tent was instantly torn apart.
"It's you! Dugulong!"
Jing Hao's roar was drowned in the clash of weapons.
The commotion of the sneak attack quickly spread to the middle tent. Bai Yunsheng, who had been practicing with his eyes closed, immediately woke up and shouted outside:
"What's going on! Someone come quickly!"
But there was no response from outside the tent.
Bai Yunsheng immediately felt a little uneasy.
"My subordinate, Situ Ye, is here!"
A familiar voice was followed by a "ta-da" sound of footsteps, a hot breath hit his face, and a fierce man appeared in front of Bai Yunsheng.
"Situ Ye!?"
Bai Yunsheng wore a wind and cloud mask, and his words were full of doubts.
"What happened outside? Why are you here?"
Situ Ye split his red and thick lips, smiled cruelly, and said, "I came here to kill you, of course."
Bai Yunsheng stared in shock and shouted: "It turns out the traitor is you!"
"You knew it was too late. Now that your injury has not healed, you cannot use the Cold Light Chronicle. Go to hell!"
The wild fire knife rolled up a burst of scorching flames and swallowed up Bai Yunsheng sitting on it in the blink of an eye. The entire Chinese army tent became a sea of fire in an instant!
"Kill!!!"
Suddenly, loud shouts of death came from the surrounding dark mountains and forests.
The remnants of the rebels, led by Jin Tu, rushed into the coalition camp without any resistance, and there were repeated killings.
The entire coalition camp suddenly burst into flames, and some of the coalition troops who were still sleeping in the tent woke up from a dream. They didn't even have time to put on their armor, so they directly raised their swords and went into battle to kill the invading rebels.
Things happened in a hurry, and the coalition forces that hurriedly resisted the enemy had no momentum at all and could not form an effective defense at all. Many demon soldiers just poked their heads out of the tent, and their heads were missing in an instant.
Blood spattered and dyed the white tent under the fire red.
At this moment, the coalition camp with tens of thousands of people had turned into a mess, the summons of the commanders of each column had lost their power, and the shadow of death suddenly covered the entire military camp.
"What's going on! What's going on!"
Jing Hao split Dugulong's golden wheel with an ax and looked around at the chaotic scene in front of him.
The rebel troops dispersed into several thin streams, like sharp knives effortlessly slicing through the numb bodies of the coalition forces.
The blood merged into a river, and the screams were as dense as haze.
Fear began to spread in the hearts of every coalition soldier.
"Jing Hao, take your life!"
Jin Tu screamed, and three rays of golden light curled up from the poisonous dragon thorn hit Jing Hao's heart directly.
Jing Hao, who was tightly entangled by Dugu Long, was unable to dodge and was stabbed by Jin Tu firmly. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body fell into the forest like water being poured out.
The originally peaceful atmosphere of the coalition camp turned into a hell on earth in an instant.
Jin Tu's remnants only had a few thousand men, while the coalition forces still had more than 30,000 men left, but their position was completely disrupted.
suddenly.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!"
Three consecutive deafening explosions rang out from the east, west, north and west of the camp. They were like bolts from the blue. They lit up the night instantly and stunned the two warring parties on the battlefield.
But the rebels came well prepared, and they naturally knew the source of the explosion, and soon continued to use their weapons to massacre the lives of the coalition forces.
A deep pit with a radius of several tens of feet appeared on the three campsites in the east, west, north and west of the camp, and it was bottomless under the cover of darkness.
More than half a hundred feet around the pit were reduced to ashes of charcoal. The large tent affected by the shock wave was torn into pieces, and the uniform coalition camp was suddenly turned into a mass grave.
Jing Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted to everyone around him: "Don't panic! Form a formation to defend against the enemy!"
But his roar was soon drowned in the din of fighting.
Jin Tu smiled evilly and said proudly: "Hmph, Jing Hao, don't struggle anymore in vain. This camp is surrounded by fire clouds and thunderbolts. As long as I give the order, you will all go to see the King of Hell!"
"Fire Cloud Thunderbolt?!"
Jin Tu's words were shocking and shocked Jing Hao, who was in a rage. However, the shock only lasted for a moment, and Jing Hao became even more furious as if adding fuel to the fire.
The Fire Cloud Thunderbolt Bomb was the unique hidden weapon of the Barbarian King Situ Ye, and it was extremely lethal. However, because the power of the explosion could not be effectively controlled, Jing Hao did not use it in the battle in the Demon Realm, but he did not expect to be attacked at this moment.
Jing Hao hurriedly turned around and looked at the place where Batian and Situ Ye had just fought, but he only saw Batian's cruel smile.
"Traitor! Traitor!!"
Jing Hao squeezed out a few words through his teeth. His purple-gold eyes no longer showed anger, but were completely filled with madness after rage.
The blood-breaking ax is like wind and rain, without distinguishing between friend and foe, harvesting heads along the way and disappearing into the vast chaos and darkness.
When he reached Jin Tu, a sharp black light passed through the flames of the battle and appeared in Jing Hao's right hand, which was a knife.
"Holy Knife!"
Jin Tu immediately recognized that what Jing Hao was holding was one of the three greatest treasures in the Demonic Domain of Yidi Mountain, the Demon Sword Cangming!
The Snake King's dark golden pupils were instantly filled with greed and desire.
Because Cangming is the identity card of the Demon King in Yidi Mountain!
The Jasper Wutong is the core of Yidi Mountain, and very few people can take a look at it. The Demon Locking Tower has always been worshiped, and the Demon Realm has hardly used it since ancient times, and its power has always lived in legends.
But Cangming is different. It is the weapon of all previous demon kings, and its aura is known to all demons.
The reason why Jin Tu hadn't detonated all the Fire Cloud Thunderbolt Bombs yet was because he was waiting for Cang Ming to appear.
Now that he has the Demon Locking Tower in hand, plus Cang Ming, once he seizes the main peak of Yidi Mountain and obtains the Jasper Wutong, the Demon King's position will no longer be in dispute.
Jin Tu stared at Cangming with vicious eyes, and said greedily: "Jing Hao, hand over the holy sword, and I will keep your whole body!"
But unfortunately, at this moment, Jing Hao has reached the end of his madness and is unconscious. He just kills all the enemies in front of him.
"call!"
The cold wind suddenly rose, Jing Hao's burly body suddenly moved, and the cold and domineering murderous intent locked onto Jin Tu.
At this time, Cangming had transformed into a ten-foot-long sword, but its power continued to increase.
"Hmph! Then let me take you on your last journey!"
Jin Tu cast his death glare, saw Jing Hao's movements clearly, and stabbed out the poisonous dragon thorn from his hand.
"call."
The dark Demon Locking Tower has slowly floated over the camp, and a faint demonic aura spreads out in circles, suppressing the karma in the bodies of the coalition's demonic soldiers with the appearance of a king.
Jing Hao is in the Blue Soul Realm and has seen countless martial arts skills. His understanding and practice of the Heaven and Earth Lianli Sword are by no means comparable to that of Bai Yunsheng. In just a few days, Jing Hao has mastered all four sword techniques of the Heaven and Earth Lianli Sword.
The first style is willing to be a couple!
The second style flies together!
The third form is like Tian Ruoqing!
The fourth style is the blue sky!
In an instant, the sharp and fierce sword energy quickly cut through the night air, completely submerging Jin Tu. The sound of the sword was urging people to die, as if a group of partridges were screaming in the dusk!
The Heaven and Earth Linking Sword Technique that Jing Hao used at this time was comparable to the founder of the sword technique. The purple figure transformed into thousands of people in an instant. Cangming was advancing but not advancing, seeming to be retreating but not retreating, full of emptiness and reality, mourning the sky and the earth.
"call!"
Suddenly, the green light pouring from a waterfall was cold and faint. As a feeling of sadness came, the green light flashed away, and Jin Tu's body fell to the ground like a free fall.
Jing Hao paused in the night sky and panted violently.
This was the first time he had used the sword technique completely. In the previous confrontation, the poisonous dragon thorn also added more than a dozen bloody scars on his body.
Sudden.
"Poof!" There was a muffled sound, and a fiery red knife penetrated Jing Hao's right chest.