Chapter 383, Fierce Battle at Wulong Mountain (4).
At the foot of Guogai Mountain, fairy clouds were lingering, and the barbarian troops were lined up densely, one after another. They were all bare-chested and as black as coke.
Although he is disheveled and disheveled, he is also strong-backed and looks like a god-like figure who has been on the battlefield for a long time...
"Leader! These people seem to be descended from the gods. They don't look easy to deal with!" Standing on the hill opposite Guogai Mountain, looking at these dense barbarian-like teams on the lawn at the foot of the mountain, the Rakshasa girl gasped.
He took a breath of air-conditioning and spoke to Wutian anxiously.
"Hmm! They're all just skinny appearances. They're not worth mentioning. Uh! Rakshasa, didn't you go find out? Why is there one missing team?... Shouldn't they have... thirty-six plus seven?
Twelve, shouldn't there be a large army of 108 mandrills? Why is there one missing!...?" Wutian asked puzzledly and said.
"Master, the thirty-six holes are actually only thirty-five! This last hole contains a family of ten or twenty people, all of whom are passing gods!..." The Rakshasa girl hurriedly reported to Wutian.
After inquiring about the situation, he said in a long-winded way.
"So that's it! God helps me, God helps me! Something happened in the back garden of my hometown, and the Xiaoxian team will definitely not be able to take care of us. Hahahaha!" Wutian couldn't help laughing after hearing the Rakshasa Girl's report.
Get up and say.
Yes, Wu Tian’s guess was absolutely correct. At this time, Wulong Mountain was indeed a new stage where Wu Tian dominated the world!
"Leader, shall we kill them now?" Bo Xun looked at the dark mandrill soldiers at the foot of the mountain and urged them excitedly, and said.
"Don't worry, let the children charge for a while first, so that our demon sons and grandsons can gather some souls to bless their soul power and demonic thoughts. When the enemy army is completely confused, our three leaders will work together again to defeat the thirty-six
Master of the Cave, if all the mandrills from the Seventy-Two Mountains are wiped out, that would be so happy!" Wutian smiled and said.
"Master, it's the Thirty-Five Cave and the Seventy-Two Mountain!" the Rakshasa girl also laughed and said.
"It's all the same! It's just a dozen or twenty gods running away! After we succeed in attacking the sky, we won't have to hand over our lives! Hahahaha, let's just let them live for a few more years." Wutian is all about me.
His spirit returned again and he said disapprovingly.
As he spoke, Xuntian and Qiti led their large troops to the foot of Guogai Mountain. The ground was filled with darkness, and the mountains roared and the tsunami came.
It is more than a hundred times as powerful as the Mandrill soldiers...!
At this moment, the thirty-five cave soldiers and the seventy-two mountain mandrills at the foot of Mandrill Guogai Mountain suddenly turned around, changed their heads and tails, raised their stone tools, ebony Tanglimu, and shouted loudly, shaking the heaven and earth, and then greeted the Xuntian Seven Body
The demonic army.
With a roar, the two pairs of men and horses fought in a hoarse battle on the lawn at the foot of Guogai Mountain.
Generals against generals, soldiers against soldiers, goblins against evil spirits, monsters against monsters... The killing was so gloomy that ghosts cried and wolves howled, chicken feathers all over the ground flew up to the sky, you came and I refused to give in, you let go of the sword and I flew the shield, you vomited
I sprayed water from the demonic fire... metal, wood, water, fire and earth, the five elements are in conflict with each other and never interact with each other. The corpses and bones are like grass and mustard, and the souls are turned into dust!
Wu Tian smiled as he watched Qiti Xiao'er and Xuntian scolding Fang Qiu, using more to bully the less, and the mandrill's men retreated steadily, completely defeated...!
At the critical moment when the Mandrill Guogai Mountain army was retreating, the masters of the thirty-five caves soared into the sky, each carrying thirty five kinds of strange light. Being swept away by the light, the demon spirits in the demon army fell to the ground one after another.
Unable to bear it, it turned into powder and disappeared into thin air. In just a moment, many demon spirits were killed or injured.
When the seven bodies saw it, they also shot towards Boyun's evil energy, sending out wave after wave of dark clouds of demonic thoughts and soul power.
Seeing the opponent, the cave masters of the thirty-fifth cave were divided into two, and most of them continued to plunder the demon spirits. Six or seven of them rushed towards the soul of the seven-body child.
For a time, demonic winds filled the sky and the earth, and ghosts cried and wolves howled.
As soon as the wave came down, the demon spirits suffered heavy losses. Except for the four ghostly sisters and the black cloud blood souls, almost no one in the vanguard survived.
Xuntian took the lead and was chasing down the thirty-five cave monsters and the seventy-two mountain mandrills. He saw that the numbers were all slaughtered by him. When he turned around, he saw thirty-five weirdos rushing out of a small hut and surrounding them.
Seven bodies are fighting, strong winds are blowing, and lightning and thunder are continuous.
They only fought from the ground to mid-air, majestic. Seeing that the seven bodies could not withstand the enemy, almost no one survived in the large army of demon spirits following them. In a fit of anger, they turned around and attacked among the thirty-six people.
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The demon spirits couldn't bear the evil winds and evil thoughts of the great gods who went crazy to kill and tortured them. They all withdrew from the foot of Guogai Mountain and stood outside the mountain to watch the battle.
Xuntian and Qiti, together with the four ghostly sisters and Xuntian's masters, besieged the cave master of the thirty-fifth cave. They were like hurricanes spinning in the air, rolling up yellow sand and rotten leaves and broken walls.
Ruins…….
The monsters and monsters lost their backbone and withdrew from the battle, wailing and crying, and withdrew from the foothills of Guogai Mountain.
The seven-body Xuntian generation and the Thirty-five Cave Masters only killed each other until they were devastated, the people were in dire straits, and the evil wind was everywhere.
If they are slightly swept away and scratched by the evil wind of their demonic thoughts, the ordinary demons will scream in agony, and soon their bodies will be riddled with holes and pus will ooze to death.
Seeing the demons and beasts getting into a panic, Wutian nodded to the Rakshasa girl and shouted loudly: "Qitian and Xuntian retreat, take charge of the Rakshasa tribe and form a barrier around the outside.
I want to support you, the boss, in destroying these bastards who don’t know how to live or die.”
"Xuntian, hurry up and take Brother Seventh Body down with you to tidy up our demon sect's large army of demon spirits. Mom will take care of the rest." The Rakshasa girl roared and forcibly opened the thirty-five holes.
The Lord forced him back ten battles' distance.
Qiti and Xuntian took the opportunity to withdraw from the battle, retreated to the outside of Guogai Mountain, and reorganized their troops together.
The melee between the two families was beyond everyone's imagination. The barbarian fight was a chaotic attack, with no rules for each other. Only the stronger and the fiercer would win. The one with more soldiers would crush the opponent crazily, and the weak would be attacked.
The group eats fish, crabs, shrimps, rice, rabbits, and mountain delicacies, so there is nothing to describe.
There’s nothing to brag about!
However, the battle between the Rakshasa Girl and the Master of the Thirty-Fifth Cave was different.
There is a strong confrontation, you come and I go, evenly matched, but the killing is like a demonic wind rising from the ground, and there is no life in the sky.
The cave masters of the Thirty-Fifth Cave saw that they could not hold back the Rakshasa girl, so they sacrificed the magic weapons of their respective clans. Various tree-shaped emerald magic weapons floated above their heads, surrounding the Rakshasa girl and spinning in mid-air.
In just a moment, except for the Shenmao Fairy House at the foot of Guogai Mountain, which was motionless, all objects with signs of life were caught up in this huge rapidly rotating top. Sand and rocks were flying, and vegetation and trees were all soldiers. You came and I came and went with lightning and thunder.
You come and go like this several times, fighting each other to the death, and in the blink of an eye, millions of moves have been made.
Seeing that the cave master of the thirty-fifth cave was gradually losing strength, he was slowly at a disadvantage.
Thirty-five big men as black as coke were covered in blood. The sound of the wind blowing out was gradually shrouded in the red clouds and mist of the Rakshasa girl. It was like the faint breath of thirty-five children playing flutes in the strong wind and waves, slowly.
Slowly it fell silent.
The master of the thirty-fifth hole, who was shirtless and heroic, was no longer there, and became more timid.
At this moment, the Rakshasa girl suddenly manifested her soul, and a huge and beautiful head looked down from the red glow in the sky. The earth trembled continuously, and the entire foothills of Guogai Mountain were swayed by a domineering wave.
The breath was tightly suppressed, and it was released step by step. The thirty-five cave masters lowered their bodies to the ground and gathered in one place. They turned their hands into palms and tried to lift them up, as if they wanted to hold up a piece of
Heaven, don't let it collapse.
As the pressure increased, several cave masters who lacked soul power and spiritual energy had turned into stone sculptures. The colorful spiritual energy in their palms disappeared, and they had been dead for a long time...!
At this moment, a huge beauty's head in the sky spit out red fireworks, burning towards the remaining twenty or so cave masters who were struggling to support themselves.
The veins of each cave master are swollen, their faces are ashen, and their aura is getting weaker and weaker...
Just when they were about to collapse, a group of big demons suddenly rushed out from the Shenmao Fairy House and flew straight towards the giant of the Rakshasa Girl.
The Rakshasa girl hesitated for a moment, and was about to use her demonic thoughts to deal with them. When she looked sideways, a jet of black ice air flow like a water tank flew straight out from Wutian Boxun's position, and all the demons were involved in the black
Xuanbing air current.
The Rakshasa girl retracted her mind and continued to concentrate on dealing with the remaining twenty dozen cave masters who were free to fight trapped beasts.
Yes, the mountain demons from the Seventy-Two Mountains were out, and Bo Xun rushed to kill them without hesitation.
The moves of the Seventy-Two Mountain Mandrills were getting old, and they had no time to collect their souls to stop. They were all made dumplings by Bo Xun in one go. They all passively accepted the moves and retreated step by step in the black ice flow of Bo Xun. Their breathing was rapid and their faces were twisted, as if
As if being blown by a hurricane, the pressure was so great that I felt a little shaken.
"Bo Xun! You old boy took advantage of others' danger. How can you be a good man?" Someone among them yelled.
"Hey, hey, hey! I, Bo Xun, have never done anything fair and aboveboard. You are talking about your gods and earthly beings. What does it have to do with my demon sect?... Get ready and die!" Bo Xun yelled, and from then on
He jumped down from the hillock, and with a quick step, he flew into the black black ice air flow he had released. The magic knife slashed blackly at the seventy-two mandrill mountain masters who had not yet completely turned around.
The back of the head is gone.
"Stand back, everyone, retreat another five hundred meters." Xuntian immediately shouted to the four ghostly sisters and other subordinates.
After a gust of wind passed by, the front of the Shenmao Fairy House at the foot of Guogai Mountain had turned into a large piece of empty red sand with no vegetation.
The Rakshasa girl was confused by the sudden emergence of the mandrill from the Seventy-Two Mountains, and the evil wind and evil thoughts that swept over her head. After a short period of time, the remaining cave owners took the opportunity to escape and escaped from the pot. The foothills of Gai Mountain disappeared into the red clouds and mist, without a trace.
"Hey! It's a pity, it's a pity! I missed a few demons. I'm so angry." The Rakshasa girl took away her soul, fell from the sky, counted the thirty-three corpses on the ground, and sighed with tears. typical.
In the sky, wave after wave of demonic thoughts are divided into two, two and three... Each thought entangles a mandrill, a total of seventy-two thoughts. The thoughts are like heavenly threads, tightly binding the seventy-two mandrills. He stood up, struggling continuously in the black black ice airflow, wailing and screaming to the ground.
"Death!" As Bo Xun shouted, the Seventy-Two Mountain mandrill was shot straight down from the Tianling Cap with a strong force. His body and guts were split, and his early soul flew into the sky, turning into bursts of black smoke and falling down.
"Wutian, what are you waiting for? It's time for you to send me Mandrill on the road, right? Use your magic thoughts to send me back to heaven. You have taken over my territory. I hope your wish to conquer heaven can come true. Hahahahaha!" Mandrill! He shouted loudly, and without waiting for Wutian to take action, the entire Shenmao Fairy House rushed towards Wutian.
"Hahahaha! Little one." Wu Tian waved out a wave of demonic thoughts, and thousands of insects and gu rushed towards the God's Immortal House.
"Thank you! Thank you." A sneer flashed across the corner of the mandrill's mouth, which was sitting cross-legged in the divine thatched cottage. He took his thatched cottage with Wutian's divine power and flew straight up to the sky.
Wutian Mo thought and chased after him with lightning speed. Unexpectedly, he did not even get to the Shenmao Fairy House, so he lost the Shenmao Fairy House among the fairy clouds at the entrance of the Three Realms, and was dumbfounded in the depths of the white clouds. at.
"Hey! The body is dead and the soul is immortal, but he still escaped." Wutian said helplessly╮(╯＿╰)╭, silently withdrew the soul power of the demonic thoughts, and sighed longly.
"Cough! Cough." Bo Xun poured all his soul power into the magic thread that bound the mandrill, and coughed continuously.
This battle put him under a lot of pressure!
Although the soul power of these seventy-two mountain mandrills is not so heaven-defying, they are superior to them because of their large numbers, which cost him a lot of effort.
"Death!" After Bo Xun released the last wave of demonic thoughts, his whole body became limp, fell from the air, and fell into the red earth with a thud.
"Plop, plop... plop!" Immediately afterwards, seventy-two strange stone wax figures fell from the sky. They were submerged into the red soil, with a little bit of their scalp exposed.
"Rakshasa girl, hurry up and save people!" Wutian put away his great soul power and said to the Rakshasa girl beside him who was sighing freely.
"I understand, leader." The Rakshasa girl agreed, rushed out with a vigorous step, pulled the half-dead Bo Xun up from the ground, and said.
"Your reaction... is really incredible!" Bo Xun grinned and laughed with the Rakshasa girl as if he was self-deprecating.
"You still said that! If you had taken action earlier, I wouldn't have let a few monsters go, right?" Rakshasa said to Bo Xun unhappily.