long night walk

Chapter 626
Ning Feiyan saw this scene as thrilling.

She withdrew her knife and retreated to Bai Lian's side, her eyes lingering on the umbrella in his hand in amazement: "His Majesty the Devil actually hid such a terrifying thing in the royal city?"

No one can understand the horror of this thing better than Bai Lian, who is holding the Tianji Umbrella.

As if drinking fresh blood, a blood-colored scarlet peach blossom was slowly outlined on the surface of the umbrella leaf, and the pistils flickered lightly, as if it was about to become a spirit.

That smear of blood penetrated into his eyes, as if it could affect Bai Li'an's whole heart and mind.

He was not thirsty for blood, but his eyeballs turned crimson little by little.

An unprovoked and violent killing intent came to his bones, and he stared blankly and indifferently at the barbaric army that surrounded and killed him from all directions.

While he was manipulating the Tianji Umbrella, his mind and mind seemed to be guided by the umbrella. He glanced towards the city, and his fingers touched a strange rune.

The umbrella surface rotates non-stop, the pointer crosses the umbrella surface and makes the sound of the machine spring clicking, and finally there is a deep sound, and the pointer freezes on the other umbrella leaf.

A mammoth aura was brewing subsequently, making all living beings tremble.

The pitch-black engulfing aura then spread, and the team pointed at by the spear point felt as if their souls had been drained in an instant, their skin lost moisture and shriveled to their bones, and the moment they fell, their bones crumbled.

Whether it is a living creature or a dead creature of the ancient foundation stone, under the sweeping black engulfing aura, they all seem to lose their original essence, become corrupted, and turn white.

Sikongxuan, who was riding the giant beast, finally noticed the strangeness here. He gave Bai Lian a heavy look, didn't speak, but quietly issued a flag order.

Under the head of that corner of the city, the barbarian army that rushed up one after another immediately dispersed like a tide.

Si Kongxuan stopped a hundred meters away from the top of the city, apparently very afraid of the weapon in Bai Lian's hand.

The barbaric military strategist squinted his eyes and looked at the umbrella in his hand for a long time, but he couldn't figure out the origin of this weapon.

But in terms of its structure, some clues can be seen, but it feels a little unbelievable.

Sikongxuan's thick eyebrows drawn in ink slowly frowned. He hesitated for a moment, then turned over and jumped off the back of the giant beast, and saluted the Tianji umbrella in Bai Lian's hand to show his respect.

On the battlefield, the behavior of our military division respecting the weapons in the hands of the enemy is really too absurd and curious.

The army behind him all looked puzzled, and a barbarian evil general stood up immediately, and said in a deep voice: "My lord! It's life and death, don't show weakness!"

Sikong Xuansheng solemnly bowed three times and stood up straight. He shook his head and never took his eyes off the Tianji umbrella:

"It's not to show weakness, but to pay tribute. Although I can't see the origin of the gun umbrella in the young man's hand, this weapon has forging traces of the Tianxi Sword Sect's "Sword Remnants". No, it's not right, or it is such a technique It is more profound and exquisite than "Sword Remnants."

The Manxie Lord was very surprised: "Tianxi Sword Sect's..."Sword Remnants"?"

Sikong Xuan murmured: "Mr. Shen taught Tianxi when he was a child, and he admired Tianxi swordsmanship the most. Now that I have seen this weapon, it is not too much to pay three respects."

The barbarian evil master really can't understand that Tianxi Jianzong's "Sword Remnants" is a supreme secret science, how can the devil world have such technology?
Si Kongxuan took out the banner again, blood clouds and chariots assembled behind him, he looked at Bai Lian on the stage calmly and awe-inspiringly: "Although I should respect you, my lord, I will never be defeated in this battle! "

The bone chariot is already in place. Driven by the terrifying spiritual flow, the chariot sets sail and advances with a bang, rolling up heavy clouds and thunder, as if rushing to the ancient battlefield, crushing the space dojo, and the offensive is fierce.

The thunder turned into a dragon, blasting and killing the head of the city.

Bai Li'an raised his gun to meet him, and the umbrella opened wide, emitting countless purple awns, spewing out a severe atmosphere, with the potential of swallowing the sea and landslides, the two sides exchanged forces, collided violently, and made a roar that shook the world.

The two forces splashed fiercely, and the sweeping influence of the residual brilliance and thunder alone destroyed the foundations of the ancient buildings in the four directions in the imperial city of the magic capital.

And the huge chariot above Sikong Xuan's head, the faint blue armor body, is turning gray and simple inch by inch, like a fossil weathered by the ages, is gradually being sucked out of its aura.

The Manxie Lord turned pale with shock: "My lord, if it goes on for a long time..."

"If it goes on for a long time, this boy will lose first!" Si Kongxuan cut off his words confidently.

Every weapon used for the massacre of heaven and earth has a strong evil spirit, if you drive it away with your body, you must be swallowed by it first.

The young man stood on the city with a gun and an umbrella in his hand, although it seemed invincible for a while.

But Si Kongxuan believed that if his own cultivation level was far from that of the weapon, over time, he would not be controlled by the weapon, but controlled by the weapon.

Not to mention that the chariot he borrowed from Mr. Shen can effectively withstand the attack of the gun umbrella, even the tens of thousands of troops under his command can consume the young man to death on the top of the city with the tactics of crowds. .

Sikong Xuan's eyes were calm and cold, and he didn't show any reluctance for the damage of the chariot.

Under his military order, the army behind him split into a thousand-man army, and the thousand-man army was broken into pieces, and they swept the battlefield in the royal city in an orderly manner, not paying attention to Milu and the others who fled into Zhaoyu Hall .

Of course, Sikong Xuan is also clear in his heart that if Mi Lu leads the demon generals who retreated into the battle hall to return to the battlefield, then this battle of attrition with human sea tactics will become even more difficult for their barbaric army. Difficult.

But for a young prince of the Demon Race who wanted to preserve the strength of his hole card, Sikong Xuan was sure that the battle at the gate of the city would completely extinguish the flames of battle at Milu.

If it were not for the overwhelming situation, the retreating generals on the battlefield might find it difficult to return to the battlefield.

Demon King, Shu Ci, Bu Xin, and the veterans of the Prison Magic Generals went far and wide, and Sihe Ning Feiyan, who made him very afraid, was also seriously injured once, and the current imperial city was vulnerable.

But I never thought that I would meet such a weird boy.

Originally thought that the young man's victory in the battle with the River Lord of the Green Leaf World at the King's Return Banquet was unknown, perhaps there was an element of luck in it.

What's more, the newly promoted Shouhe's cultivation base has only just broken through the realm of bearing spirits. No matter how you look at it, it is difficult to exert a turning force against such a huge battle to seize the city.

Looking at it now, it was his mistake.

According to the records in the records of the official historian of the Demon Realm, during the Canglan period, Shouhe was out of place, and his master Sichen was changed.

Such a young man can not only make the devil break the rules and get the world's most important treasure, the Changjue Jade, as a dowry, but even entrust such a secret weapon to him.

It seems that this newly promoted Master Shouhe is much more important in His Majesty's heart than Shuci.

If this young man is captured alive here, even if the demon king returns to the city, he will probably have a check and balance force.

With this thought in mind, Si Kongxuan smiled knowingly, ordered someone to fetch a chair, held a flag and sat down straight, and gave a few instructions in a row, while the army behind him was well-trained and armed with firm and swift momentum.

And the ash spots on the huge chariot in the sky continued to spread into disasters, and the body of the Bone Immortal driving the chariot was also swept away by the erosive force emanating from the umbrella.

But gradually, the power of the Celestial Umbrella finally became somewhat powerless in front of that chariot. Thousands of purple gossamer hairs flourished, cutting the half-wall of the huge chariot into countless pieces, but this scene was more like a flashback , Recalcitrant.

Sikong Xuan shouted in a deep voice: "The whole city can be slaughtered, but those two people on the top of the city must be captured alive!"

The half-walled chariot that lost control crashed from above his head, and Sikong Xuan didn't lift his head.

The savage monster behind him raised its head and roared, with two teams of purple-black sharp horns screaming and thundering.

Two thunderbolts the size of fists shot out, blasting the unparalleled and precious chariot to pieces, and the black iron barriers shattered and fell like a collapsed castle.

Sikong Xuan, who was on the battlefield, did not pay much attention to cleaning up the rocks and iron that fell from the chariot after it was shattered. The hit bullet flew out.

Sikong Xuan stared intently at the gradually dimming battle brilliance on the tower, but he didn't realize that when a piece of wreckage and rubble fell on his head, he wasn't pushed away by the demonic energy.

The devil energy barrier around him was divided into two along with the piece of gravel, and the sword light slashed obliquely from the incision, aiming at the back of Sikong Xuan's neck.

The savage behemoth let out a warning roar.

Sikong Xuan's eyelids twitched, and he raised a pair of deep and condensed eyes, facing Bailian's unusually dark eyes.

The iron chair under him cracked and shattered into countless pieces of iron filings.

Sikong Xuan yelled violently, flicked his fingers, and a piece of his palm flew out like an iron ball, shattering the sword light, and hit Bai Lian's head between the eyebrows.

This finger force was extremely astonishing, but the predicted scene of flying flesh and blood did not appear.

The sword light of Qiushui Hanren flickered in the smoke and dust, and almost at the same time as it hit the opponent, the Qiushui sword, which was not high-grade in Sikong Xuan's eyes, drew a shallow bloody gash on his cheek.

Bai Lian flipped backwards in mid-air, and was forced back a hundred meters before barely coming to a stop.

The Qiushui sword was pulled by his thoughts, and after spinning around his body a few times, he obediently disappeared into the green jade between his fingers and disappeared.

Being injured close by someone among thousands of troops, Sikong Xuan didn't show any anger in his eyes.

He glanced at the top of the city very rationally, and saw that the person driving the unknown gun and umbrella weapon had changed into the Lord of the Four Rivers with a smile on his face at some point.

She seemed to be far less proficient in manipulating that weapon than the boy, and she didn't know how to activate the runes corresponding to the umbrella and the gun.

The rune array of the 36-leaf umbrella surface, she can only learn two leaves from him.

Such repeated use of the power of these two leaves of the fan actually fooled his Si Kongxuan's eyes.

He didn't know when the wielders were replaced alternately.

Bai Lian raised his hand to take out the piece of iron embedded in his forehead and skull, and blood dripped down the bridge of his nose, looking very tragic.

But Si Kongxuan knew that the blow just now did not bring any substantial harm to the boy.

Sikong Xuan couldn't help being moved.

This boy's physical strength is probably comparable to that of the wild beast he raised.

Sikong Xuan's personal guards were furious when they saw that he was so bold, and with such a huge disparity in combat power, he dared to counterattack and assassinate their main army division.

Even before Sikong Xuan gave an order, they had already outflanked Bai Li'an.

Sikong Xuan looked straight at Baili'an from a distance, suddenly smiled, and said: "You want to take my head out of ten thousand armies?"

"I'm not as good as you wish." On the battlefield, most of the true geniuses are lunatics who love to gamble their lives, and Si Kongxuan is no exception.

He did not recall the main battle army that was heading towards the top of the city, but let himself be exposed to danger by the thin protection of dozens of personal guards around him.

Pointing at the top of the city with the small flag in his hand, he said in a solemn voice: "The heavy soldiers obey the order, don't retreat to protect me, and take Ning Feiyan's head from the city and offer it to me!"

With this order, if he didn't seek a safe strategy, it would be tantamount to blocking the two people's retreat completely.

Sikong Xuan watched Bai Lian's face turn cold a little bit, and a cruel smile rose from the corner of his lips: "Tell me, who will die first, me or her?"

The words came to a close, and the dozens of personal guards around Sikong Xuan had already set up a formation, half of them stayed behind to protect, and half of them moved towards Baili'an to surround and kill.

The personal guards who can stay beside the military division of Manxie's [-]-strong army are naturally the elite troops carefully selected from the [-]-strong army, although there are only more than [-] people.

But fully armed, it is comparable to an elite army of thousands of people, and all of them are masters of the Lingling Realm.

Bai Li'an glanced at the purple-clothed figure on the top of the city, took a deep breath, held up the Tiance Junshan sword in his hand, and swung out the horizontal sword with the momentum of a thousand troops, and was about to hit a The name is the barbaric evil devil who came to assassinate him in the waist.

The barbarian evil spirit didn't dodge or dodge, obviously he had great confidence in his physical body and was ready to resist the sword.

But I never expected that the seemingly innocuous blade of the sword would actually chop out the momentum of the brilliant Broken Mountain.

Under the pressure, this manxie was directly cut in half with a sword.

Bai Lian quickly grabbed the heavy shield in his hand, hid most of his body behind the shield, bathed in the uncooled blood of this barbarian, and rushed into the army.

Sikong Xuan held his chin with great interest, as if he couldn't understand how such a frightening power could be contained in such a thin body of that young man.

In a short period of time, what he said was that he had crushed ten elite fighters under him with incomparable strength.

"Crack!" Sikong Xuan raised his arm and snapped his fingers.

The remaining 20 wild evil warriors were divided into two lines with great tacit understanding, and in the wide road opened, the wild giant beast was released again by Sikong Xuan.

"Roar!!!!!!----"

The iron hooves of the savage monster scraped the ground like thunder, and the terrifying horns curved like ridges blew thunder currents, and the green iron-like skin protruded high, symbolizing unparalleled strength and physique.

This monster that has been handed down from the ancient battlefield to the present is huge in size, but its figure is as fast as thunder and lightning. With a long roar, it sprinted up and set off a fierce wind that swept away the remaining 20 or so barbaric warriors. He slammed into Bailian hard.

(End of this chapter)