Daqizong

"Fellow Daoist Han, what should we do? The army of monsters is marching now, and the little monsters are a few days behind, but they will arrive eventually. At that time, this city will be completely destroyed!"

"Thousands of troops, we have only [-] fellow Daoists who can fight here, it is impossible to stop them!"

On the night of repelling the attacking monsters, while the monsters retreated to look for food and rest, the monks from the human race also returned to the inner city of Fangshi to discuss countermeasures.

The evening wind is gentle, bringing some coolness to this midsummer night, but for some reason, when it blows on people, there is only annoying irritability.

These survivors and outcasts from various sects and families discussed the countermeasures against the battle, but after discussing and discussing, they could not avoid the desperate army of tens of millions.

"Actually, it's not completely impossible."

In Fangshi, Han Yu, one of the three top alchemy masters, sighed softly and said quietly.

"Monsters don't talk about the art of war. The three-headed demon king is the vanguard, and he is out of touch with the army. There are eight alchemy monks who can fight on our side. As long as we can work together and kill them first, the follow-up will surely come." The threat of the army of monsters has been greatly reduced!"

"Then, we will use ordinary monks to delay the attack of the monster army on the frontal battlefield, and repeat the trick of beheading, and this crisis will be resolved!" "Huh? Capture the thief first? This is a good way!" Hearing Han Yu's words , everyone present couldn't help but shine.

Another alchemy cultivator slapped the table and said: "Friend Daoist Han is right. The army of demons is the biggest threat we face now, but the army also needs to be controlled by a demon king. Without a demon king, they are just a piece of loose sand, so there is nothing to worry about." .”

Someone hesitated and said: "But, how to kill the demon king among thousands of demons?"

This topic is a bit heavy, Han Yu's face turned cold, and he said: "I know that I can't do it. Although there are thousands of monsters, I will wait for it!"

He spoke righteously, and the other two alchemy peak monks also nodded secretly.

The method proposed by Han Yu is almost the only way to solve the current crisis. Although those who attack have to take a very big risk, they can't take care of that much.

If the demon kings at the front and rear joined forces, and the little demon minions would also be in control, the result would only be worse.

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third day.The human race and the demon army fought again as scheduled.

As if even the heavens and the earth were feeling it, the weather turned cloudy that day, and soon after dawn, the wind and rain began to blow.

"Evil animal, get down!" Several foundation-building cultivators braved the rain and rushed to the entrance of the tower filled with monster corpses, waving swords in their hands, creating bursts of light and shadow.It shrouded the wolf demon rushing towards it, howling and rushing up.

There was a sound of metal and iron clashing, and there were several to a dozen bloodstains on the bodies of the wolf monsters, but there were also monks whose weapons were blocked by the thick monster arms.Instead, he was scratched with wounds.

With a low growl, an exceptionally burly wolf monster broke through the sword array with a force several times stronger than that of the cultivator in front of him, and grabbed a young-looking early-stage swordsman.

"No...Xiao Meng..."

The middle-aged monk beside Jianxiu looked miserable and cried out in horror.

But the other arm of the wolf monster.It was already like a sharp spear, stabbing out fiercely, pulling out the heart of the young sword cultivator!

Unless a foundation-building monk encounters an adventure.It is almost impossible to learn the method of derivation from flesh and blood that is precious among the monks of Liandan. This time his heart was pulled out, and he was dead.

"Uncle Sheng... keep... keep..."

The young sword cultivator exhausted his last mouthful of magic power, pinched the sword formula with his hand, and turned the flying sword that had just been flied back.

The wolf monster did not expect that the human being in his hand, who was about to lose his vitality, could still launch such a decisive counterattack. He couldn't dodge it immediately, and with a puff, the blade was stuck in his back.

But in the late stage, the big monsters tempered their bodies, and there were many people with copper skin and iron bones. This wolf monster also had a late stage cultivation, and he was born with a body that has trained his muscles and bones.

This sword, without the power of a divine weapon outside, and without the power of a star power inside, actually only penetrated half an inch into the flesh.

Feijian poked out a small piece of flesh from its back, and with a bang, it fell to the ground powerlessly.

With tears in his eyes, the middle-aged cultivator stood up and waved his saber, trying to snatch back the body of the young sword cultivator, but was forced back by a few big monsters who came from behind, adding a few scars.

The rain quickly washed away the blood and tears, and the fighting continued.

At the same time, in the desolate suburbs to the west of Fang City, an army of monsters swarmed in, constantly attacking the outer city towers.

Outside the formation, layers of energy circulated to resist the big monsters who wanted to rush in one after another, but as those big monster ants attached to the invisible light curtain, the vitality contained in the big formation was quickly consumed, even if the guards in the city It is difficult to maintain people's continuous filling of spiritual jade.

Hundreds of guard deacons sat cross-legged in the center of the square and at the four corners of the big formation nodes, with sweat on their foreheads and white smoke rising from their foreheads, looking like they were working hard.

Finally, some people with poor cultivation began to be unable to hold on, their bodies trembled, and they almost fell to the ground.

"Quick, change quickly!"

Beside them, another group of people had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and quickly helped the deacon who was struggling to get down, and sat cross-legged on the table to take the place.

On the other side, the six alchemy cultivators concealed their energy, mixed among the group of foundation cultivators, and braved the rain to touch the enemy's formation.

This group of monks gathered almost all the elite masters in Fangshi, intending to behead the demon king and turn the tide of battle.

The battlefield was full of gunpowder and smoke, the sound of killing was loud, and there was misty rain and mist, which well covered their aura.

After traveling more than ten miles outside the city, they finally arrived at the small post where the demon king commanded the army. They immediately tore off their disguise and showed their sharpness.

"Behead the enemy chieftain, save the crisis, just today, fellow Taoists, join me in killing it!"

Under the leadership of Han Yu, four alchemy masters swarmed up, and the accompanying dozens of people formed a defensive formation under the leadership of a peak alchemy monk named Feng Yang to resist the army of demons who turned back to help!

This group of people are not dead men, but what they did this time is no different from real dead men. They used their own lives to delay time and create opportunities for their alchemy masters to kill the demon king.

However, when everyone was fighting bloody battles and finally injured the three-headed demon king, an indescribable terrifying force quickly spread across the battlefield.

Amidst the rain, the three demon kings all had their mana soaring, surrounded by blood mist, and their bodies also swelled and enlarged amidst strange changes. In an instant, their strength increased several levels.

Originally, the three-headed demon kings only had one head in the late stage of alchemy and two heads in the early stage of alchemy, but after this shocking change, they all reached the peak of alchemy, and they had invulnerable and tyrannical bodies, comparable to the terrifying mana of Nascent Soul, Powerful and mighty, unstoppable.

The battle situation is reversed in an instant!

"Blood descendants! These three demon kings are all descendants of demon gods!"

The crowd who intended to behead the enemy chief turned pale with fright.

Blood descendants, this is the general term for monsters with the bloodline of the strong. It is generally believed that their distant ancestors are all demon gods and emperors above the Dao realm!

They are like the disciples of Tianzun among the human race, heirs of the family, possessing tyrannical strength and great potential far superior to ordinary monsters.

"They are actually growing devils. Once they are promoted to the realm of the demon emperor, they will dominate one side and comprehend Daoyun."

"The real big devil..."

"How could there be three heads here all of a sudden!"

The morale of the crowd, which was originally like a rainbow, fell apart in an instant like waves crashing on the rocks.

These three blood descendants of the demon god really lived up to the name of the demons they carried on their backs, and soon showed terrifying strength, with three enemies against five, they were able to do a job with ease.

"boom!"

After a loud bang of fierce fighting, several alchemy masters were all blasted out by the tyrannical force.

They were all muddy and bloody, and everyone became extremely embarrassed.

"It's over, these three evil animals are too strong..."

Han Yu tried his best to stand up with the long sword in his hand. Although he was not seriously injured, he couldn't help but feel a chill when he saw that the weaker people around him were already scarred.

The rest of the people also roared in despair: "My God, are you really going to kill us?".

Hundreds of big demons came back to help, and together with the blood descendants of the three demon gods, they surrounded the people present layer by layer. The sky and the earth were so seamless that there was no way back to Fangshi.

In Han Yu's heart, there was infinite sadness. After beheading several big monsters who rushed up in succession, he saw a monk surnamed Shen who had been fighting side by side for many years with a scream, and was brutally torn to pieces by several big monsters. !

He had already suffered serious internal injuries when besieging the blood descendant of the demon god just now, and he had fought hard for a long time, exhausted his mana, fell behind a few steps without realizing it, and died tragically.

The aura-filled flesh and blood of monk Danjie aroused the viciousness of the monsters, and more big monsters rushed forward to grab the corpses.

Those who did not grab it were to launch an onslaught even more fiercely.

The wind and rain were turbulent, and more and more monks fell down, blood flowing together with the rain.

Han Yu's heart was shocked, and he was filled with grief: "Friend Lin, Senior Jin, Old Monster Huang..."

The remaining [-] or so Foundation Establishment masters were also shocked.

"It's over...it's all over this time..."

"I'm not reconciled, I'm going to take a back seat if I die, and fight this group of ogres!"

"Ah, kill me!"

Now among their six alchemy masters, only two peak cultivators, Han Yu and Feng Yang, are left. There are more than [-] foundation builders, and only less than [-] are left. In just a short moment, more than half of them were killed or injured.

The human heart is not made of iron. Even if you embark on the path of cultivation against the sky and change your fate, you will cry out in despair when faced with such a predicament.

The beheading elites have not returned for a long time, and the monsters are still attacking. There are only two alchemy masters left in Fangshi, and it is inevitable to fall into crisis.

There are more and more casualties, and the despair is getting worse...

At this moment, a soft sigh, like a phantom sound, resounded on the battlefield of the fighting.

There seemed to be an indescribable magical power in this voice. The color of the sky and the earth changed, and the dark clouds dissipated in an instant, replaced by golden lights all over the sky.

Layer after layer of colored light circles, centered on the golden light, spread out with boundless mana filling the heaven and earth.

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