A hundred miles outside Rakshasa City.
Yue Fei and Wei Qing stood in the center of the army, looking towards the direction of Rakshasa City.
From their position, they could see the endless demons and asuras gathered in Rakshasa City, which was only slightly larger than the previous Yaksha City.
It was impossible to tell whether the two of them were happy or angry.
Just now, the intelligence officer reported that the battle in the East Underworld has stopped and Emperor Dongyue has retreated on his own initiative.
At this critical juncture, Emperor Dongyue retreated his troops thousands of miles away and kept a distance from the elite ghosts led by Emperor Fengdu. There was obviously an ulterior motive behind this.
It would take at least five days for the elite ghosts led by Emperor Fengdu to retreat from the front line where they were fighting against Emperor Dongyue.
They were only a hundred miles away from Rakshasa City and could arrive there in a moment.
If they capture Luosha City, they may have to face the elite ghosts returning from behind, as well as the ghost saint, Emperor Fengdu.
Emperor Dongyue retreated at this time, giving a clear signal to the Sansheng Sect, allowing them to free up their strength and concentrate on dealing with Daxia.
In this way, the Chan sect can reap the benefits.
But now Rakshasa City is right in front of them, and if they retreat, all their efforts will be wasted.
The move of the Chan Sect pushed Da Xia to the front. With Rakshasa City right in front of them, the choice they now faced was whether to fight or not.
"Please ask the emperor for instructions?" Wei Qing asked.
The withdrawal of the Emperor Dongyue was a strategic decision among the forces. At this time, the best option was to let the emperor summon his advisers to make a deduction.
They thought about asking the Chan Church to withdraw its troops, but the timing was different from what they expected.
Ying Zheng defied the will of heaven and attacked the immortals, attacking the South Heaven Gate. Daxia took on the consequences, and the battle situation was very different from what they had deduced at the beginning.
"Please ask."
Yue Fei took out the magic weapon and was about to open it when a decree flew out from the void and unfolded in front of the two of them.
After seeing the content of the decree, the two were greatly moved. They looked at each other and could see the joy in each other's eyes.
A quarter of an hour later, the entire army set out and marched towards Rakshasa City in a mighty force.
…
"The Great Emperor Dongyue retreated a thousand miles?"
"The human army is marching quickly. The battle in Rakshasa City has begun."
The two pieces of news were transmitted back to the Blood Sea at the same time, and Duobao looked doubtful.
At this critical juncture, Emperor Dongyue led his army to retreat, apparently to allow Emperor Fengdu to withdraw his troops and resist the Daxia army.
The Chan Sect took this opportunity to escape from the battlefield in the underworld and concentrate on dealing with the army of heaven.
The Chan Sect had just separated from the Heavenly Court and lacked a strong foundation. Daxia did not want the Chan Sect to be destroyed too early, so the human army originally entered the underworld to help the Chan Sect control the two-front battlefield.
Now the Chan Sect has withdrawn, allowing the human army to face them directly.
Well calculated.
The Daxia Legion must have received the same intelligence. Knowing that Emperor Dongyue had retreated, Yue Fei and Wei Qing instead marched quickly and attacked Rakshasa City without hesitation.
There's something fishy.
The best explanation is that the Daxia Legion did not want to delay and wanted to capture Luosha City quickly so that they could have more breathing time.
Since the Chan Sect and Daxia have begun to plot against each other, he has no reason not to take advantage of this matter.
Duobao put his hands together, his bloodshot eyes flashed, he gave a decree, and disappeared into the void.
…
In Rakshasa City, the war has reached a white-hot stage.
Yue Fei and Wei Qing led the troops and the two armies started fighting as soon as they met without any hesitation. The battle reached its climax as soon as it started.
The Beiwei Army and the Zhanhu Guards formed a battle formation and became an indestructible blade on the battlefield.
The hundreds of millions of demons and asuras gathered here now charged fearlessly towards the Beiwei army's formation. The blood splashing from their collision with the battle formation was like the last brilliant moment of a moth flying into a flame.
Just half an hour after the battle began, outside Luosha City, the ground was dyed red with the blood of the demons, countless demon corpses piled up like mountains, and the remains of ghosts and monsters were everywhere.
Both sides were blood-thirsty.
The Beiwei Army maintained its battle formation intact. At this moment, all the soldiers had only killing in their eyes. The black and cold blood of the Asuras and the Demons covered every corner of the soldiers' bodies.
The evil spirit had no effect on the soldiers in the army.
At this moment, the Beiwei Army was filled with murderous intent and fighting spirit, and its combat power reached its peak.
All the demons that rushed over were torn to pieces in the violent battle.
At this moment, the Beiwei army formed a battle formation, like anteaters entering an ant colony, tearing the demon army into pieces effortlessly.
With a swing of the sword, black blood flew into the sky.
"My people, give your souls and bodies."
A majestic voice spread throughout Rakshasa City.
On the battlefield, almost all the Shuras and Demons subconsciously looked up at the sky, their scarlet eyes filled with brutality and fanaticism.
In the center of the battlefield, the Rakshasa King, like a giant troll, raised his arms high, and a crazy aura enveloped the battlefield.
Suddenly, a bloody light appeared, and a river of blood descended from the dark sky, crossing the battlefield.
The residual souls of the demons who died in the battlefield rushed towards the river of blood without hesitation, as if seeing a fatal temptation.
In the netherworld, black blood formed streams, flowing against the sky and pouring into the surging river of blood.
The river of blood grew larger and larger, becoming more and more scarlet and strange.
Countless demon souls roared in the river of blood, and suddenly turned into endless blood light, rushing into the mouth of the Rakshasa King.
The blood and souls of hundreds of millions of demons were completely devoured.
The body of the Rakshasa King expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his aura surged and soared to the peak of Quasi-Saint.
A deer head, black body, red hair, blue eyes, ox hooves, human hands and eagle claws, a demon body nearly ten thousand feet long, top of the dome of the underworld, the underworld trembles, and the evil aura is boundless.
"Humans, your flesh and blood are my favorite. Becoming my blood food is your supreme honor."
The Rakshasa King looked down at the Beiwei Army with his demonic body, his green eyes filled with greedy evil.
"Go to hell."
The troll raised his palm high and swooped down towards the Beiwei army with the force of covering the sky.
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