Sun Hanyue snorted coldly. She had only heard of the famous and upright sects reporting each other's names before attacking to show humility and courtesy, but she didn't expect that the devils would also do this. But she didn't care who they were, let alone whether they were old or young, female or child. As long as they were devils, they would die under her sword.
Seeing her aggressive momentum, old Snow Eagle seemed to want to distance himself from her, but Sun Hanyue's phoenix eyes condensed, and nine phoenix cries reached the sky, which not only shattered the evil spirit, but also injured old Snow Eagle in an instant, chopping off half of his proud eagle claw.
"If you dare to hurt me, I will make you regret coming into this world!"
The face of the old man Xueying under the devil's aura was extremely ugly. When he waved his hand, the aura of living beings came to supply him, causing his finger that had disappeared to grow quickly. This is the most convenient thing for the devil. As long as there are living beings, they can have strong combat power. But Sun Hanyue just picked up the flame demon in his right hand and pointed the tip of the sword at him.
"No matter how you recover, I will chop you into thousands of pieces!"
"Young man, be careful of your tongue when you make such big claims!"
Sun Hanyue grinned. Old Snow Eagle would soon know if she was bragging. Although she had not yet broken through to the level of the Way of the Way, but was only at the peak of the Sky, her figure was like a sword, her consciousness was as calm as a snow ghost, and her movements were as swift as a fire demon. She would definitely be able to kill him immediately.
In the blink of an eye, although Sun Han did not move, she had already pulled the opponent into her territory. There were already many puddles of black water in this space, which showed how many demonic creatures she had defeated before. The outcome was decided in an instant. Seeing that the surroundings were a place of illusion, the old man Xueying ignored it and continued to absorb the energy of living beings.
He swung the cold sword Snow Ghost in his left hand, and a ray of cold light immediately cut off the aura of life. Snow began to fall in this land of spring.
The snowflakes sealed the space, and she went forward to dance with the Flame Demon, causing old Snow Eagle to suffer repeated defeats. She became curious as to why this guy's sword energy had such sharp power, as if there was no end in sight!
The slender waist twisted, the sword swept the heat wave, or brought out snowflakes. The two intertwined and merged continuously, cutting off the evil spirit with extremely exaggerated power, and then in this huge space, the two sharp auras kept colliding, colliding hundreds of times in the blink of an eye, and finally ended in a pool of black water.
The two swords turned into flowing light and were stored between her wrists. Sun Hanyue frowned and took the pure water from the space to wash her face. She kept thinking about the name of this guy. What old man? She thought for a long time but couldn't remember it. She couldn't let him remember the name of the opponent. They were always ugly guys.
After leaving the space, a billion-pattern talisman array appeared in the air. The power of the talisman array was enough to destroy the world, and the light penetrated through the layers of demonic energy, bombarding the vitality continuously. They had the purest dark yellow light, like lightning, beams like pillars, shattering the world, and went behind the waves formed by the demonic energy, thus cutting off their way.
In this war, the righteous path is in a very passive position, but the current situation is in their favor. Soon, Qing Xunzi will also come to the battlefield, and the situation here will become clearer. Although there are only twelve people left in the academy of thirteen, and five are in the south, together with the strong people in the union, they are enough to intercept them here.
His figure floated in the air, and every time Sun Zhonglei's fingers fell, there was a whistling wind and lightning. It was an extremely huge vitality, which destroyed the grassland and temporarily stopped the war there. Everyone looked over there, even the demon creatures who were attracted by the living creatures couldn't help but cast their eyes over there.
Only strong enough demon creatures can control the power in their bodies, and only such beings will not be controlled by instinct and become low-level creatures like beasts. But some great demons can hardly know what these righteous people are thinking. They are about to become stronger here and cut off their retreat. It is better to let the lightning formed by pure vitality hit them. However, the more such stupid behaviors, the better, so that they can more easily defeat the righteous.
The magic path is too dull, but there are many strong ones among them. When the strong ones in the army were all stuck by the magic creatures, the big demon in the black fog entered the lost righteous people with his vitality.
Those people who looked like mummies, regardless of whether their arms or heads were broken, now supported their broken bodies and stood up, and pounced on the creatures around them. This movement caused the war, which had been temporarily stopped, to resume, and it became more intense.
Controlling corpses is one of the abilities of demon creatures, but the strength of these puppets is not very strong, but they are everywhere, like a bunch of black flowers with a foul smell blooming in the bright and clean lake, which is annoying. They don't care about the damage to their bodies, and they bite wantonly, causing some practitioners to be injured.
At this time, the 500,000 elite soldiers lined up behind the cultivators were eager to fight. They were very afraid of the demons, but as iron-blooded men, it was obviously not their style to stand behind the cultivators and do nothing. Previously, an elite force had gone forward to fight, and now it was their turn.
The general in the lead was Pan Xian, a general of the Goulongbang clan, who was also a cultivator at the fruit level. But this bald man with a wolf tattoo was not famous for his vitality cultivation, but for his ability to lead troops and control the 500,000 elite troops at this time. In addition to Daxia Lintian and Nanshang Tiemian, he was the person who had led the most troops in the Great Wilderness. At this time, he was riding a huge wave in front of the army. Seeing that the time was right, he turned around and shouted:
"The battlefield is extremely chaotic right now. Once we enter, we must not delay the practitioners from fighting!"
Does this sentence mean that we are about to start the attack?
The elite troops were extremely excited in the smoke. They were not wild beasts, but could be aroused. Pan Xian's words of charge made them rush forward, all drawing their swords and sabers. The troops rushing into the battlefield shouted like thunder, making the slightly weak righteous troops even stronger. The momentum that was slightly crushed by the demons was quickly suppressed.
The addition of elite soldiers eliminated the dead bodies around the cultivators. Although these guys didn't do much damage, they were extremely difficult to deal with. Great cultivators could ignore them, but many cultivators found it difficult to ignore them. They could free up their hands and feet and get some help from the eye contact with the soldiers.
"Soldiers, kill them--"
Pan Xian was always serious, and at this moment, he swung his sword and axe, slashing at the demon creatures under the charge of the wolf beast. Not all demons were so strong, nor were they all weak, but this gave them more opportunities to win the battlefield war. The soldiers were omnipresent, but as the number of people charging increased, more people fell.
"Isn't this causing trouble for us?"
Some practitioners frowned when they saw the fallen soldiers, and they were more disgusted than seeing the demon creatures. This is the world of the strong, and the weak live under the domination and control of the strong. But the situation at this time is really embarrassing for both sides. When the strong see the weak fall, they feel that they are causing trouble for themselves.
If there are more dead, won't the magic path have more puppets to control? If death is still a good thing, but if they are seriously injured but still conscious, they have to be taken to the Great Wall, which is equivalent to wasting resources. This idea is not just one or two people, but since these weaker ones have come here, they also want to do their part to defeat the other side and have a sense of participation.
If they don't fight now, do they have to wait until all the cultivators are dead before attacking? If they do that, they will be wiped out in just a few breaths. Therefore, only by continuously launching fierce attacks can they win this war. The current battle is more chaotic, with figures everywhere, and the five elements of light are shining one after another, or mixed together, showing different colors of light.
The metal element had swords and knives that kept coming out with the sound of breaking wind, or a gate was closed, making it difficult for the demon creatures to return to the human world. Then mud, dust and rocks all rose from the earth, wrapping and binding the demon creatures. Then the thunder and wind came here, and although the means were different, the desire to kill the demons was still hot and did not cool down at all.
Every second, someone escapes death, while someone falls into eternal sleep. But no matter what, this war cannot be stopped, but will become more intense. Many strong people have left their original place and entered other dimensions. Their return will turn the tide of the war, but not now.
The wanton use of vitality and demonic energy caused a wave of confrontation outside the Great Wall of the North. There was no one superior or inferior, and the people under it were all extremely obsessed. The longer the battle with the demons lasted, the more the righteous people in the world became demons in the fierce process. They only had the word "righteousness" in their name, and they slaughtered without mercy, but they were not crazy about the energy of living beings, but for victory!
Humans are such strange creatures. When they have a common goal, they will become extremely resolute, and nothing in the world can stop them. In front of outsiders, no one is willing to admit defeat, no matter how nervous they are. Therefore, people on the battlefield would rather die in the middle of the charge than retreat and be looked down upon by others.
Amid screams, a young man wearing the Adventurer's Guild uniform was pierced through the abdomen by the magician's arm. Compared to the two-meter-tall magician, the young man from the Adventurer's Guild was just a child. He was easily lifted up, and the life energy also flowed through the magician's arm and entered his body.
“It’s this delicious taste…”
The demon made a very comfortable cry, full of enjoyment. But soon, the practitioner who was lifted up and facing the sky formed a seal, destroyed his body, and made it explode.
Bang--
With a loud bang, the demon who was too addicted to enjoyment and failed to shake him off in time lost an arm and suffered severe injuries on half of his body. In the blood mist, he couldn't imagine how determined he was to self-destruct in the face of luck. The practitioners who could be killed but not humiliated did not want to leave anything for the demon, including their own flesh and blood and lives.
"Why bother?"
Although the demon also felt pain, he only cursed a few times and then stretched out his hand to inhale the breath of life that ordinary people could not see into his lungs. The numbness and comfort of the whole body was like leaving the world and ascending to the sky. But the next moment, a sword came towards him and cut him into pieces.
It was human practitioners who killed the demonic creatures, but it was their own kind who devoured them.
The people who were used to seeing the scene of mutual devouring did not react much, and did not have the initial worry and discomfort. However, some great practitioners were extremely worried and reminded anxiously: