The towering ancient tree, formed from the thirteen demons, speaks human language.
A human face materialized on the tree trunk, twisting and contemptuous.
Zhang Dabiao took the lead, stood with his sword drawn, and shouted loudly.
"I, Zhang Dabiao, swear to defend the city to the death!"
"You heretics, the remnants of the Crown Prince's seclusion, I'll fight you to the death."
After saying that, he transformed into a tornado and rushed towards the other party.
"Brothers, we've been training for this moment, let's fight them to the death!"
Black Snake and Diao Hao followed closely behind, each with a look of resignation to their fate.
Behind them are their families, wives and daughters, and millions of ordinary people.
Soldiers should be ready to die for their country!
To sacrifice oneself for righteousness.
To sacrifice one's life for righteousness.
laugh--
laugh--
laugh--
The ancient tree, transformed from the Thirteen Heavenly Demons, shot out sharp wooden spikes, which flew towards the crowd like a barrage of crossbow bolts.
Those with lower cultivation levels were stabbed to death on the spot, their blood staining the earth red.
But no one backed down.
One after another, people followed suit.
"evil creature!"
Suddenly, golden rays shot out from the broken broom in Old Luo Guozi's hand, like the Vajra pestle in the Buddha's hand, smashing down on the thirteen heavenly demons.
"Old man."
The thirteen demons roared, and countless vines, baring their fangs and claws, wrapped around Old Luoguozi, making him look like an enormous silkworm cocoon.
Everyone stopped in their tracks, staring in utter shock at the scene.
Then, the twelve demons finally broke free from under the broken iron pot, roared, and charged towards Old Luo Guozi.
Everyone's hearts jumped into their throats.
Attacked from both sides, Old Luo Guozi definitely couldn't hold on. He had already burned his own lifespan to forcibly raise his cultivation level, so he could only last for half an hour at most.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a sword light slashed through the sky, cleaving the blood-red fleshy ball in two.
Ye Feng stood on a flying sword, his black clothes fluttering, lightning flashing in his deep eyes, and his cold voice rang out.
"I have said it before, those who disrupt my Great Xia will be executed!"
Swish—
Another sword strike, slashing across the sky towards the thirteen Heavenly Demons...
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