In Shen Hao's dream, war is full of heroic colors. There will always be someone who stands out and decides the outcome in one fell swoop and becomes a highly anticipated person. "Someone" is of course himself, but as the scale of the battle becomes larger and larger, he finds that his role is becoming less and less obvious.

In the first battle, the Taoist priests' charge defeated nearly a hundred demon soldiers. In the second battle, several Taoist priests killed the demon blood infant and the Zhenshan Bull, setting the victory. In the third battle, he was only one of the dozen third-tier Taoist priests, holding a bronze seal and a bronze mirror. His mission was to guard against the sneak attack of the demon soldiers and could not leave his position easily.

But this also has an advantage, he has the opportunity to wait and see the overall situation.

The 20,000 demon soldiers, even from a distance, seemed to be numerous. Their formation was relatively loose, unlike the human side. In the middle was the huge mountain of demon fire. It was already moving, but the speed was relatively slow, and the top of the mountain kept spraying flames outward.

There is an army on each side, one with wolf cavalry fighting the vanguard, facing the human army, and the other with bear cavalry as the main force. It seems that it is to protect the Mount of Demon Fire and join the battle when necessary. The wolf and bear are very big, anxious, roaring at each other, and can't wait to tear something apart.

This demon soldier is different from before. The armor is no longer something like animal bones, skins, and horns, but real steel. Although the style is not uniform, some of them are well-made, which is actually like the equipment of the Xuanfu Army.

Shen Hao saw the scene before the demon soldiers attacked: a group of prisoners were taken to the formation, with a total of more than one hundred, kneeling on the ground, and a big monster was flying in the air, as if accusing them. Then the prisoners took out their weapons, but instead of getting up and rushing to the front line, they committed suicide.

The demon soldiers who watched roared in unison, and the sound of the primitive horns rang out. The wolf cavalry and bear cavalry, who had long been unable to withstand their hunger, began to rumble forward.

Shen Hao suddenly realized that it was not the prisoners who committed suicide, but the demon soldiers who fled in the last battle. They were receiving punishment for their escape before the battle, which was also a warning to all the demon soldiers.

The evil party is determined to win.

Shen Hao took back his eyes and could still calm his mind when he recited the scriptures. But he couldn't help thinking, even if he blocked the Mountain of Demon Fire, could he defeat the demon soldiers? The number gap was too big.

He turned around and looked at Mu Xingqiu on the ground. He admired and jealous of this guy, and was also puzzled. In addition to using the giant Yangshen Peak Cauldron to fight the Demon Fire Mountain. What other tricks did Mu Xingqiu prepare to fight against 20,000 demon soldiers? This childhood friend was becoming more and more like Zuo Liuying, and his plan was always hidden in his heart without saying it.

But this puzzle is exactly what Shen Hao’s greatest hope lies.

Yang Qingyin, who was flying in the second row, was looking forward to the start of the war early. The snow-breaking sword under her feet felt the owner's anxiety, trembled slightly, and made a soft buzzing sound. The fighting enthusiasm of most young Taoists was rooted in the heart fire disaster, and Yang Qingyin was different. She was like this in nature, which was also an obstacle to practice, but she never thought of removing it.

"Come on." Yang Qingyin murmured to herself, "It's worth the death if I let my mother fight in pain."

But she was still the commander of more than fifty Taoist priests, and had to force her to suppress the impulse in her heart. "The flying demon and the magician are both hiding behind the demon mountain, be careful."

The Mountain of Demon Fire moves forward. The speed gradually increases, and demon soldiers fly up from time to time behind the mountain. This is the tactic of demon soldiers. Use the Mountain of Demon Fire to open the way and crush the Broken Liu City, and the battle is half over.

Mu Xingqiu should have flew in the sky to fight with the Taoists. Yang Qingyin was resentful about this. He was obviously a Taoist priest Pangshan. Why did he stay on the ground and ride a kirin every time? The first two times were understandable, but this time it made no sense, or the only reason was the Princess of Xijieguo.

Yang Qingyin saw the appearance of the princess on the ground and also heard her voice. Especially when she found that she was riding a kirin, she became even more dissatisfied and said silently: "You guy, you're quite fickle. Is he really going to inherit the evil tricks of the inheritor of Nianxin?"

Because of frequent relationships with ordinary people and Taoist relationships, Yang Qingyin snorted and turned her dissatisfaction and a slight jealousy into fighting spirit, "Come on, ugly monsters."

As a disciple of the Five Elements Department, Xiao Qingtao was flying in the middle of the front row, thinking the least in her mind, but she was a little excited. She longed to become a real Taoist priest. At this moment, she fought side by side with Taoist priests from the Eight Family Taoism. Without doubt, contempt and suspicion, she felt full of strength in her body.

Three huge stone balls flew over, just like the offensive weapons that night the Laozu Peak was destroyed, and they looked bigger during the day.

Yang Qingyin raised the bronze mirror in his hand and shot a blue light, pointing at the flying stone ball. This is an offensive order and an offensive instruction.

Xiao Qingtao held a Guhai bead in her left hand and released an ice bead the size of a fist. She did not immediately hit the target, but stopped in the air a hundred steps away in front of her.

The other twelve Taoist priests in the front row cast the five elements spells at the same time, not at the stone ball, but at the ice beads that hit Xiao Qingtao. The ice beads grew rapidly, followed by the second row and finally the third row, where the Taoist priests cast spells on the ice beads one after another.

More than fifty five elements spells gathered together, and the ice beads expanded even more, and they could fully accommodate a celebrity. The color changed rapidly, and powerful powers stormed back and forth in it.

Gu Hai Baozhu is also one of the treasures collected by Pang Shan. Although Zuo Liuying refused to take action personally, he was not stingy with the treasures collected by the Wuzuo Hall. Gu Hai Baozhu can absorb many magical spells and release them at one time, which is of little significance to the higher Taoist priests. It has a miraculous effect in the hands of a group of inhaled Taoist priests. However, for more than 100,000 years, there have been very few scenes of inhaled Taoist priests facing the army of demons alone.

A small paper talisman flew into Yang Qingyin's ear, and the voice of the talisman master Liu Ding came from inside: "Attack!"

The light emitted by the bronze mirror in Yang Qingyin's hand changed from blue to red. Xiao Qingtao immediately shouted loudly, and his right hand pinched the technique to release all the power in the Gu Hai pearl. With a bang, the pearl that was tall at one person instantly retracted back to the size of his fist. With so much power inside, the spell shot was just a simple white light as thick as a finger.

The soldiers of Xijieguo who were moving slowly on the ground almost did not notice the Taoist priests making moves. The person who looked the most carefully only saw an unusual vibration in the air, and then was soon attracted by the magic of the talisman masters.

More than a hundred talisman masters were riding in combat chariots between cavalry and infantry. They had already released a large number of paper talismans, waiting to cooperate with the Taoist priests' attack. With the help of talismans, they could clearly see every magic issued by the Taoist priests.

The white light emitted by the Guhai Pearl shot out dozens of miles, and the big stone ball flew from the leftmost part of the center. With the point hit as the center, the surface of the stone ball began to melt, but the direction of flight did not change until the white light disappeared and the stone ball suddenly exploded in the air.

With a thunderclap in late autumn, a large number of demon fires splashed out from the stone ball, hundreds of paper talismans flying nearby turned into exactly the same white storks. They rushed towards the demon fire and swallowed them in big mouths. The white storks were burned to ashes, but the demon fire was also swallowed up.

The battle in the air began, and the Taoist priests and talisman masters cooperated very well and were not at a disadvantage for the time being.

Mu Xingqiu on the ground still controlled his speed. The entire army was consistent with him. Before the charge, the Taoists could not be too far from Duanliu City. The blessing of the Ancestor Tower was only thirty miles away. Their strength would be greatly reduced beyond this distance. But it was okay to fly out the magic, but their power was decided at the moment of release. It would not change again.

The demon soldiers have accelerated, especially the wolf cavalry facing the Xijieguo army. With the help of the demon technique, they gradually ran in front of the demon fire mountain with almost no claws.

This is also one of the reasons why Mu Xingqiu did not speed up. The demon clan was frequently hit by the Taoist dynasty, and there were few large-scale troops, and they were not good at cooperating when fighting. The further the distance they advanced, the longer the team stretched.

After all, Taifu Xin is an experienced old coach. When he made tactical arrangements in advance, he placed all his hopes of winning on the weakness of the demon soldiers' division.

More than a thousand wolf cavalry were getting closer and closer, and they had already left the demon soldiers behind for a distance. They were very confident and different from human cavalry. Both the demon soldiers and the giant wolf sitting down had strong combat power and could exert double the power.

The magicians hiding behind the Mount of Demon Fire were still fighting against the Taoist priests. Although many people couldn't see the magician's magicians clearly, the final effect of the magician was visible to everyone: the stone ball exploded, the smoke was swallowed, and the loud noises when the magician collided with the magicians spread hundreds of miles. The light scattered the sun, and humans and the soldiers of the demon clan did not even dare to watch it for a long time.

The talisman master is responsible for cleaning up the battlefield and doing everything possible to prevent the remains of spells in the sky from falling to the ground, so as not to affect the advancement of Xijieguo's army.

Most of the wolf cavalry were wearing talisman armor, which was their spoils. Among the armors familiar to the soldiers of Xijie Kingdom, there were beast-like howlings.

It was closer, even ordinary soldiers could see the huge wolf and the demon soldiers wielding a one-handed axe on it.

The talisman can no longer provide confidence to the soldiers. The slow speed, the long waiting, the battle above the head, and the fierce demon soldiers are all consuming the fighting spirit of Xijieguo's army.

The Taifu Xin who stayed behind was a little anxious and doubted the tactics he had formulated. If there was no princess in front of him, he would immediately order a charge through the talisman.

The princess remained calm, but for the third time she had turned her head and looked at Mu Xingqiu who was moving side by side dozens of steps away.

The wolf cavalry running in the front was a tall demon soldier. The one-handed axe in his hand was so huge that ordinary people could not hold up their hands.

Mu Xingqiu could almost smell the unique stench on the demon soldiers.

He nodded to the princess, supported himself with one hand, and stood on the flea's back. The big sword behind him flew out automatically. Mu Xingqiu held it with his left hand and whispered: "Flea, the time is up."

The three kirins jumped out at the same time, and the fleas were higher than their parents, as if they were flying without wings, and they had landed several feet apart. However, no matter how they jumped, the person on their back was not affected at all. They always stood straight, and the big sword reflected the sunlight, making it look bigger.

The first wolf cavalry was close enough. Mu Xingqiu swung his long sword and cut the demon soldiers passing by, including the axe, into two pieces, while the male kirin pushed the giant wolf into the air.

Blood was scattered from the sword like rain. Mu Xingqiu threw out a long whip with his right hand and drew more than ten feet of lightning, but the target he hit was not the demon soldiers wielding a one-handed axe, but their mounts.

He wants to make the group of wolves more fighting spirit and make the smell of blood more intense.

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