Most of the soldiers standing in the first row are from Xijieguo. They just won a difficult victory a few days ago and won high honors. In today's decisive battle, they voluntarily acted as the frontline and set an example for the ** teams. They have seen the cruelty and fighting style of the demon soldiers, so they are the stable foundation in the Eastern Army formation.

But the war caught them off guard at the beginning.

Strictly speaking, the war has not yet begun, the flying talisman is still floating in the air, the Taoist priests have not cast spells, the cavalry has not activated the war horses, and the infantry in the rear have not even raised the weapons in their hands. This is the moment before the war is about to begin. The generals of Xijieguo in front have already held the attacking flag, but have not yet raised it high.

At this moment, a long gully suddenly appeared in the uninhabited area in the middle of the battlefield. Then, a light breeze blew from the west, neither cool nor hot, but it was quite consistent with the bright weather. Everyone couldn't help but want to take a deep breath. Suddenly, the soldiers seemed to have forgotten how to breathe, and could only inhale but not exhale.

Taoist priests and casual cultivators flew in the air, casting spells to protect themselves. Shen Jixing summoned a huge protective cover to block most of the attacks. Mu Xingqiu found that this magic was extremely powerful. He had no power to protect the army on the ground, so he could only warn Liu Ding through the flying talisman: "Danger!"

Liu Ding and dozens of talisman masters followed closely behind the Xijie vanguard army. After hearing Mu Xingqiu's warning, he immediately sacrificed more than ten paper talismans. In just a moment, the other talisman masters were also ready. They were startled by the gully and sacrificed talismans in panic. They were either too early or too late, and they were not as timely as Liu Ding.

Liu Ding's talisman saved the soldiers in Xijieguo in front, including himself. Their exhalation stopped for a while and when they were feeling uncomfortable, they could exhale the air again.

But the light breeze did not stop and continued to move forward. Passing through the armies lined up behind, each army was equipped with a number of talisman masters of varying numbers, with fast and slow reactions, and strong and weak talismans. At least two thousand soldiers suffocated and died in broad daylight.

Qu Xungui didn't have to take action himself, and the entourage behind him could block the demon wind, but he was still shocked. He was surprised by the power of the enemy's magic, and was also very surprised by the lack of protection against Taoist priests. He had participated in many battles to eliminate demons, and in his impression, a god-to-shen Taoist priest was enough to provide the most basic protection to 100,000 soldiers.

Zuo Liuying is very famous, but Qu Xungu has never dated him. Today is the first time I have seen the true face. Although the Taoist priest can easily maintain a young appearance, it is still very unusual for a Taoist priest to stay in the form of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Zuo Fu's great talisman master began to doubt the ability of the head of Pangshan Ban Secret Department.

Zuo Liuying was unmoved. When the light breeze on the opposite side blew to Duanliu City, he only held the Patriarch Tower with his left hand and stretched out his right hand. He grabbed it casually and the wind stopped.

The battlefield was once again quiet, and a huge panic was brewing quickly, and more than 2,000 people died easily. If it hadn't been too sudden and the teams supervised each other, someone would have already run away.

Mu Xingqiu, who was flying in the front, immediately felt this emotion and almost landed on the ground to regain morale, but he held back, and the two first seats were present. Shen Jixing did not show any timidity, and even said "but that's the case", proving that Zuo Liuying in the rear was not defeated by Qi Wushang.

"The demon soldiers suffered greater losses." Yang Qingyin comforted everyone, which was also the most important reason why the talisman master who could see the distant scene did not collapse.

More than 300 giant ice and snow elephants stood up with their hind legs like dogs that pleased their owners. Then they landed heavily on the ground, stretched their noses straight, making continuous roars, and endured the light breeze from the east. Only some giant elephants stood unsteadily, but did not fall down.

The various types of cavalry and flying demons behind the giant elephant were not so powerful. The breeze blew, fell to the ground, like a hurricane swept across the land, and were killed and injured. They were not suffocating, but their heartbeat suddenly stopped and they died.

The shadow of the black wolf, dozens of feet long, ran past the demon soldiers' positions from south to north, crossed vertically with the Qingfeng, swallowed up all his magic power, and saved the demon army.

Humans call it the Mountain of Demon Fire, and the monsters called themselves the behemoth of the Demon Mountain rolled forward.

The demon soldiers were not concerned about their casualties, and advanced along their companions' bodies, with their speed consistent with the Demon Fire Mountain. This time, they no longer divided the troops into two groups, and they were all concentrated in the south.

There is a small hill in front of the Demon Fire Mountain. There was a small outpost built on it, with more than a hundred soldiers stationed there, and the watchtower above was still there. The Demon Fire Mountain was crushed by it, without even a little ups and downs. It continued to rush to Duanliu City, and the hills became flat ground.

All the soldiers who saw this scene were frightened. Even the soldiers of Xijieguo who had fought bloody battles with demon soldiers felt powerless, and everyone felt doubts: Can the Taoist priests really block this mountain of demon fire?

Mu Xingqiu's feelings were particularly obvious. The emotions of human soldiers were in a sharp change. On the surface, they were in chaos, but in fact they were developing rapidly in the direction of collapse. If the two first-ranks did not take action, there would probably be only a dozen Taoist priests left in this battle, and even the casual cultivators had to escape.

The head of Pangshan is not strong enough, but do they understand the worries of ordinary people? Mu Xingqiu couldn't help but turn his head and look at Shen Jixian. Today he is just an ordinary Taoist priest, but he is not as calm as he shoulders heavy responsibilities.

Shen Jixian's expression was more serious than usual. There was no smile on his easy-going face, nor did he respond to Mu Xingqiu's gaze. He just floated in the air and stared at the mountain of demon fire that was rolling closer and closer.

Without passionate speeches or even too many hints, Shen Jixian casts spells. Five giant dragons of different colors appear dozens of miles away and pounce on the Demon Fire Mountain at an extremely fast speed. They chase each other and gradually disperse. They are more than ten miles away from the target, and they begin to spray five torrents of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

As the first in the Five Elements Department, Shen Jixian, although his level of cultivation is not the highest in Pangshan, he is one of the people who are best at the Five Elements spells. This spell has boosted the Taoist priests and most of the scattered cultivators, but has no effect on the soldiers on the ground. They only saw the Demon Fire Mountain and did not notice the vibration in the air.

Five giant dragons collided on the Demon Fire Mountain, making a thundering sound. The place where they hit was sinking, and smoke rose. Then they flew up and down and launched attacks again and again. The Demon Fire Mountain was damaged, but instead of slowing down, they spewed out flames to fight with the Five Dragons.

A large group of magicians hiding behind the demon mountain flew out. Instead of casting magicians at the dragon, they flew towards the Taoist priests and casual cultivators.

This is the most powerful magician group under Qi Wushang, with about a thousand people, most of whom are half demons, and there are also a small number of non-demons and beast monsters.

Shen Jixian led everyone to move slowly to the north, and his hands did not stop and were still casting spells. There were countless magic weapons hidden on him, leaving one in the air every distance, making the eyes of the wandering cultivators who were following behind illuminate the eyes of the wandering cultivators. They were all high-level magic weapons that were hard to see in the world. Just a piece of night-light candle was enough to trigger a great battle between the wandering cultivators. Now they were left in the air to fight against the magicians, as if that was just the most common thing.

Only the Taoists knew in their hearts that these magical instruments were valuable items even within the Taoist dynasty. Pang Shan was weak, and Shen Jixian was taking a desperate bet.

The decisive battle began, and the only thing that did not move was the human army. Qu Xugu refused to issue orders to advance, and the morale of the army became even more chaotic.

Qu Xungu was waiting for a guarantee, and he would not make any request, but unless Taoist Pangshan could really provide effective protection, he could order the entire army to join the battle, otherwise he would rather wait like that. In the eyes of Zuofu's great talisman master, the Taoists always hid it. They would rather share good things with their allies.

"Fighting up." Zeng Fu on the altar said in a low voice, then sighed, death happened so casually. Her only way to deal with it was to suppress her feelings and think of nothing.

The Taoist priests' unyielding desires are probably related to this. People who have lived for hundreds or thousands of years, and they have to experience so much life and death in their lives. People with rich emotions cannot bear it at all. Zeng Fu sighed again and suddenly said: "First, are you punishing those soldiers who refuse to stand in front? They have no choice..."

Lan Qizhang turned around and said, "The first seat did not punish anyone. It was timidity that made them suffocate. Even without the protection of the talisman, the soldiers of Xijie Kingdom were fine. The fighting spirit would allow them to survive the attack of the demon wind smoothly."

Zeng Fu squatted behind Zuo Liuying. She no longer wanted to watch the battlefield outside the city. The night when the Laozu Peak was destroyed frequently appeared in her dreams. Now, she had to bear another blow.

Taoist priests and magicians confronted each other and cast spells to each other more than ten miles apart. Some magicians wanted to go around the south side, but were stopped by the magic weapon left in the air by Shen Jixing.

Shen Jixian blocked most of the magic tricks by himself. The task of other Taoist priests and casual cultivators was to ensure the safety of the first rank of the Five Elements Department, and to face those magic tricks who secretly attacked from all directions.

The Mountain of Demon Fire is still fighting with the Five Dragons, but the speed of advance is getting faster and faster. Duanliu City is pitifully small compared to it, like a prey frightened by a ferocious beast, waiting for the arrival of destruction.

The shadow of the black wolf, dozens of feet long, appeared again. Instead of supporting the fighting in the north, he rushed towards the human army in the south. Behind it, the demon soldiers advanced faster.

The war horses began to retreat in panic, and the soldiers on the horse were about to lose control. They either faced or retreated. They were more than ever looking forward to the general's orders.

Qu Xungu still did not give orders. If the Taoist priest wanted to compete with ruthlessness, he believed that he would be the winner.

Zuo Liuying cast the spell for the second time, and her right index finger flicked her right lightly at the Ancestor Tower.

Twelve golden giants flew out from the tower and instantly arrived in front of the human army. They were wearing ancient armor, twenty or thirty feet high. Six people held weapons such as long-handed axes, long-handed hammers and other weapons in their hands, and strode towards the shadow of the black wolf. Six people held giant shields and long pestles, staying behind to protect the army.

Unlike the five elements spells cast by ordinary Taoists, these golden giants are also clearly visible in the eyes of mortals.

Mu Xingqiu clearly felt that human emotions were revived.

Everyone looked up at these golden giants, their eyes full of incredibleness. These people were wearing glorious armor, but no helmets on their heads, and retained the Taoist bun. The combination of Taoist priests and generals was somewhat similar to Mu Xingqiu who had fought a few battles.

Fangfang, standing on the altar, exclaimed, she knew that this was the image of the twelve ancestors of the three generations of Taoism.

Suddenly, Zuo Liuying's voice came to her mind. Fangfang was stunned and told Zuo Liuying's original words: "Lanqizhang, are you ready?"

Fangfang was very surprised that Zuo Liuying was going to send Lan Qizhang out so soon, but then, Lan Qizhang's reaction surprised her even more.

Lan Qizhang turned his head to look at her. He had always been peaceful and had a sense of enthusiasm and hesitation in his eyes, "I...I..."

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