Shen Shang hummed a little song he heard from somewhere, walked into the cave and woke up the talisman guest who was still sleeping, "Get up, get up, kill Bingkui Bao Bingcheng, and the demon-blocking pioneers look at you and me... Who can answer me another sentence?"

The talismans walked out of their respective caves sleepily and found that the genius was lit up, so they all covered their mouths and yawned. One talismans grabbed Shen Shang's arm, "Why are you waking us up so early? Maybe this is our last sleep. If you can't sleep well, you will blame you. △￠"

From appearance to personality, Shen Shang has never been a majestic person. He has no distinction between superiority and inferiority with the talisman guest. He has no taboos in speaking. He laughed and said, "Even if you are going to die today, you should get up and see the last time the sunrise is coming. Why should you waste it on sleeping?"

"Can you stop talking about death? I was dreaming of slaughtering deer and eating meat just now. I really don't want to be slaughtered by myself at noon today." said another talisman guest.

Shen Shang's joy has not diminished at all, "The more he is afraid of death, the more he bullies you. If he despises it, he can step on it. Bingkui is not omnipotent. He wants us to be afraid, so we have to laugh. He wants to make us depressed, so we have to be full of fighting spirits. He wants to freeze us into popsicles, so we have to... we have to... we have to..."

Shen Shang could not have thought of the lyrics, and the talisman guests really "laughed" and mocked him in a sarcasm.

"Steaming hot!" Shen Shang shouted in a laugh, "We must steam hot! Take out the leftover meat from yesterday, take out the last little wine to make your body warm!"

The camps of the demons were very close. The laughter of Shen Shang and the talisman guests quickly woke up the demon tribes around them. They walked out of the cave and shouted angrily, asking who was so hateful.

After several fights, the demon clan's anger was almost vented, so he made a hot rice and roasted the last little meat. Those with wine drank, and those without wine grabbed a few handfuls of snow to moisten their throats.

The atmosphere gradually became cheerful, as if the final battle two or three hours later was extremely simple, and you could win with just a few roars.

Shen Shang was everywhere. He yelled at each other with the rough beast monsters in languages ​​that no one could understand, joked with the panic-ridden half demon, and even joked with the strong banshee, "You're applying rouge on your face? Are you going to find a new father for the little demon?"

All the demons hated him and drove him away. All the demons liked him too. After he passed by, a smile appeared on his face.

Jincuo was not awakened. He didn't sleep at all, thinking about the final battle today at noon all night. He walked out of the cave, breathed in the cold and fresh air, and listened to the rude cry of the demons, his mood gradually calmed down.

Shen Shang ran over and bowed deeply to Jincuo like a clown who was performing arts, and then said in an exaggerated tone: "The King of Fen is invited to have dinner, and the King of Fen is invited to have more dinners. Maybe people will call you 'Big King of Fen' in the future."

Jincu was grateful for the cheerful atmosphere brought by Shen Shang. This was the powerful weapon needed by the demon army, but he didn't have a smile on his face, "You said there will be a reinforcement soldier to arrive today, why didn't I see it?"

Shen Shang restrained himself and walked to Jincuo, "Didn't I tell you this news? A bird flew over to tell me when I was hunting, and he also said that Yi Shijun did not forget the demon clan of Ice City. Do you believe in a bird? Do you believe in Yi Shijun? I can't guarantee anything. I prefer to believe that Mu Xingqiu has found the leader of the Ice City and wiped him out."

Mu Xingqiu left the afternoon before yesterday and has not been heard from him so far. This is the most important reason why Jincuo cannot fall asleep. "He said that he went to find the missing little demon, which has nothing to do with the leader of Bingkui."

"Haha, maybe there will be a miracle. We need this the most now." Shen Shang is more optimistic than the beast monster who has drunk a jar of old wine. "Mu Xingqiu just turned into a volcano and fell from the sky, grilling all the Bingkui, and I was not surprised."

Jincu shook his head helplessly. He was not optimistic at all. When he thought of how many demon races would die in today's decisive battle, he felt upset.

He grabbed the heavy hammer placed at the door and said seriously: "In half an hour, we must take advantage of the battlefield."

The demon clan's camp had moved to Wolfland last night, very close to the scheduled battlefield. Half an hour later, the sun was rising high, the demons were dispatched, the fire was destroyed, the remaining pieces were thrown aside, the door of the cave was open at will, and there was nothing to clean up. Everyone knew that this battle would be a life-threatening death.

The demons gathered on a round high ground with a gentle slope and arranged in a tight formation. They did not intend to charge, but just wanted to defend their positions to the death.

Not far north is where Bingkui left the war book, which covered everything, but all the monsters knew that the broken corpses were still in their original place. The cheerful atmosphere provoked by Shen Shang gradually disappeared, but the curse could no longer affect the group of demons. They had few armors and were incomplete weapons. Nearly half of the demons held wooden sticks in their hands, but they still stayed to fight against the powerful monsters.

"Hey, the messenger is back!" shouted the demon soldier in charge of watching.

A group of demons came from the direction of the Ice City, about four or five hundred. A few days ago, dozens of messengers went to various sides to look for reinforcements, and they returned one after another from the evening night. There were very few reinforcements brought back. The time was too short. There were not so many tribes around the Ice City. Occasionally, some were found, and few demons were willing to come to participate in a battle with little hope.

In comparison, it is already a considerable achievement to be able to come to hundreds of monsters today.

The demons on the high ground welcomed reinforcements with their roars. This group of demons was a group of adventurers. They wanted to join the demon army in the south, but the giant demon king Qi Wushang was dead. Therefore, they kept wandering in the monster land. They heard that there was a battle to fight and followed them. The messenger was very clever and did not reveal that the other side they were against was the legendary Bingkui.

Jincu arranged reinforcements in the middle, so they couldn't run away even if they wanted to. Jincu himself stood in the first row, with the strongest beast monsters on both sides. He turned his head and said to Shen Shang behind him: "Yi Shijun is really generous, and he sent such a reinforcement."

"Haha, even the King of Fans will sarcastically. It seems that it is possible to win this battle today." Shen Shang smiled. He asked the talisman guest to stand in the middle, but he stayed behind Jincuo. Because he could not cast spells, he had little effect and was short, so he could not even see the surrounding situation.

A tall beast monster next to him took Shen Shang to his shoulder without saying a word.

"It's snowing, Bingkui is coming." Shen Shang reached out to pick up the snowflakes.

It took a lot of time to arrange the formation. It was not long before noon. The missing little demon did not appear, and Mu Xingqiu, bald man and flea were still missing, especially the "demon master" Mu Xingqiu. His brave performance in the first battle gave the demons great confidence. His disappearance aroused a lot of suspicion.

But no one mentioned him. Jincuo prepared the worst in advance. He had told the demons that the demon master would take the little demons to a safe place and train them all to magicians. That is the future of the demon clan, so the demon master may not be able to catch up with this decisive battle...

The worst result still happened. Jincu knew that Mu Xingqiu would not miss the battle for no reason, and not arrive on time would be a bad situation.

Before the battle began, Jincu gave up his last glimmer of hope for Mu Xingqiu. He just wanted to devote himself to the upcoming decisive battle.

The seeds of the Nebula Tree are very small, and most demons cannot see them floating in the air with snowflakes, but when blue lights rise from the snow hundreds of steps away from the north, all the demons see them.

"One, two..." At first, there were still sounds, but the sound disappeared soon.

The blue lights are connected together, and there is no way to calculate them.

The demons kept their positions carefully, and they would gather together no matter what, and never disperse.

The blue light began to absorb the snow around it, revealing a human figure. It can be counted again. But there was no demon talking.

It was not dozens of Bingkui, but two or three thousand, all of which were very tall, so it looked more numerous than the nearly 10,000 demon tribes crowded together. They stood scattered and gradually surrounded the demon tribes.

The newly arrived reinforcements screamed. They were also brave demons, but they were not brave enough to face Bingkui.

Bingkui is still taking shape. Jincuo said: "The time is up."

The beast monsters on both sides reached out and raised the Japanese king high.

Jincu turned toward the demons, holding a heavy hammer in his right hand and holding three statues of gods in his left hand. He had made several passionate speeches. This time he only wanted to say a few simple words, "The ancient god blessed my demon clan: I don't seek eternal life, I just want to fight."

"I don't seek eternal life, I just want to fight!" The demons agreed in unison, overwhelming the whine of the new demon clan, and there were also several new demons who wanted to escape, and were knocked out directly.

"Don't seek eternal life, just fight." Shen Shang held his wish, as if this was the sharpest sword in the world.

Standing on the shoulders of the beast monster, Shen Shang saw a little further, so he was the first to discover a new situation, "Look, the reinforcements promised by Yi Shijun have arrived!"

The demons watched and watched. Sure enough, a team of cavalry rushed from the northwest, with a total of three or four thousand, with various mounts and some powerful strange beasts.

No demon clan knew the origin of this cavalry, but this did not affect their excitement at all, and they roared together.

Bingkui has taken shape and slowly walked towards the monsters on the high ground, indifferent to the cavalry in the northwest. They are unrestrained and will only fight according to the established plan.

The decisive battle seemed to have a little more hope. The demon clan on the high ground stood firm and the cavalry on the periphery charge might eliminate Bingkui.

However, this hope has existed so short that it is pitifully short. Before the cheers of the demons have ended, the cavalry in the northwest actually turned around and fled.

This group of demons with powerful mounts had never experienced the first battle, nor had they heard Jincuo's inspiration. When they saw the enemy so powerful, they suddenly lost their fighting spirit. They didn't even stay to watch the battle, and fled without looking back.

"Today's glory belongs only to you." Shen Shang said loudly, not caring about the arrival and resurgence of reinforcements. "Heroes have saved cowards since ancient times. Don't blame those deserters. We have also escaped all the way. It is not easy to turn around and face Bingkui. We have done it, only we have done it!"

The roar was revived, tragic, anger, hope, disappointment, fear... Everything was vented in the roar, radiating in the air, merging with the snow, leaving only fighting spirit in the bodies of the demons.

Jincu jumped to the ground, held the heavy hammer with both hands, and Shen Shang's relaxed voice came from above his head: "After saying so much, I can finally do something."

Jincuo raised the heavy hammer and agreed with Shen Shang's words very much. He was ready, but suddenly remembered the Spirit King who was unknown where he was. He felt guilty because he failed to bring Mu Xingqiu back to see her, and he didn't even have time to say how deep and unique the Spirit King's love for him was.

Bingkui, who was approaching step by step, began to wave his two swords.

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