#1912 melee (1)
Shoot the melon!
After doing all this, the enchanting beauty floated into the distance like a ghost.
The little disciple of Tianmen Sect waited for a long time without seeing the expected severe pain, so he mustered up the courage to open his eyes and glanced. However, he was frightened to see that the evil demon general strangled his neck had his pupils shattered and died, and was rapidly falling to the ground with his body.
scare!
The disciple of Tianmen who was sticking out his tongue immediately pushed the demon general's body away, shook his head and looked around to know who had used what methods to save him from the critical moment of life and death. Unfortunately, there were only fierce battles around him, and there was no way he could see who could just support his battle.
A hole was cut out from the back of a Kunshan disciple beside the Tianmen disciple by the iron claws of the demon eagle. The scorching blood immediately sprayed the Tianmen disciple. The stimulating by the salty smell, the Tianmen disciple no longer sticks to the little things, and immediately bulges the blue veins on his neck and roars to help the seriously injured Kunshan disciple.
No one has a fixed opponent, he is just fighting one after another.
This is a kind of physical exhaustion and a competition of strength.
There were dozens of demon war gods surrounded by Ying Tianqing. They were constantly killed by the war beasts summoned by Ying Tianqing, but there were also constant new demons participating in the teams that surrounded Ying Tianqing. The number only increased and not decreased.
Yaorao and Ling are the human summoners with the least opponents.
Because the powerful demons were too lazy to pay attention to the two small ants that had always been under the pressure of the seventh-level war god, the weaker demons were "slapped" before they could bare teeth in front of Yaorao.
So she and Ling simply walked through the battlefield, and when they saw where they needed help, they stepped forward and slapped them.
However, this kind of rescue cannot reverse the difficulties on the battlefield at all.
Many elders of the Tianmen Sect who had declined and declined were dispatched to entangle with the strongest demon king in the demon army. Even if Yao Rao exploded all her power, it would be just a drop in the bucket.
The strength of ordinary demon soldiers is high and low. The birth rate of the demon clan is much lower than that of the human clan. Logically speaking, the number of demon clans is much smaller than that of the human clan. However, the marriage between a large number of demon clans and monsters that originally existed in the Chuyuan world has given birth to many semi-demon and half-demon species, Shura, Earth Demon, and Witch... including various demonized beasts with amazing numbers and are born with powerful attacks without contracting.
Therefore, the human race no longer has an absolute advantage in terms of quantity, not to mention that the insect beasts summoned by the demon-level demon powers are extremely destructive!
The master of Tianhe was still fighting with the Green Armor Demon King. Their battle was hidden above the clouds. Only the horns of clouds that were torn from time to time could make people see the old man in white pinched thunder and lightning with his hands, stepped on a white deer, and his eyes were angrily raised.
The century-legged and hundred-eyed poisonous insects that the Green Armor Demon King also caused considerable chaos on the ground.
After everyone found that the spiritual attack of the poisonous insects was only effective against the phantom beasts, they took back the summoned battle beasts and sacrificed various strange-shaped phantom weapons to compete with one. Fortunately, most of the disciples of the Tianmen Sect practiced the magic martial arts, so even without the help of the phantom beasts, they could still fight alive.
Compared to this, the disciples of the other three sects are far behind.
The enchanting eyes tightened. She saw that Situ Zuifu's phantom beast had poisonous smoke all over her body, but she would not put away the phantom beast in close combat like a disciple of the Tianmen Sect, so she stood in the sky at a loss, not knowing whether she was going forward or retreating.
Ling shook her head immediately.
"The ignorant saint who has no combat experience."
He said that, although he had black lines on his face, he still flew towards Situ Zuifu. Because several demon war gods saw her panic and were approaching behind her with bad intentions, Situ Zuifu, who had been in a mess, did not notice the danger of constantly approaching him.
Annoying woman! After all, she still has some connection with herself, so she can't die here. Ling said in her heart that her body slid forward like a ghost.
Just as the demon war god behind Situ Zuifu suddenly waved his sword and exploded, a dark light suddenly rushed by. The demon clan who was still smiling suddenly had a stiff smile and the demon sword in his hand split into two halves and fell from the sky.
hiss!
The demon general who followed the demon god immediately took a breath and retreated repeatedly, but unfortunately he could not escape the encirclement of Yaorao and went to hell in one breath.
At this time, Situ Zuifu, who heard the sound of the wind, turned her head and saw Ling Leng Ning's eyes appear behind her.
"Did your strength be built entirely by taking medicine?" Ling Wuqing teased.
Situ Zuifu is a sage after all, and her illusion level is not much worse than Ying Tianqing. She is also a summoner at the God-killing Realm, but her actual combat ability is more than a little worse.
"I don't……"
Under Ling's sneer, Situ Zuifu's eyes suddenly turned red and her little face turned red.
"Then fight me."
Ling's tone became heavier and heavier, and unexpectedly cursed the extremely vicious Saint Situ speechless.
Giving Situ Zuifu a contemptuous look, Ling immediately left her and flew to the other side with Yaorao.
"Oh." Yaorao glanced at Ling with a serious expression and said jokingly: "You can't tell me that the second brother, you are quite concerned about the saint of the Star Moon Holy Land."
"Don't talk nonsense." Ling's expression calmed down after leaving Situ Zuifu, and the two immediately entered a new round of battle.
However, at this moment, a terrifying thunder sound suddenly came from the clouds in the sky!
A charred figure fell from behind the clouds!
"Master!"
A roar from Tianhe immediately attracted the attention of all the people who were fighting fiercely to the sky!
What?
Seeing the old man in white clothes in a mess, everyone was immediately frightened and thought that the Tianmen Sect Fengshan Venerable was defeated!
It's over! If you lose to the Green Armor Demon King in the first battle, the morale of the human war gods will inevitably be greatly reduced.
Venerable Fengshan is already the top existence in one sect. Could it be that the white-clothed Venerable lost to the Demon King and fell? Facing the vast battlefield at this time, who else will lead the disciples of the four sects to fight against the demon clan?
Chapter completed!