Qi WuHuo could hear the excitement and excitement in Di Ting's voice very clearly even from an extremely distant Demon Realm. He didn't know that this gentleman was observing the entire battlefield at this moment, and was even inferring the battle situation between Hou Tu and Gouchen through the aftermath. Although due to the huge load, his body was under great pressure and his face turned pale.
But the light in his eyes almost shines through.
"Fuxi's killing method consumes a lot of money. Even if you have those thirty-two ghosts and gods, you can't do it arbitrarily."
"You may only have one chance, and it will directly exhaust your strength, but it doesn't matter, I will show you the way, and you must break the trend this time!"
"Break the general trend, and then use the trend to seal the land, and you will be completely victorious!"
Qi WuHuo exhaled slowly, listening to the help from the netherworld, carrying the magic weapon on his back, and chose to believe in Tingting. He believed in this help and ally that he had only narrowly escaped death, so that he could really hit hard. Demon Race, holding Blood River Sword in his palm, swept towards the deeper Demon Race battle formation, and the voice in his ears quickly said, "This formation is one of the three top formations in ancient times."
"According to legend, okay, no more legends, it was created by the master of Demon Court."
"It is the transformation of Demon Court's former Gotei Supreme Great Formation. His status was once supreme. Once the master of Demon Court displays it in his original posture, his destructive power will surpass that of the Nine Bends of the Yellow River in the Shangqing Dynasty and the Tribulation Sword Sword Formation. It is a top secret skill. It is vast and vast. But don't worry, this formation now has no power from the ancient times."
"However, at this level, you can also fight and kill a Heavenly Lord at the same level."
"If you are just stupid and go head-on, Fuxi will have to crawl out of the ground to hold you down, and then carry the piano on his own, even if he is dead. However, all things in the world, one drink and one peck, although he is vast and unparalleled, this is a formation, a means of gathering the strength of millions of people."
Qi WuHuo stands out.
There were Demon Race in front of them, all marching. When they saw young Daoist suddenly appearing, they were all surprised.
Immediately formed a formation.
These are the Demon Kingdom powers that are now surrendered to the Demon Emperor, so they have all cultivated the Human Dao Destiny way.
It can gather people into one, which is one of the foundations for recreating the ancient Demon Court Supreme Great Formation. Demon Race's luck turned into a giant roaring wolf, young Daoist's sleeves and robes were fluttering, and his fingers were like swords. Blood River Sword had already turned into a river of blood, and his fingers were like swords. In just an instant, they had pierced through the so-called Demon Race team.
He has cultivated to the realm of Primordial Spirit Silent Illumination, Immaculate Physical Body, Yin and Yang Undefiled.
There is no problem in saying that he is an immortal, but he has not Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown or made a leap.
Young Daoist quickly swept towards the direction where Demon Race was gathering more.
"And this formation has millions of people and 365 formation bases from the ancient Demon Court."
"Now of course Demon Race is not willing to give out all the formation bases, but he has also produced thirty-six, which is only one-tenth of the ancient giant formation, but this is also extremely remarkable. Besides these formation bases, the most important thing is the millions of monsters with different bloodlines and tendencies. Hey, there are millions of people, do you have any idea?"
"Even for humans, it takes about a sword's length and three feet of space to stand firmly with your feet apart."
"How long does it take for millions of people to stand next to each other like this?"
Qi WuHuo replied, "Two thousand miles."
"That's right."
"What's more, Demon Race is taller than the human race, not to mention that they still need to be armed and strong. Huh, five thousand miles may not be enough to hold them, not to mention that these guys will run away like crazy. One of your moves may have a great effect, or it may have a very small effect. However, if you want to break the formation as quickly as possible, the best way is to abolish most of Demon Race's combat capabilities."
"The two are contradictory."
"Boy, what do you think?"
Qi WuHuo is silent.
Young Daoist Suddenly knew why this gentleman was so excited.
He clasped his five fingers together, and Blood River Sword, which flew into the air on its own, fell into his palm. He looked at the Demon Race camp in the distance and sighed:
"Use me as bait to attract Demon Race to return."
The corners of Di Ting's lips curled up into an exaggerated smile. He could already predict what was about to happen in the future. Unfortunately, the calm and indifferent Bai Ze was no longer here. Otherwise, he might have opened his eyes long ago. Di Ting said, "Moreover, it needs to be arrogant enough, conspicuous enough, and dangerous enough."
"Boy, I know this is not in line with your character, but there is nothing you can do about it."
"Hmm."
Qi WuHuo gripped the sword tightly, with calm eyes, and glanced towards a camp in front of Demon Race's formation.
There was one of Demon Race's thirty-six formation cornerstones, and it was the most critical one that Di Ting guided him to find. The appearance of young Daoist immediately attracted the attention of Demon Race elites. They raised their weapons and formed a large formation. They watched young Daoist descend from the top of the mountain, with its robes swaying and black hair rising.
About to go out.
Then he saw young Daoist incantation rising slightly, with his hair blowing slightly in the wind, and said lightly:
"Reward good and punish evil."
A Dao Body shadow seemed to appear violently from behind young Daoist!
In an instant, there was a dark wind and everything was lonely. Those Demon Race elites only saw the afterimage of the chain, and then they remembered nothing. They only saw what seemed to be a terrifying figure wearing an armored robe, a pure and comfortable Daoist robe, and young Daoist carrying a piano on his back.
A terrifying name suddenly flashed in his mind.
"Square Inch Mountain..."
His vision completely turned into darkness.
In the silent mountains and rivers Ancestral Vein, the mountains that had been burning for a long time finally stopped. In the sky, the scattered light of the stars never stopped. The huge Ba Snake raised his body slightly, his eyes looked into the distance, and the Demon Race luck that had previously given him unparalleled oppression began to recede.
It seemed that he was no longer oppressed by this terrible fate, and the heavy rain finally began to fall.
Washing away the flames, washing away the smoke, washing away the remains of the Dragon King.
The Dragon King stood on top of his own body, looking into the distance with a bit of sadness and complexity in his eyes.
The young man died and was pulled directly into the netherworld by the chain. He realized that if it were him in the past, he could even grab the chain and pull the attacking ghost directly from Jiuyou Fengdu, and then beat him to death with one hand, but he couldn't do it now.
The physical body is destroyed, the true spirit is mutilated and weak, and the true blood is exhausted, just like a useless person.
The Dragon King sighed in a low voice.
"It's a pity that he didn't survive after all."
"Even the coalition forces of Demon Race have dispersed... It seems that they really can't come back."
"I'm still thinking about whether he can still create legends... It seems that I have thought too much. Also, many talented and talented people have fallen due to various things. However, even though I know this truth, even though you and I also fell like this, Xuanzhen, but after all, I feel regretful when I see that he has also embarked on such a path."
He seemed to be whispering to his friend who had long since disappeared.
Ba Snake seemed to be able to feel his sadness, and stood up to touch him. His eyes seemed to be humane and extremely sad.
Together we watched the stars set and saw the birds flying in the forest and gradually disappearing.
One by one, the ferocious and mighty Demon Race flew up, scattering the flock of birds.
His eyes turned white and he was frothing at the mouth. He fell directly to the ground and hung on a tree, making a mess all the way.
Boom!!!
"Give it to you Grandpa Niu, I'll get out of the way, get out of the way!"
"Hoola!!!"
A sheathed, extremely exquisite ceremonial fairy sword with gilded patterns was swung by Old Yellow Ox, and the group of monsters in front of it were like a dandelion being hit by a running old bull. They immediately flew more than ten meters high and fell heavily. Often, before they could see anyone taking action, these monsters had their muscles and bones severed and fainted on the spot.
One of the top experts among Demon Race, Niu Jinnniu once had the nickname Eighth Great Sage because he had enough friends.
Reappearing Demon Realm only raised his eyebrows, and instantly followed the traces deliberately left by Yun Zhiyi and Weaver Girl.
Weaver Girl looked at the falling heavy rain. He was dressed in white and tied his hair with a white ribbon, looking calm.
The blood on the sword was gradually washed away by the rain and became purer.
Yun Zhiyi also carried swords and came all the way, hiding their tracks and concentrating their energy. Their purpose was not to cause killings, but to rescue young Daoist who had fallen into such danger. Leaving the military formation in the heaven for a short time was already a huge dereliction of duty.
If we continue to kill people wantonly, it will be tantamount to provoking the Beidi's lineage, and will also greatly weaken the majesty of the Beidi.
To a certain extent, if you go too far, you may even attract the arrest of Ju Ling Shen and other gods.
By then, instead of being able to save young Daoist, he himself will be in huge trouble.
Weaver Girl Jianmei frowned slightly and said:
"Wuhuo, where is he?!"
"I've searched all over, but still can't find it."
"I don't know."
Yun Zhiyi beat an Earth Immortal from Demon Race until he fainted and was seriously injured, and then threw him casually into the cliff. He frowned tightly and said, "But no matter where he is, we must rescue him, even if we really have to fight to the death in the end, we must do this!"
Weaver Girl smiled, "That's how it should be."
They were silent for a moment, while Yun Zhiyi began to interrogate the spies of Demon Race. Weaver Girl stood in the rain, looking at the sky in the distance. The clouds were thick and bombarded by layers of thunder. Sometimes they lit up, sometimes the dark stars fell, and the earth trembled. This was the beginning of a catastrophe, much greater than the catastrophe they had overcome before.
The Demon Race gathered like a torrent, fighting in the gaps. The locals, Demon Race, and even the core military strategists of the human race knew that this involved calamity, and in the end of the competition, Hou Tu and Gouchen, who had greater power was the hundred Myriad Demons coalition forces. During the ancient formation, the fighting spirit of both sides rose to the extreme, and both sides refused to give in!
Prince Qin Li Weifeng took advantage of his breath to look at the unparalleled killing Leader of the School of Military, gritted his teeth and said:
"Seventh Brother, you are suppressing it here."
"I'll take a group of people away."
Li Zhai looked at him, Prince Qin exhaled and said, "I never thought that as a race created by Emperor Wa, we could fight side by side with Empress Houtu. This is just like a legend... Since the legend of Human Emperor passed away eight thousand years ago, who else can come here to fight like you and me?"
"But it's not enough. This is not enough. If we continue, we may not be able to stop the million coalition troops. If Demon Race's army appears, we will be defeated, and Empress Houtu will be restrained."
"I am willing to lead one hundred thousand troops, bypass the front formation of Demon Race, go to the hinterland, and hold them back even if one is against ten."
"Except for Non-Self who died in the battle there, all the humans except Non-Self died in the battle. Otherwise, these coalition forces will never set foot here."
This is to be an abandoned child.
In any large formation, the weak must defeat the strong. Now, breaking into Demon Race's large formation with a hundred thousand cavalry is tantamount to using one's own life and flesh and blood to hold back the opponent. It is a situation of no life or death. Li Zhai raised his head, his face full of blood, and looked at his younger brother. There was no hesitation or change in Leader of the School of Military's eyes, and he said:
"Okay!"
"I'll give you 150,000!"
"Even if we all die in a foreign country, we must remember that the descendants of the human race Huaxu will not escape."
"Take orders!"
A brief conversation and a brief farewell.
This is life and death.
Prince Qin raised his weapon. The royal family of the human race gave up at this moment his life and death, his power, and his own luck. He held the Prince Qin seal in his hand and chopped it into pieces with a sharp sword. Then the majestic aura enveloped his military formation.
When the emperor of the world forgets his own interests and becomes a link in the circulation of Human Dao Destiny instead of the end.
The energy of the human race will be demonstrated again.
He stretched out his blood-covered palm and grabbed the battle flag of the Huaxu lineage.
Wow!
He raised his spear, widened his eyes, and then rushed to his death.
The torrent of cavalry behind them did not hesitate at all, even if the front was a desperate situation like death.
In this short-lived creature.
The heroic spirit that burst out in an instant moved even those who had been watching for a long time.
"This is the line created by Emperor Wa... among its Primordial Spirit, such a stunning scene can burst out..."
When the humans charged, the Demon King lowered his eyes and didn't care much. He didn't even use his full strength - although he was cooperating with Gou Chen, he didn't intend to sacrifice his life to Gou Chen by then. Gou Chen and Hou Tu would both suffer losses, which was the appropriate choice for him. For this reason, he was even willing to maintain the deadlock here.
Even if the price is Demon Race countless pure and sincere blood.
This is the price of [royal].
The group of demons began to stop them regardless of the cost. At the same time as this mobilization, almost all Demon Race and the high-level combat power of the ground were aware of a change that could reverse the entire battle situation, a possibility that might allow these 150,000 iron cavalry to really kill--
Demon Race The approaching speed of the millions of coalition troops suddenly slowed down!
Encircled and disappeared.
The Demon King's calmness stopped.
He instantly realized what was happening!
The formation base! The formation base that is perfectly hidden! In other words, the formation base that controls the speed after formation--
is broken!
Who?! Who can do it! He has not even told Gou Chen and Lord Candle Dragon where the formation base is, as well as its function and significance, so who can do it?! Who can find this point with incomparable accuracy in the vast Demon Realm and the million-strong army?!
He widened his eyes and looked in the distant direction. His sight seemed to span the mountains and rivers layer by layer, and he saw the camp, or rather, several camps. But now, the foundation of the formation there has been broken. Demon Race's generals are dead or unconscious. Young Daoist stretched out his hand and pressed it on the formation. The eyes of Diting in the netherworld were deep.
The man in the netherworld looked pale, with the corners of his mouth raised and his fingers slightly spread.
Listen to Divine Ability unfold.
Helped Qi WuHuo to completely control this formation base - a million-strong army. To unite into one and form an array, communication is more important than others. This huge formation base is now one of the cores for mobilizing and quickly communicating with a million-strong army. On young Daoist's five fingers, threads of light penetrated into it, and according to the sound of listening, a new formation was constructed.
The next moment, from the south to the extreme north, crisp sounds exploded one after another.
Niu Jinnniu was determining the direction when he noticed that the jade plaque around Demon Race's waist, which he had hung directly on the tree, lit up.
The Dragon King frowned slightly when he saw the jade plaques on the Demon Race generals who had been killed by Qi WuHuo earlier also lit up.
Weaver Girl, Yun Zhiyi.
Even the front line, the saints, the earth creatures, and the demon emperor all noticed that the jade pendants around the waists of the Demon Race generals were lighting up. Immediately, a clear voice rose up in the entire battlefield and the entire situation at the same time:
"Pindao Qi WuHuo."
Niu Jinnniu's footsteps stagnated and he suddenly raised his head. "Wuhuo?!"
Weaver Girl's pupils suddenly shrank. "It's Wu Huo!"
The Dragon King paused while drinking alone.
"Supreme Xuanwei?!"
Lord Candle Dragon suddenly turned around and looked at the jade plaque in front of him.
"My destiny!"
Prince Qin and Li Zhai widened their eyes. "Master?!"
"Sir?!"
Primordial Ying Yuanjun and other three Yuan Lords were all stunned and couldn't believe it.
Relying on the base of this formation, Diting controlled countless jade tablets throughout the battlefield, and then his voice continued to rise in Qi WuHuo's heart, saying, "As you know, Qi WuHuo, this is a big war. How big is it? So big that the fate of the entire six realms truly depends on your thoughts."
"Well, this may not be enough, because you have done it many times, but this time..."
"The kind where Fuxi would laugh and hug you, right?"
Di Ting's eyes widened, and Qi WuHuo's thoughts were in perfect agreement with his at this moment.
"Attracting a large number of Demon Race here."
"Then, break it!"
"Hahaha, yes, yes, so you have to be arrogant enough. Come on, let me tell you what Fuxi would have said if he faced such a situation back then! Ah haha, I remember it all!" Immediately, a domineering and calm voice emerged in Qi WuHuo's ears, as if it was the ancient Grand Supreme Emperor Fuxi Fuxi, like Emperor Xi, one of the ancestors of the human race, speaking.
He spoke to his descendants who were far away from him.
For the human race, this has a kind of romance that spans the ages.
Young Daoist lowered his eyes and said gently, "Sure enough, I still don't suit the speaking style of my ancestors."
Such a sound spread throughout Demon Race.
Listening doesn't matter. "As long as you can attract them here, that's fine."
The Demon Emperor wanted to take action, but was stopped by Primordial Ying Yuanjun and several other Yuan Lords, including Xiyue and Zhongyue. Primordial Ying Yuanjun and Primordial Zhi Yuanjun had ecstasy in their eyes. Then young Daoist, young Daoist, who was penetrated through the heart and body and hung on Fengdu City in the calm narration of Empress, actually came out alive!
Great, great...
He is still alive!
Still alive...
Immediately, my heart tightened, thinking of the state of young Daoist.
He must have endured countless pains, and his robes were stained with blood. What did he want to do now when he appeared in the hinterland of Demon Race? Countless thoughts appeared in Primordial Zhi Yuanjun and Huashan in an instant, and even Kunlun Mountain gods and others knew about young Daoist's help to Empress Houtu, and the hearts of the earthly beings who died.
I don't know why, but I feel uneasy and worried.
Sure enough, right after, young Daoist's voice sounded peacefully:
"Demon Emperor, I have something like a fiefdom in my hand."
"And I am now on top of your Demon Race leyline..."
The Demon King's eyes instantly shrank.
This sentence meant nothing in the past, but at this time, everyone realized something.
Qi WuHuo If it is in the Demon Race leyline, it will only be a fiefdom.
So Houtu...
The Demon King said angrily, "Stop him!!!"
"Don't even think about it!!!"
The fighting suddenly became fierce, but at this time, Demon Race was unable to retreat. The demon emperor's violent voice reached the ears of Lord Candle Dragon, who had originally planned to give up going back and chose to directly support the front line, saying, "Go and tear him to pieces!!!"
Lord Candle Dragon said, "But, Your Majesty, if we evacuate, you will not be able to support Great Emperor Gouchen."
But Houtu will become stronger!
It will be difficult to defeat, it will be impossible to defeat!
But my distance from Yu will be even further!
The Demon Emperor, who had really hit his 'vital point', said word by word, "Retreat all, crush him!" And the changes here were also noticed by Gou Chen and Hou Tu, who were able to pay attention here all the time because Di Zhi and the Demon Emperor were there.
Gou Chen instantly sensed the Demon Emperor's own thoughts, but Hou Tu did not.
She was first overjoyed because young Daoist was out of trouble, and then she realized something was wrong.
Almost everywhere there was only Demon Race, and people realized the problem the next moment.
Here, when everyone now knows that the Myriad Demons clan is the key node in this battle, young Daoist's behavior is tantamount to seeking death. Taking the initiative to expose that he can enfeoff the land is more like attracting the Myriad Demons clan to surround and kill him. Houtu is too distracted at the moment and cannot find Qi WuHuo.
But she still remembered the way young Daoist was hung on Fengdu City, covered in blood and looking pale.
Although I don't know how he got out of trouble.
But it must be difficult and dangerous, and it must be painful!
At this moment, she could almost see in front of her eyes the image of young Daoist, who was pale and staggering, stepping out of Fengdu Underworld step by step, with disheveled buns, blood-stained robes, and sitting next to Demon Race's formation. There was a gentle look on his pale, lifeless face, and an idea appeared in Hou Tu's heart.
Then young Daoist, that child, could it be that he also saw the core of the current disaster, and then, what did he plan to do...
How could you possibly stop them on your own?!
No, don't do anything stupid.
Don't!
Hou Tu subconsciously wanted to use his spiritual thoughts to find him.
However, Gouchen discovered the flaw and shot an arrow. Houtu defeated the move with Sky-Shattering Mace, and his spiritual thoughts were withdrawn by Po, but through the connection between the earthly creatures, he heard young Daoist's gentle voice, that is a very common sentence, in the ears of all the human race, Demon Race, the earth, Weaver Girl Cowherd, it has a plain taste of bravery and sacrifice:
"Pindao, Qi WuHuo of Square Inch Mountain."
"Here..."
"Waiting for Demon Race million troops."
Hou Tu's mind went blank.
Don't.
Both of them have more than 6,000 words, a total of 13,000. Because the second chapter is difficult to write, I wrote it a bit slowly today, so I am a little late.