The ice fields outside the pass were gradually soaked with blood.
The light from the talisman and the embedded formation flashed alternately on the ice sheet, exploding the gray-white frozen soil into patches of burnt black and dark red scars.
The corpses of Demon Beast were scattered on the frozen soil, and were trampled into pulp by Horned Demon who rushed up later.
The roar of Explosion Talisman gradually faded away, and the large charred black pit exploded by Blazing Flame Explosive Fire Array on the ground was still emitting green smoke. Horned Demon's broken limbs and broken arms were mixed with the gravel and frozen soil, evaporating a smelly and scorched wind.
After being "baptized" by the talismans and formations, about 70% of the Demon Beast group was consumed on the way to the charge. The remaining 30% passed through the Explosion Talisman area, bypassing the range covered by the formation, and continued to flow towards the city wall driven by Horned Demon behind them.
Even more difficult to deal with than Demon Beast was Horned Demon, which followed closely behind. Thousands of Horned Demon stepped over Demon Beast's body, stepped on the frozen soil loosened by Explosion Talisman, and continued to advance against round after round of formation bombardments on the ground.
Even though Horned Demon was nearly half damaged, it still did not stop its charge.
Horned Demon, whose leg was broken, fell to the ground and was crushed by the same kind behind him; Horned Demon, whose cuticle was blasted, oozed black blood, roared and continued to rush forward, until his internal organs flowed out from the wound before he fell.
Behind them were Blood Devil, Flame Demon, Shadow Devil and other Devil Races. They continued to advance on the former's bones. A thick layer of Devil Race's torrent was chipped away by the talisman and the magic circle, but the remaining part was still approaching the Wind and Snow Pass city wall unstoppably.
The front one, Horned Demon, had already stepped fifty feet away from the city wall. A piece of the horn on its forehead was blown off by Explosion Talisman, and a large piece of horn was cut off from its left leg, leaving its dark red flesh exposed, but its forward speed did not slow down at all.
Under its feet, the frozen soil on the ice sheet has been covered with the flesh, blood and broken bones of the previous waves of attacks. It is sticky when stepped on, and makes a tooth-piercing squeaking sound.
Behind it, densely packed Devil Race are arching forward along the same blood road, with Horned Demon at the front, Blood Devil and Flame Demon following closely behind, and Shadow Devil looming on both sides.
At this moment, a clear voice transmitted through spiritual power to the minds of the three people controlling the fifth magic circle on the east wall.
"The son's position, five demons, forty-eight feet."
True Person Zhou Heng is hovering in mid-air behind the east city wall. He looks to be in his early forties, with a slim build. He wears a blue-gray monk's robe. There is no sword on his waist or anything Law Artifact.
His hands naturally hung at his sides, and his eyes calmly scanned the ice field in front of him.
"Three, two, one."
As his "one" voice fell, the formation patterns at the fifth position on the eastern section of the city wall suddenly lit up.
A huge cyan Wind Blade shot out from the formation, drew an arc in mid-air, and struck the five Devil Race quickly and accurately.
On the trajectory swept by Wind Blade, the bodies of five Devil Race were cut off at the waist, and the blood at the cut was mixed with the internal organs and spread on the floor.
"Mao position, three demons, forty-nine feet, three, two, one."
"Yin position, four demons, fifty feet, three, two, one."
As the voice transmission of True Person Zhou Heng continued to ring in the minds of the monks controlling the formations on the city wall, formations with an attack distance of fifty feet were the first to light up.
[Wind-Rending Strangulation Formation]'s attack distance reached fifty feet. As True Person Zhou Heng's command resounded in the minds of the three Qin Tiexin, the formation was activated by Han Tao and Liu Cheng. A huge cyan light was released from the formation, directly hitting the four Devil Race fifty feet away, and was instantly cut into blood mist.
True Person Zhou Heng's voice transmission, relying on his powerful Divine Sense, exploded in the sea of consciousness of the thousands of Foundation Establishment monks who controlled the formation on the east wall. It was precise, concise and unquestionable.
Every time a command is issued, the corresponding position activates the attack array at the same time. No attack from any position fails, no area of spiritual power is wasted, and no Devil Race can successfully touch the base of the city wall.
Qin Tiexin looked at True Person Zhou Heng in the sky in shock. This fighting method was completely beyond his expectation. It simply maximized the use of Wind and Snow Pass's attack resources.
True Person Zhou Heng came to Wind and Snow Pass five years ago.
He doesn't refine weapons or elixirs, and his fighting ability is average. The only thing he's good at is Divine Sense.
The strength of his Divine Sense is far higher than that of the same level, and its coverage and accuracy are comparable to the Nascent Soul Realm.
Previously, Wind and Snow Pass's defense was still at the stage of "hitting hard with magic arrays". Where Devil Race rushed and hit was completely decided by the controller of the formation, which was inefficient and resulted in a serious waste of spiritual energy.
After Zhou Heng arrived, he spent two years rearranging the range, angle and attributes of each attack array on the city wall, and designed a unified scheduling system with Divine Sense's sound transmission as the core.
Today, this system was run in large-scale actual combat for the first time, and the effect was better than he expected.
"Hai position, three Horned Demon, three two one."
"Ugly position, Blood Devil two Flame Demon one, three two one."
"Yin Wei, Shadow Devil one Ice Devil two, three two one."
Every time a command falls, the corresponding position is activated at the same time. Ice cone, fire dragon, Wind Blade, thunder flash, all kinds of auras interweave into a dense web of death on the outside of the city wall, and every bombardment leaves a body on the ice field.
Thirty feet, twenty feet, each magic circle can be released at its most powerful distance. Devil Race keeps pushing forward, but when it reaches the distance of twenty feet, most of them have fallen on the road.
Zhou Heng's voice sounded every few breaths. It was neither urgent nor slow, and each command was accurately placed where it needed to be landed. Which formations should be deployed, which ones should wait, which ones should be adjusted in angle, and which ones should cooperate with adjacent formations to form crossfire, all under his control.
"Watch me kill this human race!!" Devil Race couldn't sit still.
A blood-red figure with two wings on its back swept out from behind the Devil Race front line. Its wings were spread over three feet, and the wind pressure caused several Demon Beast corpses on the ground to roll over. The whole body was wrapped in a layer of dark red blood mist, dragging a bloody stream of light directly towards the location of Zhou Heng.
Looking at Blood Devil Marshal who was getting closer and closer, Zhou Heng didn't even frown, and said to the rear:
"True Person Qingshan, leave it to you."
"No problem."
A blue sword light soared into the sky from behind the Wind and Snow Pass tower.
True Person Qingshan, Golden Core Middle Stage, dressed in green shirts, hunting with sharp swords, faced Blood Devil Marshal and slashed at them.
His cultivation level was just above that of Blood Devil Marshal. The sword light met the blood claws, and the roar of the battle exploded in mid-air. However, he firmly controlled the battle line in the airspace fifty feet away from the city wall, without affecting the formation arrangement below at all.
One after another, Devil Marshal soared into the sky from behind the Devil Race front. Wind and Snow Pass also came up one after another with escaping light. The human race Golden Core monks and Meridian Opening monks, whose cultivation level is generally only one level higher than the opponent Devil Marshal, can suppress it steadily without causing a waste of combat power. The entire sky is cut into pieces by Devil Qi and spiritual power.
What a powerful Divine Sense and computing power it is!!
Seeing Devil Race being pressed down and beaten by the human race, Musa roared, and jet-black Devil Qi erupted from his body, leading the last eight Devil Marshal to attack in the direction of Zhou Heng at the same time.
All the Golden Core monks on the human side have been sent out, and the number of Devil Race high-level combatants is still slightly more.
Zhou Heng stood where he was, his expression unchanged.
An astonishing sword cry sounded from the depths of Wind and Snow Pass.
The sound of the sword was clear and long, like the sound of ice cracking in winter. Immediately afterwards, a silver-white sword light rose into the sky. Wherever the sword light passed, all the water vapor in the air condensed into tiny ice crystals, which scattered down one after another.
Ling Shuang stepped on the flying sword composed of Frost, floating in front of eight Devil Marshal. Her face was still shrouded in the ice-blue mist, and her expression could not be seen clearly, but the pressure of Half-Step Nascent Soul spread out from her body, and the temperature above the entire battlefield dropped suddenly.
One person versus eight demons.
Ling Shuang's flying sword split into eight sword shadows in the air, each attacking in one direction at the same time.
Wherever the sword shadow passed, fine ice crystals condensed in the air. Not only were the eight Devil Marshal unable to take any advantage in front of her, but they were forced to retreat.
There was already a wound on Musa's shoulder that was cut by Sword Qi. Frost spread from the edge of the wound to the surrounding area, corroding his ice armor.
Helisi can still hold on, but every step requires three times more magic power consumption than before.
Zhou Heng's side was completely empty.
He glanced at the battle situation in the air. Golden Core basically had the upper hand over Devil Marshal. Ling Shuang was able to defeat eight with ease. Then he looked down at the activated formations on the city wall.
With his precise guidance, the victory of the human race seems to be only a matter of time.
He seemed a little bored, so he called a few Foundation Establishment monks he had previously favored to come forward, asked them to gather around, and began to explain scheduling techniques to them.
Several Foundation Establishment monks ran up from behind, led by Nangong Yao.
Her eyes were astonishingly bright, and every word that True Person Zhou Heng said in mid-air to control the audience was engraved in her mind.
She never knew that Divine Sense could be used in this way. In her opinion, the biggest use of Divine Sense is to detect farther distances and detect enemies earlier in Devil Domain Forest.
But in the hands of Zhou Heng, Divine Sense was turned into something completely different. A brain covering the entire battlefield, which could simultaneously monitor the operating status of hundreds of formations, the advancement positions of hundreds of Devil Race, and the changes in the battle situation between dozens of Golden Core monks and Devil Marshal, and then issue the most precise instructions at the most precise time point.
"True Person Zhou Heng."
Nangong Yao and several Foundation Establishment monks ran up and bowed respectfully.
Zhou Heng waved his hand. "Everyone, watch and pay attention to my calculation method."
In the following time, Zhou Heng directed the Foundation Establishment formation monks below to cooperate in killing the approaching Devil Race. At the same time, he dismantled his method of identifying the position, distance and core vital points bit by bit, and explained it to these Foundation Establishment monks.
Several people listened with rapt attention, Nangong Yao clenching their fists and unblinking eyes.
The monks who controlled the formation found that the battle was extremely easy to fight.
They only need to wait in their position, follow the direction and time reported by the voice in their mind, count three two one, and then activate the formation, and they will be able to hit the target ten times out of ten.
A few monks even had time to look at each other.
"Isn't this battle a little too easy?"
In the mid-air, the battle between the human Golden Core monks and Devil Marshal held a certain advantage, but they could only suppress them in a short period of time, and it was difficult to kill them completely.
The densely packed Devil Soldier and Demon General below are constantly pouring towards Wind and Snow Pass from all directions. Although most of them are intercepted by the formation, occasionally a few fish slip through the fire net and rush to the base of the city wall.
More and more Devil Race were accumulated under the city wall, and some Horned Demon had even hit the city wall bricks with their sharp corners, making a dull sound.
But soon the nearby positions changed direction, and several attacks fell at the same time, blasting those Horned Demon into pieces.
The balance of the war is tilting more and more towards the human race. If the fight continues at this pace, it will only be a matter of time before Devil Race is defeated.
Black Stone Fortress deep.
Sheng Xiao'er was sitting on a stone chair with her legs crossed. The Wind and Snow Pass battlefield was clearly reflected in the Thousand-Li Mirror in front of her. She looked at the True Person Zhou Heng hanging above Wind and Snow Pass in the mirror and watched him use Divine Sense to dispatch dozens of attack arrays, easily neutralizing all Devil Race's attacks.
After watching for a while, a smile slowly appeared on her lips.
"Interesting, can such a person appear in Azure Xuan Region?"
She tapped her fingers twice on the armrest, stood up, and walked to the stone table. The three-foot-square jade plate on the table was calmly emitting a pale pink light. Hundreds of light spots were arranged along a nearly straight line, and most of them had turned dark pink.
"I don't know what happens next, can you calculate it?"
She stretched out a hand, with her fingers spread wide and her palm facing down, and pressed it on top of the jade plate.
A pink light surged out from her palm and slowly flowed into the jade plate like a living liquid. The moment the light spots on the jade plate came into contact with the pink light, they were all dyed with the same color. The silk threads between the light spots began to weave into an increasingly dense network, a pink network.
The jade plate made a low buzzing sound, and the pink light covering it became thicker and brighter.
Liu Qing stood two steps behind Sheng Xiao'er, with his hands folded in front of him in a respectful and submissive manner.
His eyes slowly looked at Devil Marshal, the last one who left Black Stone Fortress to support him.
Wind and Snow Pass city wall.
The eyes of dozens of monks flashed a pink light at the same moment.