Under Qingxuan's fantasy, the Immortal Alliance Army guarding half of the Erhai Lake showed the entire Erhai Lake battlefield in the pattern of a Go board. The battlefield shaped like a chessboard was divided into 361 intersections by nineteen parallel lines from each other. If there is a battle on Erhai Lake, the more than 300 intersections marked can help the Immortal Alliance monks lock in their directions as soon as possible and then carry out targeted support.

At such a 361 intersection, there are eight star positions distributed in the outer directions such as north, south, east, and west. On the Erhai battlefield, tens of thousands of demons and demons occupy three star positions in the north, and the Immortal Alliance occupies three star positions in the south, and the star position that must be fought for between the two armies is called Tianyuan, and the vast area is called Zhongfu.

Now that Yuanzhongfu has been attacked by the demon army, the situation is in danger.

All the generals of the Great Wilderness Hall on the observation deck have led their troops to fight to the death.

Two female figures, one black and one green, looked coldly at the end of Erhai Lake.

The demon army, like the black clouds, arrived as scheduled. The four-legged sea-step monster in the middle of the army formation, which was as thick as a hall pillar, was hideous and terrifying. It was a mountain-swallowing beast in the demon realm that was famous for only serving the royal family. There were two luxurious and high-ranking thrones on their backs that were deeply rooted in flesh and blood, which could only be engraved with dragon patterns. In this battle, the fourth prince and the fifth prince personally led the army!

The elegant and luxurious fifth prince Ying Mosheng seemed to be dressed wide, but under his robe, he actually had a strong body that was not bloated at all. He raised a monk from the Immortal Alliance whose arms were cruelly cut off, and asked with a narrow eyes: "How many soldiers are hidden in your coastal fortress? As long as you say it, I can give you some pleasure, otherwise your fate will be similar to your robes who are not willing to survive or die."

Ying Mosheng had no expression on his face and twisted the neck of the monk who was probably the captain, making a crack, forcing him to look down at the mountain-swallowing beast.

The monk's eyes, whose arms were broken, were suddenly covered with blood!

His team members were locked on the chopping board like fish with scales. They were used by the low-level monsters used as cannon fodder by the demon army as swords. They cruelly chopped up the limbs of the human monks who had no power of resistance and snatched the fresh flesh and blood to feast. However, the monks were fed to the strange Gu of the Southern Xinjiang. The sharp knife also deliberately avoided the vital points, which made the monks unable to extinguish for a moment. They had to wail and watch themselves being cut into pieces by thousands of knives.

The end of the female monk was even more tragic. After peeling like a lamb, she was thrown into the wave of monsters and was humiliated. Bai Ruoshengxue's skin was quickly submerged in the instinctive desires of the ugly monsters. She did not cry, but only the sound of flesh and flesh as heavy as drums. More than a dozen bodies, which were as smooth as mutton fat and white jade, had only a few incense sticks, and were played with pieces of meat under the crotch of countless monsters that could not be seen in human form.

What is hell? This is hell.

The fifth prince, who claims to be the best at playing with people's hearts, smiled and said, "Did you want to be the dish of the demon army and be cut into pieces? Or should you choose a decent road? Have you thought about it?"

The monk, whose arms were cut but his spine was still straight, replied that he was a blood arrow.

The blood arrow was only half a foot away from the fifth prince's face and was burned into nothingness.

Ying Mosheng grinned and smiled coldly, raised his arm and used endless force to throw the human monk who dared to disobey him into the direction of the coastal fortress. Then he fell hard on the sea like a meteorite. In an instant, his flesh and blood sputtered on the towering composite armor cluster barrier, full of dazzling scarlet.

The tragic death of the sect and the provocation of the demons made the already assembled Xiandao Alliance forces grit their teeth and tighten their strength.

They were all waiting for Senior Brother Jun Mo, who was in the front of the military formation to give the order, and they were about to completely crush these demonic marathons killed in heaven to ashes!

As the war was about to begin, many soldiers affiliated with the Great Wilderness Palace closed their eyes and silently recited a simple poem that the senior brother often chanted and then circulated throughout Cangzhou.

The Great Wilderness Erlang was shot in his hand, protecting his hometown, and killing the Polang;

The soul of the iron-blooded spear is still there. Looking back, the fragrance of plum blossoms.

Jun Mo, who was as scarlet as bloody as the cloak behind him, began to drag his gun to run. The tip of the gun cut through the blue waves and rolled up thunder. As the thunder dragon and snake wandered, the tip of the gun suddenly raised and moved forward.

The Immortal Alliance Alliance and the Demon Army launched a charge almost at the same time.

The Erhai Lake, which is destined to be uneasy, only surging in an instant!

In the combat conference room, the two tides on the clear-cut sand table on the two lines of the sky sand table aimed at the mid-abdo of Tianyuan and were advancing wildly with thunder. Several combat units with Rangers on both sides of the Immortal Alliance Army occupying the south were circling a huge arc, avoiding the meat grinder battlefield with heavy casualties on the front, and launching an extremely fierce and huge cone array, trying to launch a surprise attack from the two wings of the demon army with weak defensive power.

The two tides finally meet, and meeting them will be like a bone.

Jun Mo took his gun and stepped out a dazzling thunder pool that stretched thousands of feet in the storm, and his target pointed directly at the two princes who were lucky enough to fight on the mountain-swallowing beast.

A monk from the Great Wilderness Palace and the elite demons of the Demons sent the weapons in his hands into the other party's chest at the same time. The elite demons of the Demons had a lot of blood grooves of the Breaking Blade Sword. The back of the sword was shaped like fangs. It was only slightly pulled, and a pile of minced meat and bones with pink blood blisters were pulled out from the huge wound on the chest of the Great Wilderness Palace. The monk from the Great Wilderness Palace ignored the heavy injury, twisted the meteorite gun in his hand again and again, and the energy reached the tip of the gun and then exploded, blowing the chest of the elite demons of a bowl out of the blood hole the size of a sea bowl. His heart veins were broken and he died immediately.

The monk of the Great Wilderness Palace, who knew that he would die, did not pull out the Blao sword that penetrated his chest, and staggered to charge again. The blood flowed like a stream, and he laughed and said, "I won't lose money if I lose money, but I will kill two people." However, before he could take extremely heavy steps, he was stabbed by other demon elites who followed closely by the other demons and slashed diagonally along his shoulder blades to his waist and abdomen. The scarlet belly and intestines fell into the sea. The upper body of the Great Wilderness Palace monk who had just reached the crown fell into the blue waves, and his eyes were closed forever.

The war scenes in the world of immortal cultivation are actually far less dazzling than those in the secular world of storytellers. Apart from the top powers who can influence and even dominate the direction of the battle, the rushing formations below the Nascent Soul realm are all simple and ruthless moves that divide life and death in the blink of an eye. If those tricks that are not useful are placed on such a cruel battlefield where life and death are divided into heights and deaths, they can only be used as burial objects.

The inner sword cultivator of Qingyun Peak and Tianjian Peak, which flew over the sea at a low altitude, competed with the air force of the demon cultivator who controlled monsters and birds.

The hideous monster with four wings on its back, with four wings shaped like a bat, escape speed was extremely terrifying. Relying on the high-speed flight and the talented sonic powers, it caused heartbreaking huge casualties to the Immortal Alliance Alliance. This time, thousands of sword cultivators from Qingyun Mountain came prepared, proclaiming the hearing and consciousness of the sea of ​​consciousness in the five senses, relying entirely on the sharp eyesight of the sword to fight against the enemy.
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