Since the last battle between the two tribes, the Nether Jade Crystals that have been mined and accumulated over the past decade have been used on these strange-shaped siege weapons.

The beam of light that was thicker than the palace pillar flew across the sea of ​​people and landed on the west end of the city defense fortification of Jiayuguan City. It penetrated the forbidden light curtain. Several catapults and the Kunlun monks who could not dodge were immediately evaporated into nothingness under the beam. The siege machinery that refracted the extinction beam from the top began to deflect to the east. Hundreds of Kunlun monks faced the coming deadly beam, but none of them escaped at the last moment and sweared to live and die with Jiayuguan.

All the tragedies happened in the blink of an eye, and more than half of the huge array of thousands of catapults were destroyed. The only good news is that the city wall of Jiayuguan itself was stacked with the best quality obsidian. Although most of the city was destroyed by the light beam, the city itself still stood firm.

It can emit this kind of beam that is comparable to the power of forbidden art. This kind of beam called "Lethal Mirror Tower" written by the top craftsman of the Demon Realm needs to be cooled for a period of time after being launched before it can continue to be used. However, the third prince Ying Wei obviously did not want to give the Immortal Alliance a chance to breathe, or to expose the previous meteor fire rain, several Lethal Mirror Towers began to operate at full load, and the light was magnificent. Judging from the momentum, it was planned to crush the last 500 stone-cattering machines in front of Jiayuguan City to dust before stopping.

Wen Yuyou, who was in the army, asked himself, since the clues of the two tribes' war first appeared, he had seen too many separations of life and death, and his tough nature was no longer the ignorant outer disciple on the road to cultivation under Tianxiu Peak of Qingyun Mountain. But until he participated in this wave of fighting among millions, he once again felt how small he was. Just like the meteor fire rain that came to the world with a rage, it could destroy the soul-snatching light at the top of Jiayuguan City in the blink of an eye, making his sword-holding hand tremble uncontrollably.

He suddenly felt cold in his heart. He looked up and looked into the distance and found that several prism mirror towers in the array of demon army were aiming at them.

"Tiangang tribe obeys the order and follow me to get out of the sky to block the light of the soul!" Lu Yuansheng, the radical of the Tiangang tribe, roared almost madly, and the spiritual power around him rioted like a storm.

These trenchers with great power that are comparable to the magical powers of the Void Refining Realm are the most powerful weapons in Jiayuguan with the farthest range and the strongest suppression force. There are only the last five hundred remaining in the six Kunlun divisions, and there is absolutely no more mistakes!

Lu Yuansheng, who was about to take off, suddenly couldn't move, because he had put his left and right shoulders on his hands at some point, preventing the Tiangang radical from being stored.

Lu Yuansheng turned around in anger. When he saw the two people behind him clearly, his face was full of anger and stiff, because the visitor was not someone else, but Zhang Sanfeng, the contemporary ancestor of Wudang Mountain who was rushing to Kunlun from millions of miles away, and Zhang Daoling, the old master of Longhu Mountain.

After the first time after I became a Taoist, the old master of the God who went to Longhu Mountain looked at Zhang Sanfeng, who was an old opponent and an old friend, and smiled at Lu Yuansheng and said, "Please don't worry, the demon clan's soul-catching light will be blocked by my Longhu Mountain and Wudang Mountain."

How could Lu Yuansheng agree? The power of a single soul-killing light is much greater than that of the ordinary Void Refining Realm. Now four prism mirror towers are running overloaded together. Although they will inevitably be damaged and cannot be used afterwards, the power at that moment is that the top power of the Shenyou Realm must also choose to retreat. Lu Yuansheng has already done his job with the lives of the Tiangang tribe to fill this bottomless hole. How can outsiders do such a thing? Where is the morality?

Zhang Sanfeng, who was praised by countless pilgrims, had three points of spiritual power, wearing a patch and a straw raincoat, smiled freely and freely. He said: "Taoism has stood out from hundreds of schools and has grown to this day. It is not to teach everyone to become immortal, but to let the people in the world learn to be self-reliant. The road to seeking immortality is rugged. We Taoist priests and priests who only know how to strengthen our bodies have no great magical powers and magic, and we don't know any killing methods. Even if we face the demon generals of the same realm, we may not be able to win. The Tiangang tribe has a more difficult battle waiting in front of us. We cannot sacrifice here for nothing. It is better to let Wudang and Longhu do what we can do here."

This contemporary real person from Wudang Mountain looked back at the land of Jiuzhou behind him for the last time. He said calmly: "I, Zhang Sanfeng, had a nickname when I was young, named Zhang Sanfeng. I am not a smart person and have never had any superior knowledge or ideas."

He suddenly laughed, "But I have it now."

Lu Yuansheng was jointly banned by two Taoist masters and was unable to move for a while. He could only watch the eight thousand Taoist priests and celestial masters gradually took off in the air.

Two Taoist masters of the same surname stood side by side. Facing the soul-savage light that had already accumulated momentum hundreds of miles away, the two looked at each other and smiled freely. Then, they began to draw circles with four palms at the same time. Half the Tai Chi artistic conception was round and the world was perfect, and the other half the Tao Qi was magnificently communicating with the world.

Zhang Sanfeng calmly pushed forward with his palms, and said lightly, "Chi Shaoyang."

Four thousand Taoist priests in plain robes behind him shouted, "Qi Shaoyang!"

Zhang Daoling has his palms and his chest to keep his constant, and every word is said, "Contain the light of the sky."

Four thousand heavenly masters behind him hugged Yuan Guiyi and said, "Calve the light of heaven!"

In the sky of Jiayuguan, an endless light shield supported by eight thousand Taoist people with their flesh and blood and life guarded the land of Jiuzhou behind them.

Hundreds of thousands of monks all lowered their heads, folded their hands together, and Amitabha Buddha.

The female Bodhisattva with three thousand black hairs in Mount Lanta closed her eyes and said nothing, with tears at the corners of her eyes.

Lu Yuansheng, whose pupils were as red as blood, shouted sternly: "Master Zhang! Master Zhang Tian!"

The four soul-savage lights that can be called the Shenyou Realm to retreat and retreat, are shot straight into the eight thousand Taoist people. Zhang Sanfeng, the leader of Taoism, only wore a patch and a straw raincoat, just like he walked to Wudang Mountain back then. In his words, it was the way he came from back then and walked now. As long as he was right, he would be fine. This is Tao.

The colors of the heaven and earth in front of him were covered with dazzling light, and he had a clear conscience.

Before melting, he finally murmured: "Zhenwu Ancestor, I'm here."

There was no shaking explosion fire as imagined, nor did the shattering light curtain as imagined, and the Taoist priests and celestial masters who rushed to the northern front line for eight thousand miles were all dissipated into nothingness under the Soul-Saving Light. But in the same way, the Soul-Saving Light, which is said to be able to retreat to the Shenyou Realm, did not fall into the catapult array at all.

When homes are facing disintegration, there will always be some people who will stand up.

Even if the fate is torn to pieces, they will do whatever they want.

The only four prism mirror towers in the array of demon army were all destroyed into garbage due to overload operation and could no longer be used. Ying Wei, who should have been furious, saw the eight thousand Taoist priests and heavenly masters above Jiayu Pass who were willing to block their lives with their bodies. He rarely did not curse, but his eyes were so sinister that the vanguard army began to charge.

Lu Yuansheng took off his helmet and smashed it hard into the snow, as if a madman screamed shrillly.

"Kunlun! Charge!"

The soldiers of the Tiangang tribe, who were as furious as their radicals, shouted the slogan of Kunlun's charge, and they all tightly grasped the weapons that had been heated, and rushed to the demon army with more than twice the strength of their own.

On both sides of the front lines that are hundreds of miles wide from north to south, each surging into a wave of rivers.

Two hundred miles! One hundred fifty miles! One hundred miles! Fifty miles! Ten miles!

The two humans and demons who were all red in their eyes finally met!

The surviving catapult array did not avoid injuring friendly forces, raised the shooting angle and continued to put pressure on the rear of the demon vanguard army. A distance of about a hundred miles in front of Jiayuguan, the demon-breaking bed crossbow created by the Mohist and the public losers could reach the maximum effective range. This huge crossbow machine, which is more visually shocking than the catapult, can fire heavy arrows of various specifications and models. Although the range is less than half of the catapult, the victory lies in the speed of being unable to defend. There is no way to avoid the cultivation level below the God Transformation Realm. As long as the heavy arrow is separated from the crossbow, it will only end up dead.

Whenever there is war in Jiuzhou, craftsmen from various sects and sects and even families will spare no effort to develop such terrifying war machines. Although these large objects are useless in normal times and are extremely expensive, the training expenses of Kunlun monks in Jiayuguan are also astronomical to be able to master the usage of these war machines, which will inevitably attract the criticism of some literati in the Northern Region.

But when the Immortal Alliance and the Demon Clan were in a head-on battle, those literati and poets who usually claimed to be compassionate with the people's livelihood did not know where to hide.

These expensive heavy weapons saved the lives of thousands of soldiers.

The heavy arrow made of gold and stone wood is thick with a wellhead, and the arrow body is engraved with dense wind patterns. It seems to be extremely heavy, but in fact it is only ten stones. The city head, which was swept into a mess by the soul-snatching light, was quickly cleaned up. Hundreds of magic-breaking crossbows were set up at the fastest speed. A series of air blasts, and the first round of arrows was shot in volleys.

The heavy arrow of gold and stone wood was pulled by the cultivator of the God Transformation Realm with the divine thoughts and energy as a guide, and flew over the heads of the soldiers of the Tiangang tribe, and crashed into the array of the demon army in an extremely arrogant manner!

The demon cultivator who charged in the front was not in the Nascent Soul Realm. He felt that it was as dark as before, and he was pierced through the chest and abdomen and killed him on the spot. The heavy arrow was still as fierce as before. After piercing through the first demon cultivator, he strung seven demon cultivators on the arrow like a candied haws before landing on the ground. No soldier of the demon clan could see the shadow of the arrow clearly.

The soldiers of Tiangang tribe, who were in a raging fire in his heart, collided with the demon army. The monks who rushed to the front knew that they were the first to bear the brunt and would definitely not live long. They directly bit the blood-burning pill quietly hidden under their tongues, and their aura surged. They directly swung their swords to cut off the demon armor in front of them in half.

In this kind of close-up battle, it is difficult to have the chance to use magic and magic powers you usually practice, because once you rush into the opponent's array, except behind you, all the places you can see are demon soldiers. Most magic powers require a starting point or calm down to control the spiritual power in the sky to be used. At this point where life and death are often divided into a moment, who would not understand how to use magic magic when facing the enemy? They are all based on their own hard work to kill the enemy. At most, some magic powers are attached to the weapons, which is already overwhelming.

It is better for monks who practice metal skills to attach metal spiritual power to their weapons. Although the Demon Realm is barren, the rare metals and unique metallurgical casting technology produced are not much inferior to Jiuzhou. The demon armorers are extremely hard, both the weapons in their hands and the armor on their bodies. With the blessing of metal spiritual power, they will not be able to roll the blade in just two or three rounds.

In this kind of close-fitting hand-to-hand combat, once the weapon is rolled up, you will never have the chance to pull out the next weapon, and you will have a few pieces of it broken by the enemy.

Lu Yuansheng's eyes were red. The Zhenyue sword in his hand had reached its peak. He used the domineering body poured from the snow in the northern region to burst out heat waves, and no one could get close to him. His whole body was full of energy and climbed the tower in one go. Several demon generals who wanted to block him were cut off in half and cut off their heads. Blood had already invaded his clothes.

The formation of the 200,000 soldiers in the Tiangang Division is a cone-shaped, like a sharp knife stabbing straight towards the center of the demon army. The advantage of this formation is that when the troops are in superiority, they can attack Huanglong in one go, but the disadvantages are also very obvious. That is, if the rear troops do not keep up with the rhythm of the front troops and are cut off by the opponent from the middle, they will not be able to respond to the front and back. The original cone-shaped formation will instantly become a suicide formation, with enemies in front and back, which is the real thing that is not far from the annihilation of the entire army.

The ground battlefield has become a meat grinder, and the air battlefield has begun to fight. The soldiers of the Tiangang tribe who are qualified to fight against the air are all skilled in the realm of the God Transformation. Because fighting in the air is the most eye-catching, without some excellent ability to control the air, it is easy to kill them in front of a living target. After all, the contact between the two sides is a step-by-step process for each other. The magic cultivators behind can use their magic to shoot you down.

This also happens to be one of the important reasons why the Immortal Alliance did not send air warships to meet the enemy. Because the demons have an absolute advantage in their troops, although the warships have strong firepower, their targets are too large. It is very likely that they were shot down by the dense firepower of the opponent just after they took off.

You should know that warships that can carry crystal cannons are huge in size, at least hundreds of feet long and wide. Once shot down, not to mention how much the loss is. The secondary damage caused by the crash of the warship in its own camp will not be able to bear it.

Yukong and the demon generals in the Demonic Transformation Realm of the Demons, the great cultivator of the Tiangang tribe, who was fighting against the demons, did not choose to meet and divide life and death. Instead, he used his body technique to the extreme, constantly pulling out unreal afterimages in the sky with the shining magic and magic powers, and only swim but not fight, which made a demon general extremely annoyed.

The third prince, who was sitting behind, watched obsidian constantly hit the light curtain of the shield, splashing fire and gravel, with cold eyes. When he saw the Tiangang soldiers playing a group of demon generals around, he sent a cold voice: "Tell the people below, don't let these annoying flies fly around in front of my eyes again."

The old man in armor, who was holding his hands behind his back, frowned slightly, and instinctively sensed some unexplained danger, but the feeling was too ethereal, so he didn't speak.

The demon generals who received the orders of the general in the rear sneered, looked at the group of great cultivators who were wandering but not fighting, and used their divine thoughts to lock the method without hesitation.

Once the divine thoughts of hundreds of demon cultivators are used simultaneously, it is no less than the collapse of the sky and the earth.
Chapter completed!