A Demon’s Path Chapter 875: End of the war


Seeing that Xia Yuhua is safe and sound, Ling Xiao breathed a long sigh of relief, then shouted loudly towards Xia Yuhua in the formation: "You dead woman, I'm worried that you can't call your name?"

Ling Xiao is in a bad mood. If it is changed to usual, he will not shout at Xia Yuhua like this, but today's special situation makes Ling Xiao, which could have controlled his emotions well, could not help but break out. Too.

After being yelled at by Ling Xiao, Xia Yuhua was not angry, and the smile was like a flower: "Okay, allow your bad boy to be bad once."

Ling Xiao was speechless for a while, snorted, and focused his attention elsewhere.

Jia Tian’s next move fell apart, killing more than 200,000 soldiers on both sides, and its power is not great.

Seeing that his leader is so indifferent to the enemy, Divine Demon Tower’s golden armor soldiers no longer have any fighting spirit, and let the enemy fight violently until they are numb.

They are indeed numb, watching their comrades fall one by one without any fear or sadness in their eyes.

Many Golden Armor fighters suddenly thought of what they are doing for now. Is it just for the glory of Divine Demon Tower?

Even if it is, is the glory of Divine Demon Tower so important? The glory is always only those upper priests and the master of Divine Soul Murong Huatian, and they have nothing to do with these bottom soldiers who sell their lives.

They originally lived in a self-deceived environment, always thinking that the glory of Divine Demon Tower is their glory.

It wasn't until the world's indiscriminate and indiscriminate attacks, that these golden armor warriors understood that in the eyes of those high priests, they were nothing more than dispensable little ants.

They didn’t think of surrendering, but they also knew that their soul vows did not allow them to surrender.

If there is any surrender, it will surely end in fate, even the chance of reincarnation is gone.

Yes, I’m tired anyway, so let the soul take a good rest.

So, an extremely strange thing happened on the first battlefield: First, some people dropped the weapon in their hands very negatively and rammed their enemy's weapon with their chests.

Later, more and more gold-clad warriors also learned their comrades, slamming into the enemy's muzzle like moths.

Spear pierced the bodies of Divine Demon Tower golden armor soldiers. The soldiers of the Blue Sky Alliance were very strange to find that the faces of these dead enemies were even smiling with relief.

"Sorrow is greater than death by heart Ah......" Bai Kui, who was also a warrior, naturally understood what these Divine Demon Tower Golden Armor Warriors thought, and sighed in sorrow.

What is more sad about these Golden Armor Warriors who are used to living under the glory of Divine Demon Tower than finding themselves just the tools of their leader?

After the broken dream, they have no courage to face the broken reality in this desperate situation, so they chose to die.

Sometimes, death is not the most terrible thing. The most terrifying thing is that it makes no sense to find yourself alive.

The battle on the first battlefield is over.

On the second battlefield, the battle between Wu Cheng and Bai Yunhe and Long Zhen has already ended.

In the battle between Wu Cheng and Bai Yunhe, Long Zhen spent three days describing a Great Array on the ground.

Wu Cheng was introduced into the Long Zhen's Great Array by Bai Yunhe. Numerous purple light trapped Wu Cheng in it.

Bai Yunhe is madly fast, and Wu Cheng hasn't had time to pull off the Long Zhen's trapped light, and he pierces his throat with his sharp crane claws.

Wu Cheng’s eyes stared at the boss, showing his unwillingness before he died.

He just became a priest of the second, and he just realized the Assassination skills and killing domain of his Master second kill, but he didn’t have the time to show his power, so he died here in vain.

He is not reconciled, really not.

"Hehe, count me as a credit!" Huang Ya suddenly jumped out and waved his double hammer towards Wu Cheng.

Slam! Wu Cheng's body was like a watermelon that fell to the ground, red things spilled all over the ground.

No dead body!

Long Zhen looked at Huang Ya covered with blood, very speechless.

"If Qian'er is like her, I'll just hit him to death." Long Zhen secretly despised Huang Ya. I didn't expect this woman to show off to Long Zhen proudly: "I killed eight thousand and eight people alone. Hundred and eighty enemies, aren't they?"

Long Zhen hmph hmph gave a scornful "praise" with disdain: "Yeah, you are such a marvel."

Since Long Zhen, the word "March 8" has spread to become a special group of women.

On the third battlefield, Bing Longzi and Lei Xiaohua couldn't help but no one. At the end of the battle, the two were almost exhausted.

In this battle, if there is no A'Ji nearby, it is possible for anyone to win.

It's just that A'Ji has been resting and prepared for three days. What he has been waiting for is this time.

The sitting A'Ji stood up, threw away the giant bow on his back, and locked his eyes firmly on the airborne dragon.

"You are a monster that is neither human nor dragon, now is the time for you to repay the lives of my father and mother and the whole family!"

I saw that A'Ji took a step back with one foot, bowed to his body, and made a bow-drawing movement with both hands, aiming at Binglongzi above the sky.

Originally, A'Ji didn't have a bow and arrow in his hand, but with the pull bow of A'Ji, a bow and arrow completely transformed from Soul Strength was generated in both hands.

A'Ji's bow-drawing movement is very slow, the green muscles on the forehead burst out, and the big beads of sweat roll down.

Imagine how huge Soul Strength is for A'Ji to open this bow.

"Ah-" As A'Ji shouted loudly, his body suddenly showed a dazzling purple light. At the same time, the hand that pulled the string of A'Ji suddenly released, and an arrow with a Soul Strength like a comet's tail flew out instantly.

Whee--

The purple Soul Strength arrow burned the air where it crossed, and whistled towards Binglongzi!

"deserves death!" Bing Longzi and Lei Xiaohua struggled exhaustedly, and could not help breaking his hands and feet with A'Ji.

The momentum and power of this arrow made Bing Longzi feel threatened. He didn't dare to carelessly and quickly sacrificed his self-defense white robe to resist this arrow.

Bing Longzi is also a helpless move. He knows that the other party's bow and arrow have locked him firmly, there is no way to dodge, he can only carry it hard.

If he does not sacrifice the priest's white robe, if he gets caught with Lei Xiaohua while holding the arrow hard, he will have to be bombarded by Lei Xiaohua's Thunder Dragon into cooked dragon meat.

Although it is a bit ugly to take off the white priest's robe, it is always better than death.

Bing Longzi was thinking that his priest robe could save his life. He couldn't help but the bow and arrow screamed through the priest's white robe and shot straight at his heart!

Bing Longzi's face changed quickly, and he quickly transformed himself into a dragon body. He wanted to use his hard body to resist this arrow.

With a bang, the Soul Strength arrow hit the surface of his heart and was resisted by the hard dragon scales.

"Haha, you have to kill this priest with your straying fish, there are no doors!" Binglongzi was proud in his heart, but he didn't have time to be proud before he discovered his physical condition. It's weird.

There is a weird Soul Strength swimming around like a fish in his body!

"Beasts, with the help of Soul Strength to materialize murderous aura!" Bing Longzi finally found something wrong, but it was a pity.

Where the strange Soul Strength hits it, it smashed that part of his body. At this time, his body was intact, and his body had already become a pile of mud.

"Wow--" Binglongzi big mouth sprayed, and countless blood spit from his mouth, the scene was extremely **** and disgusting!

"Go to death!" Lei Xiaohua throws a thunder dragon ball, and a dragon ball the size of a basketball with a thunderbolt flew towards Binglongzi.

Boom—Boom—

Binglongzi’s body was smashed by Thunder Dragon Ball and shattered into countless electrified corpses, whispering, emitting a layer of rotten stench.

"Haha, get it done!" Lei Xiaohua gasped out loud and yelled freely: "It's good, it's good!"

A'Ji gave this guy a blank look, grunted, and fell straight to the ground.

Lei Xiaohua was shocked and hurried to A'Ji. It was not until I found out that A'Ji just collapsed and collapsed.

"Boy, we are all dragons, our opponents are also dragons, our opponents are dead, you can't die Ah!" Lei Xiaohua said while sitting on the ground, chatting with the A'Ji who was sleeping.

No way, he has ended this battle, but he can't get out, so he can only find this kind of chat.

The battle of Priest Ranya was also coming to an end, but the battle was unexpected in the end.

Tianpeng Bird used his powerful strength to destroy the Lanya’s giant flying ship, and also hurt himself, making him directly turn into a lively audience.

Lanya, who lost the giant flying ship, got on a tank~IndoMTL.com~ and Zou Wei's pink killing **** fights up.

The troops on both sides are almost consumed. Now it depends on which of the two leaders will win.

In this battle, two women manipulating the chariot became the key to winning or losing!

Bang...Bang...Bang...Bang...Bang...

The two sides come and go, and two huge mechas collide with each other, each with their own wins and losses.

It's just that the more the battle goes to the back, the more the chariots on both sides look like a pile of moving scrap iron, and even the normal movement of the armor is accompanied by the clicking sound of the damaged armor.

In the face of this female mecha division Zou Wei, who is close to her, Lanya’s eyes glowed with a strange light: "Women of Ling Xiao? hmph hmph, even if I can’t beat you, it’s no problem to take you to die together! "

Think about it, the crazy Lanya is manipulating the black chariot and swooping toward Zou Wei’s pink killing **** with the evil dogs!

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