I’m a Courteous and Honorable Man, Not a Devil: Two hundred and twenty-two, the wind of the king
The black cloud is like ink, and the magic energy is like a tide.
The earth withered and the grass did not grow.
Familiar environment, familiar breath.
Twenty years after leaving home, Ni Kun finally set foot on the land of Wantu Cave in Middle-earth.
There is no time to feel too much, Ni Kun runs the unity of heaven and man, slightly senses, finds the direction, embodies the streamer, and flees away in the direction of the Seven Leaf City.
With his current practice, even the so-called forbidden grounds and the Jedi, and even the forbidden airspace areas with geomagnetic disturbances, can no longer cause any interference to him, and he can fly in a straight line without any taboos.
......
Boom!
A huge ball of fire slowly rose.
A broken mech crashed to the ground.
Zhang Dafu is like a flexible fat cat, crawling out of the self-burning mech quickly, but before he can stay away, he sees thousands of monsters pouring in like a tide.
"Uh!"
Zhang Dafu screamed loudly and screaming blood, like he was hit in the chest by an invisible sledgehammer, and suddenly dropped into the burning scraps of mecha, and the whole person blinked. Burned into a huge torch.
As the demon coming from the storm rushed, he couldn’t care about eating this human meat barbecue, and continued to rush to the other leg not far away, and could only sit on the spot as a fixed armor.
Here are thousands of monsters, most of them swarming by the burning mech. The last dozen of monsters are about to pass, and they seem to have been burned to eight mature, all squeaky with oil. Zhang Dafu suddenly broke up, and if a burning meteor crashed into the demon group, he knocked dozens of demon into pieces.
Then the knife-gun burst into flames, the flame-burning knife-gun swept through the demons like a tornado, and the demons disintegrated and the broken limbs and arms scattered all over the place.
With just a few breathing kung fu, the last dozens of monsters have been turned into fragments.
The demon who has rushed in front of him is shocked by the movement here.
More than one hundred monsters stopped at the same time, and when they looked back, they saw a scorched human corpse lying in the demon shards all over the ground, with a little ember burning on their bodies, wafting a lot of smoke, exuding alluring The smell of the roasted meat looks completely cooked.
The more than one hundred monsters finally resisted the temptation of barbecue, roaring and rushing forward.
The first few monsters rushed to the fat-filled barbeque barbecue and opened their mouths to bite while ripping, the violent knives lit up again, and instantly twisted these monsters into pieces .
Then the violent knife-gang storm, if a giant ball with blades all over the body, suddenly rolled into the demon group, where it passed, it was the blood of the demon blood, the residual limbs were thrown...
In front, the unmovable mech fired wildly and shredded the demon rushing towards the mech.
Behind, a former professional mediator, now Xuanyang Sect Daoji, sometimes turned into a mass of fully cooked or partially cooked barbecue, and sometimes became a knife and a storm, killing in and out of the demon group.
Under the back-and-forth attack, these more than a thousand low-level monsters were killed for a moment, and they killed them cleanly.
To kill all these demons, the barbeque will shake, the burnt black epidermis will fall down, and in a blink of an eye, it will become a white and fat fat man. Taking out the armor and hanging it around, he took out a spirit stone to absorb the aura for a short breath. He flew to the mech and said to the celestial monk inside: "Is there ammo?"
"It’s almost time to run out!"
"Then blow out in one breath!" Zhang Dafu jumped into the air, looked around for a while, and said after landing: "There are still many brothers scattered around. Let's gather them together and move closer to the brigade!"
"Good!" The monk Xingzong blew out the ammunition, jumped out of the mech, and killed another immovable mech not far away with Zhang Dafu.
On the way to the charge, many mechas were knocked down and could no longer charge with the team. They could only be transformed into fixed turrets, pouring fire madly, attracting demons to the main team and reducing the pressure.
Most mechas are almost running out of ammunition at this time.
Zhang Dafu rescued the monks who were about to be surrounded by monsters as much as possible, assembled a small team of more than 100 people, looked at the direction, and killed towards the main group that had been besieged by the monsters.
Every middle-earth monk stationed in Wanyao Cave all the year round, he has cultivated a good skill in the fight with the demon year after year, everyone is a combat monk who is good at fighting and killing. .
If you put them in some fairyland worlds that have been in peace for a long time, almost all of them can be invincible in the same order.
After all, even in the Fire Phoenix Realm under the rule of Suzaku Temple, the monks fight for resources in order to fight for resources, but it is not that there are nine months of non-stop fighting every year.
The practical skills of Chinese monks, at least in the world where Ni Kun has been, can be said to be invincible of the same rank.
In spite of this, a small team of more than a hundred people is thrown into the battlefield of these millions of monsters, just like throwing stones into the sea, even the big splashes cannot splash.
But Zhang Dafu and others still attacked the demons, even if they were dead, they should attract more demons to the main force and reduce their pressure.
"I am a professional killer who collects money and mediates disputes. I pray for immortality to enter the Immortal Gate. I think that I can be at ease and do whatever I want. I don’t know if it’s a trick to fight for the world’s lives, and I can die at any time. Monk... Where can I get it right?"
Looking at the tens of thousands of monsters, attracted by this small team that no longer has strong mecha firepower, under the command of a Jindan demon, screaming, Zhang Dafu's mouth is bitter, fat face With a tremble, he murmured a few words, but still clapped his trembling thighs and stood firmly in front of the team.
He then slashed the sword forward and roared loudly: "Follow me!"
In the first place, like a violent wind, like a violent flame, rushed toward the demon.
Kill!
Hundreds of monks with three schools and four schools followed Zhang Dafu and launched the charge without hesitation.
They have white-haired old men, old-fashioned and middle-aged middle-aged men, young men with heroic hair, young men with fluffy lips, and young and moving girls.
But for a moment, they are all fighters.
......
Yanyang Wanjian Jue!
Chu Sinan tweeted and pointed at a point, tens of thousands of three-foot gold swords, with golden flames, if a sword gas flowed, killing the real demon of Yuanying Realm.
"Little girl is a bit interesting." Na Yingying real devil laughed: "Unfortunately, the first realm of Yuanying is still too weak!"
By raising a finger during the speech, the fingertips erupted into a violent devil qi, which turned into a dark sky and collided with the river of sword qi. The seemingly supple black water actually blocked the invincible sword gas long and steady.
"Why are you struggling in vain, little girl? The nine castles have been destroyed. This true fairy formation will soon be destroyed. Middle-earth is destined to perish, why are you trying to resist in vain? Struggle, kneel down, offer loyalty to me, I can show mercy, receive you as slaves, and give you a way to live..."
Chu Sinan proudly said: "My hero, Chu Sinan I, never bends his knees to anyone! Standing dead, yes, kneeling to life, no way!"
When she used the shout to attract the real demon’s attention, her finger whispered a little green light from her fingertip.
Then the real demon died.
The **** arrows formed by the branches of fairy artifacts pierce the heart with one arrow.
"Just this? Did you want me to kneel?"
Chu Sinan curled his mouth contemptuously, slurped again, and pointed at the point where the Wankou Flying Sword that had been blocked by black water before, after the death of the true demon, finally slain into the group of demon, set off a **** storm.
But the good times are not long.
Soon, another stronger demon stood up, raised his palm, and aimed at the ten thousand flying sword that madly strangled the demon. His palm split open, and a black demon eye appeared, and he only looked at it. , Wankou Feijian fell into the ground unexpectedly.
This is a multi-eye demon.
A stronger multi-eye demon than the one that Ni Kun killed in those years.
"I'm waiting for the end of his death." The Domumu said faintly, and suddenly flashed quickly, while the demon blinked in the palm of his hand, firmly pinning the **** arrow that tried to sneak into it.
Shenjian was frozen in the air, buzzing and trembling, and the surface was covered with lime white. But with Chu Sinan's clear voice, the lime white faded away quickly, and the **** arrow turned into verdant green again, striking the multi-eye magic eyebrows.
The multi-eyed devil snorted, and under the black robe, seven or eight deformed palms were stretched out, each of which opened a magic eye. There are petrified magic eyes, geomagnetic magic eyes, wood burning magic eyes, shock wave magic eyes...
Under the combined force of seven or eight magic eyes, the **** arrow was completely fixed in the air, forming a stalemate with it.
After all, Chu Sinan is only a "Yuanying old monster", and there is no such thing as Ni Kun that used the power of Heavenly Tribulation to refine the **** arrows. Only with the slow recovery of her realm, the power today is only equivalent to the magic weapon of Yuanying Realm.
Although a sneak attack killed a real infant real demon in the past, but at this time, it is already a multi-eye demon stronger than that real demon, and can only try to stand still with it.
Chu Sinan and the multi-eyed demon "Chuangzi", and the rest of Jindan monks, the pressure was even greater for a while.
Haiyue Zong Yue Qingyi, Tian Xing Zong Li Chen Feng, Miao Fa School Xun Wen Ruo, Zhen Lei School Zhuge Guo, Dan Ding School Hai Tian Kuo, Long You School Ao Xing only have the qualifications of the six sons of Middle-earth under Chu Sinan Twenty years, it is now Jindan's perfection.
In the past ten years, they have all been the new stars of Middle-earth, the mainstay of the mainstay, and have repeatedly brilliance and made credit in the **** battle of the demon siege.
But today, in this battlefield of millions of demons, even with this speed of practice, second only to Chu Sinan’s Sixth Son of Middle-earth, it is difficult to turn the tide.
Yueqing Yixiu had messy hair, pale face, bit her lip tightly, and cast magic non-stop.
A chill of cold ice bursts out, freezing the low-level demons into pieces of ice.
Although her magic has great power, the monsters waiting for Jindan’s strength can’t stop her a few moves, but the number of monsters is too much. Even with the power of the Jindan monk’s mana recovery speed, they are beginning to feel the recovery. Without consumption, mana is gradually lacking.
"I’m afraid I have to confess here today."
Looking at the demon that can never be killed, and then look at the gradually depleted ammunition below, the second scorched mech army, Yue Qingyi murmured:
"I haven't gotten married yet... Nasty Brother Ni, it's been twenty years since I left, and I didn't write back to me last time... Surely I want to escape marriage?"
......
Dang!
A gold-iron clash with a tremor of dozens.
Wei Chijing was like a vigorously pumped ball, flying hundreds of feet backwards and shattering hundreds of demons along the road.
Boom!
Wei Chijing forcibly landed, stepping the ground out of a huge deep hole. Holding the right hand of a golden goose-ling knife, he shivered uncontrollably, and the cracked tiger's mouth dripped purple demon blood and soaked the knife handle.
The three-footed eight-armed bull demon walked towards him in a big step, and Shen Sheng asked, "You are the blood of the true demon, why should you fight for the human race?"
Wei Chijingjun's beautiful and fascinating face, a disdainful smile appeared:
"I am not only fighting for the human race, I am fighting for everything in Middle-earth. The mountains, the sea, the desert plains, the flowers and the trees, the birds, beasts, insects and fish... All things in Middle-earth are worthy of my protection. If you devour the world, even a green grass, a live bug... will no longer exist."
The eight-armed bull demon anger said: "But you are the son of the dragon demon! Noble dragon demon blood flows in your body! The demon abyss should be your hometown!"
Wei Chijing sneered: "Although I have spent my whole life in Wan Yao Cave, I hate the sky here, hate the black clouds here, hate the land here, hate the breath here, hate you ugly monsters. !
"I hate everything here! Staying in Xuanyang City, Wanyao Cave, I am patient and restraint every day, and I am controlling myself not to lose my temper. You now tell me that the demon abyss is my home? I can Go to your mother!"
In the roar, Wei Chijing rose to the sky, with a pair of black dragon and demon wings spread behind his back, holding up the sword and swooping toward the eight-armed bull demon.
"It's so sad! The children of the dragon and devil are actually contaminated by humans..."
The eight-armed bull devil sighed and slammed with one arm. The black giant knife drew a simple arc, and Yu Chijing, carrying a golden flame enough to burn the mountains and the sea, slammed down. Yan Ling's swords collided.
Dang!
Another sound of gold and iron clashes struck ten miles away.
The violent golden flame burst a golden flame ring, sweeping all directions, and thousands of low-level demons passed by, and in an instant, it became ashes.
But the eight-armed bull demon was safe and sound, and even a piece of cow hair was not burned.
Yi Chijing flew out again, fell hundreds of feet, and fell to the ground with a bang.
Wait for him to get up. The huge, seemingly clumsy eight-armed bull demon suddenly flashed in front of him, lifting the huge hooves and stepping on his chest.
Click!
Yu Chijing's chest collapsed, and among the seven tips, purple blood came out of the source.
"Dragon Demon Purple Blood, what a noble blood."
The three-footed Niu Demon bowed his head, and looked down at Wei Chijing with a predominant view, said lightly:
"Unfortunately, you are too thoroughly contaminated by humans. You are so weak that you have not exerted the true power of the dragon and demon bloodline. The waste like you is a shame for the dragon and demon family. It is a shame for all true demons. Live again. You must die."
Speaking, it slowly raised a long black knife.
Wei Chijing blinked his eyes, staring at Niu Mo's big face, with a haughty and elegant look around his mouth, and full of sneering smiles.
In my mind, I remembered the past.
I still remember when I was a child, my father took him to Xuanyang Sect to visit my ancestor, the green forest stretched for thousands of miles, the sword directly reaching the majestic peaks of Yunxiao, the floating clouds and misty sea...
There is also a clear blue sky, the scorching sun above the sky, the wild geese soaring in the sky...
The fresh and touching ethereal atmosphere inside the sect gate, the sandalwood lingering in the solemn halls of dynasty, the lively and lovely cranes and small animals in the Spirit Beast Garden, the red carp in the pond...
All the things made him wander around, hoping to live here forever, to be accompanied by all these good things.
But the father and mother were sacrificed in the demon frenzy.
So he took over his father's sword, left Zongmen, and stepped into the Wanyao Cave.
Since then, he has not left half a step.
The environment of the Ten Thousand Demon Caves is actually like a fish for half a man and half a demon.
But he didn't like it, he hated everything there.
But he still guarded Xuanyang City for decades.
Today, this life-long persistence has come to an end.
But even if he is dead, he will not make this eight-armed bull demon better.
The "Solar Sun Surveying Strategy" has begun to operate, and Jindan will be burning.
"Qiao Mengyan and Qiu Jingyuan, I can only do it here. Even if you two are dead, you must destroy the altar!"
Wei Chijing confided in his heart that he would burn Jin Dan.
Suddenly, a flash of red flashed across the sky covered with ink clouds.
The crimson spread quickly and the lightning expanded. In the blink of an eye, the sky in Yu Chijing's field of vision was rendered by the red, and no dark cloud could be seen. As far as the eye can see, it's the blood-red and flame-like crimson.
Blinking hard, Wei Chijing looked incredulously at the crimson that had covered the sky.
He is very familiar with that kind of crimson.
That is the color of the battle flag.
That was the redness of Zhao Muyang's "Iron-Blood Battle Banner".
"Ah, it doesn't seem to be dead. A battle flag, covered with the whole sky, and the sky is red... The kid, it seems that there is no bragging."
Wei Chijing's mouth gradually opened, and the arrogant and elegant, sneering smile turned into a wanton laugh.
In the laughter, the bull demon who was about to wield his sword suddenly moved, as if grasped by an invisible big hand.
Next, in the laughter of Wei Chijing, the huge three-foot-tall body of Niu Mo began to twist and deform, and finally burst into fragments.
Until death, it has no room to struggle, and even a last word, a scream, has no chance to send out.
After the death of Niu Mo.
In the sky that was red by the red flag, countless red flame meteors suddenly fell.
Midway, every red flame meteor has become a knight riding a lava horse, wearing lava armor, and holding a lava knife and gun.
The lava iron ride!
Quantities... are all over the sky and difficult to count.
Countless lava iron rides form a battle formation above the sky dome. If the red flame swoops down, it crashes into the demon swarm, setting off a gorilla wind and blood rain. Wherever he went, the demon army was boiling like snow, melting into pieces.
Chopped into pieces, trampled into mud, and burned to ashes.
......
Zhang Dafu took the lead, with a squad of more than a hundred people, about to collide with the 10,000 monsters led by a Jindan monster, who knew they were going to die, but no regrets. Suddenly, a team of lava Tieqi swooped down from the sky and crashed into the group of demons ahead.
The leading Jindan demon, but three breaths, was cut into pieces.
Zhang Dafu stayed for a while, looked up at the sky dome covered with red flags, flushed his face and shouted: "Iron-blooded battle flag! It is the iron-blooded battle flag! My brother of the Daoyuan Academy Ni Kun is back! Chong Ah! This battle will win!"
This squad of more than 100 people is composed of three monks of four schools, knowing that there are not many Ni Kun.
But it was like a torrent, and the lava iron ride, which easily rushed the demon army to a halt, told them clearly: the reinforcement has arrived!
No matter who comes, such a powerful force is enough to reverse the situation.
With the determination to die, the soldiers who launched the final charge, like Zhang Dafu, were full of hope again. The morale was soaring again, screaming loudly, followed by Zhang Dafu, followed behind the lava iron ride, rushed into the demon group, waved swords, spears and spears recklessly, and harvested the broken demon.
The main team.
Under the heavy circle, the formation has been compressed to the limit, and the already overwhelming and precarious main team, like a spring compressed to the limit, bounced back and cooperated with the lava iron riding from the sky. The heavy encirclement was completely broken, and it continued to advance in the direction of the Seven Leaf City.
The multi-eye demon who was fighting with Chu Sinan in a stalemate shouted badly. When he was about to escape, a spear of lava descended from the sky, puffed through it, and pierced it to the ground.
"I am going to fight with a multi-eye demon who has been fighting with me for so long, is it so cruel?"
Chu Sinan looked dull, looked at the sky, then looked at the multi-eyed demon crucified to the ground, whispered: "Okay, I am the savior..."
Then, the cape of "Yuanying old monster" was put away swiftly, and the cape of "Houde Zaiwu" was replaced...
A lava iron rider silently passed by the twitching corpse of the multi-eyed demon, pulled out his spear, mobilized the lava horse, and continued to rush away.
This is a lava iron ride with Yuanying strength.
Nikun has hardly used the Iron-Blooded Battle Banner now.
Every time the battle flag is displayed, it is just transformed into a cloak to wear, to set off its own image.
But he never gave up offering this flag.
He strengthens this flag with the materials of the real fairy-level refining equipment he searches for, and refines this flag with the power of the Sky Tribulation. Under the annual sacrifice, until now, this iron-blooded battle flag is already a half-celestial fairy.
The Battle Immortal, fighting against the True Immortals, may not have much effect. It can be used on a large-scale battlefield, and its power is by no means idle.
The number of lava iron rides has reached 100,000.
The strongest lava iron ride can have Yuanying Realm strength. And one hundred can be summoned at a time.
Iron-blooded battle flags can also be used to bless magic with various auxiliary gains.
Under the crimson battle flag covered with the sky dome, the three monks of the four schools, which were close to exhausted mana and strength, recovered quickly. The bruised body recovers at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Even if you are seriously injured and you only have one breath left, you will be able to recover within a few days, and you will live like a tiger.
Every monk, from gas refining to Jindan, casts spells faster and smoother, and the power of magic also becomes more sharp.
Infinite physical strength, endless mana, no fear of injury... All people's strength has been increased by at least 50% by the blood-blooded battle flag.
For a time, the morality of the three monks of the four schools was greatly boosted, following the lava iron ride divided into a team of one hundred thousand people, rushing through the demon army, and they were invincible.
Although there are millions of monsters, the quality is uneven.
Hundreds of thousands of lava iron rides are divided into a hundred thousand rides and descend from the sky. Each team is led by a lava iron ride of Yuanying strength. Only a wave of charge completely destroyed the tens of thousands of monsters that surrounded the three schools and four factions.
Then Lava Tieqi kept on impulsively, continuously expanding the results, while slashing and trampling the demons, while driving out the scattered demons, hitting the demon formation that was still intact.
With the in-depth impact of the one hundred lava iron cavalry, the collapse spread from one corner to the whole army, and gradually spread to the army of millions of monsters.
"Where is this strong aid?" Ao Xing of the Longyou faction, the emperor made a flying sword, turned into a corrective dragon, followed by the lava iron ride, frantically harvesting the crushed demon, excited His face was flushed.
Yue Qingyi swayed the cold ice and shattered the demon into pieces, and proudly said, "That's my man!"
One of Haiyuezong’s sisters giggled: "A man who has escaped marriage for 20 years."
After waiting, Yue Qingyi got angry and hurried away, rushing into a group of broken demons, killing him.
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Area of Seven Leaves.
Before the sky turns red.
The true demon who presides over the altar is building the altar nervously and quickly.
The real demons and demons guarding the magic circle and the altar have formed a formation and are ready to fight.
It's not that they expected Ni Kun's arrival.
Instead of the altar being thousands of meters away, Lao Qiao and Qiu Jingyuan are repeatedly striking the demon’s defense line, and the leaking atmosphere causes the robbery clouds to form above their heads and emit a thunderous thunder.
After Yu Chijing led the eight-armed bull demon, Lao Qiao and Qiu Jingyuan successfully infiltrated into the city.
However, around the altar, there are ten real demon realm demon guards, and one of the real demon has a special vision "shadow demon", seeing through the killing stealth stealth of Lao Qiao and Qiu Jingyuan at once .
Lao Qiao and Qiu Jingyuan can only launch a raid.
Unfortunately, although the two of them are strong, there are too many demons around the altar. There is no need to dispatch all of them. Just three real demons, with more than 200 Jindan demons, have blocked them both from the altar.
After repeated shocks several times, seeing that the thunder was about to form, and the altar was about to be completed, but still failed to break through the demon defense line. Lao Qiao and Qiu Jingyuan glanced at each other. , Before the fall of the Heavenly Tribulation, desperately break the demon defense line and destroy the altar.
However, when the two of them made up their mind to cast a mysterious spell, the sky turned red.
And the cloud on their heads, which is about to fall into the sky, disappeared inexplicably.
Looking at the sound coming from outside the city, watching the falling meteor and a crimson sky, Lao Qiao and Qiu Jingyuan smiled at each other~IndoMTL.com~ It felt good to be alive.
Then I saw a figure that fell into the altar with a slap, first slap the real demon of the architectural altar into a patty, and then sighed casually, tearing the two real demons on the front and hundreds of golden demon demons Into fragments, and then snapped his fingers.
Pap!
A crisp sound.
There are no more living demons around the altar, and even the entire Seven-leaf City.
Whether it is a real demon or an ordinary demon, in that snap of fingers, it instantly turned to ashes.
Then the man smiled slightly at Qiao Mengyan and Qiu Jingyuan, "Old Qiao, Qiu Qiu, I haven't seen you in many years, you still have the same style!"
Lao Qiao and Qiu Jingyuan looked around and looked at the empty Qiyechengchi.
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