The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 1287: Zhundi
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Boom boom boom!
A series of explosions followed one after another, like ocean waves, drowning the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, and even the hoarse shouts of killing from both sides could no longer be heard. People’s ears have been buzzing, as if they were deaf.
Nearly a million dragons, large and small, soar for nine days. The violent claws tore the enemy on the opposite side to pieces. Hundreds of thousands of huge figures, one hundred feet tall, are like a **** of war, fighting with this ferocious beast, their eyes are full of red.
As the wailing continued, the huge figures dissipated into nothingness one by one, and the huge dragon body was quickly covered with blood holes, falling to the ground, dying.
The entire battlefield has long been filled with a sea of blood and corpses, but no one paid attention to this tragedy.
Because under this **** infection, people have already fallen into madness, and there is nothing else in their eyes except killing.
Swish!
Two black swords flashed past, and two huge figures quickly fell down. Zhuo Fan held the magic sword made by the sword boy and carried the giant body of the Devil Emperor, all the way in, looking towards him. Those sacred mountain masters who blocked the way were all slaughtered by him one by one.
Although Dan Qingsheng and others do not have the power of the saint, they are also closely following behind, slaughtering the early characters of the saints with the special emperor heaven seal. As for the rest of the Luo family, they are methodically picking up the weak of the holy mountain, which is equivalent to cleaning the battlefield.
After all, it is not so easy for them to find a few rookies to abuse a place like the holy mountain.
And they are all of this fate, the rest of the imperial territories recruited by the temporary army, who want to get a share of the pie, will not find an opponent that they can attack.
"Damn it, it turns out that the Luo family is hidden and there are so many masters. Moreover, they also joined the dragon clan and spirit beasts to attack the sacred mountain. It's no wonder that he dared to declare war openly at the beginning, and it really wasn't aimless!"
Seeing the sheds of blood shed, a Spirit King master was both excited and excited, but at the same time a little anxious, and somewhat at a loss: "But...what are we doing here? It seems that there is no room for intervention. Huh?"
Turning his head to look at the group of brothers who are also doing nothing behind him, as if watching the excitement, just watching the battle ahead with his eyes wide open, but he didn't even have the courage to take a step.
After all, with their strength, as long as they enter the circle of war, they don't need to be dealt with specially, just the aftermath can kill them.
To put it bluntly, they are cannon fodder up there, without any value.
Can’t help laughing, the other person looked for for a long time with his eyes wide open, and still shook his head without success: “Forget it, brother, the holy mountain is the holy mountain, it’s really hard to find a weak chicken. Let’s be honest. In fact, after they finish fighting, let's clean up the battlefield. You know, this is a fat man. Think about who these people are, can you get something good in your hands..."
"Hey, what are you doing stupidly, don't you help?"
Suddenly, there was a loud shout, everyone trembled, and they turned their heads to look, but they saw a familiar figure who had just known each other come over, and hurriedly bowed their heads: "Ms. Luo, we are so little Daoxing, I can't get it in!"
"Who asked you to intervene? I'm talking about logistics help. Do you know how many healing pills need to be distributed and how many wounded need to be taken care of? We are all very busy there, and you are still standing here stupidly Why, did you come to the theater?"
"Uh... logistics?"
The heart was stagnant, and the man's face couldn't stop twitching, and said with a bit of embarrassment: "Miss Luo, anyway, we are also masters of the Spirit King, and my name for Beilin Kuangdao is not messy. You let us go to the logistics department. Is it a bit...We are here to fight the holy mountain and make contributions, not..."
"Okay, you go!" Before he could finish speaking, Luo Yunshang nodded and motioned: "Go up to kill the enemy and make merits. How about sending you a holy mountain to practice?"
"Uh...this..."
I took a peek at the dark space cracks one after another, the tragic sight of broken hands and feet flying all over the sky, the man couldn't help swallowing, then sullenly bowed his head and walked back: "I think we should take care of the wounded and engage in logistics. The front line is too dangerous!"
Speaking, a group of people are already leaving one by one, with their heads down, their heads down, and their faces lonely.
Everyone has heroic dreams. At this epic moment of overthrowing the sacred mountain, they also want to stay in the history, kill the enemy and make contributions, but if they are not strong, they should be a little man at ease...
Puff!
With a chuckle, Shuang'er watched the unwillingness of the crowd drift away, then looked at Luo Yunshang and said: "Sister Yun Chang, they just want to build meritorious services and make a career. You don't need to be sarcastic, too. It hurts self-esteem!"
"Huh, the eyes are high and the hands are low, and it is difficult to be a powerful weapon. What else is the Northern Forest Crazy Sword? Isn't it a village owner who slaps the size of the realm? I ran here to speculate. People go up to die, I don’t know how high the sky is!"
Crossing his lips in disdain, Luo Yunchang looked at the huge black shadow of Zhuo Fan in the distance, his eyes filled with joy: "Which is like my Zhuo Fan, I always have a sense of measure. When I should take my head, and when I shouldn't, How about shrinking? A big man can bend and stretch. This is how our Luo family came all the way. If you don’t sing, you’ll be a blockbuster. If you don’t fly, you’ll be soaring!"
With a chuckle nodded, Shuang'er looked at Zhuo Fan's huge saint, but she couldn't help but become a little dignified.
Now that Brother Zhuo is getting closer and closer to the peak, that person is probably about to appear too, alas...
Touch!
On the other hand, as a powerful golden tail swept across, the six great mountain masters once again defeated and retreated, thumping back five steps before they could stop their body.
The huge golden dragon roared in the sky and sneered: "Hahaha...Six old guys, the holy mountain is over, you are also over, and there will be no place for you to stand in the sanctuary in the future!"
The brows couldn't stop shaking. He Yunshan looked around. The place was already full of dragons and spirit beasts, and there were fewer and fewer disciples on the holy mountain.
Especially Zhuo Fan opened the road ahead, and the old men of the Luo family were so fierce, but it was unexpected to him. The dragons and spirit beasts united, which has never existed in ancient times, and it has already caused them to be burned. Coupled with Zhuofan’s formation of troops, it has made them icing on the cake, their combat power has greatly increased, and the end of the holy mountain has been achieved, and there is no way to reverse it. .
It's just that what he doesn't understand is why these two beast armies come together. They used to be so old that they didn't interact with each other!
"Old man He, let's go!"
At this moment, the old man with long beard looked at him with a solemn face. He squinted his eyes, and He Yunshan turned his head and glanced at the others, only to see that they were also constantly lighting their heads, lamenting again and again.
"Leave the green hills, not afraid that there will be no firewood."
Grabbing his shoulder tightly, the old man with long beard continued: "What if we lose the holy mountain? As long as the few of us are still alive and the holy mountain disciples still have fire left behind, there is finally hope of a counterattack. Old man. Guys, we are already defeated, don't fight it anymore, don't lose all the old Dier, just regret it!"
His lips trembled lightly, and He Yunshan's face was unwilling, and he clenched his fists tightly. But soon, with a fixed look, nodding his head, and shouting: "All the disciples of the holy mountain follow the order, withdraw!"
The voice fell, and the six old men stepped on their feet first and flew away. The other disciples heard that the disciples who had long since wanted to fight to die, also received the saints one after another, and flew into the distance.
"The wildfire is endless, the spring breeze is blowing and regenerating, chase me!" Seeing Zhuo Fan, how could it be so easy for them to hide safely? With a loud roar, he took the lead in passing a black glow and followed closely. The rest of the people also rushed in like a violent wind, shouting and killing unabated.
Huh!
The fierce hurricane shouted again, and the dragon's tail flashed, and it was already behind the six old men in an instant. The sharp dragon claws were like stainless steel, and they grabbed it without delay, causing ear-piercing roars. .
"Hahaha... I want to run, it's not that easy!"
"Dragon Emperor, don't you want to be too unfeeling, don't you really want to survive?" His eyes couldn't stop shrinking, He Yunshan gritted his teeth, his face full of hatred, roaring out, but the depths of his eyes are endless Of fear.
After all, the dragon emperor is the highest emperor dragon of the dragon clan, and the peak of the twelfth-level spirit beast is equivalent to the strength of the quasi emperor.
In the past, the seven masters of the Seven Sacred Mountains could join forces, and they could fight with them, relying on the joint force to stabilize their heads. But now, when the seven went to one of them, it was an immediate loss of combat power, and it was no longer the opponent of this beast.
Now that they are entangled by such a quasi-emperor master, they are also very helpless.
Can't help laughing, Dragon Emperor heard He Yunshan's words that seemed threatening but not threatening, but he became even more sarcasm. At the same time, a deep anger appeared in his eyes, as if he was biting: "Unfeeling? Lao Tzu and You have a fart friendship at all, why did you say it so unfeeling? Don’t forget how you entangled this seat at the beginning and slaughtered my dragon children with a numerical advantage. Now it’s not so easy for you to take a step back!"
Boom!
As soon as the voice fell, the terrible tail flick of the Dragon Emperor couldn't help adding another seven points, and even the sky was shattered to pieces, revealing a dark color.
The corners of the mouth couldn't stop twitching, and the faces of the six people were full of heavy weight. Facing this powerful blow, they had no choice but to join forces again to resist. But in this way, no matter whether they can stop it or not, they will never have a chance to run away again.
The chasers behind will encircle them. Even if they don't die in the hands of the Dragon Emperor, they will be consumed by everyone. It's only ridiculous that this was originally a tactic to deal with the dragon clan, but now it is about to fall on them again.
I can't stop sighing, the six old men are ashamed, but they are already desperate...
Touch!
However, at this moment, there was a loud noise, and an invisible sword gang flew from nowhere, hitting the dragon emperor’s huge tail flick, and immediately knocked the huge tail into the air. go out.
Long Emperor's huge figure, even more than a dozen somersaults in the air, was able to stop. When he raised his head and looked at his tail, a red blood mark appeared in front of him.
"How is it possible? There are still quasi-emperor masters among human beings?"