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Little Demon Lord.

Under the command of Yuchi Wentian, the elite battle regiments of the three Shura legions resisted wave after wave of attacks of the demon alliance forces like stormy waves by relying on their geographical advantages and simple fortifications.

Brothers continued to die in battle, and wounded were carried down.

Yuchi Wentian was already covered in blood, and his eyes were bloodshot even more, he roared: "Has the signal for help been sent out? Has the communication jade talisman sent the message back to the headquarters?"

"Sent!" The guards were also exhausted, and they still roared and replied, "We have sent all the distress signals that we can send, but the headquarters is extremely far away from us, and it is almost impossible for the army to come to rescue in a short time. "

"Damn demons!" Yuchi asked the sky and roared angrily, as if he wanted to vent all the emotions in his chest, "Kill, kill, kill! Killing one is enough money, killing a pair is profitable!"

"Kill kill kill!"

Under his leadership, the morale of the army barely improved.

At the same time, the image of the little devil in the camp of the Chinese army is also extremely embarrassing. He and his personal guards were also covered in blood. He had obviously fought **** the front line, and now he was retreating to rest.

His Lingxu Realm guard, Gong Litu, had a claw mark that hurt his heart. That was when he withdrew from the front line to cover the little demon king, and was injured by an enemy demon king.

Fortunately, the monks in the Lingxu Realm are physically strong and vigorous, and this injury is not fatal.

"Young master!" Gong Litu swallowed a elixir, healed his wounds, and persuaded, "Let's retreat quickly, if this continues, if you fall or are captured by the demons, you will be in big trouble .”

"No way!" Little Demon Venerable said with a pale face, but poised his neck, "There are so many brothers in the Asura Legion fighting for their lives, how can I abandon them and run for my life?"

While speaking, he took out a "Devil Lord Token", as if he was in hesitation.

"Young Master, absolutely do not use the Demon Lord's order." Gong Litu hastily dissuaded him, "In this situation, under the siege of the three major demon **** coalition forces, let alone just a projection, even if the Lord himself came personally, I'm afraid you won't be able to please. You might as well keep this Demon Lord Token and use it at a critical moment, maybe you can save your life."

Now summoning the Demon Lord's projection is just to make his projection sacrifice for nothing.

"Young Master!" All the loyal guards also persuaded, "The current situation is undoubtedly doomed, so you should withdraw first. If you are caught, no matter whether it is against the Lord or against the Demon Dynasty It's a huge loss."

For a moment, the little devil hesitated, his eyes were a little dazed, and he was also a little flustered.

He didn't understand, what did he do wrong?

Originally, everything was fine and everything was planned, but in a blink of an eye, it was already in a desperate situation.

Under the persuasion of the guards and the old man, he finally wavered, put away the [Devil's Token], and took out a [Void Escape Talisman].

This kind of treasure for escape can only be refined by the strong in the realm of true immortals and real demons, and refining a single one requires a lot of consumption.

Moreover, this object is of little use in the hands of the Lingxu Realm, it is generally used by the juniors of the Divine Ability Realm or the Purple Mansion Realm, and the majestic little Demon Venerable will naturally have this object for protection.

"If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood!" Little Demon Venerable's eyes flashed a stern look, "Brothers, when I, Chao Qianjue, reach the Real Demon Realm, I will definitely avenge you."

"Young master, I will protect you." Elder Gong soared into the air again, and rushed to the front line with his knife in hand.

He erupted with demon energy all over his body, and the brilliant power of Lingxu Realm burned to the fullest, killing two demon lords who were caught off guard one after another.

In an instant, he was targeted by the projections of Demon God Mingsha and Demon God Yincha, and immediately several demon kings flew to kill him.

"Old man!"

The little devil had an extremely painful expression on his face, but he didn't hesitate any longer, and stretched out his hand to crush the [Void Escape Talisman].

In an instant, a spatial vortex twisted and formed around him, "swallowing" him into it.

This process is just a moment.

The little devil's figure disappeared into the formation in an instant.

"The space moves, that kid Chao Qianjue is going to run away?" The demon **** Yinsha and the demon **** Mingsha immediately noticed the abnormal fluctuations in the space, and they immediately intervened in the space together.

The purpose of their joint attack this time is to capture the little Demon Lord. How could they let him escape so easily?

"boom!"

In the sky, a large piece of space is surging like a wave.

The figure of the little devil was faintly visible in the distorted space, and he was almost squeezed out of the space.

However, the Little Demon Venerable is by no means an extraordinary person. With his peerless Tianjiao's first-class supernatural powers, although he is not capable of defeating the Lingxu realm, he is already approaching the Lingxu realm in terms of comprehension of the laws of supernatural powers.

He spewed blood wildly from his mouth, and cast several supernatural powers and secret techniques one after another, but he was able to stabilize the space, and successfully shuttled through the space and plundered away.

It is a little pity that due to the interference of the projections of the Demon God of the Underworld and the Demon God of Yincha, the shield opened by the [Void Escape Talisman] has been broken. He tried his best and only lasted for a thousand miles, and he could no longer stabilize the space fluctuations and was caught The violent energy was thrown out.

Then he ignored everything and began to try his best to escape.

"Chasing, don't let Chao Qianjue run away." The Demon God Ming Sha roared angrily.

And this roar woke up the soldiers of the Shura Legion who were still fighting desperately like a thunderbolt.

What?

The soldiers are here to stop the enemy army desperately, but the little devil who is the commander of the whole army actually ran away? Damn, if it wasn't for his random command, how could everyone fall into the enemy's encirclement? !

The soldiers of the Shura Legion were shocked and furious.

In an instant, the morale of the Shura Legion plummeted, and the defense line collapsed.

Even Yuchi Wentian, who was still fighting, was full of bitterness and despair.

This time, the Asura Legion was dead, and it was so unwilling to die.

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at the same time.

In the rear, an army composed entirely of humans has gradually gathered.

Under the brilliance of the blood moon, the dark crowd stood motionless, as silent as stones and trees, but there was a faint sense of coldness surging through the crowd, as if they were beasts waiting for an opportunity, ready to hunt, ready to hunt at any time. Ready to strike.

Above the army, a bronze flying chariot was hovering in the gray-black clouds.

The shape of the flying chariot is a bit like a chariot in ancient times. There is no roof on the chariot, only four bronze pillars standing at the four corners. Mysterious inscriptions are inlaid everywhere on the chariot, which looks simple and heavy.

But if you look closely, you will find that the flying chariot is actually very old, with mottled marks on the chariot, and in some places, you can even see traces of inscriptions being repaired after being damaged by knife marks and sword marks. These are all proofs of the long years it has experienced.

This flying chariot is Zhao Tingjian's flying chariot - "Iron Wall Chariot".

For nearly three thousand years, this chariot has accompanied him through countless battles, large and small, and it has already experienced many vicissitudes.

The gray-black magic mist that pervades the sky above the Demon Realm flutters in the sky with the wind, and drifts past the chariot from time to time, inexplicably adding a touch of chilling coldness to it.

On the flying chariot, there were many people standing densely at the moment, except for the owner of the flying chariot, Zhao Tingjian, Immortal Emperor Projection, Wang Fugui, Ji Yueer, Chaoyang King, Yao Yuangang and others were almost all present.

At this moment, everyone was standing tall, looking at the battlefield in front of them from a distance, with very solemn expressions on their faces.

After preparing for so long, it was finally time to counterattack. At this moment, everyone was more or less excited. It's just that the atmosphere on the battlefield was solemn, and they all restrained their emotions and tried their best to keep themselves calm. Only the flashes of light in their eyes from time to time revealed their mood at the moment.

No matter what happened before, how this war will end up depends on today's battle.

"Report to the commander of the army, the first battle group is already in place, requesting instructions."

"Reporting to the head of the army, the second battle regiment is already in place, requesting instructions."

"Reporting to the commander of the army, the third battle regiment..."

Team after team of airriders flew in from afar, bringing news from various battle groups.

Soon, all the battle groups will be in place.

At this time, Zhao Tingjian's eyes finally showed a touch of excitement.

"Okay! Everyone listens!"

"Sacrifice the Legion Flag! Raise the bugle! Kill me!"

One order.

In the corner of the iron wall flying chariot, the personal guards who had been preparing for a long time immediately raised their hands and made a gesture, offering a legion flag out.

"Shuh~"

The black flag inlaid with gold thread fluttered in the wind, and an incomparably tyrannical aura shot up into the sky, spreading across the four fields in an instant.

In an instant, there were similar auras rising into the sky one after another from various places in the distance.

It was the next-level battle standard of each chapter.

Although the power was not as powerful as Zhao Tingjian's, he was as iron-blooded and filled with murderous aura.

For a moment, the murderous aura filled the wild, and the sound of the horn representing the charge also spread from Zhao Tingjian's department as the core. It was passionate and melodious, resounding through the sky.

In the sound of this passionate horn, under the blessing of the heavenly murderous aura of the legion flag, all the battle groups set off in unison, and began to attack the rear of the Demon Race coalition forces.

In addition to the ten battle groups of Zhao Tingjian's original army, all the hidden forces that had been accumulated during this period of time also all came out. These are all volunteers from the Xian Dynasty, and even the empire under the Xian Dynasty, who have come to support them.

This is where the human race is more united than the demon race in the demon world. They are both in the Xian Dynasty camp. Once a crisis occurs, there will be continuous support. There are many powerful families such as the first-rank family and the second-rank family, led by the ancestors The family elites came to the decisive battle.

In addition, it is the military force that was sneaked in from the other lines of defense.

Massive military forces converged into a huge black torrent, sweeping across the land of the Demon Realm mightily.

The galloping horseshoes stepped through the shallow water, splashing countless water splashes. The extremely smooth mane flew up in the wind, like a banner fluttering.

Countless war horses galloped past, and the sound of galloping hooves made the ground rumble.

Under the rapid march, the mighty Human Race coalition forces seemed to have turned on the special acceleration effect. Before the fighting Demon Race coalition forces could react, they had already cut into the back row of the Demon Race coalition forces like a sharp knife, and began to intersect vertically and horizontally. kill.

Wang Yingxuan of the Seventh Battle Group "led" the Seventh Battle Group to take the lead and become the vanguard.

The tome of war was suspended above her head, and the halo enveloped the entire seventh battle group.

Each of them is full of endless high will to fight, and their blood is boiling and burning. Their weapons and equipment are also shotguns, and all of them are the most elite equipment. There is no other reason. They earned too much meritorious service a while ago, so everyone naturally wants to exchange them for top-quality equipment.

And they've been holding back for too long lately.

Now when they are released, they are like a group of mad dogs out of the cage, eager to kill the enemy and make meritorious service.

In addition, Wang Lici didn't give up too much. This time she directly led the tenth battle regiment's logistics force, carrying the half-immortal weapon Yanyue, and against the backdrop of the phantom shadow of the Taotie, she looked like an ancient beast.

Wang Lici wants the world to know that even the logistics department can go to the front line to make meritorious service.

Also worth mentioning is the third prince Shentu Jingming.

He led the elite red tiger battle group to attack around the side. While charging, he used the secret photo disk to record: "Families of the demon court, this is the third prince Shentu Jingming. Thank you for your support. The person next to me is Bingfeng Goddess Wang Ruobing, she is fighting side by side with me to attack the side of the Demon Race Alliance Army."

"Now the entire line of the Little Demon Venerable has collapsed. I heard that the Little Demon Venerable has escaped. However, the remaining soldiers are also members of my family, Shentu Jingming. I want to risk crossing the enemy lines and rescue the family members of the Asura Legion."

While recording, the third prince suddenly noticed a vacancy in the demon alliance in front, and he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: "Huh? Why is the defense here so empty? It seems that the enemy army in charge of this area has disappeared. It's just right .Brothers, no, family members rush with me."

Under the leadership of Shentu Jingming, the Red Tiger Squad rushed to the rescue of the defeated army at an extremely fast speed. They were like tigers coming out of the slaughterhouse, and they were invincible, as if they had entered the realm of no magic.

The allied demon army was attacking the Shura battle group, and suddenly they were cut off from the back row by the allied human army. The scene suddenly became chaotic, and intense panic began to spread among the allied army.

This is the most taboo thing on the battlefield, being stabbed fiercely from behind, and this stabbing is particularly fierce.

"Bastard!" "How is it possible?"

Demon God Yincha and Demon God Mingsha were also stunned by this scene.

In their view, the troops in the Eastern Front Zone, which had been hiding for a long time, had already been disabled. Now that they finally got a chance to breathe, they should hide in the turtle shell and lick their wounds. Dare to come over and kill them?

Those armies were well organized and their morale was high, as if they were gods of death on the battlefield.

The formation of the allied forces of the demon race was in chaos, and their morale collapsed rapidly.

Seeing this scene, Yuchi Wentian who was in despair was pleasantly surprised, his eyes were red with excitement.

He almost exhausted his whole body strength and screamed: "Brothers hold on! Reinforcements are coming! Xianchao's reinforcements are coming!! Hold on! Shrink the defense line back! Everyone hold on! For Xianchao The army restrains the magic army!"

Yuchi Wentian had excellent tactical skills, he noticed the battle situation in the distance, and he understood what he was going to do next almost instantly. As long as they hold on without being defeated, the Shura battle group will stand in front of the demon alliance like a shield.

At this time, if the Demon Clan Allied Forces dared to change direction to deal with the Xianchao troops, then Yuchi Wentian would directly stab the Demon Clan Allied Forces in the **** immediately.

That's the benefit of pinching.

In addition, they are like a chopping board, and the troops of the Xian Dynasty are like hammers hitting the coalition forces of the demons. The combination of the chopping board and the hammer can be more lethal.

The situation on the battlefield changed in an instant, and the defeat of the Demon Race coalition forces had already begun.

"Where's the Dragon Blood Demon God? Where's the Dragon Blood Demon God's troops?" Yinsha Demon God and Ming Sha Demon God also noticed a vacancy in the Demon Race's coalition forces at this time, and only then did they realize that the Dragon Blood Demon God's troops were already in the first place. Withdrew immediately.

It turned out that Yan Xiayang's demon army was in a very ingenious position, and it was always stuck behind the little demon's army.

When the Xianchao troops came, they withdrew faster than rabbits.

"Dragon Blood, you **** who kills thousands of knives!" Yincha Demon God was frightened and angry, his eyes were red with anger, and he roared immediately, "Retreat! We retreat too!"

If the Dragon Blood Department was present, maybe this battle could be fought and fought hard.

However, without the Dragon Blood Department, the Demon Clan Allied Forces, which are already at the end of their strength, will be wiped out if they don't withdraw under the circumstances of sneak attack and double attack.

Retreat, or a rout!

Although the loss will be very heavy, at least a lot can be escaped.

With one order, the Demon Race coalition forces immediately began to rout in all directions. And the army of the Xian Dynasty and Yuchi Wentian, who had recovered from his senses, began to cooperate with each other to hunt down the defeated army of the Demon Dynasty, striving to expand the results of the battle.

Everyone was simmering with anger, and there was only one thought in their minds - kill! kill! kill!

One by one, the demon kings also tried to escape, but were intercepted by the Lingxu Realm bosses on the human side. The projections of Mingsha Demon God and Yincha Demon God were also targeted and entangled by the projections of Immortal Venerable and Immortal Emperor.

The demon clan coalition army was defeated like a mountain, completely defeated.

"Hahaha!" On the iron wall chariot, Zhao Tingjian looked down at the battlefield, and laughed wildly with pride, his beard flying wildly, "I never thought that my old Zhao would also make such a great feat one day."

All of a sudden, Marshal Zhao was in high spirits, feeling as if he had reached the pinnacle of his life.

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at the same time.

Thousands of miles away from the battlefield.

In the shadows of a corner deep in a canyon, a figure is curled up into a ball in embarrassment.

It was a young man, his facial features were like knives and axes, he was extremely handsome, and he was also wearing a fine armor, but now his face was pale, his body was covered in blood, and he looked very embarrassed.

This figure is obviously the Little Demon Lord who escaped from the battlefield by using the [Void Escape Talisman].

In order to fight against the spatial fluctuations projected by the two demon gods earlier, he used a lot of magical powers and secret techniques. Although he barely blocked it for a moment, he was still seriously injured under the influence of those two spatial forces. Although he escaped from the huge backlash from the supernatural powers and secret techniques, he was still seriously injured.

After arranging a concealment formation around him, he crouched in a corner and healed silently, but his heart was full of anger and unwillingness.

Just a little bit, just a little bit, he can make a shocking battle.

Why? why is that? Why is his luck so bad?

However, with his divine sense damaged and his five senses weakened, he didn't notice it. While he was healing, a scout team led by the demon lord suddenly appeared on the other side of the canyon.

The team tiptoed through the canyon without making any sound during the whole process.

The leader of the demon lord looks like a rat-headed mouse, but has a huge nose.

Every time it led the troops out for a certain distance, it would use its huge nose to inhale and sniff the air to determine the direction, and then it led the scouts to move on.

This is a demon lord from the Iron Bull Demon King Department under the Dragon Blood Demon God.

It is called [Lord of Demon Rats]. Its personal strength is not strong, but it is extremely good at tracking and investigation. Almost all of its magical powers are concentrated in these two aspects.

Under its leadership, the scout team quickly found the little demon's hiding place, and surrounded him before he could react.

"Jie jie jie ~ stupid guy, do you think these simple concealment measures can escape the tracking of my devil mouse lord?" Crazy, "The great dragon blood demon **** has already deduced your approximate landing point through the trajectory of space fluctuations."

"!"

Little Mozun's face turned cold, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

I have to admit that when he goes out on weekdays, he is either accompanied by a large number of personal guards, or commanded an entire army. There are people who can take care of him in all aspects, and he doesn't need to worry about it at all. Although he was wearing an array flag that could be used to arrange concealment formations, it was only a normal version, not a high-end military flag, which might not be enough in this environment.

"Hey hey~" The little black bean-like eyes of the Demon Rat Lord gleamed with excitement, staring at the little Demon Venerable greedily and blatantly, "Get rich, get rich~ If you catch this stupid guy, the Iron Bull Demon King will surely There are many rewards."

The little demon respected himself and tried to get violent.

However, as soon as the magic energy started to circulate, he felt burning pain in his meridians, and his body was so weak that he couldn't lift his strength at all. Even if he broke out in cold sweat, he could barely pick up the magic sword.

"superior!"

Lord Demon Rat wouldn't sympathize with him just because he was weak, so he commanded his subordinates to swarm up excitedly.

At the end of his strength, the little Demon Venerable struggled hard and beheaded two demon generals one after another, but he was still outnumbered and was quickly knocked down and pinned to the ground.

"You idiot dare to resist, the main thing is to eat a few pieces of your meat first." Lord Demon Rat stamped on his head in displeasure, his tone extremely arrogant.

The little devil was so angry that he wanted to tear his eyes apart, but he was also full of sorrow and despair.

Thinking about his majestic little Demon Lord, who was famous for the first time, what a scene he was when he was in the Palace of True Demons, and when he was traveling, he was always the center of the crowd, how had he ever suffered such insults?

And his strength, how easy it is to deal with a demon lord on weekdays, how can he get bullied by a little lord who is not ranked at all?

It really is "the tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs".

With his head being stepped on and his face on the ground, the little demon revered a lot in an instant.

He thought of his parents and clansmen who had high expectations for him, also remembered the majestic ancestor Mozun who had given him great expectations, and the elder Gong Litu who died protecting him on the battlefield just now.

He even thought of Wang Shouzhe who was far away in the sky.

I am not reconciled~! Originally, he planned to go to Wang Shouzhe to settle the matter after this time, but he never thought that his little Demon Lord would end up like this in a careless move!

I'm really not reconciled!

And at the same moment when the little demon was in a turmoil, angry and unwilling, the devil mouse lord had already pulled out his knife, ready to cut off the little demon's flesh.

In the distant sky, a stream of light flashed through the clouds.

It was a luxurious flying chariot passing by from afar. It was resplendent and resplendent, and it looked very similar to the flying chariot used by many princes among the great nobles of the demon clan.

As if he had noticed the situation here, the speed of the flying chariot was a little slower, but there was a clear and clear voice of a human man from inside.

"Huh? This is it?"

This voice was actually Wang Fugui.

"Young master, this person looks like a little devil." Another woman's report came from the flying chariot, and it was Ji Yue'er.

With Ji Yue'er's strength as a Demon Lord in the Lingxu Realm, what Wang Fugui couldn't see clearly, was naturally clear and obvious under her divine sense detection.

"It's such a coincidence?" Wang Fugui obviously didn't expect to meet Xiao Mozun here, and even his voice was a little higher.

He groaned for a moment, and then said calmly: "Forget it. Ji Gongfeng, please make a move."

"Yes, young master."

The voice fell.

A ray of sunlight bloomed from the flying chariot.

In the rays of the sun, a full moon-like half-celestial blade slid past.

It is like a breeze in the mountains, and like a light willow leaf, so light and agile that it is unbelievable. When passing across the sky, it leaves a fresh breath in the gray-black magic fog. track.

In a flash of light and shadow, the head of the Demon Rat Lord flew up, blood spattering.

In the next instant, a figure floated down, and slowly landed on top of the Little Demon Venerable.

This red-haired and snow-skinned figure~lightnovelpub.net~ has a graceful figure, and a coquettish and charming temperament that reveals a bit of nobility, just like the delicate and beautiful flowers blooming in the snow, making people forget the world.

The long and horizontal wind between heaven and earth lifted her skirt, adding a touch of immortality to her.

This figure is naturally Ji Yue'er.

Looking at the embarrassed figure under her feet, Ji Yue'er's pair of golden snake pupils had a complex look on her face.

Once upon a time, this little Demon Lord was like an invisible mountain, weighing her down so hard that she couldn't breathe. At that time, she probably never imagined in her dreams that one day, the aloof little devil would be so embarrassed, right?

"Yin Snake Demon Princess!"

The little devil raised his head abruptly when he sensed something was wrong, and instantly recognized the person who rescued him.

His pupils shrank sharply, and the strong sense of shame immediately made him wish he could find a hole in the ground and burrow into it.

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