Tu Wancheng sneered, "Rely on this?"
Heiyun City was all within the attack range of "Yangtiao". It abandoned the Xuanwu Legion, locked Li Qingshan in its spirit, and blasted it with a punch, like a black mountain smashed down.
"Being so big is just a living target!"
This is not courage, but stupidity. The military spirit is possessed and turned into a military god, and it is not yet an opponent of "梼杌". What's more, now that there is no military body protection, he will be turned into powder with a punch. No matter how he burst into battle, it is impossible to make up for this huge gap in strength.
Ke Xin bit her lip, and said in her heart: "No way, no way to win, this is death in vain!"
Li Qingshan didn't think so, and Dao Feng pointed at the back of "Yang Lu": "There is still this!"
Tu Wancheng looked back suddenly, and saw the fire of a prairie prairie burning from afar, burning all sacrifices and bones, resentment and sorrow.
When the fire of Samadhi's bones burned out the last trace of injustice, the law of heaven and earth broke.
The magic sky shrouded on the battlefield quickly faded, leaving only the endless swirling blood-colored vortex.
In an instant, all the demons panicked, as if they had lost their blessing.
The army was in a state of confusion, and the army was scattered.
The power of the "Twelve Capital Heavenly Demons Great Array" has also been reduced a lot.
The big array is weak, the devil is weak.
"Yang Lu"'s figure suddenly became smaller, his arms became much shorter, and he punched Li Qingshan with a punch.
The sky collapsed and the earth was covered with dust like mist, which was instantly swept away by the gale.
With red hair dancing wildly in the squally wind, Li Qingshan stepped across the undulating land and rounds of shock waves, as if walking on a wave, calmly.
Tu Wancheng panicked, but listened to Yingzhe preaching: "Don't panic, but without the blessing of the devil, you are still invincible."
But Tu Wancheng's heart became more and more uneasy. Moyu never had such a thing as "good intentions", and he hated Li Qingshan, who had ruined his good deeds: "He must be killed immediately!"
The right arm was raised high back, as if it had touched the sky, and the fingers spread out like a large cloud. Suddenly blurred, disappeared, and photographed!
This palm is inevitable, Li Qingshan shouted and asked: "Where are the generals?"
"The end will be here!"
The Captain of the Five Army had already discovered his return, because the Eleven Demon Sovereigns were all presiding over the "Twelve Capital Heavenly Demons Array", and Tu Wancheng looked down on their "littles". Unless the army is defeated like a mountain. Otherwise, the general devil emperor wouldn't be able to threaten them at all.
Dai Mengfan suddenly discovered that there was a five-pole flag tied with the red hair dancing wildly behind Li Qingshan. Surprised: "In that situation just now, he actually kept these military flags intact!"
In fact, thanks to Lu Boming's "Giant Spirit Armor", which helped him bear a lot of damage, otherwise he would really not have enough energy to protect these banners.
People's hearts change, fast as lightning. The military spirit is like a cloud, surging in.
A sound of gold and iron shook like thunder, and the earth was turbulent. Li Qingshan waved his knife and blocked the palm.
"Xuanwu Army God" reappeared? No, it's Asura God of War!
He is now commanding not human sergeants, but asura warriors. Even if more than half of the battle died. The rest are lions with a hundred battles, unyielding fighting spirits.
The highly condensed military aura formed a blood-red battle armor on him, instead of directly condensing into a "Xuanwu Army God", it hardly broke under the palm of "Yangchao".
However, as a price, it is unable to provide all-round protection like the "Xuanwu Army God". A large part of the damage needs to be undertaken by Li Qingshan himself.
Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his internal organs were shattered, and every bone was trembling, as if it would break at any time. Even the weakened "梼杌". Still strong and unmatched.
Tu Wancheng also felt unbelievable, and suddenly regretted that he should not covet the true disciples, and should destroy the entire Xuanwu Legion first. Who would have thought that those trivial ants could become the key to the battle.
"I killed you!"
"梼杌" grabbed Li Qingshan's head. The helmet was twisted between his fingers, and his headache was splitting.
The same technique is repeated, but this time, it will be Li Qingshan's head that will be squeezed.
Under the bloody vortex, with Ashura's immortality, his injuries quickly recovered. Still no match for the destruction of "梼杌".
Samadhi white bone fire burned silently on the battlefield, quietly devouring flesh and blood and the living demons.
"梼杌" turned his one-eyed, desperately searching for the owner of the flame.
In fact, Xiao An had already come to the battlefield, long before the war broke out.
She lay in a river left by the flash flood just now, as if buried deep in a bone that had been washed out for many years, and it was the skeleton demon that had long been buried that caused the fire.
She wants to grasp the battle situation on the spot and choose the best time to ignite the fire. There is no trace of breath in the whole body, even "梼杌" can't find it.
Without military protection, ordinary demons can't resist the bone fire of Samadhi at all. As long as they are stained with a star and a half, they will be dyed into a torch in an instant. What is even more strange is that when every demonic is burned out, the face of the demons is revealed. An expression of peace and joy that shouldn't be there.
This is not destruction, but transcendence.
"Yanglu"'s figure decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, so Li Qingshan not only resisted its attack, when "Yanglu" lowered his head, the light gathered in his one eye, and his head raised his head and roared a "Tiger Demon Howl Kill".
Roar! The tiger roars the world!
The wind broke his face, "梼杌" closed his eyes tightly, and his head fell back. Tu Wancheng was extremely angry, but he felt that things were beginning to be beyond his grasp, and he seemed to have begun to feel a little bit helpless with Li Qingshan.
In a blink of an eye, the battle was reversed.
According to the truth, the disciples were dizzy and moody, and Dai Mengfan had a confused expression on his face. If you want to fight, they don't seem to need them to take action. If you want to retreat, is it a fool to retreat now
The expressions of the demon kings changed drastically: "What kind of fire is this?"
Yingzhe said gloomily: "Bone Bodhisattva's Samadhi and Bone Fire!"
"Buddha!"
All the Demon Kings were shocked, fierce and tyrannical and even a little chaotic and crazy, at this time they were like a group of frightened children.
They don't necessarily know the true meaning of these two words, they only know that it is an existence that has survived eight calamities and stood at the pinnacle of the entire cultivation path. If the Bodhisattva came in person, the Twelve Demon Kings couldn't keep them, and they had to flee back to the Demon Realm.
"No, it's not!"
Yingzhe was also greatly frightened when he saw the fire for the first time, but quickly calmed down. It was discovered that the fire only burned demons, but not human beings, even if it was completely dead corpses, let their souls be returned to the path of hell, or ascended to the path of Asura. This is definitely not the style of the Bone Bodhisattva. In the eyes of the Bone Bodhisattva, all beings are equal, so how can there be distinctions between humans and demons.
"It's a bone-to-shoulder!"
Pale flames burned all over the battlefield for hundreds of miles, and the two legions were advancing as if they were ruined, and they were already approaching the "Twelve Capital Demons Array".
The faces of the demon emperors were pale by the flames. If they were defeated in this battle, they would all apologize with death.
"In this case, we can only invite the real Demon God to come. I hope that the waste of Tuwan City will be ready to accept the intention of the Demon God."
A pale smile appeared on Yingzhe's face. He was the host of the "Twelve Capitals and Demons". The commander-in-chief of this war, Tu Wancheng, was just a clown destined to be sacrificed. (To be continued.)
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