Thousands of barbarian kings in the front are already standing on the city wall!
Fang Yun accelerated as fast as he could, but he could only watch the Barbarian King slaughtering human soldiers on the city wall a few miles away, while some Demon Kings had just climbed onto the city wall and launched an attack.
Before the sun rises, the blood moon in the demon world is already high in the sky, and the entire wall of the Two Worlds Mountain City is covered in blood.
On the city wall where thousands of demon kings and barbarian kings were located, waterfalls of blood and energy flowed upstream, displacing the vital energy of heaven and earth nearby and reducing the power of the human race's war poems by 20%.
Those demon kings are good at using their claws or teeth, or spitting out qi and blood, which are direct and effective, but those barbarian kings almost all condense their qi and blood into demon soldiers.
A tiger king held a ten-zhang long blood and qi chain hammer and smashed it hard into the 37th Army of the Two Worlds Mountain main force. When the chain hammer landed, a transparent air wave burst out immediately. The air wave merged with the power of blood and qi, and all the soldiers within a radius of more than ten zhang were thrown into the air by the air wave, and then their bodies exploded, and fragments flew all over the sky.
A wolf king held a two-meter-long giant sword in each hand, and rushed into the crowd with a rapid spin. The blood in his body turned into a whirlwind, forming a powerful protective layer. The two two-meter-long swords were like meat grinders, and blood splattered and heads flew everywhere they passed.
In addition, many barbarian kings used the Holy Image Strike, condensing the power of their bloodline ancestors and slamming the ground hard. The Holy Image power attacked the fan-shaped area forward. The blood and energy on the ground rushed upward frantically, like a series of blood thunders, tearing apart the human race's defensive battle poem and killing all the soldiers within dozens of feet in front.
However, most of the attacks were blocked by the human race's defensive war poems.
Fang Yun was extremely anxious, but Pingbu Qingyun's speed was limited, so he had to move forward a little before launching an attack.
When the Barbarian King and the Demon King launched their attacks, the human race did not show weakness. A large number of university scholars and imperial scholars fought back, and countless machines began to attack.
The most effective one is the light iron poison arrow crossbow. Some workers and scholars are experienced and only aim at the demon kings or barbarian kings that are nearby. Five or six light iron poison arrows attack the same demon king. Those demon kings and barbarian kings are either directly hit and poisoned to death, or cut off the poisoned parts and escape, or rely on their quick reaction ability to shoot down the light iron poison arrows.
In a few breaths, the human race suffered heavy casualties, and even three university scholars were killed. However, more than two hundred barbarian kings were killed in the first moment by the light iron poison arrows, and the same number of barbarian kings and demon kings were severely injured and had to retreat.
However, a mechanism is still a mechanism after all. The iron poison arrow is very powerful, but it takes nearly ten breaths to fire each time. There are a constant supply of mechanisms or iron arrows being transported up from under the city wall, but distant water cannot quench immediate thirst.
The Demon King and the Barbarian King who attacked the city this time were too strong, and their attack was too sudden.
The more than 7,000 Demon Kings and Barbarian Kings in the distance rushed over like messengers of doomsday. Their numbers were huge, and their qi and blood were in harmony, forming a red tide of qi and blood just like the great Demon King and the great Barbarian King.
Among them, there were hundreds of demon kings and barbarian kings who were apparently just flying normally, but there were dark tornadoes swirling around them, like the devil descended to the earth, with great momentum, as if they could destroy a city with just a raise of their hands.
Those with black hurricanes around them are all top demon kings or barbarian kings. They are at the rear of the army of ten thousand kings. Once they step onto the wall of the Two Worlds Mountain, it will be the final battle.
Many soldiers on the city wall felt cold and silent in their hearts at this moment. Compared with the Ten Thousand Armies Demon King, the Ten Thousand Armies Jinshi was not worth mentioning and could not withstand a single blow.
Several great scholars of the human race stood on the top of the city wall, and several miles away, more than a hundred great demon kings and great barbarian kings were hanging in the sky, staring at them covetously. Around them were rippling light red waves of several feet in radius, as if they were in a shrinking ocean of blood.
There are also three demon kings with bodies twenty meters long, a tiger demon king, a wolf demon king, and a snake demon king.
Wherever the three-headed emperor looks, the air burns; with his breath, a strong wind sweeps; his heartbeat is like a drum, and the sound can be heard three miles away.
What was reflected in the eyes of the Three-Headed Emperor was not the Two Worlds Mountain in front of him, but pieces of broken void.
The emperor is the strongest being who is closest to being a semi-saint.
The three emperors did not emit any blood and energy, but just stood in the air as usual. However, behind them, there was a scattered patch of tiny stardust moving along a chaotic trajectory, leaving behind a series of different tiny tracks. Those starlight points were very small, smaller than the light of fireflies, and could not be seen at all without careful observation.
Anyone who stares at the star trails, unless they have gathered their destiny, will immediately feel as if they were crushed by the star trails and will bleed from their mouths and noses.
The three emperors did nothing but watch the battle, but they exerted real pressure, forcing all the great scholars of the human race to not dare to take action.
Fang Yun walked quickly while thinking in his mind.
"Sure enough, the era of emperors has arrived. These demon emperors are much stronger than ordinary great demon kings just by looking at their appearance. The power of these emperors is hard to measure. It is said that great demon kings can destroy cities, but at most they can shatter the city with one blow. However, these emperors can turn a city into dust and create a desert with one blow."
"Ordinary emperors may not have star tracks behind them, but the three of them have them behind them. Based on the auras we sensed, these three emperors are most likely emperors of the Ancestral God Clan. When the Age of Emperors arrives, the monsters of the Ancestral God Clan will surely emerge and fight a life-and-death duel with our human race. Fortunately, Confucius is a saint, equivalent to an Ancestral God. After the Kong family, there will surely be a strong man who can compete with the monster emperors."
"But, the human race needs time..."
Fang Yun was getting closer and closer to the wall of Liangjie Mountain, but he was not as fast as the Demon Kings who were already prepared.
At this moment, more than three thousand demon kings and barbarian kings have landed on the city wall!
The blood and qi demon flags above these monsters were hundreds of feet long, forming a strong pressure, like sticky blood stuck in everyone's nostrils, making it difficult for all humans within a ten-mile radius to breathe.
The fifty city defense armies were completely defeated and retreated continuously. A large number of iron and poison arrows were shot crazily, and they no longer cared that each arrow was more valuable than the cultural treasure of the juren.
Several human armies have retreated behind the center line!
Fang Yun's heart tightened and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. Deep in his eyes, what was reflected was not the enchanting moon in the sky, not the three emperors, not the ten thousand demon kings, not even the walls of Liangjie Mountain, but those gray-robed men.
One after another, the gray-robed people exuded a pale white light, which was holy and gentle, soothing the soul, and everyone's heart was moved by them.
A large army of the Shen Kingdom was defeated step by step. The entire army was terrified, and the eyes of every soldier were filled with fear and sadness. The endless pressure from the Demon King and their comrades who were instantly turned into meat paste almost broke their defenses.
The five gray-robed men behind them did not retreat.
Behind the army of the State of Shen, a Hanlin scholar in gray robes and four Jinshi scholars stopped and walked against the flow among the thousands of people with steady steps.
The old Hanlin who was in the lead nodded slightly, raised his hand, and slapped his chest hard.
.(To be continued.)