Shui Ling'er stood on the Jiaoqiu sword, looking majestically at the demon soldiers who were rushing towards him like a tide.

But I heard a rough and hoarse voice in my ears: "I am the demon king of the demon clan, the son of heaven, and I have taken down this Jiluo Mountain." Even Xi Muxian, who guards this mountain, has become my prisoner. In the next step, this king will capture the human realm through guò flying fire, and take both the immortal and human races into his pocket. Who are you sacred? It is better to report your name and surname quickly, maybe this king will be in a good mood, and after killing you, he can dig a pit and bury you. ”

"I'm sorry!" Shui Ling'er spat at the enemy formation, and said angrily: "Your grandfather and I are famous and famous as the great immortal of Shui Ling'er! Exterminate the Son of Heaven, you hide behind your soldiers, you don't dare to show your face, and you still speak like this, it's really shameful! I advise you, or quickly take your gang of kobold soldiers out of my immortal mountain, otherwise don't blame grandpa for killing you and the whole army will be wiped out, and there will be no return!"

His agitation method worked, and as soon as the words fell, a strange-looking demon jumped out of the enemy formation.

I saw that the man was born with green hair and red eyebrows, a large inverted triangular face, and two knife-chiseled eyes shining with a treacherous light. Dressed in a black steel battle armor with gold shoulder pads, and a black velvet cloak trimmed with gold silk dragon patterns, looking at the posture, it must be the one who led these million demon soldiers to attack the mountain, and the demon king wiped out the Son of Heaven.

The Son of Heaven looked at him, then looked at him left and right, and laughed wildly, "Hahahaha! I said, how can you Jiluo Mountain have the ability to call the wind and the rain, and can move down the heavenly soldiers and gods as rescuers? It turns out that you are just a hairy boy making trouble, and what else do you say to wipe out the whole army of this king? You say, isn't this too funny?"

The demon soldiers around him listened to what the boss said, and they all echoed and coaxed: "Hahaha, it's so funny! Kill him! He killed him......"

Suddenly, the war drums in the enemy formation shouted and shouted to the sky, and the sound spread throughout the entire war-torn mountain, and the momentum was not fierce.

For the first time in his life, Shui Ling'er faced such a grand war scene, and he faced it alone, but he was angry and angry, without fear, and the heroism exuded all over his body made him like a veteran who had been on the battlefield for a long time.

The demon soldiers formed an encirclement on the ground and slowly approached him.

Seeing that the encirclement was shrinking smaller and smaller, and when it was within the range of the bow and arrow, the Son of Heaven waved the flag and ordered loudly: "Release the arrow!"

Then, the "whoosh" of arrows from the bow was endless, and one by one the feathered arrows cut out the tail of a meteor, whistling towards him from all directions.

Shui Ling'er's face did not change, and he quickly recited the mantra of forgetting his heart in his heart, until he spit out the word "sword return" like a dragon exhaling, and then separated thousands of lights and shadows from his body.

These lights and shadows were the same as his movements at first, and when he flicked his wrist to unsheath the purple finger sky light sword, each light and shadow was already in his hand.

Shui Ling'er was surrounded by the phantom divine weapon he had refined with his forgetfulness technique, and when those feather arrows flew in front of him, they were all counterattacked by thousands of lightsabers.

I heard the screams of the demon soldiers all around, and under the counterattack of the phantom gods, the demon soldiers were injured by the arrows they shot out, and they fell down screaming.

"This ...... How can this kid named Shui Ling'er be so powerful?"

Seeing this, the Son of Heaven was shocked, and did not dare to despise him anymore, so he hurriedly ordered 20,000 air royal troops to rise into the air, and those flying demon soldiers were like ten thousand vultures, overwhelmingly pounced on him.

In an instant, there was a sword light and sword shadow in front of Luoyin Zhuyu, mixed with purple light, flying towards the enemy, and every time a purple light flashed, you could hear a scream of demon soldiers.

Not long after the battle, the stump and broken arm continued to fall from the sky, and Shui Ling'er commanded his phantom divine soldiers with ease, killing the demon soldiers like cutting melons and vegetables.

was fighting heartily, but there was a gong sound in his ears, and it was the son of heaven who ordered Ming Jin to withdraw his troops.

This time it was Shui Ling'er's turn to laugh, crossed his waist and said proudly: "I told you to know the current affairs, don't fight hard with the master and me, but you don't believe it, now you know how powerful the master is, right?"

Who knew that the thick and short fingers of the Son of Heaven pointed at him and said: "Shui Ling'er, you claim to be extremely brave, it is indeed not an exaggeration, this king really admires it." However, this king still has to remind you that you have been defeated!"

"Hmph, how can this be reasonable!Demon King, why do you stink like a fart when you speak?" Shui Ling'er sneered: "Your demon soldiers can't beat my light and shadow divine soldiers, so you dare to talk nonsense with your eyes open like this, do you have to ask me to cut off your head, are you willing to admit defeat?"

The Son of Heaven did not answer, but only snuggled his mouth contemptuously, pointed to his chest, spread out his other palm, and said, "Your heart has now left your heart and is in my hands, are you not defeated?" )