Chapter 114: Ups and downs

As soon as Bao Dingtian rushed to the city, the demons and birdmen were in chaos, this Xuanxian demon who has always been known for his retribution and ruthlessness in the fairy world is even more terrifying than the demon clan of thousands of golden immortals. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info He didn't use any magic weapons, but his claws, his feet, his head, and even his mouth, every part of his body became the most terrifying weapon, and one after another majestic spiritual power crisscrossed the air, whether it was a demon or a birdman, no matter what trick he hit, he was killed on the spot.

What's even more terrifying is that this guy with a full eight demon bloodlines not only fully inherited the eight racial talents, but also inherited the innate murderous nature in the bloodline, and what he likes most is to use his physical strength to tear all the enemies in front of him to pieces. His body swam in the air at high speed, bringing up afterimages, kicking out with a volley, more than a dozen demon marshals exploded into a mass of fine flesh and blood, and with a punch, thousands of demon warriors turned into a mass of flesh at the same time, and the claws probed, and a demon king was torn into two pieces by him, black blood splattered everywhere, and black intestines and stomachs flowed everywhere. This guy is simply the craziest killing machine, and even the most ferocious demons are beyond the reach of the dust.

With a roar of anger, countless demon birdmen did not advance but retreated, rushing towards Bao Dingtian, and pounced on the fierce attack like a torrential rain. But whether it is a magic weapon or spiritual power, it is a lightsa sword attack, and a few zhang away from it encountered an extremely tough cover, hula rebounded back, not only could not even touch Bao Dingtian's hair, but also the attack that bounced back flew around, and there was a round of 360 degree covering blows without dead ends in thousands of zhang around, at least thousands of demon birdmen screamed and exploded in the air.

"Grandma's, Lao Tzu has his own divine power to protect his body!" The long hairs on Bao Dingtian's open chest moved for a while, like the grass swept by a hurricane, "Playing this with Lao Tzu?" ”

There were more and more demon birdmen encircling it, forming a huge cocoon-like encirclement, trapping Bao Dingtian in the center and launching an attack that forgot to die. Bao Dingtian's body turned into a ball of streamers, rushing left and right in the crowd of demon birds, and his fists and feet were howling miserably, and tens of thousands of demons and birdmen couldn't even attack within a radius of ten zhang from him, so they exploded into clouds of flying ashes.

Bao Dingtian distracted himself, crisscrossing in the ground enemy array, fighting a lot, and even took the surrounding encirclement, constantly colliding around, and a large area of the demon and birdman arrays was chaotic because of this. With Bao Dingtian as the center, more than 5,000 of the most combat-effective demon assault teams around them followed this circle around, rushing the center of the southern formation of the demons and birdmen into chaos, attracting a large number of demons and birdmen to their side.

At the same time, the 10,000-person assault team also began to make trouble in the depths of the enemy's formation, and with Bao Dingtian in the center, plus the tens of millions of assault teams of the two wings and three divisions under the command of Hou Renzhi continued to strangle, and a large number of demons and birdmen began to explode and collapse.

All the actions combined, the murderous aura around Sun Moon City and the brilliance continued to flicker, they did not directly respond to or assist the various departments of Haotianmen, but their continuous impact attracted more and more enemies, and the pressure on the defenders in the city was greatly relieved, and the two million monks gradually gained a firm foothold, no longer in the precarious state they were in at the beginning.

The same thing is happening in every warband at the same time. Those reinforcements that almost fell from the sky, maybe the specific combat methods were different, maybe the direction of the impact was different, maybe the subtle formation changes were different, but in each battle group, they both effectively attacked the local camp, strangled the demons and birdmen, and attracted countless enemies to their side little by little, and the millions of monks who were besieged finally got a chance to breathe.

As if sensing that he had made a fatal mistake, the fourteen-winged birdman at the center of the battlefield flickered with his wings of light and began to shout angrily in mid-air, his voice sharp and piercing people's eardrums.

No one could understand what he was teaching, but everyone noticed that in the midst of this burst of sharp screams, groups of demons and birdmen began to launch desperate attacks. On the five battlefields in the east, west, south, south, and middle, all the demons and birdmen seemed to have suddenly been injected with stimulants, roaring, and launched wave after wave of fierce attacks on the Haotianmen monks who were besieged in the middle of the battle group, as well as several commandos who broke into the formation.

The demons and birdmen, who accounted for about one-third of the total, ignored the opponent's all-out onslaught, and pounced on it wave after wave, using their bodies to block the spiritual power and magic weapon attacks in the sky, and launched a crazy attack on the five teams that besieged it. In a burst of explosions, the bodies of more than half a million demons and millions of birdmen turned into ashes.

Their sacrifice brought nothing more than a slight delay in the opponent's offensive. But it was just such a little delay, but more of the bird-man demons got out, completely divided into two fronts, completely separated the inner and outer war groups, and then launched an unprecedented fierce onslaught.

At the same time, the fourteen-winged birdman sent a large number of demons and birdmen around him to various battlefields on the periphery to assist in encirclement and blocking.

On the battlefield, the battle lines of the two sides were intertwined and intertwined, and there was chaos.

The intention of this fourteen-winged birdman is very obvious, that is, to desperately prevent the reinforcements who have joined the battlefield and delay as much time as possible, while in the inner circle, he will use the strong strength advantage to kill and injure the opponent as much as possible, and strive to completely crush the opponent in a short time, and then turn back to form an encirclement of the peripheral enemy, and finally solve it in one fell swoop.

I have to say that such a change is very sensible and effective. In a short period of time, the Haotianmen monks, who had just recovered a little bit of strength, fell into a bitter battle again, and although the peripheral reinforcement assault team was able to kill and injure a large number of enemies, the pace of progress finally slowed down a little bit.

The battlefield situation once again fell into an extremely unfavorable situation for Haotianmen.

But what no one knew was that tens of thousands of miles away from the west of the battlefield, in the Yaotai Moyuzhou, Lei Dong was staring at the Xuanguang Mirror, the fourteen-winged birdman suspended in the air with a sneer on his face.

In the entire fairy world, maybe only him, plus Jing Jing and Shui Yao Xian, can understand what the birdman is saying. Although they don't know why the birds speak the pure language of the Minian Federation, they were able to understand the command and arrangement of the birdman in advance, although it was only a short time in advance, but for Lei Dong, it was enough to know the changes of the opponent a little bit in advance!

The demons and birdmen around the fourteen-winged birdman are decreasing because they are being thrown into the battlefield again and again, and now there are almost only birdmen left around him.

"You say, is it time for me to strike?" Lei Dong turned his head, looked at Jing Jing and Shui Yaoxian, and then at Mu Qingyuan and Long Jiu, "If you go out at this time, the sense of mystery and majesty is enough, right?" Do you want to wear a golden armor and step on the seven-colored auspicious clouds to feel like a hero of the world? ”

Shui Yaoxian smiled and said nothing, quietly but rolled her beautiful eyes: "Virtue!" Then her face calmed down, and she said in a deep voice, "Be careful." ”

Lei Dong got up with a smile, looked deeply at the quiet and said, "Don't worry, I will-General Reserve, follow me!" ”

This battle of unprecedented scale has been full of ups and downs from the beginning, with both sides battling wits and courage, relying on each other, and the tide of the battle is constantly changing. For a while, it was the demons and the birdmen who had the absolute upper hand, and it seemed that they could defeat their opponents in a moment; For a while, it was a divine soldier descending from the sky, impacting the demon clan's large array into chaos, and the immortal clan seemed to have a little hope; But then, the rapid response of the demons and the birdmen made this seed of hope completely stifled before it germinated.

The twists and turns of the battle situation made the hearts of the high-level leaders of the various sects in the Xuanwu Academy's main hall rise to mid-air for a while, and then fall to the bottom for a while, and their faces kept changing. The demons reacted quickly, carried out orders resolutely, and blocked their opponents with no regard for their lives, making them change color in shock. Can you cope with such changes? Perhaps, before he could react, the demons and birdmen in the sky had already swallowed themselves in one gulp, and there was no scum left to eat.

And now, their faces are becoming more and more grim. Because they have already discovered that although they are still insisting on fighting to the death, the Haotianmen monks have fallen into an extremely dangerous situation. The only thing that can be gambled on now is whether the Haotianmen monks in the inner circle will be the first to collapse, or the reinforcements on the periphery will be the first to break through the resistance of the demons and birdmen. If it is the latter, then there is one last glimmer of hope in the battle situation, if it is the former...... The top brass no longer dared to think about it.

Among so many people, only the two old men with the highest cultivation were Old Man Nishan and Ao Lie, and even Elder Lu and others from Haotianmen kept changing. The two leaders of the human race and the demon race have always been very indifferent, the picture in the Xuanguang mirror, and the rapidly changing situation on the battlefield have not made the expressions of the two of them change at all, and everything seems to be under control. Especially the old man Nishan, even the clumsy teacup in his hand has never left his hand, and the calm and wise eyes, which at first glance look empty but are actually full of wisdom, glance at the main hall from time to time, as if nothing is in his eyes, and as if nothing is beyond his expectations.

Is this confident?

The indifferent expression of the old man Nishan, with a strange and reassuring power, made the mood of the high-level leaders calm down a little bit, and they began to think continuously: Could it be that the battlefield situation is not completely hopeless? Could there be any sudden variables? If so, where, and when will this variable occur?