What a half-hit is, it's half-hit.

Half of it is where it is, which is the knees.

Compared to the team at the southern end, the north side was much smaller and quieter, and it seemed inconspicuous, and from the moment the baby's cry sounded, the five hundred demon cultivators advanced in silence, advanced, advanced, and advanced all the way to the feet of the demons, and not a single person made a move.

All the monks restrained their breath, and all the warriors were empty-handed, including the six Avatar monks, all of them kept the same speed, exceptionally neat, and of course the speed was relatively slow.

Before the Mortal and the Dirty Dao reached the most important point, they stopped three hundred miles away from the Demon Demon, and took advantage of the time when the Demon Cultivator was advancing to build a high platform, drawing a formation to open the bowl and ask for a hammer, as if they were still preparing to surpass the revenant, and the Great Ash and Fire Linglong stood guard in front of the stage to prevent accidents.

This arrangement is not only redundant, but also easy to make people dissatisfied; the distance of three hundred miles seems to be far away, and it is only three or five steps for the demons, and it cannot play a role in dodging at all; on the other hand, on such a battlefield, everyone should be prepared to "sacrifice", and the order of the Thirteen Lang to leave four strong opponents behind, it is inevitable that there will be suspicions.

"Rest assured, he's not that strong. ”

In the past few years, no matter what kind of orders are issued, Shisanro has never been willing to give even a single word of explanation. The results later proved that although this Mr. Shuangxiu, who spans the two domains, will make mistakes, he will always have a backup to make up for it, and he will not let the situation get completely out of control. With this belief, when Demon Xiu heard Thirteen Lang say this, instead of feeling inspired, his worries increased. Because they feel that this is a sign of the manager's scruples, and there is no absolute confidence in winning.

It's kind of ridiculous. The demon is more powerful than you can imagine, who dares to talk about what is certain?

During the march, the war in the south was in full swing, and the five hundred demons couldn't bear to see it when they saw their companions who had been fighting side by side for several years being slaughtered by the demons. Everyone felt angry and unbearable, and it was inevitable that their hearts would be cold.

"Then die. ”

At this point, the result of fighting and fleeing was no different, and they simply gave up their thoughts, and the five hundred demons thought silently, marching faster and faster, and at the same time becoming more silent.

"I'm serious. ”

Thirteen Lang was no different from the demons, his face turned blue. From time to time, there was a hint of fire in the depths of his eyes, and his heart was extremely unpeaceful. It's just that his voice is still calm, his expression is cold to cold, and he deliberately looks at the battlefield a few more times.

After that, he turned his head and said to the surroundings: "Above the god is called the habitat, and the demon should be more powerful than the habitat, but he is still the god." ”

This sentence is too obscure. Including the three masters, except for Meng Fanlin, one or two, others don't understand it at all.

While there's still time. Meng Fanlin said: "I heard that the old man heard that there is a god domain after turning into a god?"

Thirteen Lang nodded and replied, "I have seen the Divine Domain, and it is like being dominated in it, and the supernatural powers are all based on the other party's mind. If he's a habitat, we're dead. ”

Meng Fanlin asked again: "Sir, this demon has not broken the habitat, but it is stronger than the habitat?"

"Yes. ”

"Why?"

"Because strength can be clever. It's like a fish demon dominating the pool. The tiger laughs proudly at the hills, but the mountains can fill up even the ponds. The sea is enough to submerge the mountains and rivers, and the fish demon and tiger are no more than frogs at the bottom of the well. ”

"Reasonable. ”

Meng Fanlin thought about it seriously and said, "In this case, how can we win?"

Thirteen Lang said calmly: "Win the battle." ”

Meng Fanlin smiled bitterly and said, "Sir is really good at speaking." ”

Thirteen Lang habitually wanted to laugh, and the corners of his mouth moved twice, and finally revealed a terrifying murderous intent. One word said: "Concentrating the power of ten avatars in one person is enough to deal with the habitat monks; gathering a hundred avatars in one can crush the habitat like ants; although the demon has a hundred people, he is not a habitat, so he can fight." ”

Listened to this. Meng Fanlin was thoughtful, if he realized, he didn't say anything again for a while.

The truth is actually not difficult to understand. Hundreds of millions of demon mosquitoes are gathered together because of the ghosts, which is equivalent to having a power far beyond that of the gods, but their essence has not changed, and they are still gods. The essence of a mountain is still a stone, as long as those piles of stones are dug out piece by piece and broken with a hammer, the mountain will turn into ashes, and of course it can be destroyed. On the contrary, if the mountain is tempered by thunder and forged into a much smaller piece of steel than the original, and then smashed with a hammer, it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

"But step up, he said it himself, and it's growing every minute. ”

"Ants move mountains, old decay understands. ”

"Nope. We don't need to move mountains, but we need to make holes in them, and it will collapse on its own. ”

"Then let's fight!"

Hiding on the side of the rare opening, the probe took the bow and stood still, buckled the string and was ready to go.

"Hide here, I wish you a triumphant journey. ”

"Definitely. ”

The roar of the demon sounded just in time, and Thirteen Lang raised his face into the air, looked at the heavy black shadow above his head that seemed to be crushed at any time, raised his hand, and slashed with force like a knife.

"Half a hit!"

"Kill!"

Five hundred figures rose into the air, five hundred Dao Minghua's eyes flashed, and then five hundred. A thousand Soul Breaker spears unleashed at the same time, with vengeful roars and flames, and pounced on the same target: the knee.

At the same time, there was a sound of a bang and a sneer in the distance, as if the heavenly drum shook the underworld, and it was like a dragon shuttling through the nine heavens.

"The Buddha is compassionate and relieves the suffering of all beings"

"True human law, subduing the world-weary demons"

Urged by the supreme true power, the Sanskrit sound was sung on the battlefield, and the human race was all vibrate, on the contrary, the body of the demon trembled slightly, the eyes and four pupils appeared confused for a moment, and the movements of the hands and feet paused for a moment.

A moment, that's enough!

The battle started, but there was not much intense feeling, on the contrary, it seemed very simple, so simple that it was unbelievable.

Fighting against the Underworld, the Terrans have one of the biggest and only advantages, whether they are attacking from a distance or in close combat, they can concentrate their firepower on one place. In other battlefields, this situation would not have happened at all; imagine hundreds or thousands of people attacking the same target, let alone fighting, and they would not be able to stand still.

The demon is too big, too big to do it all, too big to hold enough people, enough magic weapons. Enough supernatural powers and fists and kicks, including the Soul Breaker Spear, of course.

A nail is driven into a stone 100 meters wide, or only a small hole can be driven out, and there is a crack in the top side, and a thousand nails are driven into this stone, and the stone will be torn apart. The legs of the demon are more than 100 meters, and the demon cultivator shoots more than a thousand nails. It's a hundred thousand.

100,000 nails and 100,000 spears, the combined power is not weaker than the sword array, but unlike the previous collision, the demon did not expect these five hundred ants to have such a powerful attack, let alone that someone would overtake the undead's spell to cast on him, of course, more importantly, his attention was attracted by the much more fierce team at the southern end, and he couldn't spare his hand for the time being.

Three thousand demon cultivators, dozens of primordial infants, plus seven gods fighting for their lives. If you can't even contain the demons, you don't need to continue this battle.

Five hundred rays of light lit up twice, and one of the knees of the demon turned into a sieve, shining with wisps of light.

Three arrows flew in quick succession, and three cones swirled down the hole into the demons, stirring up and crushing them. Strangling, wringing out three huge holes.

A figure flew through the air. What he was holding in his hand was not a powerful magic weapon, but a seven-zhang long knife. The speed of man and knife is so terrifying that it almost follows the tail of the bow and arrow and shoots in, just like the monkey who likes to burrow into other people's stomachs and make trouble.

After that, the demon howled violently. Get down on one knee!

That's all.

From the issuance of the half-hit order to the time when the demon was heavily injured and kneeling on the terrain like worship, it took no more than three breaths.

The change in the situation came so quickly that people didn't have time to react, and the group of cultivators at the southern end were still struggling between life and death, and the seven masters had not yet been able to stabilize their figures. There was another earth-shattering roar in the north.

"Twist your feet!" Meng Fanlin was the first to cast a spell, and the target was not the demon itself, but the amputated half of the leg. Losing connection, that leg is nothing more than a bunch of ownerless demon mosquitoes, properly eliminated.

"Gouge out your eyes!" Hidden snort then sounded, flying with the arrow towards the Immortal's eyes. Kneeling down means getting shorter, which was not as good as before, but now it is in the range of Chinck, and it is the strongest to attack it.

"Kill!" The demon was merciful, and the barbarian was the first to notice the abnormal changes on the battlefield, and at the same time, he also saw the people from the north clearly, and opened his voice with all his strength to wake up the demons in panic.

"Kill!" the gun king responded, losing the iron gun but not reducing his bravery, and volleyed upside down.

"Kill!" Of the three thousand demon cultivators, only half of them were left who could fight again, and at this moment, their eyes were red, and they turned over and went up again.

"Little fat man, don't forget to dig your crotch!"

It was the voice of the big ash, and he couldn't go to the battlefield in person, and the god donkey never forgot his killing moves, and desperately reminded the Tianxin who was with Thirteen Lang. According to his thoughts, with the Tianxin Toad being highly poisonous, with its agile posture and the agility of that long tongue, there is every chance to go straight to the point and deal a fatal blow to the Underworld.

"Quack!" Chubby screamed twice in anger and disappeared somewhere on the demon's body, disappearing in an instant.

"Oh, little fat man, you dare not listen to me, God cut you"

"Dirty, shut up!" the Fire Maiden slapped the big gray on the head, slapping him on the heel.

"Fierce woman!" the donkey turned over and jumped up, and in a blink of an eye, a flattering and smiling face bowed his head.

"People just say that, look at you. ”

"Roar!"

Roaring into the sky, the demon seemed to be crazy, waving his palm on his thigh and beating and beating, and even turning into claws and tearing desperately. Even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't believe that he would encounter such a thing, and someone actually got into his body, like a sharp knife, killing all the way to the heart.

The death of the body of the underworld is like the underworld, and it is an exaggeration to say that it is a simplified version of the underworld. How can anyone survive in such an environment and still be alive and kicking?

"Who are you!"

How to deal with that worm? The demon thought about it vigorously, and suddenly there was a chanting in the distance, which was ineffective against people, but only oppressed it. There was a sudden shock in his mind, and he actually forgot what he was thinking just now, and then there was a sharp pain in his body, and a violent wave was set off around him at the same time, and thousands of divine powers came again.

"Buddha"

"Get out!"

Roaring or roaring, embarrassed or humiliated, the demon yelled to get out, but he lay down on the ground first, rolled over. As mentioned before, the demon is too big to be able to defeat the enemy by rolling around without casting a spell.

The rolling demon rolls on the mountain, and the demons change color and have no time to dodge, but one person comes and goes freely.

In the secret place, the spirit poked its head out of the ground, holding four iron chains, and quietly hid towards the altar

(To be continued......)