The Demon Realm Coalition has already set up a position on the flat ground. Within the entire range of dozens of miles, the largest area was occupied by patches of black cavalry, wriggling like ants on the move. But in fact, they were marching very fast, and they were spreading out their formation at great speed, preparing to attack the Sleeping Mountain.

Most of these cavalrymen rode scaly animals about the size of horses commonly used in the human world, such as crocodiles, monitor lizards, pythons, and even turtles.

In the five genera of the demon world, the scales, hair, scales, feathers, and kunzhong, the scales often do not need to be cultivated, and naturally wild have quite strong bodies, and the mind is weak, easy to be tamed, so it is often used as animal power by the clan demon family.

However, the animal power of the demon world in southern Xinjiang is very different from that of the dust tribe in northern Xinjiang. The demon clan tamed these beasts as foot strength or flying tools, unlike the dust tribe in northern Xinjiang, who used the tamed demon clan as a weapon for battle and an intermediary for cultivation, and was almost completely linked to themselves.

One of them is the famous "Tianchi Black Rider" sent by the Crane Clan. They all rode black-scaled monitor lizards, spears in their hands, and moved forward as fast as a moving reed.

The Blue Antelope people under the rule of the Crane Clan also have strict military discipline, and the troops of this army are all relying on the general's password to transmit the sound, which is neat and uniform, and the birds are silent.

The other miscellaneous races are not necessarily the same, and their only benefit is that there are many. Densely packed with ethnic groups from various tribes, subordinate tribes of tribes, affiliated tribes of affiliated tribes, and other ethnic groups from affiliated tribes.

There are a variety of mounts, weapons of different shapes, and the owners of mounts and weapons are also of different shapes, like a rare animal exhibition. Most of them were coerced, and many of the thugs came in high spirits to kill people, set fires and loot them.

But in this huge formation, the most conspicuous thing was the hundreds of fire-scaled beasts that were red and blind. Although this clan is a scaly genus, it is not a tamed animal, but a clan demon that has been passed down from generation to generation.

They were huge, and each of them was seven or eight zhang long, three zhang wide, and three zhang high, like a small mountain. Their bodies were covered with huge scales that glowed red like red-hot iron, and four cylindrical legs supported their massive bodies, slowly advancing step by step.

The heads of these giants were not large, but they had a trunk similar to that of an elephant, but much shorter, with a barrel-like nose sticking out of the way throughout. They can spew powerful fireballs from their noses, known as fireball cannons, and are one of the most fearsome weapons in the demon world.

They feed on lava and live in the depths of lava-filled crypts, where they are not in a fight. Unfortunately, the beast core of this type of creature was found to be the best external medicine for cultivating the true qi of the fire practice, even surpassing the "Burning Sun Fire Fern". As a result, they were constantly hunted by Terran monks.

Although it seems to be huge in size and the power of the fireball cannon is extremely impressive, it moves extremely slowly. You just cut off its tail, and it takes him a few breaths to feel the pain, and then a small half a column of incense before he can turn his head. It was a breeze for the nimble Terran monks to hunt down such a stupid creature.

As a result, within a thousand years of the discovery of this creature by the Terran monks, this race, which had flourished in various crypts, was on the verge of extinction. In the end, the Ghost Owl gave them a crypt they controlled in the Demon Realm for free as a breeding ground, and a few of them survived.

Everything has a price. Usually they are safe and sound, and they just enjoy the lava in the crypt. In this kind of war, of course, they have to come out without hesitation to help the suzerain's clan and even act as cannon fodder.

At the same time, the sky was densely filled with troops, like a swarm of locusts, almost darkening the otherwise bright sky.

The Demon Race does not have a powerful magic boat like the Terrans, such as the "Heaven Crossing Fire Ship". Because the flying crocodile that the demon clan often uses for flying is too bulky and only suitable for carrying people, it has no attack power. And the demon race is not as good at making magic weapons as the human race.

But there are many clan demons in the demon world who are good at flying. Although they are not very powerful in the air, they are mobile and agile and numerous. Like a swarm of locusts attacking frantically, the deterrent effect is not small.

In addition to the Flying Army of the Crane Clan, the Wanliu Valley tribe of the Ghost Owl, and the Bahrain tribe, the overwhelming flock of crows, various variegated feathers, and even bats with only flesh wings have all been pulled here to gather here.

And in the center of the entire sky, under the heavy protection of the ghost owls, there is a huge flying crocodile carrying a black flying pod, slowly hovering in the air.

This hundred-step-long, thirty-forty-pace-wide capsule is made entirely of black, mellow and heavy ebony, like a hollowed-out attic. It has no walls on all sides, no roof on top, and has three floors, each with a delicate polished floor and a carved fence.

Many maids and servants were busy on the first and second floors. And in the middle of the third floor was a large chair, on which the high-spirited Night King was sitting. In front of him was a large rectangular table. Kings from all tribes sat at the tables according to their different statuses. Everyone was lined with meat, fruit, and wine. Their retinue sat behind them, slightly away from the table.

Although at high altitude, the flying crocodile flies smoothly. The wind in the air is unavoidable, but there are prohibitions around the flight capsule. The fierce high-altitude wind blew in, and it became a cool breeze.

The Night King was looking around. The sky was clear, cloudless, and as clear as a piece of blue glass. The sun rises three poles, spitting out thousands of rays of light, and the whole east can only see a bright piece of daylight. Under the blue sky, the air and the ground are full of troops, and as long as he gives an order, he can go forward and crush the invincible Sleeping Mountain.

It was difficult to say whether the divine soul under this heroic young body was the young genius Wu Yu of the Five Elements Sect, or the ancient powerful Night King who had been suppressed for ten thousand years.

As Wu Yu, he was able to lead a large army and come to this peak of power in the demon world, which made his heart boil.

Thinking about how difficult it was to get ahead in the Five Elements Sect back then, facing the squeeze of those young geniuses of the same age as him! Even his favorite woman was just used as a tool for cultivation by the family.

And now, not only has he already married Leng Lingqiu, but he also wants to take her to the throne of the Demon Emperor, and from then on he will be on an equal footing with the invincible Kunyuan Emperor in the Thick Earth City of Shenzhou...... It's really unbearable to look back on the past, but today I am full of pride.

It's a pity that Leng Lingqiu is not here. Of course, he longed to take this favorite Taoist companion with him to enjoy the glory of conquering the demon realm. It's just a battlefield where dangers lurk. So he left Leng Lingqiu in the safe Wanliu Valley. At this time, he inevitably had a regret that he couldn't let his lover witness his ambition in his heart.

As the Night King, he was suppressed by the Lingyuan Sect's Ren Xiu and the Tree Emperor Mu Xun for 10,000 years, how could this revenge not be avenged? Now he led the coalition army to attack Mu Xun's lair and destroy his descendants. After unifying the demon world, he will go deep into the human world to destroy the Spirit Source Sect and unify the Dongsheng Divine Continent, which is really a happy revenge!

He really wanted to laugh three times in the direction of the Sleeping Mountain in this long sky. It's a pity that the battle situation is far from the point where the final word is reached. He could only hold back the infinite pride in his heart, silently, retracted his gaze, and turned his head back to the red leaf sitting on the right side of him.

"The hour has come, let's strike. ”

"Yes!"

The ghost owl saintess Momiji was dressed in a dark red short suit, a purple silk silk was tied around her waist, a pair of Ugin bracers were tightly tied around her wrists, and linen leggings were tied at her ankles, which highlighted her graceful figure. Her hair was tied by many thin red ropes, tightly coiled on her head, with only a few bangs in front of her forehead, and her eyes were like stars, and her posture was heroic.

As soon as she stood up, a pair of large wings formed like countless Ugin blades spread out behind her, and a sharp aura spread out in her face.

She held a bright jade slip in her hand, and flew hard, flying high in front of the flying crocodile, and raised the jade slip in her hand above her head. Suddenly, the jade slip shone brightly, emitting a strong purple light. Under the blue sky and white sun, a purple star was lit up. Intense divine thoughts shot out from this star and spread in all directions.

Although everyone can feel the divine thoughts emitted by this jade slip, most people only feel a chaotic consciousness. Only those generals who have the ability to receive jade slips on them will receive the correct military orders. But the orders they could decipher were limited to those parts of their own forces that should be carried out.

In almost the same way, they used the herald Yu Jian to break down the general's order and pass it on to their subordinates.

Heaven and earth seem to have become a huge chessboard, and every soldier on the battlefield is just a chess piece. Under the military order of Momiji, they began to change their formations in a regular manner, moving separately.

But there was always silence on the opposite side of them. Except for the lush forests that covered the entire mountain, not only was there not a single person, but not even a single bird appeared.