On the fifth day of Mengqiu, the wind was light and the weather was cloudy.

Before the start of the Second Battle of Yinshan.

And when the hour had passed, the sky was still dark. It wasn't the darkness of the night, but the sky was covered with a thick layer of black and gray mist, as if it had rotted.

According to the epic, from this day until the end of the "Battle of Twilight", the sky never lit again.

As time passed, the hearts of the coalition soldiers became more and more like this black and gray sky, full of haze.

The enemy troops, who had arrived at the end of the night, had stood still fifty miles away, and the air was so turbid that they could not see the situation on the other side.

The enemy army does not move, our army does not move, this is the death order of Zhuge Ming and Qing.

But every moment that passes, that invisible pressure of death makes people live like years.

"Your Majesty, the morale of the soldiers is declining. "At the entrance of Yin Mountain, the coalition forces were lined up in sects, the demon clan was in the middle, and the army commander Gu Shilou spoke softly to Su Fu.

In this crucial battle, Su Fu could no longer retain his strength.

"The widow knows. Su Fu nodded.

"The alliance leader's method may work," Gu Shilou said euphemistically, "but it will be obviously unfavorable to the soldiers of our clan." I don't know if the alliance leader has fully considered such a scheduling. ”

Needless to say, Su Fu also felt a constraint, a constraint that he couldn't do as he wanted. Unlike the two wars of the Qing and Lu wars and the attack on the Demon God Palace, the alliance is like a ship, and the demon clan is like a person with excellent water nature, although everyone is concentrated on one ship, and each has a clear division of labor, it can resist the storm well, but it does not give full play to the excellent characteristics of water nature, which makes people feel constrained.

Su Fu's gaze was on the opposite side, and due to the high terrain of the coalition army's position, he could see the enemy's front line. However, the front battle was also full of solemn and cold-faced ghost soldiers, standing like zombies one by one, and they couldn't see anything at all.

However, Su Fu had an impulse in his heart, an impulse to fight.

"I, am I eager to fight?" he closed his eyes and carefully experienced, and a surging battle intent naturally appeared in his heart.

This is the will to resist that is aroused by the turbidity of the other side.

However, after this careful experience, he felt something different. It's not just his will, it's also the will of the entire demon clan, and they're all eager to fight just like Su Fu.

Even though they would be afraid, they would be afraid, but they still craved battle and blood, and the racial blood in their bones was boiling all the time, forcing them to rush forward and tear apart the enemy.

If it weren't for the long years of drills and the formation of an iron law of military orders, I'm afraid the demon clan would have broken out long ago.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Su Fu's ears sounded like a thunderclap like a heart's voice, and he turned around and held up Manju Sahua, and a wonderful emotion welled up from the bottom of his heart, boiling like oil and wild like a dragon.

The flying sword seemed to sense the mood of its master, and suddenly let out a trembling sound. The sound is sharp and piercing, full of golden iron horses, rusty grandeur, and a kind of splendor that is defeated but firmly believes in brilliance.

Everyone was attracted by this sword sound, and they looked over, only to see Su Fu holding the flying sword high, not knowing what to do.

Zhuge Mingqing, who was standing at the top, also looked at it, and suddenly there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart, as if the storm he longed for, the storm that tore the dark sky apart, had already blown in.

No one knows how much pressure he was under. He was more terrified than anyone present. Because of the relationship between Taoism and the true realm. He knew that the ghost brake was deliberately delaying, just to let the coalition army collapse without a fight. But he couldn't move, not because he didn't want to move, but because he couldn't move.

Zhuge Xiaolou beside him noticed that Zhuge Mingqing's body seemed to be trembling, and couldn't help grabbing his arm and exclaiming, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Do you feel it?" Zhuge Mingqing showed an inexplicable smile, "Demon Clan, that's right, Demon Clan is the trend I need, that's how it feels......"

"The demon clan will never compromise!" Suddenly, a high-pitched shout came from below, and the cheer rumbled like thunder, and the afterglow was endless.

"Yes, it's Lord Demon Emperor...... Zhuge Xiaolou was stunned, he couldn't have imagined that Su Fu, who had a bland, would shout such a passionate slogan.

Not only did she not expect it, but all the monks, including all the demon clans, all had surprised expressions.

"What is this doing?" said the monk scoffing, "is it funny?"

The monks began to whisper and secretly laugh, and these people, because they were jealous of Su Fu's aura, had to belittle him mercilessly in their hearts when he did something inappropriate, so as to gain a balance in their hearts.

But the demon clan is different, Su Fu is a god-like existence in their hearts.

Just as Su Fu couldn't suppress the surging emotions, why didn't they have them in their hearts?

Stimulated by the desire to fight and blood, their feelings are extremely strong.

Like Su Fu, they held their weapons high, and the blood in their bodies burned, pushing their fanatical emotions to send out the most boiling roar in their lives:

"The demon clan will never compromise!"

The surging sound converged into an earth-shattering thunderbolt, like thunder on the ground, which stunned everyone.

Not only that, but the wonderful emotions that arose in Su Fu's heart spread along the sound and spread to everyone.

A strange feeling of shame and blood suddenly rose in the hearts of those monks who secretly laughed and slandered, as if something was about to burst through their throats.

And that's just the beginning.

After the sound spread throughout the army, it did not dissipate, but reversed back, visible to the naked eye, forming waves of air tides and forming a huge whirlpool in the sky above Su Fu.

The whirlpool swirled and spat out a tornado, engulfing Manju Sawa.

Zheng!

There was another piercing sword roar, and a sword light shot up into the sky with Manzhu Sawa as the core, knocking out a big hole in the black and gray sky, and the sunlight poured down from the hole, shining warmly on everyone's faces.

"The alliance will never compromise!" a louder, more enthusiastic shout than before, came out of Su Fu's mouth again.

No one laughed at it this time, and everyone's mood was the same as Su Fu's, and the blood in their bodies burned.

"The alliance will never compromise!"

The sound that was ten times more terrifying than before completely engulfed Su Fu.

There was a slight commotion in the army of Scorched Prison fifty miles away.

The sword light that connected the heavens and the earth became thicker and stronger under the blessing of the surging sound, turning into a sword like a giant pillar that supported the sky, a giant sword that could be smashed even in the sky.

Su Fu clenched Manzhu Sawa and suddenly turned around and slashed down.

The sky shattered in an instant.

PS: Anyway, let me clarify here, if there are children's shoes that play wow, please don't sit in the right seat~~~ Moreover, a long time ago, the tribe in white was played: "Orcs will never compromise, and I will eventually be king!"