Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 3057
The battlefield is chaotic.

Filled with all kinds of voices.

There is the killing sound of the demons.

There are ridicules from the demons.

There is an order from the demons.

There are also human soldiers laughing, howling, roaring, shouting...

But in a small world centered on Xie Tian, ​​everything is completely quiet.

Everything is quiet...

He walked like a normal person, walked into the five Pomo hoods one after another, and walked out one after another.

After walking out of the fifth Pomo hood, he didn't seem to have any afterthoughts or even emotions about entering the five Pomo hoods...

Just like that, he flickered forward without looking back.

But seeing this scene, the time and space of all living beings stayed on the scene where he entered and exited in the five Pomo hoods.

The scenes kept going back and forth, firmly occupying their consciousness.

Knowing that Xie Tiantian is a kind of evil general, there is a feeling that his cognition has been subverted.

They saw...

When Xie Tian faced the Pomo hood for the first time, he felt helpless.

This kind of helplessness, even if it only lasted a few breaths, was then destroyed by him by means of force...

But this method also proves that there is no way to crack the pomo hood, starting from Xie Tian himself.

This point is also very in line with the evaluation of Dang Lu's first team before the battle.

No matter how strong the Dao ancestor is, he is absolutely helpless in the face of the stinky and shameless Pomo mask.

But what did they see?
Xie Tian easily entered the scene of the five Pomo hoods, just like five giant hands, squeezing towards their sea of ​​consciousness from different directions.

No.

Not just squeeze.

In the process of squeezing, these five dishonest giant hands are still ravaging their sea of ​​consciousness in various ways-kneading, twisting, rubbing, picking, pulling...

Let them have nothing to think about.

Of course, they couldn't even think about how Xie Tian treated Pomo as nothing.

Human sergeants are different.

Xie Tian is indeed dazzling.

But what makes him dazzling is not himself, but Angkor Angkor and Angkor behind him.

Therefore, the more ordinary Xie Tian's pretentious performance was, the more they admired and even worshiped Wu Tiao.

but……

Everything still has a limit.

The first time a single demon will die in the hands of Dao Ancestor Xie Tian, ​​they can understand the whole process.

The second time, they also understood that Wu Tiao made a time difference, so that the three kinds of demon generals had no time to cast Pomo Mantle.

But this third time...

They can't read it.

Press it with your hand...

Pomo hood opened?
What is this operation?
What is the principle?
Rao, the elite sergeant with the richest combat experience who has gone through countless battles between humans and demons, couldn't figure it out.

Of course, it's not just that I can't think of it...

They haven't even heard of it.

But at least they understand one thing -

"This, this is probably Angkor's killer, the trump card..."

"It can't be wrong, if it wasn't for that, that Xie Tian is not strong enough, let Brother Wu open his mouth to scold him, I'm afraid, I'm afraid he won't be able to use this move..."

"Just do it, no, don't let him down... I, I'll go, this, this is purely paving the way for that little Taoist ancestor to kill the demon general..."

"It should be like this, but I still have a doubt..."

"What doubt?"

"The target in Angkor's mouth, what does his niang mean?"

"I don't know, what I know is that Xie Tian's upskilling made Brother Wu so happy that he cried..."

……

Wu Tiao was indeed crying.

Just as he thought...

Tangtang Xie Shao wants to kill a demon general, what kind of target is needed there!
"The so-called target is just to deceive people! I have pity on me, Wu Tiao, who once again risked his life to cover for Xie Shao, I, I..."

Wu Tiao blinked his eyes, letting his tears flow out of his eyes as much as possible, it seemed that only in this way could the sadness in his heart be excreted along the tears.

"Young Master Xie, Young Master Xie, you don't even know how miserable I am..."

For Xie Tian...

Being able to live is not considered suffering.

Therefore, seeing that the demon generals lost their interest in killing Wu Tiao, he walked faster and further.

Three consecutive successes did not change the heaviness between his brows.

Even these three killings have already made him overwhelmed by the Demon Race's method of dealing with him - Pomo Hood.

For him who came out of the Buddha and Demon II, as long as he understands the principle of the pomo hood and wants to break it, it will be too simple.

It was so simple that he was helping him to control the passage in the strange space, so that the little bully who could let him flicker forward, couldn't help being speechless, and said something interesting.

But to put it bluntly...

What is a Pomo hood?
It's just a magic technique specially used by the demons to contain him.

And what is here?
It is a battlefield where thousands of demon generals and more than [-] human soldiers ruthlessly fight.

Zoom in again...

This is the place where nearly ten thousand kinds of demon generals and nearly one million human soldiers are fighting in full swing!

What is a mere trick?
And what is it to crack a mere technique?
so...

Xie Tian, ​​who was flickering towards the fourth target, took the time to glance at the battle situation, and the heaviness between his brows became a little more.

In the face of the general trend...

The power of any individual is small.

That's why the magic sound will directly attack aggressively after suffering two setbacks in a row.

No matter how evil you are, how can you defy the sky?

That's why Mu Zun let Feng Po, who is the best at handling affairs under his sect, enter Scorched Sun Valley as a Taoist slave.

If you can do things again, what's the point of being useless in the overall situation?
That's why the top leaders of the coalition army looked at Mu Zun with admiration and entrusted him with a heavy responsibility.

We don't promote talents like you, isn't that causing trouble for ourselves?

So even if the jade talisman of the message flew to Hunyuan Xianzong and Nantianmen's residence like snowflakes, Chu Mo's life was getting worse day by day.

Without Tyranny who can talk in the sect, and offending the head teacher, where the Hunyuan Immortal Sect shines, how can there be a place for you?

So Xie Tian looked heavy.

So Fengpo died first.

So Mu Zun is on the rise.

So Chu Mo lost his dog.

This is the general trend.

Under the general trend...

Everything is like ants.

The demon army has long been regarded as a consumable by Moyin, and its only use is to delay her time and turn things around.

Playing the same role is the human remnant army in Scorched Sun Valley.

But the weird thing is...

Even Gu Jianfeng himself didn't know, what use would it be to him to delay like this.

The sharpness of the four magic knives composed of nearly ten thousand kinds of magic generals was not beyond his imagination.

Therefore, the battle situation at this moment is exactly as he predicted before, losing steadily.

The only thing that is better is the road where Qinglian Xianbing is located.

But even so...

Qinglian Xianbing couldn't break through all the way, and could only barely maintain the front line without retreating.

And the other three...

Even on the road where Xie Tian was, the front line retreated under the rapid attrition of the remnant human army.

"Ah……"

Suddenly, Gu Jianfeng, who was sitting in the cave, sneered.

"No matter how hard you try, what's the point... After all, the one who can counterattack and come back can only be me, not you Lu Feiyang..."

(End of this chapter)