Let you be a proton, you chase the empress of the enemy country?

Chapter 300 Keep?Keep a fart!If you persuade me to fight, I will kill you by force
Ten miles north of the human city.

The army of millions of monsters has been divided into seven waves and ready to go.

They have carried out this kind of saturated siege countless times, and each time they fought extremely fiercely. After exchanging lives with the human army, they returned without success. It has been repaired.

too fast.

They are too fast.

The seven demon saints all had a toothache. They were watching the battles with Ying Wuji in all the previous battles. On the one hand, they wanted to restrain Ying Wuji so that he would not enter the battlefield, because Ji Hong said that Ying Wuji fought alone. Ji may only rank in the middle among the demon saints. Once he enters the commanding army, even the strongest demon saints can hardly hold a candle to him.

On the other hand, they want to use the crushing scene to make Ying Wuji slide and kneel as soon as possible.

result.

Ying Wuji showed no sign of slipping and kneeling.

Instead, they wanted to kneel a little bit.

The cooperation between the various arms of the human army is simply beyond the reach of the monster race.

They are very angry, obviously the monster clan has more arms, and their advantages are all innate, but the effect they play is not full of monsters.

Terrans are all the same size, but they can execute a variety of tactics, and even the most vulnerable archers and artillerymen can be fully protected.

Actually figured it out.

But can't learn.

nest fire.

But this smoldering can come to an end.

Because today's battle will surely succeed.

just.

Several demon saints were quite disturbed.

Because... In this battle, there is a high possibility that one of them will die.

The army of the monster clan is saturated, so it doesn't matter the distribution of troops. There are not so many strong men of the same level as the seven great saints of the monster clan. They only need to destroy one city to win, so seven saints attack seven cities with the highest winning rate style of play.

But how will the Terrans respond?

With Kunpeng's corpse, the human side can completely decide how to deploy their troops with masters.

No matter which city Ying Wuji chooses, the demon saint who attacks this city will face great pressure.

If the top three demon saints are okay, at most it will become more difficult.

But if it is a demon saint who is at the back, it is really life-threatening.

In other words.

This battle must be won.

But if you are unlucky, the demon saint may fall.

When they first decided to attack the city in this way, the three lower-ranked monster clan saints expressed a little panic.

Although they all thought that it was unlikely that Ying Wuji would pick a weak persimmon, after all, it would be easy to break the city.

but……

What if?
Fortunately, Chijiri Mahou thought of a countermeasure, that is, no matter who is killed in battle, the other six saints will try their best to support the group of the deceased, and use demon yuan to help his descendants cultivate, so as to keep their position as demon saints.

He even took out a drop of original essence blood on the spot.

In the end, the seven great sages took out a drop of original essence blood and refined a demon blood pill as compensation for those who died in battle.

The Yaoxue Dan refined by the seven demon saints is truly a divine item for the demon clan.

in this way.

Sending death can give you peace of mind.

Of course, if you can't die, it's better not to die.

They didn't think that Ying Wuji would pick weak persimmons, because defending the city was his top priority.

Even if you really want to pick up soft persimmons, there are still so many demon kings and monsters in the demon clan!

"Om~"

All the Yaozu's heads buzzed.

Then the voice of the Chijiri Horse Monkey reached their ears.

"send troops!"

……

Seven cities.

It's like seven blind boxes.

Before the soldiers approach the city, no one knows who their opponent is.

One command.

Seven waves of monsters attacked the city together, and the familiar sound of cannons rang out again, making the eyes of several demon saints twitch.

There is no trace of a human saint, and it seems that they really plan to counterattack.

The golden-winged roc watched the little demons fall to the ground one after another under the cover of artillery fire, and couldn't help frowning slightly. It was all these wastes who were too useless to make their own flying troops unable to support themselves.

Seeing his grandson being shot through the wings by an arrow, he couldn't bear it anymore.

There was a loud cry.

He completely showed his original shape, with a wingspan of three feet, as if covering the sky and covering the sun, he flew towards the city wall with the strong wind.

Peng's beak turned into several phantoms, and rushed towards the cannons on the city wall. Although the cannons were strong, they were only ordinary iron, and it was easy for him to destroy them.

But never thought.

They were blocked by black iron shields that appeared out of thin air one by one.

There was only a loud bang.

The black iron shield turned into powder.

"Ok?"

The golden-winged roc raised its head and saw an old man with gray hair.

It looks very ordinary, even a little thin, the kind that can't get enough to eat normally, and it doesn't look like a master at all.

This old man, he has seen.

I saw it in the portrait given by Ji Hong.

Wu asked.

The Mohist sage, the former Mohist master, has been stuck in the realm of enlightenment for decades. When he led a group of Mohists to work a few years ago, he finally achieved the position of saint.

Admired by all.

But in his eyes, he is a real dish dog.

Ji Dong, the former ink sage, is only comparable to the great sage of the Moyou monster race. How powerful can such an old waste who has been suppressed by Ji Dong for decades and can only emerge after Ji Dong dies?

Hey!
Picked a soft persimmon.

I am afraid that I will make the first contribution to this siege.

He looked at Wu Wen and asked, "Apart from Ji Dong, have any of your human saints been killed in public?"

Wu Wen replied kindly with a smile: "No!"

"very good!"

The golden-winged roc smiled coldly: "You are the first!"

Say it.

He yelled: "Kill!"

The next moment, in the demon tide, several tyrannical auras rose into the sky.

All the monsters flying in the sky respect the Golden Winged Roc, and this time there are not many who follow the Golden Winged Roc.

They didn't expect that they were so lucky to pick up the softest persimmon.

this city.

It must be captured.

When the golden-winged roc gave an order, all the demon kings rushed towards Wuwen together.

After getting rid of this saint, no one can stop them from occupying this mighty city in front of them.

They also want to see how vulnerable the so-called human saints are.

The Golden Winged Roc doesn't mean to fight alone?
For him, only the strong are worthy of a one-on-one fight with him.

The old human race man in front of him is obviously not a strong man.

Since it doesn't count, it is only worthy of being slaughtered by him!

Massacre, what integrity do you talk about?
Perhaps in the eyes of the human race, this old man is a strong man, a saint.

But in the eyes of the golden-winged roc, there is no difference between Wuwen and food, after all, it's not like he hasn't hunted the demon king before.

however.

He didn't see any fear in Wu Wen's eyes, not even a little bit of panic.

This old human race who didn't seem to have the slightest demeanor of a strong man just smiled faintly.

Lips move.

Two words were spit out.

"No offense!"

In the next moment, unarmed and strange-looking people up and down the city wall chanted along with Qi Qi.

"No offense!"

Golden Winged Roc: "???"

Are these people out of their minds?
It's a war, it's fine if you don't take weapons, why are you howling?
Win by lip service?

But the next moment, he felt something was wrong.

Because the murderous aura in his chest just now seemed to...dissipate?
The broken figure stopped out of thin air.

The siege formation formed by a demon saint and several demon kings was so strangely suspended!

Not only them.

The monster army that was densely packed on the ground also stopped charging in unison.The flying troops also turned around suddenly, flew into the sky and circled.

Even the archers and gunners on the human city walls stopped attacking at the same time.

The battlefield where the sound of slaughter was just now everywhere.

It's so quiet now.

Wu asked: "..."

Golden Winged Roc: "???"

The two were relatively speechless.

The atmosphere is very subtle.

The golden-winged roc was stunned, and scanned the battlefield with his eyes full of wisdom, and found that those unarmed people in strange clothes seemed to have vague distortions around them.

But this distortion is neither light nor space, but something inexplicable.

This distortion is connected into one piece, covering the entire battlefield.

He was a little chest tight with anger: "What kind of magic method are you using?"

"The old man is a human race."

Wu Wen rubbed his head: "Why do you know the demonic methods of your demon clan?"

The golden-winged roc was very upset: "I mean, what kind of spell are you using, and why is the effect so weird?"

"It's not magic, but reason!"

"What's the point?"

"War only plunders resources from one side to the other side, but it does not produce resources. Instead, it will cause considerable losses to both sides. If this is the case, why are there still wars?"

"..."

The golden-winged roc was stunned for a moment, and felt that what he said was quite reasonable. Since wars will only cause losses, why do we still have to fight?

wrong!

He is farting!

The war as a whole will cause losses, but as long as I take advantage of it, it will be fine!

Why should I think about such a mentally handicapped problem?

He said angrily: "Take this thing away, or I will kill you!"

Wu Wen made a gesture of invitation: "Don't withdraw! Please, sir!"

Golden Winged Roc: "..."

he is very angry.

I really want to kill this person in front of me.

But the emotions are fragmented and incoherent.

He tried his best to have a killing intent in his heart, but he couldn't.

Why can't there be a killing intent?

Surprising!

It's so weird.

The golden-winged roc glared at Wuwen.

Wu Wen also looked at him: "Your Excellency, why don't we retreat?"

The golden-winged roc said angrily: "No retreat!"

"Oh……"

Wu Wen nodded, flew back to the city wall, and set up a table.

Smiling and beckoning to the golden-winged roc: "Your Excellency! If you want to understand this truth, I can explain it to you!"

Golden Winged Roc: "..."

hateful!

What kind of mind control law is this?

Why do I objectively want to kill him, but I can't develop a subjective killing intent!
The Golden Winged Roc was devastated, because at that moment just now, he had tried all the secret methods to crack the mind control, but none of them worked.

He regretted a little, because Chijima Monkey told him not to underestimate the saint of the human race, but he didn't listen.

Uncomfortable!
Horse monkey!

city ​​wall.

Wu Wen breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the human saints are not completely without advantages against the super-powerful demon saints. At least the human saints actually conform to the rules. He is actually a part of the rules.No matter how powerful the monster clan great sage is, he can't reach this point.

And when he became a saint, he relied on the self-comprehension of the Mohist domain, and the entry point for comprehension was the non-attack domain of the Mohist's low-level spells.

Today, it really worked.

In a daze, the golden-winged roc sat across from him at some point.

A smile appeared on the corner of Wu Wen's old mouth, and he couldn't help but lean back slightly.

Ying Wuji still thinks that this old man is sending him to his death?

Do you understand the gold content of a human saint?

……

the other end.

The demonic aura on the Covering Sea Demon Dragon's body soared to the sky, like a killing god descending from the sky.

When the dragon's body appeared, all the human race and monster race present trembled.

This kind of magic.

It is the evil in chaos.

It can inspire the deepest fear in all living beings.

But the moment he appeared.

An old man appeared next, and a green energy condensed into a bamboo hat and put it on his head.

"Don't kill, be kind!"

"Don't resent, forgive!"

The vigorous righteousness, like the breeze from the mountain stream, drove away the dirty devilish energy.

The Overturning Sea Demon Jiao was a little confused, and looked down at the bloody battlefield, strands of pity emerged from his heart.

That's horrible!
This kind of scene where people are devastated is really too miserable!

Why do you have to kill everything in the world?
a time.

He actually wanted to go down to persuade the fight, but suddenly stopped his figure.

wrong!

Something is wrong with my mind!

He raised his head and glared at Meng Yuan furiously. The devilish energy reappeared in his body, intending to wash away the green aura of righteousness on his head.

Meng Yuan was taken aback, but fortunately, there was a uniform voice of reciting on the city wall, and the awe-inspiring righteousness in his body grew a little out of thin air, and the green energy that was almost washed away became solidified again.

He stroked the dragon's head lightly.

"Come on! Wear the bamboo hat!"

"..."

Up and down the city wall, the fight was fierce.

In mid-air, the Confucian saint alone defended against the demon dragon.

……

"Oh!"

After a hard shake.

Two figures flew out.

The red-legged horse monkey looked at his right arm, the thick hair on it had been scorched clean, and he could not help grinning.

looked up.

The flames on Huangnu's body were extremely bright.

She smiled faintly: "Yo! Unexpectedly, Venerable Monkey has shed his hair and looks like a human race!"

Chijiri Mahou frowned slightly: "You have become so much stronger."

Huang Nu wanted the seat of the Great Sage before, but was suppressed by the Seven Saints United because of ideological issues.

At that time, he had fought against Huang Nu, and his strength was higher than that of the Bull Demon Sage. Compared with the three top saints, he was really inferior, otherwise she would not have been excluded from the Seven Sages.

After all, Yaozu is the place to talk about fists.

but now……

After only fighting a few times, he was sure that Huangnu's strength was comparable to his own, and it was almost a tie.

Perhaps, she still has no way to defeat herself, but with her Void Physique, she is already invincible.

If the two sides do not set a time limit to fight to the death, then the one who suffers must be themselves.

but……

Isn't this kind of longevity species born from the rules almost unable to grow in strength?
How could this be?
Could it be that the Yaoxian's physique is really so strong?

Huang Nu smiled faintly: "What? Are you scared?"

"It's not enough to scare me."

Chijiri Mahou shook his head slightly: "You will definitely lose in this battle, I just need to hold back you, the strongest combat force."

Huang Nu was noncommittal, but looked him up and down: "Up until now, do you think your ideas are correct?"

Chijiri Mahou was silent. He was physically and mentally exhausted from commanding the battles. All kinds of moths made it difficult for the monster race, which was clearly several times stronger than the human race, in the siege battle.

He used to exclude Huang Nu because Huang Nu was too inclined to the human race system, which was simply unacceptable to the creatures raised by nature.

As for the monsters in the Chu country more than ten years ago, they also felt that the current human race was completely vulnerable, and the so-called ethnic group advantage was simply a fluke.

But I didn't expect that more than ten years later, the human race taught them a solid lesson, and they really relied on the advantages of the ethnic group to not fall behind in a war with several times the difference in strength.

On the contrary, various problems broke out within the Yaozu.

Could it be... that the human race's practice of violating innateness is really right?

Chijiri Mahou shook his head, and shook this terrible thought out of his head: "There is no need to distinguish right from wrong, the ending can guide everything, and it will not be too late for you to persuade me again after the human race has overcome all this."

"Well!"

Huangnu smiled faintly: "Then I'll come to persuade you tomorrow. I can't control other cities. Let's stop the war between you and me. You can't break this city, so you don't need to suffer too many casualties."

Chijiri Mahou pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Okay!"

Subsequently.

One command.

The two sides stopped fighting at the same time, and the silence was unbelievable.

Chijiri Mahou glanced at the battlefield and saw that both the human race and the monster race heaved a sigh of relief, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

After all, I still don't like war!

With a wave of his hand, a water mirror appeared in front of him, which could help him see the situation of the other six cities.

then……

He is stupid!
The golden-winged roc and the sea-covering monster met two saints of the human race.

In the other battlefields, the Nangong brothers and sisters teamed up to lead troops and challenge the Lion Venerable. These two human generals, who had been unbelievably fierce on the battlefield before, were able to face a demon saint without losing the wind after joining forces.

Dao Sheng Qing Wei, the Taoist priest, had already torn off his Taoist robe, exposing his tendons, wielding a three-foot black iron epee in his hand, slashing at the head of the Bull Demon Saint, his physique was as fierce as the Bull Demon Holy shit, ghosts don't know what path he cultivated.

In another city, the golden text inside and outside the city wall is faintly visible, which seems to be the law stripes of the Central Plains of the human race. They were all beaten up, so they simply stopped fighting.

Every city is very strange, held back in various magical ways.

The painting style is completely different from the previous siege battles.

It is completely different from the situation imagined by the seven demon saints.

This is not right!

They were all held back, so what about Ying Wuji?
Chijima Monkey's back felt a little chilly, he hurriedly turned the water mirror to the last city, and then...saw a scene that made his forehead sweat.

Ying Wuji was covered in golden light, holding a light sword in his hand, chasing the Nether Tiger Sage all over the sky.

The Nether Tiger Sage's face was full of horror.

After he lost his younger brother, the ghost, his strength had already dropped a bit, and he was facing Ying Wuji whose strength had improved so much, and he had only to be hunted down.

But he couldn't escape, and was directly sealed in the formation by Ying Wuji.

Can't break free.

Can't escape.

He could only be forced to fight a trapped beast with Ying Wuji.

He obviously didn't think he could win the fight. With the opening of Nether Mouth, countless ghosts spewed out from his mouth. These are his accumulation of hundreds of years. Among them, there are two or three ghosts at the demon king level. It is also an important confidence for the Nether Tiger Sage to become the Great Sage of the Monster Race.

But now, under Ying Wuji's hands, these ghosts, who are enough to scare countless monster races, are... slapped one by one, and they slapped them immediately, making everyone around them feel numb.

The Nether Tiger Sage didn't even have the courage to fight Ying Wuji recklessly with the momentum of the ghost, but crazily extradited the energy after the ghost's explosion, gathered on the throat, and let out bursts of incomparably sharp whistling.

The whistling sound almost condensed into substance, and he drilled hard on the restriction, which was his natal magic method to break the restriction.

He turned out to be...

run away!

Chijiri Mahou broke out in a cold sweat watching it. He didn't expect why the Nether Tiger Sage was so frightened that he was willing to give up all the ghosts and run away.

You know, the reason Tiger Sage was able to become the Great Sage of the Monster Race is because of these ghosts.

Without these ghosts, he would be a mid-level demon king.

How terrifying has this Ying Wuji's cultivation reached, and it's worth it for him?

But looking at the densely packed hideous wounds on Hu Sheng's body, he seemed to understand.

Naturally, Ying Wuji would not allow him to escape, he cut open a crack in space and wanted to bypass these ghosts, but in the end, these ghosts, like a pervert seeing a beauty, crazily burrowed into the crack.

Then it was cut to pieces by the space of the fault.

But it also blocked Ying Wuji's ultimate move.

The originally impenetrable restriction was actually drilled a hole by Tiger Sage's roar.

But at this time, the ghosts used to block Ying Wuji were almost exhausted.

Hu Sheng became anxious and directly shattered his own body.

The blood of the natal demon melted into the inner alchemy of the demon king, and the inner alchemy turned into a black tiger the size of a thumb, then drilled out of the hole and disappeared without a trace.

"Trough! Let him go."

Ying Wuji spat on the ground cursingly, but he didn't have too many negative emotions. The ghosts were completely destroyed, and the current Nether Tiger Sage was inferior to ordinary demon kings. Even if he escaped, there was no threat.

Huangnu: "..."

Red Chick Horse Monkey: "..."

It's so cruel!

Don't want your body anymore?

What kind of shadow is this cast?
Chijiri Mahou's back gradually turned cold, and the Tiger King was gone, so wouldn't Ying Wuji be able to free up his hands?
He looked at the water mirror.

Ying Wuji in the water mirror also looked at him, smiling wildly, even ferociously.

"broken!"

The Chijiri Mahou was startled, and the next moment he saw Ying Wuji call out the Chituma, changed his weapon into a spear, and led the troops in a rush.

The whole body is burning with blood flames, Zhuan Xu's blood burning technique, unknown true energy, mixed primordial true energy, killing life and soul, killing domain.

In just an instant, the human army in the entire city seemed to be ignited.

And this god of killing, leading troops into the monster tide is a massacre.

It's not indiscriminate.

It's rather...he will massacre which group has the most losses.

In just a quarter of an hour, the formation of the demon tide was blown to pieces, and several demon kings were even killed incidentally.

Although the monster tide is still a large area of ​​darkness, it has lost its momentum.

Ying Wuji didn't love to fight. After killing a circle, he led his troops back to the city, and then he rose into the air alone, and disappeared into the air with one foot.

But after the killing god left, the monster army outside the city not only did not take advantage of the situation to attack, but started to flee directly, even stampede in panic.

They have been terrified, they have not lost the support of the demon saint and demon king, and they have completely lost their hope of victory. If they don't escape now, when will they wait?
but……

"Bastard!"

Chijiri Mahou is numb, this wave of monsters has indeed lost hope of breaking through the city, but they can't withdraw, once they withdraw... how much pressure will the other waves of monsters bear?

The scene in the water mirror changed, and Ying Wuji had already appeared in front of the lion king who was besieged by the Nangong brothers and sisters.

"Boom..."

Chijiri Mahou's heart seemed to miss half a beat, his hair stood on end, and cold sweat came out of his back.

He finally understood Ying Wuji's thoughts, this lunatic not only wanted to defend the city, but also wanted to kill the demon saint, and not only wanted to kill one!
Not only to kill the demon saint.

I have to punish my heart.

Those ethnic groups had already suffered heavy losses and were quite opposed to this storm, but they were still persuaded by the seven demon saints.

If Ying Wuji was really allowed to succeed, then they would be seriously injured.

In this wave, directly kill chickens and monkeys, so that other ethnic groups can learn from this.

The reputation of the seven demon saints will also be greatly damaged by this.

But this lunatic, isn't he afraid that other cities will be destroyed?

The Chijiri Horse Monkey gritted his teeth and transmitted the voice: "Dapeng! Demon Jiao! Don't waste time with them. If you break the rules and kill them by force, even if you hurt the original source, you have to go! After occupying the city, join hands with me to besiege Ying Wu Don't be afraid, or there will be a big mess!"

Say it.

He flew straight into the air, and he wanted to stop Ying Wuji.

But he never thought that just as he jumped up, he was blocked by more than ten phoenix feathers.

Huang Nu's figure flashed, she stood in front of him, and chuckled lightly: "Did I let you go?"

Red Chick Horse Monkey: "..."

(End of this chapter)