A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators.

Chapter 1226: The Horned Demon Emperor is repeating the path of destruction of the Skeleton Blood Vine Monster

boom!
Boom!

In the starry sky, warships roared, mothership clusters bombarded, and immortal sects' pavilions, immortal mountains, giant trees, etc. cast spells with long distance and wide range, submerging the army formations of the Horned Demon Emperor.

It was a complete massacre!
The racial military formations that the Horned Demon Emperor clan was so proud of were harvested like straw by the Taoist soldiers of the nine major immortal sects outside their attack range, and died in large numbers.

Immediately afterwards, the nine major immortal sects charged into the Demon Vine World, clearing out every place here and destroying every formation of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, leaving no place idle.

The cultivators of all races in the Small Thousand Worlds once again abandoned their former masters and respectfully bowed down to the new victor.

No monk from the Horned Demon Emperor clan could escape.

There isn't any.

Whether hiding deep underground, hiding in the dead starry sky, or disguising as slave creatures such as foxes and wood monsters, it is all useless. The bloody battlefield is thirsty for blood and guides the enemy.

This battlefield was set up by the Horned Demon Emperor himself, intending to once again massacre the alien human race like they had done with the Skeleton Blood Vine Demon clan. It has become the burial place of their own race.

Countless elites within the Horned Demon Emperor's clan, sons of emperors who were expected to become the great emperor, and ancient princes who were expected to become emperors, all died here.

I do not know how long it has been.

boom!
Accompanied by a legion-level salvo led by an aerospace mothership of the Xianmen, the immortal body of the last surviving king of the Horned Demon Emperor exploded into a ball of ashes, and even his soul could not escape at all.

This is the last surviving monk of the Horned Demon Emperor clan in the bloody battlefield.

His death symbolizes the annihilation of the Horned Demon Emperor clan.

"equality……"

Such a vague and hazy voice was heard in the void.

Then, in a corner of the bloody battlefield, in the dead silent and dark starry sky, accompanied by a burst of brilliant space runes blooming, a large group of black demon emperor clan monks appeared in an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles.

Some of them stood straight, fully equipped with armor and sophisticated weapons, and their formations were covered with runes. It was obvious at a glance that they were a regimented army.
Some of them looked bewildered and pale, as if they were participating in the great formation of the Ancestor Realm's Demon Realm, and had input too much mana and blood power into it, and were confined here without knowing what was going on;
Some were obviously women and children, and a female cultivator from the Horned Demon Emperor Clan was even breastfeeding...

There are nine million monks from the Horned Demon Emperor clan!
As a race with a total population of only hundreds of millions, all of them are soldiers, and every member of the tribe is at least at the Qi training stage. It seems that there are a lot of people, but in the racial war, the number seems to be not enough. After just one annihilation of the army, they have begun to recruit the old, the young, the women and the children.

These newly emerged monks of the Horned Demon Emperor clan looked at the empty starry sky and their faces turned pale instantly.

"Emperor's son!"

"Ancient Emperor's son, Ancient Emperor's son..."

A new strong man from the Horned Demon Emperor clan, holding on to the hope of a possible outcome, sent messages again and again into the void, hoping to get even the slightest response, unwilling to believe the result that emerged in his mind.

However, there was no response.

Many powerful men of the Horned Demon Emperor clan felt a sinking feeling in their hearts, their bodies turned cold, and they began to tremble uncontrollably.

……

The ten great Taoists looked at Jiang Ding at the same time.

The Horned Demon Emperor is a fighting race.

Even the weakest Qi-cultivating monk has a natural talent for military formations, and has experienced many military trainings in the process of growing up. This is the tradition of their race. There is no distinction between the military and civilians, but that doesn't mean that civilians know nothing.

In many small worlds, the massacre and suppression of the slave tribe was done by the ordinary civilians of the Horned Demon Emperor who formed an army.

Now, there is a terrifying number of nine million again. Even if they form an army formation, they still possess very strong combat effectiveness. It does not mean that they can be completely ignored.

The Taoist troops of the nine immortal sects should be able to win, but it is hard to say how many casualties there will be, they may be big or small.

This is not necessary. The Taoist disciples of the Immortal Sect usually receive all the training from the Sect and have everything they want. Now is the time to fulfill their obligations.

I do have this awareness.

We cannot allow the sect’s power to suffer unnecessary losses.

However, Tianji Daozi and others were wary.

"I wish you all a successful start."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly, lacking interest.

He looked carefully at the moment these nine million cultivators appeared, and there was not even a single emperor-level existence among them. They were so weak that it was unpleasant.

If he was not forced to do so, his sword would not be willing to kill such a weakling.

Jiang Ding landed on the ground of the Small Thousand Worlds and randomly found a fourth-order, top-grade spiritual vein. He unfolded the prototype of the Great Sun Sword Realm on it, slowly absorbing and exhaling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun, transforming chaos from the void and accumulating the power of order.

His cultivation has reached the top, but he is restricted by the Yin-Yang Reversal Formation of King Pingdeng of Yama Hell and cannot break through. This is a strengthening of the Diagonal Demon Emperor Clan.

But it’s not like there’s nothing to do.

The embryonic form of the Great Sun Sword World is being born, the power of order is being born, and it is time for growth.

"it is good."

"We'll call you if we need anything."

Tianji Daozi and others nodded, said something, and led the Taoist soldiers of the Xianzong to fly into the dark starry sky.

As practitioners of Dharma, they do not mind slaughtering the weak, even those as weak as mortals. On the contrary, what they like most is to never meet a strong person in their life, and for no one to disturb them, so that they can practice peacefully and become immortals.

Jiang Ding sat cross-legged on a fourth-grade top-grade spiritual vein. The hazy outline of the sword world around him spread out for several kilometers. Everything in it was full of vitality. It was spring now, with misty rain and blooming flowers. It was a very beautiful world and he liked it very much.

However, war is a serious matter.

Even though he didn't care, Jiang Ding still separated a wisp of his spiritual consciousness and sword intent to pay attention to the battlefield, so that he could provide support in time when an accident happened, teleport there, and destroy the enemies of his race.

……

A crushing war is taking place in the starry sky.

True Lord Gu Lin commanded the Xianmen fleet to blast out a hazy light of black and white, and a giant cannon of destruction was born. In an instant, it destroyed the huge military formation hastily built by the nine million cultivators of the Horned Demon Emperor clan, killing hundreds of thousands of people.

At the same time, slightly behind, Tianji Daozi, Ji Liuyue and other Daozi led their Taoist soldiers into the Horned Demon Emperor's army formation the moment the Horned Demon Emperor's army formation was torn apart, slaughtering hundreds of thousands of them in an instant, and destroying countless key nodes of the formation in an instant, completely cutting off the possibility of the Horned Demon Emperor's army formation being reorganized again.

Although the remaining monks of the Horned Demon Emperor still number more than 8 million, they have become lambs to be slaughtered and have no spare strength.

The outcome of this war appeared at the very beginning.

The armies of the nine immortal sects cooperated extremely well. Not to mention the second-line troops of the Horned Demon Emperor, even the most elite army of the Horned Demon Emperor, as long as Mingtian was not present, they could easily defeat them across levels without much effort.

"good."

"It looks like some kind of infantry-artillery coordination."

Jiang Ding praised.

The eight major immortal sects charged head-on, while the immortal gate fleet provided long-range support and targeted blasting. It seemed like they were a good match, and could unleash a strength far exceeding that of either side fighting alone.

(End of this chapter)