I! Create a New World!

The decisive battle between the two sides was triggered! But just before the decisive battle, 12 old men with white hair and beards suddenly appeared in the coalition army.

Following these old men, there are 50 cultivators! And among these [*] cultivators, the ones with the worst cultivation base have all reached the state of mind, which can be said to be an extremely powerful force.

Chapter [*] Start the war!Unbelievable King King!Proud disciple of Martial Ancestor! !

Wu Yikong did not expect that he had just prepared everything and was about to fight the demon army when he was taken away by an old man who claimed to be a disciple of Wuzu. Originally, Wu Yikong The army under his command is only more than 1 million, and the rest of the army is all collected from other countries.

However, when the direct disciples of the 12 Martial Ancestors and the 50 martial artists appeared, the leaders of these countries seemed to have colluded and led their troops to join the 12 Martial Ancestor disciples.

Wu Yikong asked someone to inquire, but the answer he got was that Wu Yikong was not as reliable as the 12 disciples of Wuzu in the eyes of these generals.

I can rely on you as a shovel! Has this old guy ever fought a war! These leading generals, and the powerful people behind them have a problem with their minds!! Wu Yikong was depressed to death, but he had no choice but to Brave the scalp and go meet those 1 old guys.

"You kid is quite ignorant. You broke the rules set by the Zhengwu Sect at the beginning, but for the sake of you being so determined to fight against the invasion of monsters, we will not pursue the past."

"All the troops here will be commanded by us. You have built some new weapons. Well, you can keep them, we don't need them!"

"In this battle, we will lead the warriors, practitioners and supernatural powers as the main force, and the other troops will be handed over to our chief disciples to command, but we don't want your thorny troops, you lead the army as the logistics and stick to the big Let's go and save you from making trouble for us!"

Among the disciples of Wuzu, known as the senior brother, an old man dressed in black met Wu Yikong alone, and he didn't look at Wu Yikong at all.

There was an air of arrogance in his demeanor.

Wu Yikong was in a very unhappy mood.

He is a traveler who has traveled through several times in a row. If you really talk about the time in the sand table of this field, he is several times longer than the disciples of these Martial Ancestors, but these disciples of Martial Ancestors obviously look down on him. It really made him angry.

But at this time, he could only be patient and said: "The monster army is very strong in combat, and it cannot be taken lightly."

"Humph! The last time these monster armies were defeated by the tribes, now I am waiting for the martial artist to flourish, and the combat power is stronger than those of the practitioners and supernatural powers in the past, so why fear these monsters!!"

The old man in black waved his hand impatiently and said, "Boy, I have eaten more salt than you have eaten. What right do you have to talk nonsense in front of me, get out!"

"When this war is over, you will obediently retreat and spit out the imperial territories that you swallowed. Really, you kid doesn't know how much you have, how dare you follow Zheng Wu.

If the door is against each other, it is impossible to know how high the sky is!"

Wu Yikong walked out of the tent with an ashen face.

These Martial Ancestor disciples are too arrogant and very special.

After being angry, Wu Yikong was still a little worried.

Originally, if he was asked to fight this battle, with his previous arrangements and preparations, he still had a [*]% chance of winning.

But now, the leaders are replaced by these Martial Ancestor disciples, and I am afraid that there is no chance of winning! What a joke! These Martial Ancestor disciples have hardly ever been on the battlefield in the past, and they are only practicing every day. How can they fight? They have surpassed the demon army! Although their strength is good, no matter how strong their strength is, how many cannonballs can they stop? What is even more amazing is that the black-clothed old man actually meant to let the martial arts practitioners, magical powers and Practitioners are the main force, this is simply too funny! Do these disciples of Wuzu want to let the strong among the tribes to carry bullets and cannonballs? This kind of thing should be left to ordinary soldiers! Now, the only thing that allows Wuyi Sora was a little more at ease, because the explosive pack he had prepared earlier, the iron barrels would be returned to his army, and he was also assigned the task of sitting in the main camp, so he didn't have to go to danger in person.

Now, he can only take one step at a time.

After all, it is impossible for him to lead the army to retreat now.

Besides, those Martial Ancestor disciples not only looked down on him, but also looked down on the demon army.

These disciples of the Martial Ancestor had clearly never been beaten by reality.

Wu Yikong felt that the demon army would definitely teach these disciples of the Martial Ancestor to be human, and he had already made plans to run away quickly after these guys were defeated.

When that time comes, treat these Martial Ancestor disciples as the ones who have been broken.

As for the northern border, it can only be thrown away.

Otherwise, what else could I do? After meeting with the disciples of Wuzu, Wu Yikong had no hope for the allied army to defeat the demon army. As soon as he returned to the camp, he summoned the An Guo Bureau and others to start researching the safest route.

2nd morning.

Inside the coalition camp, the marching horn suddenly sounded.

Xuan Zhu, who was staying in the demon army camp, was surprised when he heard the sound, and immediately.

Flying into the sky, I saw that above the hill, the gate of the coalition camp had been opened.

Teams of soldiers lined up neatly and rushed out, and at the same time, many guys who stepped on the blood-colored flying swords also flew into the sky.

In addition to these martial arts practitioners, many winged feather clan and blood clan tactics, as well as practitioners in the incarnation realm also flew to the sky.

At a glance, there are as many as two or three million, as many as they are densely packed!

Chapter 307 Wrong decision!The demon army is in full swing! !

"Are these guys going to fight?"

"There are so many martial arts practitioners, what are the practitioners and supernatural powers flying out to do? Are they planning to rush over directly!"

Gu Yucheng was very puzzled.

He had already learned about the existence of the martial artist from the common people and common people of all ethnic groups.

However, in his impression, if there is a real war, these martial arts practitioners, practitioners and supernatural powers should hide in the back, and then send ordinary soldiers to consume the ammunition of the demon army! Even these martial arts practitioners Neither practitioners nor supernatural powers understand the horrors of modern armed forces. Could it be that there are no transmigrators in the coalition? Gu Yucheng narrowed his eyes into two slits, only to feel that there was a deceit, he took out his binoculars very cautiously, and his eyes were The army of the various tribes who left the camp observed back and forth.

At this time, among the powerhouses flying in the air, the eldest disciple of the Martial Ancestor in black was looking at the barracks of the demon army opposite with a contemptuous gaze.

He looked at the chariots and tanks in a circle with a trace of disdain on his face.

Although he had heard of the deeds of the Demon Army at the beginning, in his eyes, the reason why those cultivators were defeated at the time was because those cultivators were not strong enough! But now, it is a world where martial artists are in power! The martial artists have far surpassed Practitioners.

Times have changed, and the iron lumps of these demon army are like a pile of scrap metal in his eyes.

"Army attack!"

"Everyone follow me!!"

The great disciple of the Martial Ancestor, the old man in black waved his hand.

Over the years, he has been obsessed with martial arts, has never experienced a real battlefield, and knows nothing about commanding troops. Coupled with his blind confidence in the power of martial artists, he decided to lead people to charge directly.

He firmly believes that as long as he relies on the absolute strength of the warriors, he can easily defeat this demon army.

However, he did not intend to rush forward, but sat in the rear with his eleven junior brothers and commanded.

But his disciples rushed forward with those feather and blood warriors.

And those troops on the ground also formed a phalanx, rushing towards the demon camp under the hill together.

Seeing this, Gu Yucheng finally had a smile on his face.

He never imagined that these guys would rush down in such a rush! The commander of the coalition of the various ethnic groups is a fool!! Originally, Gu Yucheng considered that the hills were not suitable for tanks and chariots to charge, so he decided to take the distance from the hills. Camp a little further away on the plains, and want to wait for the ammunition to arrive before re-creating the bombardment.

Who would have guessed that the coalition of these tribes would actually run down the hills by themselves.

This is simply a target!! "The order! The fighter unit has all the demons who can fly and are ready to fight."

"Order ground troops immediately.

When dispatched, the armored troops are on the two flanks, and the infantry troops are in the center, forming a crossed firepower network.

"Also, mobilize half of the chariots to attack the enemy's air force with Gatling!"

Gu Yu

As soon as Cheng flew into the sky, he immediately.

He shouted at several Demon Clan officers.

He was extremely excited at this time, because the victory was already in his hands! Soon, among the five million demon army, more than [*] winged demons flew into the sky.

Some flying demons hold a gatling handle in their hands.

These winged demons are the strongest among the demons. They are much taller and stronger than ordinary demons. Although the recoil of Gatling is very strong, But their bodies are perfectly able to bear it.

And some winged demons wear a set of metal armor.

This metal armor was born out of the metal skeleton technology made by the demons for the disabled, and was designed by Gu Yucheng himself.

After these demons put on such armor and special helmets, they turned into iron towers with fleshy wings that could move.

And these demons in metal armor did not take Gatling, but a long-handled round hammer with a handle longer than their body and a tip larger than their head! "Kill!!"

Even in the face of the fully-armed and winged demon powerhouses, the powerhouses of the various clans who pounced on them did not have any fear. Thousands of warriors running in front shouted in unison, and gathered a handle of blood. The long sword flew out.

Most of these cultivators use blood swords.

Because Martial Ancestor also likes to use blood swords! For a time, ten thousand swords came out, and the sky was full of blood!! The whole sky was covered with blood.

"Da da da!!"

Gunshots sounded suddenly.

Countless bullets formed a dense rain of bullets to meet the countless blood swords galloping.

"Blame blah blah!!"

Countless blood swords and bullets shattered.

A few bullets passed through the sword net, shooting out patches of blood among the powerhouses.

There were also many blood-colored long swords that pierced through the bullets and stabbed at the demons, but most of the demons suffered minor injuries at most, and it was not a big problem, while many people from the strong clans fell from the air.

But even so, the strong men of the various races were still not discouraged, relying on the blood sword to constantly block the bullet rain, they moved forward one after another, and finally passed through the bullet rain and began to fight closely with the demons.

At the same time, the ground troops of the various clans had also descended down the hills, the tanks of the demon clan also began to send out shells, and the infantry troops of the demon clan even set up anti-aircraft machine guns similar to Gatling.

"Da da da!!"

"boom!!"

"boom!!"

"boom!!"

"boom!!"

The whole earth was torn apart.

The infantry phalanxes of the various tribes were torn apart one by one by the shells, and countless soldiers were also beaten into hornets' nests by the bullets.

For a time, the blood flowed into a river!! And the old man in black who was standing in the air saw such a battle, his body began to tremble continuously, and his entire face became pale.

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