Making revolvers, I started the era of thermal weapons

Outside the Demon Pass, the demon race and the demon race army were murderous and bloodthirsty, and their faces were hideous.

The birds and demons flying in the sky and the beasts crawling on the ground are innumerable, which can be described as overwhelming.

Seven tens of feet tall trolls, blue-faced fangs, demonic qi rushing into the sky, this is the seven real demon corpses, followed by the tide-like demon army, just looking at it from afar, it is terrifying.

The sky is no longer blue, and the demon qi and demon qi are intertwined, weaving hundreds of thousands of miles of black clouds, covering the sky and the sun are dim, and the black clouds are crushing the city!

The guarding monks who refused the demon pass did not regret it in their hearts, they had their own masters, beloved relatives and friends behind them, and it was even more related to the survival of the Dongzhou human race, and they had no way to retreat.

"Is this battle a battle of life and death?" Li Cheng looked at all this worriedly, and his heart was shocked.

An old figure appeared in front of Li Cheng and the others, his breath was a little chaotic, and his face was a little pale.

"Senior Pang, what are you?"

"It doesn't matter, my old bones are running out of time, and if I can make some efforts for my Dongzhou Terran in the end, it can be regarded as a wasted life."

That old man was the Combined Body Cultivator of the Eastern Continent, his old face was frowning, but his eyes were very resolute.

The following is a routine speech, Li Cheng has a hand in boosting morale, he raised his arms and shouted, and a few words ignited the morale of the guarding monks.

The monks of the Eastern Continent are also loud and cheerful, and morale is available!

Elder Zhao looked at all this and felt that this Li Cheng had two brushes, should he be invited to work?

......

On the opposite side, the Nine Ghost Demon Monarch and the Silver Winged Dapeng sat firmly behind, toasting and drinking, as if this Dongzhou Terran had become a caged animal.

"Congratulations to the Demon Monarch for stepping into the realm of the seventh-order Great Devil."

The silver-winged peng turned into a human form, but its beaks didn't seem to melt well, or the shape of a bird's beak, the pointed ones looked too discordant, and the back had silver wings, which were incomplete at first glance.

It's a birdman.

"It's good to say, it's not as good as Brother Peng."

The Nine Ghost Demon Monarch was dressed in black, his face was looming, and his figure was tall and burly, three feet tall, like an unpredictable demon god.

Even if you laugh, it can seem to scare a child.

"After today, wouldn't it be beautiful for you and me to share the world equally?" Silverwing Dapeng chuckled.

In my heart, hmph, the demon race or something, something that can't be on the table, has been pressed for tens of thousands of years, and then ran out to cheat the corpse, just using you to work for my demon race.

My demon clan still has unused killing weapons, you just wait, it must be our demon clan who wins in the end.

"The Terrans are weak chickens, how can they occupy this vast and boundless Eastern Continent, and the only ones who can be worthy of this Eastern Continent are you and my brothers." The Nine Ghost Demon Monarch was also happy.

Smiling on the surface, MMP in the heart, just like you as a bird, you don't look like a person, and you are also worthy of controlling Dongzhou?

The seven true demon corpses of my demon clan, after beating the Terrans, I will clean up your birdman when I turn around."

"Come on, come on, toast to our friendship." Silver Winged Dapeng raised his glass and said loudly.

"Cheers to our sincere friendship."

"It's all in this wine!"

......

The backwater battle of the Terrans and the sincere friendship between the two demon races are all moving.

The army of the two demon clans is advancing steadily, and it is less than a thousand miles away from the demon rejection pass.

For the monks, the distance of thousands of miles is not far, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the soldiers are under the city.

The two sides first engaged in a fierce verbal cannon, the Terrans scolded the two demon races for fabricating and killing evil, and regarded human life as grass and mustard;

The demon clan scolded the weak chickens of the human race, and the virtue was not worthy of the position, and those who knew each other quickly came out to surrender, and perhaps they could still retain a glimmer of life.

Before the two sides could make a move, they first scolded.

This "fierce war" gave Elder Zhao a hard look.

"I can't fight yet, if I don't fight, I'll end my job." Elder Zhao was speechless.

Li Cheng signaled the monks who scolded the street to leave, and said to Elder Zhao, "Please start your performance." "

This is?" The old man surnamed Pang then noticed Elder Zhao, after all, he was a Yuan Infant cultivator.

"It's just a fighter." Elder Zhao waved his hand.

He took out a hellfire and fired a gun into the sky, and what was fired was not a bullet, but a red signal flare, as brilliant as fireworks.

"An arrow through the clouds, thousands of troops come to meet." This is the code word personally designated by the sect master, and it is quite emotional to shout.

Li Cheng looked at all this expectantly, oh, by the way, why is that little cat gone?

He was still not detailed enough to notice that the black belt around Elder Zhao's waist had also disappeared.

......

"What does this Terran mean?" Warring and setting off fireworks? Silver

Winged Dapeng looked at the signal flare, a little confused.

The Nine Ghost Demon Monarch is uneasy, why am I restless?

I saw a tiger demon three feet tall suddenly appear behind the demon army, holding twenty-five East Fronts in his hand.

This is Elder Zhao's little skill, inherited from Xiao Yang, who can poke his ass and never be rigid and hard.

"This thing is so dangerous, hurry up and run after throwing it." Shan Junjun was a war correspondent at that time, and he was terrified to look at the power of this East Feng.

"Ask for your own blessings." A signal flare is a signal to start popping a chrysanthemum.

The mountain monarch flew at full speed and threw down the east front, one by one the east front was like a meteorite, falling rapidly, smashing into the army of the demon race, and before it exploded, it smashed out a large pit of four or five hundred meters.

The next moment, Dongfeng suddenly exploded, setting off a monstrous wave, and the spiritual power frenzy washed the demon army irregularly.

This is not an ordinary east wind, this is the east wind in Wang Weishi....

No, this is Dongfeng who can kill the cultivators of the Void, and the low-level demon race has no way to escape, so they can only be swept up in the frenzy of spiritual power, swaying with the wind, and cannot escape the fate of the miscellaneous fish.

It's a pity, if only this was a sixth-order black chicken, directly evolved: bombardment chicken!

Wherever Dongfeng went, he would set off a frenzy of spiritual power, killing all the low-level demon trash fish nearby, and the Mountain Sovereign bomber and tornado destroyed the parking lot.

Shan Jun knew that there was a seventh-order great demon here, and he ran away after frying the fish, which was really exciting.

The Black Dragon Emperor was arrogant, he swaggered over the demon race, his eyes full of disdain, a group of miscellaneous fish.

Because he himself is a demon race, or a sixth-order big demon, those low-level demon clans still think they are teammates.

The moment he saw the signal flare, he sprinkled twenty-five East Fronts into the demon camp at once, like the light of the right path.

This power is still quite terrifying, he threw it and ran, and lifted off at great speed, although the skin was rough and thick... The forehead is bone hard, it can't kill him, but it hurts!

Fifty Dongfeng suddenly exploded, each with a diameter of 20,000 li, and all sentient beings were equal.

The huge army of the demon clan directly came to a slash.

The monks who refused the demon gate, looking at the shocking changes that occurred on the other side, were all shocked, who am I? Where am I? What happened?

Before it started fighting, the opposite side exploded? They looked at each other, and even slapped their teammates to confirm that it was not a dream.

"Lying groove, the opposite side directly exploded!"

"I know the opposite side exploded, but why did you hit me in the face?"

"I just wanted to make sure, is this a dream? Don't care about such details. The

monks guarding the pass let out a burst of cheers, resounding through the sky, and happiness came too suddenly.

"Is this the power of five billion?" Li Cheng said excitedly, "It doesn't seem expensive!" "

Elder Zhao is dripping blood when he hears it, don't say it, don't say it, it's already a blood loss.

The Nine Ghost Demon Monarch still held the posture of holding a wine cup in his hand, looking at all this with dull eyes, what kind of magic weapon is this? The power is so great.

No, who did it!

The demon lord was blinded, these low-level demon races were all his family base for ruling the Eastern Continent in the future, and now they all turned into flying ash, all over the sky.

He glanced at the distant mountain monarch in the sky, the demon clan!

"Sixth-order tiger demon." The Nine Ghost Demon Monarch understood, it must be this bird man calculating him, he must have cooperated with the Terrans.

I said how soon as my demon race revived, this birdman ran up to find cooperation.

"Okay, you birdman and Terran combined to secretly calculate me, if you don't pluck your bird feathers today, I am ashamed to be a descendant of the true devil!" The Nine Ghost Demon Monarch roared and shot out angrily.