Saint Ancestor of All Demons

Although the general of the Zhengyang First Army had the intention to actively delay the opponent, Xuanbing Divine Realm mobilized another nearby army to intercept them, allowing the members of the Xuanbing First Army to evacuate safely.

During the fighting on the battlefield, the men of the Moluo Army continued to defeat one enemy army after another, and such high-intensity fighting continued until it was difficult for everyone to maintain the battle formation.

However, the battle has now reached a fever pitch, and the original battle formation has now turned into a one-on-one fight.

Because the fighting method of battle formation, which is a transcendent and explosive force, consumes every soldier's divine energy, mana, and mental energy at an alarming rate.

That is to say, Xiang Chen's people all have several jars of Amethyst Divine Brew. They rely on the Amethyst Divine Brew to quickly restore their divine energy and mana, so they can maintain the battle formation for a long time.

However, at this moment, these soldiers were all exhausted and could no longer maintain the battle formation. Without the overwhelming momentum before, as the saying goes, they were exhausted after one go, and the battle became the most difficult battle.

It has only been a few hundred years since Chiyue Luoluo joined the Demon Wolf Army. In these few hundred years, he has grown from a young Demon Wolf warrior to a qualified veteran and the leader of a team of thirty people. Platoon leader.

He roared and led more than 20 of his brothers to fight the enemy crazily with scimitars. A Xuanbing God King came down with a concentrated blue hand and was slashed by Chiyue Luoluo.

The wolf fur all over his body stood up and turned into a long rainbow. The sword light condensed and slashed down. The opponent waved his sword to resist. However, under this sword, the long sword was cut off and the sword light struck the opponent's body. The man screamed, The heads were chopped off so hard that they flew up.

A Xuan Bing soldier sneaked over and struck him in the back with a knife, cutting through the divine armor on his body, canceling out most of the power and exposing the flesh and blood inside.

Chiyue Luoluo turned around and slashed out with a sword, blocking the opponent's second sword. His other hand transformed into a wolf claw. He had cultivated the golden claws in his clan to the extreme of his own realm.

A claw tore out, and the golden claw light tore through the opponent's defense. Chiyue Luoluo pounced directly, his head turned into a ferocious wolf's mouth, biting the opponent's neck, snapping the opponent's head off.

He was just an ordinary platoon leader in the Mo Luo Army, but at this moment he showed extraordinary toughness. The fighting talent in the wolf gene was perfectly awakened in him.

Just like this, he led his brothers and followed the large army to kill all the way. He was so red with killing that he didn't even know how many people he had killed. He accumulated heads one after another in his military merit bag.

When the surrounding enemy troops retreated in fear and did not dare to fight with them, he stood on the ground breathing heavily with his knife in hand. Nine people in his own company were also killed in the battle, and his body was covered with bloodstains. .

"Platoon leader, you, do you still have some divine brew?" a subordinate brother next to him gasped.

Chiyue Luoluo took out a bottle of Amethyst Divine Brew and said dryly: "Rob, save a little, I don't have much left."

"You still have it, platoon leader, don't tell me you haven't used it much, right?" Chiyue Robu took the amethyst divine brew, took a sip himself, and threw the bottle of divine brew to the other brothers.

Chiyue Luoluo shook his head and said: "I have been refining and devouring the enemies I killed to replenish my physical strength."

He also has some little secrets of his own. He discovered that his refining ability is extremely amazing. After the enemy he kills is swallowed by him, he can quickly digest and absorb the opponent's divine body, recover it, and can also use it for practice.

Because of this little secret, he stood out among his peers. He reached the middle stage of the divine king realm and became a platoon leader. He could continue to fight for a long time and accumulated a lot of military exploits.

He looked towards the front of the team and saw the figure of the commander of their Demon Army. There was a hint of fanatical admiration in his eyes. He was also in the realm of a god king. The commander had already reached the position of commander-in-chief of the group army. That was the goal he had set for himself.

"There is a tough battle to be fought." Chiyue Luoluo murmured in a low voice, looking at another legion that was gathering towards them. The momentum of that legion was obviously different from other Xuanbing Divine Realm legions.

With that kind of momentum and fighting spirit, almost equal to theirs, Chiyue Luoluo clenched his sword, took out an enemy's divine body, inhaled it into the inner universe and silently refined it, looking at the charging enemy with cold eyes.

In front of the team, Xiang Chen looked at the Xuanbing Divine Realm army that was gathering like a rainbow, and saw the opponent's battle flag.

"Sir, you are the first army of Xuanbing God Realm, the first army, their trump card." Next to him, the Red Moon Wolf King said.

Xiang Chen said domineeringly: "Ace, I am playing the ace card. Distribute all the remaining Amethyst Divine Brew and Dragon Pulp Divine Brew to the hands of the brothers. There is no need to keep them. I will crush their trump card and penetrate their entire camp." !”

"promise!"

The generals began to drink the magical brew, and soon they saw that the people of the Moluo Army had one or two bottles of the magical brew in their hands. They drank all the magical brew in the bottles one by one, their eyes became even crazier, and the bottles smashed on the ground. crack.

More than 19,000 people from the other side also came to the opposite side of the Moluo Army. Wu Fang, the commander of the First Army, came to the front of the team and looked at the Moluo Army opposite, which had fewer people than them, with cold eyes.

"You are the elite aces of the Zhengyang Divine Realm? Who is your commander? Come out and speak."

Ukraine did not immediately order an attack, but spoke indifferently.

"Who do you think you are? Let our commander come out and our commander will come out and talk to you. Damn it, your uncle." Wang Ying sneered arrogantly next to Xiang Chen.

"Little God King, are you worthy of making noise?" His eyes were cold and he said: "I am Wu Fang, the commander of the elite first army of Xuanbing God Realm. I heard that you are very strong, but I think you will also become our army's best record. A medal of merit."

He waved his hand, and a crashing sound suddenly came out. The swords of tens of thousands of soldiers behind him were unsheathed, making countless clanging sounds. In such clanging sounds, the momentum and fighting spirit of the opponent's entire army were condensed into one, which was extremely terrifying. People feel that this is an invincible iron army.

Xiang Chen in front said nothing and suddenly swung his sword and struck the iron saddle of the demon wolf sitting down.

And more than 10,000 soldiers of the Moluo Army all slapped their swords on the iron saddle of the demon wolf beast, and suddenly a neat and deafening rumbling sound continued to sound. Such rumbling sounds were intertwined with the same frequency, like a war drum. It reverberated between heaven and earth, causing the blood of every soldier in the Moluo Army to continue to stir and tumble amidst such roars.

Boom! Boom! boom! Such a sound similar to the beating of war drums echoed across the battlefield, and everyone's aura instantly condensed into one, and that will even surpassed the other party.

"Equipped with a God-killing Sword, he kills people when he is angry, cuts off his head while drinking wine, laughs about ghosts and gods, and the Demonic Army, raises his blade to kill the God!"