The sky was cloudless and clear.
In the distance, a huge light flashed and lasted for several minutes before dissipating.
Liu Ling stood on a warship and looked into the distance. After the light completely disappeared, she nodded gently.
Liu Jun, who was standing beside her, shouted loudly: "Form a formation and attack!"
Immediately, warships and patrol boats took off one after another.
In Fengshan Fudi, fighting against the flying monsters, a large number of warships must be used, which is very costly.
This is also why even the Immortal Alliance had the idea of giving up Fengshan Fudi after the variable Peng Xin appeared in the flying monsters.
The territory of the Immortal Alliance is too large. Such a second-level micro-law blessed land is a wealth that cannot be ignored for the Seven Star Dao Palace of Shuiyuan Star. However, in the entire Immortal Alliance, it is insignificant.
When the cost is far greater than the gain, it is understandable that a hero cuts off his arm.
Moreover, the territory recognized by the Immortal Alliance is only the seven main stars. Not many people would care about other places, and strategic abandonment was not the first or second time.
"Hoo, hoo, hoo..."
In a blink of an eye, the whole sky was filled with countless warships, which seemed to cover an airspace.
Such momentum, even just a glance, would make people excited.
In the distance, the three hosts of the demon race were well prepared.
A few days ago, the human race had already launched an attack. But that attack seemed to be very powerful, but in fact it was just a lot of thunder and little rain. It was obviously a drill before the general attack.
However, it is different now. Just look at the terrifying momentum displayed by the human race team, even the small demons at the bottom know that this is the decisive battle. The
flying demons took off into the sky one by one. If they are in terms of size, they are naturally not comparable to the warships. However, being small also means flexibility. When they are flying in the air, it is extremely difficult for the main guns of the spacecraft to hit them.
"Boom..."
It is not known whether the main guns of the human race's spaceship fired first, or the bloodline magic of the demon race launched the attack first. In just a moment, the most intense battle broke out between the two sides.
A huge beam of light blasted out and landed heavily on the demon group. As a result, in this area covered by artillery fire, at least a dozen first-level demons and monsters fell down, and they could not die any more.
Somewhere in the sky, dozens of first-level demons and monsters ignored the sniping of artillery fire, used their bodies to clear the way, and forcibly dragged a patrol boat out of the human fleet.
They rushed forward, and the protective shield on the patrol boat could no longer withstand such a fierce attack and exploded.
These powerful demons and monsters rushed into the patrol boat and fought a life-and-death battle with the human monks on the boat.
Although the human monks showed their methods, they were at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers. A moment later, the patrol boat exploded with a huge explosion, as if a bright red flower bloomed in the sky. The
human monks on the boat, as well as the besieged demons and monsters, were instantly reduced to ashes.
Although the patrol boat is the lowest level war unit of the human race, the power generated when it explodes is not something that the first-level demon race or demon beast can withstand.
Soon, the battle area between the two sides continued to expand, and more and more human warships and demon races fought each other. The spiritual power of the whole world seemed to be boiling.
This was a real decisive battle, and the number of deaths in an instant was shocking.
In the distance, Xu Jun, who was lurking in the clouds, frowned slightly.
Liu Ling asked him to take good care of this quasi-third-level formation. Once the demon race was defeated, he would activate the formation to disrupt the spiritual power and make the cross-border transmission formation unable to operate.
The plan was perfect, but from the on-site effect, it seemed to be problematic.
At this time, the armies of both sides were fighting like glue. Although Xu Jun was not a military strategist, he had a lot of experience and extraordinary knowledge.
Therefore, he could not see any signs of defeat of the demon race.
Relatively speaking, although the warships of the human race are huge and more powerful, they lack flexibility, so the human race is not superior in the battle loss ratio between the two sides.
So, what means should Liu Ling use to ensure the collapse of the demon race?
If it is a personal battle between the two sides, it may have ended long ago, but when the scale of the battle rises to the legion level, it is a rally.
This is an all-round contest, whether it is resources, force, or even endurance, will, etc.
No matter which side is defeated, it will be a complete defeat, and there will be no luck.
"Swoosh, swoosh..."
Several sounds of breaking through the air came from a distance, and Xu Jun, who was hiding in the clouds, saw it.
A second-level peacock demon general was leading a group of demon beasts to chase a patrol boat.
There are also differences in status among the demons, and the second-level demon generals who participated in the war are naturally the top ones. But the large number of first-level demons and countless demon beasts below are the main force of the war.
At this time, this patrol boat had been separated from the main force of the human race. It was unknown how many hardships it had gone through before it could struggle to hold on outside the battlefield until it escaped to this place.
On a battlefield of this level, once it was separated from the main force and fell into a single fight, it would not be far from destruction.
Xu Jun's spiritual sense swept over it, and his face was a little surprised.
He actually recognized this patrol boat, especially the foundation-building commander Zhang Lingbo on the boat, who could barely be considered an acquaintance.
Originally, it was thought that the two sides would not see each other again. But unexpectedly, they would encounter each other in this way on such a battlefield.
However, let alone meeting someone he knew, even if he met someone he didn't know.
In this case, Xu Jun would never stand idly by.
With a change of mind, sword energy suddenly shot out from the cloud layer where he was hiding.
Each of these sword energy had experienced the baptism of heavenly tribulation, and their individual power was extremely powerful. Although not as good as the golden elixir, it was far better than the same level.
At the foundation building level, even a swordsman at the peak of the foundation building would be inferior to him in terms of the individual power of his sword energy.
Therefore, when these sword energies broke through the air and quickly passed around Zhang Lingbo's airship,
this area suddenly turned into a bloody meat grinder.
It seemed that in a flash, those monsters who were so aggressive that they seemed to want to chase to the ends of the earth were already shredded into a bloody storm in this sword energy group.
Xu Jun only released a hundred sword qi, but it was this hundred swords that formed a picture, and killed all the demons and their vassals in seconds.
On the spaceship, Zhang Lingbo and others were thirsty. They originally thought that they were about to fall under this cloud.
But they didn't expect that the sudden burst of sword qi, like a turbulent sea, would kill all the demons.
Although it felt like a sneak attack, this kind of strength still made them feel inexplicably palpitating and happy.
"Thank you for saving my life, Taoist friend. May I ask your name?" Zhang Lingbo clasped his fists and said loudly.
Although he had seen Xu Jun use his sword, at that time, Xu Jun used a sword qi like a python, which swallowed five second-level demon generals in one bite.
Therefore, he would never have thought that Xu Jun, the strange sword, whom he admired, was actually a super strong sword master of the kingly sword.
Xu Jun's heart moved slightly, and the hundred sword qi suddenly turned around and re-entered the sword body space.
For Xu Jun, who has already mastered the third-level formation, releasing some sword energy to form a hundred swords is a piece of cake.
The consumption in the process is not worth mentioning at all.
Sure enough, when the hundred sword energies completed their tasks, strangled a group of demons and returned, the mana in his body was still overflowing and ready to go, and he was at his peak at any time.
Looking at Zhang Lingbo who was full of expectations, Xu Jun hesitated for a moment and did not answer anything.
Zhang Lingbo waited for a moment, and he vaguely guessed something. This big guy ambushed here, he must have his own mission, and he just needed to save himself. If he stayed here, he would anger him.
So, he gave an order, and everyone on the boat bowed to thank him, and then the patrol boat took off, made a big circle, and returned to the human base camp.
At this time, the patrol boat had suffered some injuries, and coupled with his tough "record", it was enough for him to return to the camp to rest.
Watching the patrol boat fly away, Xu Jun was also relieved.
Although in this super big scene, Xu Jun did not play any key role. But being able to rescue a few people by chance is also a good thing.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the distance, and something unexpected happened.
A huge image that almost covered the sky and the sun appeared above everyone's head.
No one greeted, but such a huge thing suddenly appeared, and anyone could not be blinded. At this moment, even the elite strongmen of various races who were in a state of war could not help but look up.
They didn't know what the human race was doing.
This is just a second-level Fengshan blessed land. Even if you have a treasure left by a fifth-level super strongman, it is impossible to exert much power in this world.
Because of the limitation of the concentration of spiritual power, even if this world is destroyed, it is impossible to increase the power to this height.
Moreover, this image is actually a projection, which is not difficult. Judging from the energy fluctuations released by the projection, it is equivalent to an ordinary second-level cultivator.
So, they are very curious, what do the human race want to do by making such a fancy thing?
Suddenly, a shrill cry sounded from the demon group.
"Peng Xin?"
This voice instantly spread throughout the battlefield, so a large number of human and demon tribes couldn't help but slow down their movements.
They secretly raised their heads and glanced at the projection.
The name Peng Xin was known to everyone on both sides.
This was the only super genius in the Peng tribe in ten thousand years who could feel the true meaning of wind at the second level.
In this blessed land with only second-level micro-power, no one could be his opponent. Therefore, Peng Xin was fearless and not sociable at all.
However, today it suddenly appeared, and it appeared in the form of a projection, which surprised and horrified both the enemy and us.
In the projection, a huge Peng tribe demon general was slumped in a room.
All people or demons could clearly see the heavy shackles on it.
As soon as they saw the shackles, all people or demons understood Peng Xin's situation. The Peng tribe's generation of genius actually fell into the hands of the human race.
In the demon tribe group, the three demon commanders were pale and a little at a loss.
One of their biggest trump cards turned out to be a prisoner of the other party. How could they reason with him?
"Peng Xin, that's Peng Xin. How could he be captured alive by humans?" The peacock demon said slowly.
Peng's eyes were already red, and his aura was fluctuating strongly. The moment he saw Peng Xin being captured, his blood seemed to be boiling.
This was the pride of the clan, and he had to save his life at all costs.
Hearing the peacock demon's half-sarcastic words, the Peng demon suddenly opened his eyes, and the aura on his body suddenly became violent and fierce.
However, the eagle demon shouted: "Brother Peng, it is the human race that is disturbing your mind, you must not be impulsive."
The Peng demon was stunned!
The peacock demon also said loudly: "Brother Peng, we have already made a plan before the war begins. As long as the time comes, we will immediately go all out and catch them all in one fell swoop.
The Peng demon's face turned green and red, and finally, he said: "Okay, let's wait and see."
However, the next moment, a voice sounded from the sky.
"This is Peng Xin, the pride of the Peng clan. It trespassed into Fengshan blessed land and should be executed. "
This voice was like thunder rolling across the battlefield.
Xu Jun in the distance raised his eyebrows slightly. What kind of magic weapon or secret technique is this? When will he be able to get one himself?
In the huge projection, a cold light suddenly flashed.
So, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a trace of blood appeared on Peng Xin's neck, and then his head and body were separated. His tall body fell to the ground, twitching for a moment, and never moved again.
The atmosphere on the entire battlefield seemed to have changed at this moment.
If it was other monsters who died, even the three commanders would not have such an effect.
However, it was Peng Xin who died.
It was the Peng Xin who enjoyed the supreme reputation among the flying monsters and defeated the human race in the Fengshan blessed land.
An inexplicable chill spread over all the monsters, and their hearts seemed to sink into the abyss.
"Boom boom boom..."
The cannons of the human race's warships roared, instantly killing hundreds of demons.
An invisible and intangible aura strangely appeared on the battlefield. The morale of the demons fell to the extreme, while on the contrary, the momentum of the human race suddenly rose.
Momentum, this thing is very mysterious.
Especially in such a large-scale battle, it plays a vital role.
The battle was originally evenly matched, but now it is tilting towards the human race at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The attacks of the demons are no longer fierce. Many of the demons are not brave when fighting. He kept looking back, as if he would turn around and flee at any time.
Xu Jun, who was hiding in the clouds, blinked, touched his chin, and fell into deep thought.
Liu Ling also said that he would kill the generals in front of the battle.
But Xu Jun didn't think that this approach would have any effect.
But now it seems that Liu Ling's choice is completely correct. Although only Peng Xin was killed in the battle, it seems to have drained the courage of the three tribes.
No matter from which angle, the human race will win a great victory in this war.
This made Xu Jun a little strange. This... is too childish.
Could it be that this is the great power belongs to oneself? characteristics of the body?
Once the powerful leader is defeated and dies, it actually means that the war ends early?
However, even if so, it must be a battle between powerful people at the fifth level of the Divine Transformation level. How could the death of a mere second-level demon have such an effect?
Xu Jun was puzzled by this.
Although he was reluctant to admit it, a powerful person like Liu Ling, who came from aristocratic family, was indeed much better than himself in certain aspects.
Suddenly, a message came from the watch.
Xu Jun took a look and Liu Ling reminded him that the demon clan was about to be defeated. Once they wanted to activate the cross-border teleportation array, they should activate the array first and disrupt it. The chaotic space
recovered a message, converged, and stunned. The
so -called soldiers are the same as the so -called soldiers. .
Peng demon stunned and looked at the projection on his head . But what it couldn't believe was that these humans were so quick to chop off Peng Xin's head with just one sword. Without any conditions or delay, they killed Peng Xin with actual actions. "Wow." A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the Peng demon said sharply: "The fire of life!" Soon, one of its subordinates shouted: "Sir, the fire of life of Sir Peng Xin has been extinguished." At this point, no one had any more luck. It turned out that the Peng Xin in the projection was real. The Peng demon's face was pale, and it suddenly shouted: "Everyone, use it." The other two were stunned. They looked at each other and hesitated. The Peng demon said sharply: "Look, if we don't use it, we will lose." The Eagle Demon and the Peacock Demon both sighed. While they secretly cursed Peng Xin, the unlucky guy, they were actually a little smug. The super genius of the Peng clan who could comprehend the true meaning of wind at the second level died. This is really good news! However, on the surface, they were also extremely sad. The three commanders each took out a feather. These three feathers contained extremely pure and huge spiritual power. This level of power has already surpassed the limit of the second level. The three of them looked at each other, and with a flick of their wrists, the three feathers suddenly turned into a ray of light and fell into their brows. Then, something extremely terrifying happened. The bodies of the three commanders trembled, and huge rays of light rose from their bodies. These rays of light instantly gathered in the sky. "Pop..."
When these lights flashed in the sky, the projection screen set up by the human race disappeared in an instant, just like snow melting in fire.
In the sky of the battlefield, a huge three-headed bird replaced it.
That's right, the light on the commander of the three tribes actually condensed into a three-headed bird.
"Cry..."
A shocking bird cry resounded through the world. Whether it was the human race who was getting braver and braver in the battle, or the demon race who was retreating step by step, they all heard this sound clearly, and this sound seemed to contain some kind of power of heaven and earth, which made people tremble from the bottom of their hearts. The
three bird heads opened their mouths at the same time.
Three strong winds swept out, invaded the battlefield, and instantly wrapped up the three warships.
"Pah, pah, pah."
There was a violent explosion. When the three spaceships reappeared, they were already scarred, and the buildings on them were also damaged and half collapsed.
Xu Jun and the others who were watching the battle all changed their faces.
This is a warship, and the lowest level has the third level.
It's just that this world doesn't allow the emergence of third-order power, so they can only exert the power of second-order.
But even so, under the attack of the giant bird, these three warships are almost scrapped.
Is this second-order power?
Second-order ghost!
This is definitely infinitely close to third-order, or it is itself a third-order power. Are
the demons crazy?
In this world, they dare to release such power actively. Aren't they afraid of being hated by the world?
"Li..."
Another long howl, a warship and two patrol boats were drawn into the light ball of the three-headed bird.
The warship was thick-skinned and barely survived. However, the other two patrol boats were unavoidable. When the light faded, they had become a ruin in the void.
As for the monks on the patrol boats, their fate can be imagined.
"Fellow Taoists, please pay attention. The enemy has used third-order power and now uses a super magic weapon to avoid the detection of this world. However, they can only conceal it for half an hour at most. Hold on for half an hour, and victory belongs to us."
Xu Jun heard Liu Ling's voice in his ears.
Concealed the prying of this world?
Half an hour?
Liu Ling, a descendant of a noble family, has heard of such a method.
Then, what should I do?
Quietly wait for this three-headed bird to wreak havoc on the battlefield for half an hour?
Xu Jun keenly discovered that the advantage that the human race had previously established was being lost little by little with the appearance of this strange three-headed bird.
If it is half an hour...
Hey, Xu Jun let out a helpless sigh.
With a flash of his figure, he had already walked out of the clouds.
Then, he flashed step by step and drifted towards the center of the battlefield.
(End of this chapter)