Zhang Han was in the chaos, and a dragon-soaring sword in his hand was swept like rain, constantly harvesting the heads of the Qin army.

Yes, Qin army.

The enemy didn't know what method he used. Any comrade who was stained with blood mist would go crazy in a few breaths, waving his weapons to cut off his companion's head.

Even the Shadow Secret Guard, who had undergone the most rigorous training, could not resist this strange influence, and many people were killed by Zhang Han himself.

Killing his comrades and his subordinates, Zhang Han experienced an unprecedented spiritual impact in a short period of time.

"Haaaa~"

The strength of the Dacheng Realm made him the most dazzling existence on the battlefield, with continuous streams of beasts and birds rushing towards him.

"Ahhh!"

When ~

Zhang Han was shocked by the collision. When he saw that the other party was a person who seemed to be familiar, he was clever.

"Kill~" Longxiong sword cut down mercilessly.

This sword failed, and fortunately it did not succeed.

Dong Yi used all his strength and shouted at Zhang Han: "Get away quickly, it will be too late if you don't leave!"

Zhang Han suddenly woke up. At this time, the military formation had already disintegrated. The soldiers fought on their own, facing the enemy's suicide attacks, witchcraft, flying in the sky and running on the ground. The situation was simply one-sided.

Without time to hesitate, Zhang Han immediately joined forces with Dong Yi, and the two retreated together, fighting and running, while trying their best to gather the remaining soldiers.

...

The Demon Lord stood on the back of a black eagle, looking down at the fully blooming battlefield, and saw the Qin army retreating step by step under its own offensive, and laughing happily.

"Hahaha, ignorant people, how can you know the power of the demon god?"

The giant Fusom tree is near, and the 800-year-old wish is about to be fulfilled. He looked at the golden and red tree on the top of the back mountain, and thunder flashed in his phoenix eyes.

"Yinyang family and mountain ghosts should also take action."

...

In the back mountain, under the giant Fusom tree, the old priest was thin and could not be found in the distance.

"Damage is where good fortune depends, good fortune is where bad fortune is where bad fortune is. Thousands of years of protection have been here, is it a disaster or a new life. Alas~"

With a sigh, the golden branches and leaves of the giant Fuso tree swayed gently, as if expressing a certain emotion.

"Come out, outsider, the stench of your soul is really unbearable."

The old priest's attitude suddenly changed, his white eyebrows and white beards flew up, his eyes slightly opened, and his sharp power radiated from the chaos.

"Hahaha, old brother, has anyone ever told you what kind of taboo it is to use such an adjective to say a woman?"

A feminine and ethereal female voice came, and the mountain was filled with wind and rain.

The mountain ghost fell from the clouds, with her jade body, green clouds and rosy dresses, and her naked feet stepped on the drizzle, and a tulle wet her legs, making her look charming.

The old priest narrowed his eyes, and the disgust on his face became stronger and stronger. "It seems that you are the reliance of the evil people outside. If you dare to offend me, please stay forever."

Facing the enemy, there is no need to say much. The old priest directly started witchcraft, and a blue water curtain spreads through the sky and the earth, covering the entire back mountain.

"This is the witchcraft formation. Old brother, my Yin-Yang family is also very good at this. It's better to have a good time to talk and see." Shan Gui was not panicked at all when he saw the other party setting up the formation, and he was still mocking him sarcastically.

She gathered a huge vine with one hand, swept across the twisted branches, cracked the ground and shattered stones, and directly attacked the Fusang sacred tree.

The old priest's white eyebrows shook and he flashed in front of the tree, "The Unforgivable Wind."

The incoming giant vines eroded in a strong wind, turning into flying ashes and completely dispersed.

"The wind of no mercy is clear and lively in all directions."

The old priest followed with a move of his hand, and a bright red staff flew into his hand from nowhere, and the power of the magic suddenly doubled.

The smile on Shan Ghost's face was restrained, and his hands formed seals, "Three showcases in the mountains, Shi Lei Ge Man."

Her Yin-Yang Technique was used, and the mountain sounded trembling and roaring, shooting countless gravels, and vines soared into the sky, strangling forward.

Two masters from the Heavenly Realm fought each other on the top of the mountain, rumbling trembling and waving in the sky and underground, spreading to the Shushan Mountains.

The Qin army, who was fighting to fight to the death, was inside Shushan, suddenly felt inexplicable pressure coming from the air, and his combat power was suddenly weakened by three levels.

This time, the defense completely collapsed, and the Demon Lord led his clan members to the back mountain. The master of the Heavenly Realm of the Shushan Witch Clan was dragged down. As long as he was asked to find the entrance to Yu Yuan's seal, everything would be over.

"Evil, die!"

Xing Wu's roar was like a muffled drum, hitting the hearts of the demon believers. He rushed over, his feet and fists condensed with a deep green cyclone.

The iron fist rushed through the ground, and the fierce energy penetrated dozens of feet. The enemies along the way instantly broke all the inner palace and couldn't rise again.

When the Demon Lord saw this burly man, his phoenix eyes flashed and his face was shocked, "It's you, you are not dead."

The last time he fought, he remembered that he had beaten this strong man to his body and even pierced the demonic energy through his body. This guy was still alive?

"wrong!"

The problem now is not why this guy is alive, but how could he appear on the battlefield as a senior leader of Shushan? Didn’t the Qin people detain them all?

Xing Wu stared at the Demon Lord, stared at him like a gong, and stepped deep into the mountain barefoot, and a wild aura was soaring.

Making fighting technique, "Shaking the sky!"

The Demon Lord was shocked and thought quickly.

Just as the two collided, Nongyu, who was in the command, plucked the strings of his jade fingers.

A poem about ice sword and piano echoes from the middle of the mountain. A strange scene appears on this battlefield, with snowflakes flying away and frozen clouds flying like weaves.

The high priest of Shushan led all members of the witch clan priests, the priests of Yin, and their disciples Zan Jiuxuan and Zan Jiuhao, and all joined forces to urge the magic, but the formation of destruction rose and huge flowers bloomed in the sky.

The flowers scattered endless green spots, like a net, and in more than ten breaths, the entire Shu Mountain was covered.

The battle on the battlefield experienced a brief stagnation.

Zhang Han noticed the changes between heaven and earth, spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and touched the corner of his mouth, "That is, the magic to restrain the enemy, finally..."

At the nearest view, a ferocious jackal was rolling on the ground. Suddenly, a long spear came from beside him and smashed it to the ground without any drag.

The crazy Qin soldiers who were contaminated with the Blood Curse of Dead Marrow seemed to be no longer so agile in this green net, and the bloody aura on their bodies became much weaker.

"Shushan Witchcraft, cough cough~"

Zhang Han held the Longxiang Sword, and after a brief look, he took the lead in boosting morale, "Counterattack, at this moment, kill with me~"

"Kill~"

"Kill~"

The birds and beasts infected by the demonic energy lost their physical strength and were no longer threatening.

There are only more than a thousand believers of the Demon God themselves. After experiencing those suicide attacks, the most important elite combat power is only about five or six hundred. These five or six hundred people are also affected by the Destroyed Array, resulting in poor performance of their strength.

The battle situation reversed.

...

The demon lord printed Xing Wu's fists on both fists, and the blasting lightning climbed onto the latter's arms. After a muffled sound, Xing Wu's body flew backwards.

"Destroy the Formation, you, you!"

It was impossible for the Qin people to use this ancient magic that had been passed down for thousands of years to this extent in such a short period of time.

The only explanation is that the Shushan Witch Clan was not detained by the Qin people. Thinking that the Qin people joined forces with them and they were trapped!
Chapter completed!