Let you be a proton, you chase the empress of the enemy country?

Chapter 298 The cannon fires and blasts his mother, Shushu, I want to go home!

Terran Central Plains.

Stand by.

Ying Wuji did not hide the strength of the monster clan, everyone knew in their hearts that this would be an extremely tragic battle.

But they are not afraid at all.

Because they feel that they are also terrifyingly strong, and the thing called the cannon in the dream is really so strong that it makes one's scalp tingle. At first, some people thought that this thing was fabricated by Ying Wuji in the dream to calm people's hearts. thing.

But later, I heard many soldiers say that they were the first batch of artillerymen. When guarding Licheng, they used artillery to repel the elite led by Ji Su, although the artillery at that time was not as strong as the artillery in the dream. , but it is definitely a big killer on the battlefield.

This made them very excited.

Of course, this news did not spread, and it was kept secret from most people.

Because all gunners are trained secretly, not to mention the high level of secrecy, and the number of them is not that many.

confidence in everything.

It's all about fists.

And their fighting spirit.

In addition to coming from fists, it also comes from a belief.

They are not fighting for the nobility this time, but for their own lives.

And Ying Wuji said it.

The human race is a community of destiny, and he will stand at the forefront of the human race.

"The morale is really good..."

Hua Chao stood on the city wall with a slightly touched expression.

The 17 years hadn't left too many marks on her face, just like when she met Ying Wuji back then.

After all, in these years, she has done nothing except comprehend the art of Danqing.

For a cultivator, as long as he does not engage in overdrawn training or fighting, it is not difficult to stay beautiful for decades. It is a pity that as long as it is used as a combat unit, it is impossible not to be overdrawn at all, and even think he is overdrawn. Not strong enough, unable to squeeze out his potential at the fastest speed.

Otherwise, Zhao Clan's Zhuanxu Burning Blood Technique would not have been missed by Gan Chu for so long, and even members of the Zhao Clan's clan were extremely eager for this secret technique.

Non-combat units...there are, but not many. In the past, they were mainly concentrated on the men of the Li family.

After all, the Central Plains of the human race does not support idlers.

"Not so good?"

Ying Wuji had a look of shame on his face: "The monster clan wants to take their land and their lives, so whoever is willing to let it go?"

Hua Chao pursed her lips, didn't speak, just gave Ying Wuji a tender look, and lightly stroked the paintbrush on her waist.

In such a prosperous age, she hoped that Luo Yan could also take a look at it.

Ying Wuji held her hand: "Let's go!"

"Ok!"

She nodded, then let Ying Wuji hold her hand and jumped to the sky.

Step out.

Turn around.

The next moment, it appeared above a deep mountain.

This place is located in the east of the original territory of Di Kingdom, not too far from the Demon Realm. The mountains are dense and the terrain is rugged. It is not suitable for urban development, but it is very suitable for meditation and seclusion.

Among the mountains and forests, there is a quaint Taoist temple standing quietly.

Not large.

Even if it is full of people, it can be worth dozens of people.

Now it is even more empty and looks a bit bleak.

The sun is setting.

The fallen leaves are golden.

The broom "sanded" the ground and gathered the fallen leaves into piles.

The one holding the broom was a stooped old man with gray and thinning hair.

It is already the dying years.

He raised his head and looked at the sky with slightly cloudy eyes.

He called softly, "Come down!"

Two figures fell from the sky.

Ying Wuji bowed down with all the flowers: "Great-great-great-grandson Ying Wuji, and his wife to pay respects to the great-great-great-great-grandfather..."

It was none other than they were going to meet.

It was Bai Xuan, the old elder of the Bai family and also the head of Yang Zhu's lineage.

Ying Wuji had always wanted to visit before, so he asked Wu Shuangxu, the titular mistress, but Wu Shuangxu only said that the time had not come, and he would be notified when the time came.

Although it is not difficult to find Bai Xuan with Ying Wuji's method, but it is still a bit presumptuous after all.

Fortunately, just yesterday, Wu Shuangxu took the initiative to come to the door, saying that the old elder's deadline is approaching, and that if Ying Wuji wants to visit, he can come to the door within ten days.

"Since you have become a monk, you don't need to use your secular seniority."

Bai Xuan waved his hand, with a kind smile on his face, except for his calm demeanor, he was no different from an ordinary late old man: "Since you are Zhao Ning's husband, please let her call me Master!"

Ying Wuji: "..."

Regarding the fact that my wife is my grandma's generation...

After Bai Xuan finished speaking, his eyes shifted to Hua Chao, his expression was vicissitudes and in a trance.

Then, put the broom against the tree.

Turning his hands behind his back, he walked slowly towards the house: "Let's go! Have porridge with me."

After a while.

a table.

Three bowls of porridge.

The three of them sucked slowly.

Bai Xuan raised his head: "You came as early as I imagined."

Ying Wuji was a little ashamed: "There are too many things that need clarification from the elders."

"I can't solve this puzzle!"

Bai Xuan sighed lightly: "If this confusion is so easy to solve, Tsing Yi would not have committed suicide back then, and I would not have delayed until I died without being sanctified."

Ying Wuji was stunned.

He had heard some rumors a long time ago, saying that although the old elder was the helm of Yang Zhu's lineage, he had not entered the saint realm.

But logically speaking, it is impossible for a master who can master such great supernatural powers as Tianyan Divine Art to fail to master three supernatural powers, and with Bai Xuan's experience, it is almost impossible to fail to become a saint because of his state of mind.

Only now is it finally confirmed that Bai Xuan is not unable to become a saint, but unwilling to become a saint.

The reason is very likely that Tsing Yi committed suicide.

For a saint, the saddest thing is that the path of a saint cannot be followed.

The ancient sages were fine, they practiced their own way of sages all their lives, but they didn’t have too strong an idea to add their own way of sages to the whole world. If they didn’t expand so fast, they wouldn’t encounter too many people. hinder.

Later, a hundred schools of thought emerged, and the first sages of the school were keen to give lectures, hoping to benefit the world with their thoughts.

But later disciples and grandchildren found their limitations more and more. Although they were sanctified, they still recruited many disciples, but they couldn't retreat one by one. It was because the path of saints couldn't go through, so they could only retreat and teach disciples, waiting for the birth of new saints.

Tsing Yi got the technique of Danqing by accident, because he witnessed too much injustice in the world, the innocent died tragically, and the perpetrators were free. surgery.

But I never thought that more terrible things were unearthed, and because I couldn't deal with them, I had to commit suicide and martyrdom.

As Tsing Yi's friend, Bai Xuan couldn't be unaware of the dangers inside.

"Master, how can we abandon selfish desires?"

Ying Wuji couldn't help asking.

Bai Xuan stroked his withered and white beard: "Do you want to become a saint and become an ancestor?"

Ying Wuji nodded: "Of course!"

Bai Xuan asked again: "Then do you still want to resurrect the dead and reunite the family?"

Ying Wuji grinned: "I want to! But I can't."

"So you want to abandon your selfish desires?"

"Yes……"

Bai Xuan sighed lightly: "Actually, the method to abandon selfish desires is very simple, you have seen it!"

Ying Wuji asked, "Ji Dong's method?"

Cropped id.

It is indeed possible to abandon selfish desires.

But is this the right thing to do?
As I thought before, is such a person still a human being?

For the sake of the common people in the world, turn yourself into a tool person who has all kinds of emotions and desires?
Bai Xuan said leisurely: "The world is not benevolent, and treats everything as a humble dog; the saint is not benevolent, and treats the common people as a humble dog. Everyone knows that a saint has no ego in his heart, and only then can he benefit the world with the holy way. Ji Dong also deeply believes that, so he did it." Do such extreme things.

But let me ask you, if you have no desires in your heart, how can you understand the desires of all beings?

If you don't even have the ability to perceive the desires of all beings, you have become a saint. Can such a saint be called a saint? "

Ying Wuji was silent, he felt that Bai Xuan was the one who knew Ji Dong best.

He thought for a while and asked, "You mean... I shouldn't get rid of this part of my selfish desires?"

Bai Xuan waved his hand, smiling shamelessly: "If I really know everything, why wait a hundred years? Wuji, do you know why I can live for so long, and why I am willing to see you until the end is approaching?"

Ying Wuji respectfully said: "Please enlighten me, Master!"

Bai Xuan glanced at Hua Chao, and said with emotion: "When Tsing Yi committed suicide, she felt that fate tricked people, and the knowledge of a hundred schools of thought had limitations, so she wanted to use the technique of reincarnation to restore the justice of the world, but she never thought of digging out the great horror. .

But she still thinks that since there is the art of reincarnation in the rules, it means that it has the correct way to dig it out, but she didn't dig it out in the right way. "

Ying Wuji nodded slightly.

He discovered it when he was at the end of the dark city before, there are too many rules in this world, and less than one percent of them can be discovered by people.

There are very few that are summarized as supernatural powers and handed down.

Danqing's soul-crossing technique was originally a supernatural power that could not be more partial, but Tsing Yi excavated the essence of a living being.

If rules exist, they must have a reason.

But the form that appears in the world requires the sage to carefully consider, otherwise, if he is not careful, it will cause catastrophe.

Bai Xuan continued: "Tsing Yi feels that most of the suffering in the world comes from life and death. Suffering will breed hostility, and hostility will lead to disputes. At this time, a law governed by the art of reincarnation is needed to balance right and wrong between good and evil.

It's just...she didn't know what to do, that's why she sealed the technique of reincarnation in her self, and asked me to send it to Xinsheng with the technique of Tianyan.

This may affect the new saint's stepping into the holy road, but once the saint's road is cleared, the new order will inevitably be maintained for a longer period of time, and the cohesive family fortune will be more stable. "

Ying Wuji smiled wryly: "So, Senior Tsing Yi thinks that I can dig out the art of reincarnation in the right way?"

Bai Xuan nodded.

Ying Wuji rubbed his somewhat stiff face: "Such a god-defying supernatural power is entrusted to a selfish person like me to discover, because I'm afraid I won't make a mistake!"

But Bai Xuan asked back: "If you hadn't met Hua Chao, wouldn't you be obsessed with Danqing's soul crossing technique?"

Ying Wuji: "..."

Think about it really is.

Regardless of whether there is Hua Chao or not, Danqing will join in and teach for me, and he will still meet with himself.

It is inevitable to get in touch with Danqing's soul crossing technique.

It is impossible for me not to be interested in this kind of hard work that is close to life and death, and I may even go out and develop this thing myself.

From this point of view, the current situation is the right path.

Bai Xuan sighed lightly: "Everything is fate."

Ying Wuji nodded.

Bai Xuan raised his wrinkled eyelids: "Of course, Tsing Yi knows very well that the art of reincarnation is dangerous, and even the new sage may be troubled by it. So before dying, give me a few years of life, and let me wait for you today.

Although the two of us are dull and don't know the way forward in the art of reincarnation, at least after a few years of stupidity, we can always figure out some problems. If I can help you, I will help you more. "

Ying Wuji was startled: "You... are you waiting for me?"

Bai Xuan nodded with a smile: "If you can figure it out by yourself, I won't wait."

Ying Wuji took a deep breath, and said respectfully, "Master please enlighten me!"

Bai Xuan asked: "Wuji, the first question, do you think immortals should exist?"

Ying Wuji thought for a moment: "Immortal Immortals may exist, but Immortal Immortals cannot. If people live forever with the seven emotions and six desires, Immortals will spread like a plague. No matter how slow the speed is, there will be more and more immortals. There is no need to reproduce, and the motivation for development is completely lost.

If the seven emotions and six desires are cut off, it will be a machine that enforces the rules, but such a person, although he will live forever, is like a prisoner.

As you said just now, if you don't know the sufferings of all beings, you are just a slave to dogma.

Yes or no, the difference is actually not that big. "

In his previous life, he had watched too many TV dramas in which immortals fell in love. He would always "destroy the world for you".

It is true that immortals are forbidden to fall in love, but the plot also stipulates that it violates the rules of heaven to fall in love secretly, and then the protagonist group resists the rules of heaven together.

in fact.

In the final analysis, they are just a group of immortal ordinary people with extraordinary power.

Compared with the secular law enforcement groups, it is nothing more than an extra attribute of longevity and class solidification.

Hanging with no.

If this world is big enough, it would be nothing if there are more longevity cultivators, but the Human Race Central Plains plus Monster Territory is so big, how about a hairy immortal cultivator?

This question of the old elders.

It's about asking yourself about your attitude towards longevity.

Bai Xuan nodded slightly, feeling that his understanding of the art of reincarnation was deeper than he imagined.

After thinking for a moment, he asked again: "Second question, do you think Hua Chao is Tsing Yi's reincarnation?"

"This……"

Ying Wuji hesitated for a moment, then turned his gaze to Hua Chao.

Hua Chao smiled slightly and said: "Senior Tsing Yi's demeanor, the younger generation is only worthy of looking up to, although the younger generation has the inheritance of the senior Tsing Yi, but he has no face to be compared with the senior Tsing Yi. It is not so much the reincarnation as the inheritance, but the luck of the younger generation, the process of comprehension Can be tricky."

Bai Xuan nodded slightly, everyone has different views on this question.

There is no definite answer to this question.

Because of the art of reincarnation, there is no answer, only attitude.

He was silent for a moment, and asked the question he was most concerned about: "Then what do you think, what is the real death of a person?"

Hey!
Ying Wuji's eyes suddenly widened. A flash of inspiration had flashed through his mind before, but he couldn't catch it no matter what.

But Bai Xuan's first two questions made his thinking much clearer, at least he understood which way was right and which way was wrong.

And this last question hit the core of his entanglement thoroughly.

He pondered for a long time, and carefully gave his answer: "When he is forgotten, he is truly dead."

"Um……"

Bai Xuan looked tired, but the smile on his face was full of relief.

It could be seen that he was very satisfied with Ying Wuji's answer.

Opened his mouth: "I've finished my question, your answer is the way you want to go."

He turned his head and looked at Hua Chao: "What Tsing Yi left to you is a complete method of reincarnation, which contains thousands of strokes, but which ones can be written into the new order depends on your own choice."

Ying Wuji and Hua Chao looked at each other, Qiqi stood up, and bowed deeply to Bai Xuan.

"Thank you, Master, for teaching!"

"Let's go back!"

Bai Xuan smiled kindly: "It's time for me to rest."

The husband and wife had complicated expressions. Seeing that Bai Xuan had closed his eyes and lowered his head, they had no choice but to leave and closed the door carefully.

The setting sun still exists outside the house.

With the door closed.

Bai Xuan's aura also disappeared along with the light.

The two stood outside the door for a long time.

Ying Wuji turned his head and asked, "Sister Hua Chao, have you found your way yet?"

Hua Chao nodded: "I probably found it!"

Ying Wuji took a deep breath: "When you succeed, I will step into the holy road, and then we will write the rules into the order together."

When he fully comprehended the mediation of good fortune, he already understood that there has never been a change of rules in this world, because the rules are endless, and what mediation good fortune can do is to decide which rule can be manifested in the world.

That is, order is written in rules.

Emperor Zhuanxu achieved the ancestral realm, formally writing the things related to the bloodline rules that gradually sprouted from Emperor Yan and Huang into the order.

The people who created Mingdu copied the explicit rules of the big world, and copied in a rule of self that has not yet been revealed, relying on the deformed small world that exists in the big world.

And the water of rules is not actually a product of rules being disintegrated. Its source is the order carrier of stable rules.

The path of the saint is the ideal postulate of the new order.

Only when the path of the sage goes well, can one be qualified to write the rules into order, which is equivalent to reaching the bottleneck of breaking through the ancestral realm.

As long as the writing is successful, the strength will definitely leap, and then die naturally, and the way of death will remain.

If writing is unsuccessful.

I really don't know what the consequences are.

Because there is no precedent for people to study, even this information was passed down by Huangnu from Kunpeng.

But think about it with your head.

If the writing is not successful, then it is destined to die.

"Are you nervous?"

Hua Chao couldn't help smiling.

Ying Wuji grinned: "Can you not be nervous? Sister Hua Chao, begging for a hug on my thigh."

……

time flies.

In the Central Plains of the Human Race, the atmosphere for war preparations is getting higher and higher.

In the meantime, quite a few envoys from the Monster Race came to ask Ying Wuji to think carefully about whether he should become the Great Saint of the Monster Race.

Ying Wuji was very polite to them.

Tie them directly into zongzi and hang them up.

Send it to the demon domain in a prison car.

There are also some goblins sneaking in, spreading rumors that Ying Wuji only wants to live forever, and he doesn't want to become a saint.

As a result, no one believed it at all, and those who spread the rumors, no matter the monster race or the human race, were all chopped into meat.

Xindu.

Hall of Elders.

"Hey! They evolve fast."

Ying Wuji curled his lips: "I even learned how to spread rumors, but Te Niang's is a little too rough."

"Who said no!"

Niu Benben looked a little embarrassed, he couldn't even eat the grass cheese on the table.

Because the rumour-mongers who were just caught belonged to their ethnic group, and he had already killed them by himself.

It's really not very clever to spread rumors.

He felt ashamed.

Rubbing his cheeks: "King!"

Ying Wuji said with a straight face, "You still refuse to call me Your Majesty!"

"it's the same!"

Niu Benben waved his hand: "Let me tell you something. Although we are officials of the human race now, we are monster races after all. I just killed a fellow race, which made me feel uncomfortable for a while. Now we will start a fight. A few days ago, an army official asked me to plow the army field, but I don’t want to, if he asks you, don’t agree to it!”

"rest assured!"

Ying Wuji nodded: "I've never been bullied. Yantu is relatively poor and has been ruined by Jidong for a few years. There are people waiting to get rid of poverty there, and the grain output is not returned to the military. Transfer there to suffer?"

"no problem!"

Niu Benben was quite happy. After thinking for a while, he said: "That's right! I said vaguely that there have been several traces of Tianhu's dreams in the folks recently. It should be what the Queen Fox said. The rumors are not only on the surface. Be careful." Some, the Yaozu are targeting you."

"Well! Got it! Go back and rest first, the transfer order will pass tomorrow."

Ying Wuji smiled.

Send Niu Benben away.

His face turned colder.

Although Yaozu's methods are crude, their purpose is quite clear, which is to destroy their holy name.

Although it has no effect now, it even has the opposite effect.

But this war may take a long time. If the situation of the human race is like that of the Chu State, where the morale is low to a certain extent, as long as I make a mistake, it will be infinitely magnified. The difficulty of the holy will become higher.

Tianhu in a dream?

What a chicken thief!

"rumble……"

I don't know if it's an illusion.

Ying Wuji suddenly felt as if something was vibrating.

But soon, this kind of movement became louder and louder, which was obviously not an illusion.

His expression tightened, and he quickly stepped outside the hall, activating the secret technique, and his voice immediately resounded throughout the Central Plains.

"Prepare for battle!"

In just a short moment, all parts of Kyushu became lively.

Loud.

Move quickly.

Seven and a half years of preparation for the war, waiting for this moment.

And Ying Wuji also took a step forward, appearing at the junction of the Central Plains and the Demon Realm.

It was already evening.

As the sun set, it should have been shrouded in darkness, but the night sky here was already flickering with strange brilliance, just as dreamy and gorgeous as the aurora.

The source of the vibration is here.

"Is it time?"

Huang Nu also came quietly, her expression was rather dignified.

"arrive!"

Ying Wuji nodded, the movement was not because of anything else, but because of the collapse of the Central Plains restriction.

The time was earlier than he estimated.

The Zhuanxu seal of the Yan Kingdom cannot be completely restored, and the ban will collapse sooner or later. It can only be said that the Yaozu worked hard and used various means to erode the ban in the Central Plains.

"Hahaha……"

Bursts of wild laughter came from afar.

In a blink of an eye, seven familiar figures appeared and walked towards the two of them slowly.

"Yo!"

Ying Wuji raised his eyebrows: "It's been a long time, everyone, are you also here to be pawns?"

The Nether Tiger Sage waved his hand: "We are the great sages of the monster clan, wouldn't it be too bullying to do it ourselves?"

"Oh?"

Ying Wuji raised his chin lightly: "I thought I could fight against you today, but it's really disappointing! Since you don't plan to fight, why did you come here?"

Chijiri Mahou stroked his beard and smiled and said: "The war of ten thousand races is really a prosperous age. The nine present are all great sages of the monster clan. Shouldn't they watch the battle together?"

Say it.

He waved.

The stars and the moon in the night sky sprinkled a piece of brilliance, forming nine seats in the sky.

Ying Wuji: "..."

You think this is the World Cup.

Invite me to do this?
Chijiri Mahou said indifferently: "There is actually no conflict between you and me. What we want to do is to help you realize that your own ideas are wrong. Let me think that the human race is the primate of all things, and it is also necessary to rule all races." There will be a day of backlash.

Perhaps, after the first encounter between the two sides, you will realize what your problem is.

Stop early.

It is also good to avoid the catastrophe of both sides. "

Ying Wuji nodded: "That's right, let's watch the battle together, so that you can find out how stupid you are on the spot, so that you can kneel down to me in time!"

Say it.

Leap directly to the sky seat with Huang Nu.

The seven great sages of the monster race: "???"

They looked at each other, wondering where Ying Wuji's confidence came from.

The golden-winged roc smiled coldly, touched its beak that had not yet fully transformed: "Hey! This kid has a harder mouth than mine!"

The seven figures lifted off into the sky and sat down together.

These nine seats are ten thousand feet high from the ground, enough to have a panoramic view of the entire battlefield.

Should have lost sight of the details.

But the Chijiri Horse Monkey has already condensed into a water mirror with magical powers, as long as it is even strong enough, it can see every detail of the battlefield through the water mirror.

Ying Wuji glanced at the demon saints. He felt a little regretful that he couldn't kiss them on the battlefield. After all, he was equipped with AOE and group buffs, so he could definitely be higher than these demon saints on the battlefield.

But once he gets out of the game, these demon saints will end up too.

It is estimated that these great sages of the monster clan wanted to go with me.

Everyone wants to win.

But no one wants their own losses to be too heavy.

If the ethnic group reduces too much, there is a risk of genocide.

This wave of watching the battle is quite tacit.

He didn't say much, just looked down.

With the fluctuation of monster power, the Central Plains restriction accelerated and dissipated, and finally collapsed completely at a certain moment.

Demon domain.

Under the cover of night.

Crowds of monsters skipped quickly on the ground.

Flying in the sky, swimming in the water, running on the ground, the formation looks neat and uniform.

Not to mention the mountains and plains.

At least it's blocking out the sun.

Ying Wuji could clearly feel that at least half of the millions of monsters were the backbone of the little monsters.

The so-called little demon is a demon that has survived the transformation period, and the target is the human race's fetal transformation.

Even if Ying Wuji knew about this scale in advance, he couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling.

However, what is more worthy of his attention is the decent vibration shape.

"Huh!"

He smacked his lips: "well-trained, not bad."

Overturning Sea Demon Jiao smiled: "Do you still think that the human race is unique?"

"of course!"

Ying Wuji sneered: "This formation originated from the human race. If you take the initiative to steal it, doesn't it just prove that the human race is unique?"

Sea-covering Demon Flood Dragon: "..."

He suddenly remembered that Chijima Monkey once told him that there seems to be a school called Mingjia among the hundreds of human races, which specializes in fighting with people.

Although his spiritual intelligence has crushed most of the human races, he has never learned how to argue systematically. It seems that he really shouldn't have a verbal dispute with Ying Wuji.

You should still speak with your fists.

He snorted: "The same formation depends on who is using it. There are millions of monster soldiers today. I want to see how you can stop them!"

Ying Wuji didn't reply, just looked down quietly.

When the monster tide approached the edge of the monster domain, it quickly divided into seven waves and marched towards the seven frontier cities. Without any skills, it was just rain and dew.

With an absolute superiority in force, they don't need tactics at all.

Just roll over it.

They just bully the human race with less troops.

After all, they have a variety of arms, and basically occupy the air supremacy. There is even an army composed of rat pangolins, who specialize in building the city wall from the ground.

These are all tactics that appeared in the war against monsters, which made Chu State miserable at that time.

The group of monsters flew by.

The speed is extremely fast, getting closer and closer to the city wall.

Seeing Ying Wuji's expression was a little dignified.

Chijiri Mahou couldn't help but said: "The human race is good at farming and feeds more people, but the human race also pays the price for their health. Compared with the ancient times, the human race's physique is [-]% weaker. Do you really think that the king of the dynasty Is it the right way?"

"Watching a game, why are there so many criticisms?"

"???"

No matter how good-tempered Chijiri Mahou is, he still gets very angry: "Then I would like to see how the human race will face an enemy army whose strength is several times higher after the human race's physical strength has declined."

The voice just fell.

He suddenly heard thunder rolling below.

Looking down, the vast battlefield has already bloomed with sparks at some point.

The two sides have already clashed.

These sparks all bloom among the monsters.

Chijiri Mahou was startled, and quickly set his sights on one of the cities.

It was found that there was already a mess outside the city wall.

More than a dozen Taoist priests stood in a formation and cast spells together. The land outside the city has turned into gold, and all the monster soldiers who escaped and eroded the city wall were trapped and could only struggle helplessly.

He had seen this spell before.

Tiangang's 36 spells point to the ground and become steel, which can completely overcome all kinds of escaping spells.

And this spell also made the demon soldiers on the ground less a way out.

On the city wall at this moment, the black and thick steel pipes continuously sounded muffled thunder, followed by sparks blooming.

The power of this spark is not small, at least equivalent to the mysterious spells cast by the human race's womb state. It has a great impact on those beasts that have not yet transformed. Fortunately, some strong little monsters can carry it and cover it The little demon is not that strong physically.

but……

This explosion is too dense!
A spell with a range of profound damage is nothing to worry about, because they have enough troops, they don't need to care about it at all.

but……

Hundreds of mysterious spells per breath, who can resist this?

In just a split second, the demon tide in charge of charging into the formation became disordered.

Seven Great Demon Saints: "..."

They were all dumbfounded, their eyes widened.

What is this flame-breathing metal pipe?
Good guy!
There is no sign of casting a spell, why is there such power?

If you remember well, such a spell, even if it is a genius of the human race, it will take a long time to cast it, right?
Hundreds of mysterious spells in one breath.

How many masters do they have?

Don't these masters rest?
If you cast spells so frequently, won't it be hollowed out?

They don't understand.

But was shocked.

However, the impact of frequent explosions is far more than that.

The ground combat power was out of touch, causing the flying troops to penetrate deep into the enemy's camp. The archers formed on the city wall fired indiscriminately at the sky with full firepower.

Every arrow is engraved with patterns.

An archer is a professional archer who refines a strong bow into a divine weapon of his own destiny.

Bows and arrows burst out of the air, with terrifyingly high lethality.

No matter how high the average cultivation level of the flying troops is, they must honestly become angels with broken wings after being hit by an arrow.

This seemingly turbulent tide of monsters was obviously blocked in the first place.

Seven Great Demon Saints: "..."

Their scalps are a little numb.

Although they all felt that this battle must be won, they deliberately learned about the cultivation system of the human race for this battle.

This kind of arrow with engraved lines is very powerful, and the difficulty is not so high.

But it has a fatal flaw.

The process is cumbersome and has high requirements on the arrow material.

translate.

It is - expensive!

This is... the power of money?

But that's not what puzzled them the most.

The golden-winged roc gritted its teeth in hatred: "You take the bow as your life, how many human cultivators have you destroyed?"

Most of those flying troops respected him, and his heart ached so much that he was about to bleed.

This group of archers is simply their natural enemies, how could he not hate them?
If you can bow as your life, your strength will inevitably be weakened. How can these people be willing?

Ying Wuji curled his lips: "It seems that you have only learned superficially when you learn from the human race. You can't even understand the simple division of labor? Why don't you surrender early and help our human race to establish a fortune dynasty? Then there will be a special study session for you I will teach you the lessons of the human race!"

Golden Winged Roc: "Hehe!"

He sneered.

Then continue to look down.

This opening is very different from the crushing situation he imagined.

But he still didn't think he would lose.

The metal pipe and the archer group are indeed tricky, and can cause a strong suppression of a huge group of monsters.

But it's just suppression. You must know that there are not many ethnic groups famous for their physical strength, and their physique can completely resist the explosion.

Although archers are tricky, trying to suppress so many air troops is also a dream.

and so.

Even though the cannon fodder was blocked from the fire blockade, the first batch of vanguards still approached the city wall and charged with the human cavalry.

As for the flying troops, nearly [-]% of them rushed into the city wall, trying to destroy the logistics in the city, killing people inside and outside the city wall.

The sound of artillery was continuous.

The sound of bows and arrows didn't stop.

But it seems to be submerged in the demon tide.

However, the human army is orderly, even if it is submerged, it has no tendency to collapse.

This dozen.

From night to dawn.

The air smelled of blood and burnt feathers, and corpses were strewn all over the walls.

One battle down.

No winner, no loser.

It cannot be evaluated, it can only be described as bloody and tragic.

Even many monster races can't stand these bloody scenes. After all, even if they were hunting in the past, they rarely exceeded the scale of ten.

As a result, this night... more than [-] people were killed or injured in one city alone.

Many Yaozu vomited.

This scene of life being worthless has already aroused the fear deep in their blood.

The Mouse King, who led an army of rat monsters to overturn the city wall, was isolated from the battlefield from the very beginning, and watched the battle from the edge for a whole night.

Not much hurt, but mentally broken.

When the Yaozu had no choice but to withdraw their troops in the early morning, he dragged the main attacking Demon King and cried, "I want to go home!"

As a result, he was beaten violently by the demon king.

First firefight.

That's it.

The monster army evacuated with their troops. Their monster power had reached the limit. If they continued to fight, they could only be beaten passively. Anyway, they were physically strong, and they also had tree monsters who specially healed their wounds. Their recovery was faster than that of the human race.

And the human army also began to silently collect the corpses, recover the arrows, and repair the city walls.

this battle.

They didn't crumble, but the pressure wasn't low at all.

If it weren't for a famous general sitting in the town and trying his best to block the demon king several times, they might not be able to stand up.

"..."

above the sky.

Everyone was silenced.

Obviously, the opponent's strength far exceeded his expectations.

Ying Wuji grinned: "The first round is over, do you still have an appointment next time?"

Niu Mosheng gritted his teeth: "Yo! I want to see if your metal pipe can spray so hard every day!"

He was really angry.

Because the Bull Clan is a meat shield unit, although not many were killed in battle due to their strong physique, there were not many serious injuries.

This time, he was leading the army, a concubine of the Great Demon Realm.

Niu Huanxi was about to explode.

This metal pipe is too ruthless, but I have never heard of this thing before. Rare things are expensive, and the cost must be not small.

"Don't worry, I'll see you later!"

Ying Wuji smiled slightly: "But it's not interesting to look at it. I'll come over next time to order some human food. Have you heard from your son that the wine thief of the human race is delicious."

"I've heard of it!"

The Bull Demon Saint was a little surprised, he was indeed a little bit coveted by the fine wine of the human race, and even got a few jars by luck.

It's just that he didn't expect that Ying Wuji would be so generous that he would even treat himself to drink this.

This guy is nice.

The battle of ideas will never give up.

But in private it is quite generous.

Ying Wuji: "Do you want to drink?"

Bull Demon Saint: "Drink!"

Ying Wuji: "Okay! Shall I make some braised beef for dinner?"

Bull Demon Saint: "???"

Ying Wuji: "..."

Bull Demon Saint: "If you don't eat it, you will easily get mad cow disease."

Ying Wuji: "..."

If you don't get mad cow disease.

You just ate it, right?

……

Next.

It is still a desperate game for both sides.

The Yaozu didn't plan to use the art of war, because they knew that it was invented by the human race, and they couldn't understand it.

They occupy the superiority of force.

Then make the most of it.

Forcibly playing the art of war, it is very likely to play yourself into it.

As long as you don't play, the other party can't play either.

And the Seven Great Demon Saints have always believed that the metal tube won't last long.

In fact.

It really can't last too long.

This has always been something that Ying Wuji is worried about. Over the years, all the excellent craftsmen of the Human Dynasty have been mobilized by Wu Dan to make ordnance. With brainstorming, their level has improved rapidly.

Gunpowder optimization has also been going on.

But after all, it has only been started for more than ten years, and besides providing some basic suggestions, the traveler himself has no knowledge reserves.

Therefore, no matter how fast this field improves, the progress is limited.

The production capacity of gunpowder cannot be greater than the number of monster clans.

He was just gambling.

It seems that the gunpowder reserves can't keep up.

Or the panic of the Yaozu can't be suppressed first.

Because of the so-called Yaozu.

It is simply a false concept.

There was already a hunting relationship between their groups, and the joint attack on the Central Plains was all an agreement reached at the level of the demon king.

And their battle losses are not even at all.

Sooner or later internal unrest will break out.

When.

Even if the monster clan continues to fight, they will give up this tactic of flooding the monster tide, which will greatly reduce the pressure on the front line.

There is even a blank period in between.

Gain time for Huachao to break through.

In the early days of the war, there was an annexation regardless of the cost.

Just for this.

only hope.

Their internal conflicts broke out earlier.

Otherwise, the gunpowder reserves will be emptied.

That would be embarrassing!
Military aircraft camp.

"Return?"

Ying Wuji asked.

Nangong Yu nodded: "Back! Back a hundred miles, it should be a meeting."

"call……"

Ying Wuji let out a long sigh of relief, the bet finally won.

Nangong Yu looked at the bandages on his body, a little helpless: "What do you think the Yaozu will do next?"

"how could I know?"

Ying Wuji grinned: "If you force me to guess, I will guess... beheading!"

(End of this chapter)