The loud sound of the horn resounded through the desolate night.

In Dafeng, the battle between mountains and seas between the Buddhists in the Western Regions and the northern and southern demon barbarian coalition forces and the Wushen Sect ushered in the final battle on this sleepless night.

Inside and outside Shanhaiguan, the soldiers of Dafeng and Western Region Buddhism were already lined up. Lu Yuan stood on the north side of a handsome red-tailed eagle.

Behind him is an army of flying beasts composed of five thousand red-tailed eagles.

Since the Battle of Shanhai, the Flying Beast Army has repeatedly made military exploits in several battles, and was further expanded to 5,000 men by Wei Yuan.

This is already a limit number, and no amount of money can afford it.

However, the flying beast army composed of five thousand red-tailed eagles really played the role of a surprise force descended from the sky on the battlefield, forcing the enemy chief to send out several third-level extraordinary combat power in order to resist it.

But tonight, the role of the flying beast army in the battle has become dispensable, because there are too many people on the ground.

The army of Dafeng, the monk soldiers of the Western Regions, the demon barbarians from the north and south, the remnants of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, the army of the Witch God Cult...

In this war where almost all the forces on the land of Kyushu are concentrated, even the third-grade extraordinary combat power has a very limited effect.

All Lu Yuan could do was to protect the Pofront Army soldiers behind him, then look for their extraordinary combat power, and kill them with one final move.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

This was artillery fire washing the ground, and Dafeng's army, under the command of Wei Yuan, took the lead in attacking.

Then there was a chaotic battle. The enemies that Lu Yuan's Pofront Army faced were mainly the northern demon clan.

"Roar!"

Three six-armed apes nearly ten feet tall opened the way ahead, and several dragons over a hundred feet long roamed the battlefield, instantly breaking through the formation of the great Fengfang army.

There was no joy or sadness on Lu Yuan's face. He seemed to rarely take action. That was because he took action too quickly.

In fact, whenever the demon army wants to break through the front line, a sharp javelin will always fall from the sky and kill the invading enemy at an extremely fast speed.

The two colors of green and red wrapped in the javelin are attached with Lu Yuan's bloodline magical powers, the Infernal Demonic Fire and the Sanso Divine Wind. It is a double blow against the soul and the physical body. Even the fourth-level monster clan will be defeated by Lu Yuan. One strike from the air, easily obliterated!

"Boom!"

A six-armed ape refused to fall down, and the big hole left by Lu Yuan's attack on its chest was clearly visible.

The blood all over its body was instantly evaporated, its soul was strangled, and finally it turned into a withered corpse and collapsed.

"Lu Yuan!" This is Zhu Jiu, the leader of the northern demon clan, roaring!

He was seen rushing forward like lightning, heading straight towards Lu Yuan.

"Zhujiu!"

The leader of the Northern Monster Clan was Lu Yuan's old rival. The two sides clashed with each other in mid-air, turning into an earth-shaking loud noise.

"Boom!"

The shock wave formed when the two fisted each other flattened everything around them. Hundreds of soldiers of all races within a hundred meters radius were blown away by the impact of the battle.

"This is an extraordinary fight, retreat quickly!" Kaitai shouted loudly in the crowd.

Even the demon army was retreating in an orderly manner, clearing a battlefield for Lu Yuan and Zhu Jiu. This is the default rule on the battlefield. In the face of the extraordinary, mortals retreat. Because of the power of the third-grade extraordinary combat power when it is launched with full force, it makes ordinary people despair.

Not all soldiers on the battlefield have reached the highest level. Even if they have reached the highest level, low-level practitioners are still vulnerable in the face of third-level extraordinary ones.

After the attack failed, Zhu Jiu decisively revealed his true form, which was a big snake like a mountain, with a red body, no scales, and a single closed eye on his forehead.

Its body was raised high, looking down at Lu Yuan at its feet.

Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a god and demon named "Zhulong" who dominated the extremely cold land in the north. He could see day with his eyes open and night with his eyes closed.

Zhu Jiu is the descendant of that ancient god and demon!

"Die!" The one eye between Zhu Jiu's eyebrows suddenly opened, and the expression between heaven and earth suddenly changed. Half of the originally dark night appeared again.

The wonderful scene of the separation of yin and yang turned into a black and white divine light, falling from the sky and pointing directly at Lu Yuan!

This is the "Chaos of Heaven and Earth" bloodline magical power of the ancient god and demon Zhulong! Zhu Jiu's disagreement was followed by a pure killing move.

Lu Yuan frowned, seeming a little puzzled. Under normal circumstances, the bloodline magical powers of the upper-level demon clan are their last trump card, and they cannot use them easily. Did Zhu Jiu get chicken blood today?

Lu Yuan didn't think much. With a wave of his hand, his eyes turned into a bloody world of cicada wings. A pair of cicada wings soared into the sky, resisting Zhu Jiu's killing blow.

"Now!" Zhu Jiu screamed loudly and used more force. The black and white mysterious light hit the cicada wing world, and he was retreating steadily.

At the same time, on the ground, there was another giant two feet tall, rising into the sky like a cannonball, pointing directly at Lu Yuan with the palm of his hand.

"Suffer death!" The one who suddenly attacked was the leader of the Qingyan tribe of the northern barbarians, Ji Li Zhigu. This third-grade descendant of gods and demons has long been eyeing Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan spun around in mid-air and struck another palm with his backhand. The fierce force knocked Ji Li Zhigu deep into the earth.

At the same time, he himself rose into the sky due to the reaction force. Then, he saw the figure on the sky and the punch that figure punched from top to bottom!

A fifth-level demon clan golden-winged eagle, and on the back of the golden-winged eagle, a third-level barbarian from the Golden Wood tribe, covered in bone armor and with two horns on his head.

The Golden Wood Tribe is the only tribe among the barbarian tribes that domesticates flying beasts. Controlling flying beasts and attacking from the sky, under normal circumstances, it is true that God is not aware of it, and ghosts are not aware of it.

At this moment, the strong wind is hunting and dangers are everywhere.

Lu Yuan was unexpectedly ambushed by three third-level extraordinary masters from the demon and barbarian tribes.

It's a pity that Lu Yuan has faced the siege of the third-level barbarians Ji Li Zhigu and Kanekibe several times, so how could he not take precautions?

"Finally, I've been waiting for you!" A smile appeared on Lu Yuan's lips.

The next moment, the maple red sword that had not been unsheathed for forty-nine days was suddenly unsheathed by him on his waist!

"Qiang!"

The cold light of the sword reflected the sky. Lu Yuan's divine weapon was in hand, and his murderous intention arose!

"One style...magic sword!" Lu Yuan said coldly.

There is no distinction between "divinity" and "demon nature" in the magic sword. If you are driven by evil thoughts, you will become a devil. If you control the devil's thoughts and transcend everything, you will become a god!

After Lu Yuan self-cultivated the Golden elixir of Taoism, his energy flowed through the heavens and the earth, and he had access to the mysteries of creation. He had reached an unimaginable state.

With one knife, you can cut it out as you please, retract and release it freely!

This knife is so emotional and sexual!

This sword shows great wisdom!

This knife has no desire and no need!

At this point in the practice of "Divine Sword Slash", Lu Yuan finally escaped from the category of "demon" and completely entered the realm of "god".

"Jira!"

Under the incredulous gaze of the other party, Lu Yuan just cut the third-grade barbarian from the Golden Wood Tribe into two pieces with a single blow of his sword!

"I have a sword, who can resist it?" Lu Yuan said, holding the maple red sword across his chest. (End of chapter)

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