The two armies confronted each other, and their auras instantly became tense.
In terms of numbers, the demon army of the Heavenly Court undoubtedly had a huge advantage, about ten times that of the Sorcerer Tribe.
This was something he had learned after countless life-and-death battles and the sacrifice of blood. The demon army of the Heavenly Court was often ten times stronger than the Wu Tribe in order to be truly equal and to be able to confront them head-on.
Of course, the Heavenly Court's demon race was much more numerous than the Wu Tribe. The Wu Tribe had also tacitly acknowledged that there were ten times the number of enemies and did not care.
As for the Taiyi, Golden Immortal, and Great Demon Kings, the gap between them and the Wu Tribe's Great Wu was gradually closing, but their numbers were three times that of the Wu Tribe.
A total of 30 Grand Unity Golden Immortal demon monarchs were sent.
On the whole, this was a battle of evenly matched soldiers.
"Hahaha, cowards of the celestial heavens, are you really not afraid of death? You actually dare to choose our Houtu tribe to train your troops. If I don't destroy all of you here, I, Taiwu, will sacrifice my head to God Father.”
Grand Wizard Taiwu stood up with his iron tower-like body and shouted with a loud voice that was unique to the Wizard Tribe.
It was mixed with rolling laughter.
The tribes led by the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were also strong and weak.
The two strongest tribes were the Emperor River Tribe and the Candle Dragon Tribe. The Houtu Tribe was in the second tier because of Xing Tian, while the Mysterious Underworld Tribe and the Qiangliang Tribe were in the third tier.
In the battle against the demon army of the celestial heavens, Houtu Tribe had won more than they lost, and they had made a name for themselves.
The demons did not stand on ceremony either. The Greater Demon King Bi Fang and Zhujian were the strongest below the Zenith Heaven Demon Sage. They were Connate Godfiends and their individual strength was not weaker than the Grand Magi of the Sorcerer Tribe.
The Bi Fang's true form was a red-footed divine bird with two wings and one foot. It symbolized disaster and was an innate god.
At this moment, his face was cold and his cold eyes swept around. Finally, his eyes fell on Su Changqing, who was sitting in the chariot and was the center of the Sorcerer Tribe. He said,
"A mere Postnatal Sorcerer is not qualified to talk to me. Let the commander of your Sorcerer Tribe army come out.”
Su Changqing's usual gentleness was gone. His eyes were filled with murderous intent. He smiled faintly and said,"I agree with Taiwu. Whoever dares to challenge the dignity of Houtu Tribe will be destroyed.”
The Great Demon King Zhujian and the Bifang looked at each other. They stared at Su Changqing and sized him up for a while."Who are you?" they asked. There are tens of thousands of great shamans in the Houtu tribe. I have heard of them, but I have never seen you before?”
The war between the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes had lasted for half an era since the ancient times.
Basically, he had an impression of the middle and upper echelons of the two clans.
However, Su Changqing was a newly-ascended Primordial expert and a newcomer. He was not in the memories of the Bifang and Zhujian.
"I, Su Changqing, am the Great Commander of the Sorcerer Tribe. I will kill you soon.”
Su Changqing's tone was calm.
However, the Bifang, Zhujian, and other greater demon monarchs were alarmed.
It was Su Changqing.
How did the Golden Immortal Sorcerer who had killed the son of Demon Saint Ji Meng become a Grand Unity Sorcerer?
Most importantly, he was the Senior Magus that Demon Sage Bai Ze had ordered to find.
He had to capture her alive!
The Bi Fang and Zhujian demon monarchs looked at each other and thought to themselves tacitly. All their words ended with a look.
"Hmph, your words are sharp, but what matters on the battlefield is true ability.”
The Bi Fang shouted,"Generals, listen up! Kill!"”
In an instant.
The nearly 100 million demon troops of the Heavenly Court surged toward the Sorcerer Tribe like a flood.
Some of the ferocious birds and demonic beasts were as small as dust, moving stealthily and attacking Senior Magi. Some were as huge as mountains and rivers, easily stirring up a region of the void.
The divine art was unleashed, and the earth and sky were about to be submerged in an instant.
The abyss split open, wind and lightning surged, and the five elements of Yin and Yang evolved.
It was extremely gorgeous.
"Shamans, scatter them!”
Su Changqing also waved his sleeves and shouted loudly, his voice as loud as thunder.
Rumble!
The Fiendgod Evil Qi surged. The Sorcerer Tribe's battle generals all revealed their Sorcerer Tribe's battle forms. Every step they took could cause the mountains and rivers to tremble.
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
Fighting intent rose into the sky, and there was no other words.
All the Sorcerer Tribe generals charged at the Demon Tribe army.
Like two torrents, thousands of liches and demons fell in an instant, and their blood stained the mountains and rivers of the Primordial World.
This was the cruelty and hot-bloodedness of war.
There was no reason for it, it was all for the glory of the race.
To immortals and gods, death was never the final destination.
A moment in a thousand years, a change in ten thousand years.
In the future, they might be able to reappear in the Primordial Land in other forms.
"Set up the formation!"
A greater demon of the demon race shouted and coldly ordered.
A battle flag was raised, and hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers instantly changed their formation. Their vital qi soared into the sky and connected with the seven constellations of the Xuanwu.
He ordered the nomological laws of the northern terrain to transform into the four seasons of extreme cold and winter. In an instant, an incomparably huge Xuanwu god phantom formed and enveloped the area, forcefully withstanding all the attacks!
Many warriors of the Voodoo Race were hit by the attack, but they were all repelled by a powerful and cold force. Their bodies exploded, and their flesh and blood turned into ice foam and flew everywhere.
"Get into formation and order the Azure Dragon!"
"Get into formation and order the Vermilion Bird!"
"Get into formation and order the white tigers!"
Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise…The Four Symbols Battle Formation spread out in all directions!
Starlight shone as spring, summer, autumn, and winter revolved…The mysteries of time and space were displayed within. It was one of the supreme killing battle formations created by the great divine arts of the celestial heavens with the power of the stars in the sky.
The moment the battle formation was activated, it was successful. Millions of demon soldiers were in formation, and countless shaman generals were crushed into powder!
"Brothers, call the Holy Dharma Idol of Lord Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu!”
Facing the demon battle formation.
The Sorcerer Tribe also had a countermeasure.
A group of Voodoo warriors walked into the void. They walked with mysterious steps and chanted hymns to the Ancestors of Sorcery. They were communicating with heaven and earth and resonating with a grand spirit!
The sacred supreme Dharma Idol that belonged to the Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu gradually appeared on the battlefield.
When he opened his eyes, he had an incredible divine power that could see the three worlds and look down on the past, present, and future.
What kind of concept did that represent?
The appearance of Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu was a blow to the ordinary demons.
Wherever his eyes looked, it also meant that the enemy's fire of life had been extinguished.
Like a war machine, it reaped lives.
"Kill them!"
The battle had reached its climax.
The weapons shone with a cold light, using the enemy's bones to show their might!
No one was afraid or cowered.
There was only a bloody battle.
This was the war between immortals and gods.
(After waking up, I updated two chapters, but I didn't receive a single monthly ticket. Not to mention the tips, even the flowers and evaluation tickets were few and far between. I'm crying ~) The two armies confronted each other, and their auras instantly became tense.
In terms of numbers, the demon army of the Heavenly Court undoubtedly had a huge advantage, about ten times that of the Sorcerer Tribe.
This was something he had learned after countless life-and-death battles and the sacrifice of blood. The demon army of the Heavenly Court was often ten times stronger than the Wu Tribe in order to be truly equal and to be able to confront them head-on.
Of course, the Heavenly Court's demon race was much more numerous than the Wu Tribe. The Wu Tribe had also tacitly acknowledged that there were ten times the number of enemies and did not care.
As for the Taiyi, Golden Immortal, and Great Demon Kings, the gap between them and the Wu Tribe's Great Wu was gradually closing, but their numbers were three times that of the Wu Tribe.
A total of 30 Grand Unity Golden Immortal demon monarchs were sent.
On the whole, this was a battle of evenly matched soldiers.
"Hahaha, cowards of the celestial heavens, are you really not afraid of death? You actually dare to choose our Houtu tribe to train your troops. If I don't destroy all of you here, I, Taiwu, will sacrifice my head to God Father.”
Grand Wizard Taiwu stood up with his iron tower-like body and shouted with a loud voice that was unique to the Wizard Tribe.
It was mixed with rolling laughter.
The tribes led by the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were also strong and weak.
The two strongest tribes were the Emperor River Tribe and the Candle Dragon Tribe. The Houtu Tribe was in the second tier because of Xing Tian, while the Mysterious Underworld Tribe and the Qiangliang Tribe were in the third tier.
In the battle against the demon army of the celestial heavens, Houtu Tribe had won more than they lost, and they had made a name for themselves.
The demons did not stand on ceremony either. The Greater Demon King Bi Fang and Zhujian were the strongest below the Zenith Heaven Demon Sage. They were Connate Godfiends and their individual strength was not weaker than the Grand Magi of the Sorcerer Tribe.
The Bi Fang's true form was a red-footed divine bird with two wings and one foot. It symbolized disaster and was an innate god.
At this moment, his face was cold and his cold eyes swept around. Finally, his eyes fell on Su Changqing, who was sitting in the chariot and was the center of the Sorcerer Tribe. He said,
"A mere Postnatal Sorcerer is not qualified to talk to me. Let the commander of your Sorcerer Tribe army come out.”
Su Changqing's usual gentleness was gone. His eyes were filled with murderous intent. He smiled faintly and said,"I agree with Taiwu. Whoever dares to challenge the dignity of Houtu Tribe will be destroyed.”
The Great Demon King Zhujian and the Bifang looked at each other. They stared at Su Changqing and sized him up for a while."Who are you?" they asked. There are tens of thousands of great shamans in the Houtu tribe. I have heard of them, but I have never seen you before?”
The war between the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes had lasted for half an era since the ancient times.
Basically, he had an impression of the middle and upper echelons of the two clans.
However, Su Changqing was a newly-ascended Primordial expert and a newcomer. He was not in the memories of the Bifang and Zhujian.
"I, Su Changqing, am the Great Commander of the Sorcerer Tribe. I will kill you soon.”
Su Changqing's tone was calm.
However, the Bifang, Zhujian, and other greater demon monarchs were alarmed.
It was Su Changqing.
How did the Golden Immortal Sorcerer who had killed the son of Demon Saint Ji Meng become a Grand Unity Sorcerer?
Most importantly, he was the Senior Magus that Demon Sage Bai Ze had ordered to find.
He had to capture her alive!
The Bi Fang and Zhujian demon monarchs looked at each other and thought to themselves tacitly. All their words ended with a look.
"Hmph, your words are sharp, but what matters on the battlefield is true ability.”
The Bi Fang shouted,"Generals, listen up! Kill!"”
In an instant.
The nearly 100 million demon troops of the Heavenly Court surged toward the Sorcerer Tribe like a flood.
Some of the ferocious birds and demonic beasts were as small as dust, moving stealthily and attacking Senior Magi. Some were as huge as mountains and rivers, easily stirring up a region of the void.
The divine art was unleashed, and the earth and sky were about to be submerged in an instant.
The abyss split open, wind and lightning surged, and the five elements of Yin and Yang evolved.
It was extremely gorgeous.
"Shamans, scatter them!”
Su Changqing also waved his sleeves and shouted loudly, his voice as loud as thunder.
Rumble!
The Fiendgod Evil Qi surged. The Sorcerer Tribe's battle generals all revealed their Sorcerer Tribe's battle forms. Every step they took could cause the mountains and rivers to tremble.
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
Fighting intent rose into the sky, and there was no other words.
All the Sorcerer Tribe generals charged at the Demon Tribe army.
Like two torrents, thousands of liches and demons fell in an instant, and their blood stained the mountains and rivers of the Primordial World.
This was the cruelty and hot-bloodedness of war.
There was no reason for it, it was all for the glory of the race.
To immortals and gods, death was never the final destination.
A moment in a thousand years, a change in ten thousand years.
In the future, they might be able to reappear in the Primordial Land in other forms.
"Set up the formation!"
A greater demon of the demon race shouted and coldly ordered.
A battle flag was raised, and hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers instantly changed their formation. Their vital qi soared into the sky and connected with the seven constellations of the Xuanwu.
He ordered the nomological laws of the northern terrain to transform into the four seasons of extreme cold and winter. In an instant, an incomparably huge Xuanwu god phantom formed and enveloped the area, forcefully withstanding all the attacks!
Many warriors of the Voodoo Race were hit by the attack, but they were all repelled by a powerful and cold force. Their bodies exploded, and their flesh and blood turned into ice foam and flew everywhere.
"Get into formation and order the Azure Dragon!"
"Get into formation and order the Vermilion Bird!"
"Get into formation and order the white tigers!"
Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise…The Four Symbols Battle Formation spread out in all directions!
Starlight shone as spring, summer, autumn, and winter revolved…The mysteries of time and space were displayed within. It was one of the supreme killing battle formations created by the great divine arts of the celestial heavens with the power of the stars in the sky.
The moment the battle formation was activated, it was successful. Millions of demon soldiers were in formation, and countless shaman generals were crushed into powder!
"Brothers, call the Holy Dharma Idol of Lord Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu!”
Facing the demon battle formation.
The Sorcerer Tribe also had a countermeasure.
A group of Voodoo warriors walked into the void. They walked with mysterious steps and chanted hymns to the Ancestors of Sorcery. They were communicating with heaven and earth and resonating with a grand spirit!
The sacred supreme Dharma Idol that belonged to the Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu gradually appeared on the battlefield.
When he opened his eyes, he had an incredible divine power that could see the three worlds and look down on the past, present, and future.
What kind of concept did that represent?
The appearance of Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu was a blow to the ordinary demons.
Wherever his eyes looked, it also meant that the enemy's fire of life had been extinguished.
Like a war machine, it reaped lives.
"Kill them!"
The battle had reached its climax.
The weapons shone with a cold light, using the enemy's bones to show their might!
No one was afraid or cowered.
There was only a bloody battle.
This was the war between immortals and gods.
(After waking up, I updated two chapters, but I didn't receive a single monthly ticket. Not to mention the tips, even the flowers and evaluation tickets were few and far between. I'm crying ~) The two armies confronted each other, and their auras instantly became tense.
In terms of numbers, the demon army of the Heavenly Court undoubtedly had a huge advantage, about ten times that of the Sorcerer Tribe.
This was something he had learned after countless life-and-death battles and the sacrifice of blood. The demon army of the Heavenly Court was often ten times stronger than the Wu Tribe in order to be truly equal and to be able to confront them head-on.
Of course, the Heavenly Court's demon race was much more numerous than the Wu Tribe. The Wu Tribe had also tacitly acknowledged that there were ten times the number of enemies and did not care.
As for the Taiyi, Golden Immortal, and Great Demon Kings, the gap between them and the Wu Tribe's Great Wu was gradually closing, but their numbers were three times that of the Wu Tribe.
A total of 30 Grand Unity Golden Immortal demon monarchs were sent.
On the whole, this was a battle of evenly matched soldiers.
"Hahaha, cowards of the celestial heavens, are you really not afraid of death? You actually dare to choose our Houtu tribe to train your troops. If I don't destroy all of you here, I, Taiwu, will sacrifice my head to God Father.”
Grand Wizard Taiwu stood up with his iron tower-like body and shouted with a loud voice that was unique to the Wizard Tribe.
It was mixed with rolling laughter.
The tribes led by the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were also strong and weak.
The two strongest tribes were the Emperor River Tribe and the Candle Dragon Tribe. The Houtu Tribe was in the second tier because of Xing Tian, while the Mysterious Underworld Tribe and the Qiangliang Tribe were in the third tier.
In the battle against the demon army of the celestial heavens, Houtu Tribe had won more than they lost, and they had made a name for themselves.
The demons did not stand on ceremony either. The Greater Demon King Bi Fang and Zhujian were the strongest below the Zenith Heaven Demon Sage. They were Connate Godfiends and their individual strength was not weaker than the Grand Magi of the Sorcerer Tribe.
The Bi Fang's true form was a red-footed divine bird with two wings and one foot. It symbolized disaster and was an innate god.
At this moment, his face was cold and his cold eyes swept around. Finally, his eyes fell on Su Changqing, who was sitting in the chariot and was the center of the Sorcerer Tribe. He said,
"A mere Postnatal Sorcerer is not qualified to talk to me. Let the commander of your Sorcerer Tribe army come out.”
Su Changqing's usual gentleness was gone. His eyes were filled with murderous intent. He smiled faintly and said,"I agree with Taiwu. Whoever dares to challenge the dignity of Houtu Tribe will be destroyed.”
The Great Demon King Zhujian and the Bifang looked at each other. They stared at Su Changqing and sized him up for a while."Who are you?" they asked. There are tens of thousands of great shamans in the Houtu tribe. I have heard of them, but I have never seen you before?”
The war between the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes had lasted for half an era since the ancient times.
Basically, he had an impression of the middle and upper echelons of the two clans.
However, Su Changqing was a newly-ascended Primordial expert and a newcomer. He was not in the memories of the Bifang and Zhujian.
"I, Su Changqing, am the Great Commander of the Sorcerer Tribe. I will kill you soon.”
Su Changqing's tone was calm.
However, the Bifang, Zhujian, and other greater demon monarchs were alarmed.
It was Su Changqing.
How did the Golden Immortal Sorcerer who had killed the son of Demon Saint Ji Meng become a Grand Unity Sorcerer?
Most importantly, he was the Senior Magus that Demon Sage Bai Ze had ordered to find.
He had to capture her alive!
The Bi Fang and Zhujian demon monarchs looked at each other and thought to themselves tacitly. All their words ended with a look.
"Hmph, your words are sharp, but what matters on the battlefield is true ability.”
The Bi Fang shouted,"Generals, listen up! Kill!"”
In an instant.
The nearly 100 million demon troops of the Heavenly Court surged toward the Sorcerer Tribe like a flood.
Some of the ferocious birds and demonic beasts were as small as dust, moving stealthily and attacking Senior Magi. Some were as huge as mountains and rivers, easily stirring up a region of the void.
The divine art was unleashed, and the earth and sky were about to be submerged in an instant.
The abyss split open, wind and lightning surged, and the five elements of Yin and Yang evolved.
It was extremely gorgeous.
"Shamans, scatter them!”
Su Changqing also waved his sleeves and shouted loudly, his voice as loud as thunder.
Rumble!
The Fiendgod Evil Qi surged. The Sorcerer Tribe's battle generals all revealed their Sorcerer Tribe's battle forms. Every step they took could cause the mountains and rivers to tremble.
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
Fighting intent rose into the sky, and there was no other words.
All the Sorcerer Tribe generals charged at the Demon Tribe army.
Like two torrents, thousands of liches and demons fell in an instant, and their blood stained the mountains and rivers of the Primordial World.
This was the cruelty and hot-bloodedness of war.
There was no reason for it, it was all for the glory of the race.
To immortals and gods, death was never the final destination.
A moment in a thousand years, a change in ten thousand years.
In the future, they might be able to reappear in the Primordial Land in other forms.
"Set up the formation!"
A greater demon of the demon race shouted and coldly ordered.
A battle flag was raised, and hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers instantly changed their formation. Their vital qi soared into the sky and connected with the seven constellations of the Xuanwu.
He ordered the nomological laws of the northern terrain to transform into the four seasons of extreme cold and winter. In an instant, an incomparably huge Xuanwu god phantom formed and enveloped the area, forcefully withstanding all the attacks!
Many warriors of the Voodoo Race were hit by the attack, but they were all repelled by a powerful and cold force. Their bodies exploded, and their flesh and blood turned into ice foam and flew everywhere.
"Get into formation and order the Azure Dragon!"
"Get into formation and order the Vermilion Bird!"
"Get into formation and order the white tigers!"
Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise…The Four Symbols Battle Formation spread out in all directions!
Starlight shone as spring, summer, autumn, and winter revolved…The mysteries of time and space were displayed within. It was one of the supreme killing battle formations created by the great divine arts of the celestial heavens with the power of the stars in the sky.
The moment the battle formation was activated, it was successful. Millions of demon soldiers were in formation, and countless shaman generals were crushed into powder!
"Brothers, call the Holy Dharma Idol of Lord Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu!”
Facing the demon battle formation.
The Sorcerer Tribe also had a countermeasure.
A group of Voodoo warriors walked into the void. They walked with mysterious steps and chanted hymns to the Ancestors of Sorcery. They were communicating with heaven and earth and resonating with a grand spirit!
The sacred supreme Dharma Idol that belonged to the Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu gradually appeared on the battlefield.
When he opened his eyes, he had an incredible divine power that could see the three worlds and look down on the past, present, and future.
What kind of concept did that represent?
The appearance of Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu was a blow to the ordinary demons.
Wherever his eyes looked, it also meant that the enemy's fire of life had been extinguished.
Like a war machine, it reaped lives.
"Kill them!"
The battle had reached its climax.
The weapons shone with a cold light, using the enemy's bones to show their might!
No one was afraid or cowered.
There was only a bloody battle.
This was the war between immortals and gods.
(After waking up, I updated two chapters, but I didn't receive a single monthly ticket. Not to mention the tips, even the flowers and evaluation tickets were few and far between. I'm crying ~) The two armies confronted each other, and their auras instantly became tense.
In terms of numbers, the demon army of the Heavenly Court undoubtedly had a huge advantage, about ten times that of the Sorcerer Tribe.
This was something he had learned after countless life-and-death battles and the sacrifice of blood. The demon army of the Heavenly Court was often ten times stronger than the Wu Tribe in order to be truly equal and to be able to confront them head-on.
Of course, the Heavenly Court's demon race was much more numerous than the Wu Tribe. The Wu Tribe had also tacitly acknowledged that there were ten times the number of enemies and did not care.
As for the Taiyi, Golden Immortal, and Great Demon Kings, the gap between them and the Wu Tribe's Great Wu was gradually closing, but their numbers were three times that of the Wu Tribe.
A total of 30 Grand Unity Golden Immortal demon monarchs were sent.
On the whole, this was a battle of evenly matched soldiers.
"Hahaha, cowards of the celestial heavens, are you really not afraid of death? You actually dare to choose our Houtu tribe to train your troops. If I don't destroy all of you here, I, Taiwu, will sacrifice my head to God Father.”
Grand Wizard Taiwu stood up with his iron tower-like body and shouted with a loud voice that was unique to the Wizard Tribe.
It was mixed with rolling laughter.
The tribes led by the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were also strong and weak.
The two strongest tribes were the Emperor River Tribe and the Candle Dragon Tribe. The Houtu Tribe was in the second tier because of Xing Tian, while the Mysterious Underworld Tribe and the Qiangliang Tribe were in the third tier.
In the battle against the demon army of the celestial heavens, Houtu Tribe had won more than they lost, and they had made a name for themselves.
The demons did not stand on ceremony either. The Greater Demon King Bi Fang and Zhujian were the strongest below the Zenith Heaven Demon Sage. They were Connate Godfiends and their individual strength was not weaker than the Grand Magi of the Sorcerer Tribe.
The Bi Fang's true form was a red-footed divine bird with two wings and one foot. It symbolized disaster and was an innate god.
At this moment, his face was cold and his cold eyes swept around. Finally, his eyes fell on Su Changqing, who was sitting in the chariot and was the center of the Sorcerer Tribe. He said,
"A mere Postnatal Sorcerer is not qualified to talk to me. Let the commander of your Sorcerer Tribe army come out.”
Su Changqing's usual gentleness was gone. His eyes were filled with murderous intent. He smiled faintly and said,"I agree with Taiwu. Whoever dares to challenge the dignity of Houtu Tribe will be destroyed.”
The Great Demon King Zhujian and the Bifang looked at each other. They stared at Su Changqing and sized him up for a while."Who are you?" they asked. There are tens of thousands of great shamans in the Houtu tribe. I have heard of them, but I have never seen you before?”
The war between the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes had lasted for half an era since the ancient times.
Basically, he had an impression of the middle and upper echelons of the two clans.
However, Su Changqing was a newly-ascended Primordial expert and a newcomer. He was not in the memories of the Bifang and Zhujian.
"I, Su Changqing, am the Great Commander of the Sorcerer Tribe. I will kill you soon.”
Su Changqing's tone was calm.
However, the Bifang, Zhujian, and other greater demon monarchs were alarmed.
It was Su Changqing.
How did the Golden Immortal Sorcerer who had killed the son of Demon Saint Ji Meng become a Grand Unity Sorcerer?
Most importantly, he was the Senior Magus that Demon Sage Bai Ze had ordered to find.
He had to capture her alive!
The Bi Fang and Zhujian demon monarchs looked at each other and thought to themselves tacitly. All their words ended with a look.
"Hmph, your words are sharp, but what matters on the battlefield is true ability.”
The Bi Fang shouted,"Generals, listen up! Kill!"”
In an instant.
The nearly 100 million demon troops of the Heavenly Court surged toward the Sorcerer Tribe like a flood.
Some of the ferocious birds and demonic beasts were as small as dust, moving stealthily and attacking Senior Magi. Some were as huge as mountains and rivers, easily stirring up a region of the void.
The divine art was unleashed, and the earth and sky were about to be submerged in an instant.
The abyss split open, wind and lightning surged, and the five elements of Yin and Yang evolved.
It was extremely gorgeous.
"Shamans, scatter them!”
Su Changqing also waved his sleeves and shouted loudly, his voice as loud as thunder.
Rumble!
The Fiendgod Evil Qi surged. The Sorcerer Tribe's battle generals all revealed their Sorcerer Tribe's battle forms. Every step they took could cause the mountains and rivers to tremble.
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
Fighting intent rose into the sky, and there was no other words.
All the Sorcerer Tribe generals charged at the Demon Tribe army.
Like two torrents, thousands of liches and demons fell in an instant, and their blood stained the mountains and rivers of the Primordial World.
This was the cruelty and hot-bloodedness of war.
There was no reason for it, it was all for the glory of the race.
To immortals and gods, death was never the final destination.
A moment in a thousand years, a change in ten thousand years.
In the future, they might be able to reappear in the Primordial Land in other forms.
"Set up the formation!"
A greater demon of the demon race shouted and coldly ordered.
A battle flag was raised, and hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers instantly changed their formation. Their vital qi soared into the sky and connected with the seven constellations of the Xuanwu.
He ordered the nomological laws of the northern terrain to transform into the four seasons of extreme cold and winter. In an instant, an incomparably huge Xuanwu god phantom formed and enveloped the area, forcefully withstanding all the attacks!
Many warriors of the Voodoo Race were hit by the attack, but they were all repelled by a powerful and cold force. Their bodies exploded, and their flesh and blood turned into ice foam and flew everywhere.
"Get into formation and order the Azure Dragon!"
"Get into formation and order the Vermilion Bird!"
"Get into formation and order the white tigers!"
Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise…The Four Symbols Battle Formation spread out in all directions!
Starlight shone as spring, summer, autumn, and winter revolved…The mysteries of time and space were displayed within. It was one of the supreme killing battle formations created by the great divine arts of the celestial heavens with the power of the stars in the sky.
The moment the battle formation was activated, it was successful. Millions of demon soldiers were in formation, and countless shaman generals were crushed into powder!
"Brothers, call the Holy Dharma Idol of Lord Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu!”
Facing the demon battle formation.
The Sorcerer Tribe also had a countermeasure.
A group of Voodoo warriors walked into the void. They walked with mysterious steps and chanted hymns to the Ancestors of Sorcery. They were communicating with heaven and earth and resonating with a grand spirit!
The sacred supreme Dharma Idol that belonged to the Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu gradually appeared on the battlefield.
When he opened his eyes, he had an incredible divine power that could see the three worlds and look down on the past, present, and future.
What kind of concept did that represent?
The appearance of Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu was a blow to the ordinary demons.
Wherever his eyes looked, it also meant that the enemy's fire of life had been extinguished.
Like a war machine, it reaped lives.
"Kill them!"
The battle had reached its climax.
The weapons shone with a cold light, using the enemy's bones to show their might!
No one was afraid or cowered.
There was only a bloody battle.
This was the war between immortals and gods.
(After waking up, I updated two chapters, but I didn't receive a single monthly ticket. Not to mention the tips, even the flowers and evaluation tickets were few and far between. I'm crying ~)
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