New White Snake Asking Immortals

It is always dark before dawn.

The reason why demons are called demons is that they can see the essence from what they do, destroy, kill, go crazy, and exchange the misery of other creatures for the so-called freedom, like a plague.

Demon-infested places are full of chaos, and going against nature is like purgatory.

The fertile mountains and forests were burned by the flames, the coke and carrion were everywhere, the river water was polluted, turbid and smelly. A boat in the river had its mast exposed, and the waves pushed the foam and swollen white carrion to the shore again and again. On the shore, a short and low-level monster Crawling on all fours.

Gray shriveled skin, thin limbs and bulging belly, and a few sparse hairs on the head.

"Eat...eat..."

The cloudy eyes suddenly lit up.

He waded into the mudflat and picked up the rotten and smelly fish that had been dead for a long time with white eyeballs.

He grabbed it and stuffed it in his mouth, biting the stinky fish with his yellow teeth, chewing on the corners of his mouth and drooling, letting the spray foam wash his dirty legs, occasionally looking up at the smoky dam.

On the other side of the embankment, the clanging sound of the collision of weapons continued for a long time.

Occasionally growls and curses can be heard.

The short and low-level monster ate the smelly fish and picked up a river crab that had been dead for a long time.

He grabbed the crab and climbed the dam, his fingernails full of scratches and dirt ran on the ground, and he climbed up to the top of the dam. Just when he saw another battlefield, a cold light flashed...

The scene in front of me swirled and bounced off the dam.

"It's Canghe! There's no way to get through here!"

The panting bearded strong man only had his breastplate all over his body, his ashes mixed with sweat and dirty, he tried his best to climb up the dam, looking at the turbid and surging river with a bitter expression on his face.

Behind it, there is a **** battlefield that stretches for more than a hundred miles, with thick smoke and flames, the distance is gray and indistinct, the devilish energy permeates, the light of spells erupts from time to time, flying swords in the sky shuttle, and the devilish flames are blazing, fighting everywhere!

The battle with the demons lasted for four or five days, and it was chaotic at the end. There was a group of humans here and a bunch of monsters there, and there was a disorderly melee.

Whoever persists to the end will win.

Obviously, the further back the war is, the more unfavorable it is for humans.

Four more people climbed the embankment.

Almost all of them were injured, and they were all dirty and barely able to see that two of the women wore the same sect clothing, their hair was messy and their faces were dirty, and there was blood on their bodies as well as demon blood. The person even held a demonic iron sword.

The thin man spoke with a cry.

"There is no boat in the river... Big Brother Xiong... Can't we escape..."

The river is surging, with all kinds of debris floating, but there is not even a small canoe.

"Why don't you look around there..."

The bearded strong man shook his head and said nothing.

He kicked the corpse of the skinny monster off the dam with one foot, untied the cloth and put down the broken knife in his hand.

In front of you, you can't see the big river on the other side, the sky is the magic bird circling, and behind is the chaotic and **** **** battlefield, there is no way to escape.

"It's been five days, and I can't finish killing them. How many demons are there..."

The five were depressed.

From the very beginning before participating in the war with high fighting spirit, in five days, I have become numb, exhausted, hungry, fighting, and the people around me have changed batches after batches. In the end, I am looking for similar groups to warm up. Now I just want to escape from the battlefield of **** and find someone else place to live.

The army of mortal countries, various sects of cultivation, and even bandits, bandits and young men of various families.

At first, no one cared about the appearance of monsters, and when they reacted, it was too late, and they hurriedly assembled all the strength to fight the demons.

I don't see evil beyond righteousness, only destruction and death.

Another group of ugly monsters approached following the smell!

"Go! Don't stop!"

"There's a group of forbidden troops on the mound over there! Let's go over there... not good..."

The five of them watched as a giant demon with a height of 30 feet rushed onto the mound, wielding a **** mace to kill the elite forbidden army, and then grabbed the stump and devoured it.

"Go to the top of the mountain!"

There is a group of human beings on the top of the dwarf mountain, which are mortal army skirmishers and ordinary monks of various sects.

The strong man surnamed Xiong wielded a broken knife to kill a magic bird, covered each other and ran towards the low mountain, with arrows everywhere, broken swords and scorched broken bones. If he accidentally hurt his feet, it was easy to fall behind, and the soles of his feet were also injured. Those ugly monsters.

"Run faster! Hold on! We will win when Lord Li defeats the devil!"

Whether it was the five of them or other human beings, their eyes were always on the sky above the battlefield. The thick smoke and dark clouds were constantly being stirred. The roars and spells of light were the driving force for everyone to persist until now. The strongest monks in the cultivation world fought against the most powerful demons.

As long as the monk can defeat the devil.

Even if the battle situation of the army is unfavorable, you can slowly turn defeat into victory. If you lose, it will be a disaster...

Stepping over the corpse, the blood and cement are muddy and sticky to the soles of the shoes.

Running fast and short of breath, the lungs are like a broken bellows, and the violent breathing causes nausea and vomiting, and even feels the heartbeat.

Come on, run for a while to meet those people.

On the road, they met several equally scattered monsters, and the five of them joined forces to kill them.

Low-level monsters have average combat power, but there are too many to bear.

"Hold on...it's coming soon!"

run and run.

The battlefield suddenly became quiet.

The thin man pointed to the sky with a happy expression, and greeted the others to look up at the sky.

"Look at the sky! Master Li must have won!"

Hearing this, the strong man raised his head, and many people, including the monsters, also stopped fighting, looked up at the sky, and saw the violent surging of the thick smoke and demonic energy as if he was making a move, and then a tall and ugly figure fell, the hateful devil.

Won?

Before waiting for the human army to cheer~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Another figure in a white monk's uniform fell from the black smoke, falling faster than the devil...

The strong man and the others' eyes were dull, as if the whole sky had collapsed.

"The devil is despicable...!"

The fallen cultivator gritted his teeth and shouted loudly. The voice spread throughout the battlefield. Soon everyone understood, because there was another devil emerging from the black smoke. There were two devils in total!

On the bright side, there are actually two demons, conspiring to design a sneak attack. This scene makes many monks feel chills on their backs. The demons are planning to completely destroy the entire world...

The cultivator who was injured by the sneak attack turned into a streamer and flew into the distance, and the two demons laughed and did not chase.

Everyone knows that the war was lost, and it was completely lost.

The bearded strong man roared with his head, ran numbly, and led the four people up the low mountain.

It was found that everyone on the top of the short mountain was looking at a discovery, motionless, and their eyes were terrified as if they saw something terrible, and the five people had a bad premonition.

Go to the top of the mountain and look around.

"God……"

The gaze moved upward from the back of the crowd on the top of the short mountain, revealing the dense black spots on the distant plain, and another army of demons.

The low-level ugly monsters reluctantly stood in a square array under the impetus of the higher-level monsters. From a distance, they were black squares, and the dust was flying step by step closer to the battlefield.

The whip whipped, causing the low-level monsters to groan, holding crude iron weapons, and the armor collided with clanging sounds.

The bearded man and the others knew in their hearts that the battle was lost.

The monks are ready to retreat. Ordinary soldiers and monks with very low cultivation have no way to escape. Where can they escape?

The army of monsters rumbled in footsteps, enveloping the demonic aura of ferocious and ferocious.

"We are dead..."

Just when everyone was desperate, the sky was suddenly turbulent, and the clouds were low and thunderous.

There seems to be something in the sky.