A Demon’s Path

"Destroy Xihe City for me!" When the convoy of the God-killing Chariot reached 80,000 meters, Zou Shuai and his other three sons launched the attack of the God-killing chariot towards Xihe City.

Boom boom boom, the four god-killing chariots fired four purple spar energy cannons at the same time, falling towards Xihe City with the same accuracy and accuracy.

"Oh my god!" Seeing the same four huge purple balls smashed down on their heads, everyone in Xihe City showed panic. As the commander-in-chief, Ling Xiao seemed to have a well-thought-out idea, but I still stood firm.

Boom... Four cannons fell and exploded hundreds of meters above Xihe City.

The whole Xihe City shook violently for a while, except for the beams of some weakly built houses in the city fell off and killed a few unlucky chickens, ducks, cats and dogs, there was no other power.

Everyone couldn't help being shocked: at some point, Xihe City also had a defensive formation!

Looking at Ling Xiao with a calm face, everyone naturally understood that this was also Ling Xiao's masterpiece. This made them have this thought in their hearts at the same time: Ling Xiao took the upper hand in just one or two opening fights, and the opponent even There are many people, and it may not work!

Thinking of this level, everyone's previous depression was swept away, replaced by a strong desire to see the dawn of victory.

To fight more with less, and fight with the weak with the strong, the first opportunity is naturally very important.

Ling Xiao, who had taken the lead, naturally raised his morale. On the contrary, when Zou Shuai saw that his super four artillery was blown into ruins by blowing up Xihe City, his handsome face changed. Very distorted.

The dragon formation under the ground was shaken several times by a strong shaking, and he couldn't help swearing: "Damn Xipi, I wanted to set up a peerless formation, but the formation was destroyed in a blink of an eye, I'm so pissed off!" !"

"Fortunately, the Long family and Ling Xiao have a lot of crystals, otherwise they really wouldn't be able to withstand such a toss." Once again replenishing the energy of the formation, the dragon formation continued to observe the situation on the ground while continuing to arrange them on the other side. A large formation that I have never deployed before.

"Rush! Hit him directly with a chariot!" Zou Shuai gritted his teeth when he saw that his super attack was disabled, and rushed towards Xihe City first.

It has to be said that the speed of the God-killing chariots exceeded Ling Xiao's expectations, Zou Tiezhu's second attack had not yet been brewed, and the four God-killing chariots were only 50,000 meters away from Xihe City.

"Dragon Yao, your attack can be activated." Ling Xiao gave the order calmly.

Long Yao was stunned, and asked with a blank face: "Where to attack? Now they haven't entered my precise range, I can't hit them."

The attack power of the Killing Immortal Chariot is stronger than that of the Killing God Chariot, but in terms of precise attack, it is much weaker than that of the Killing God Chariot.

The effective attack range of the Killing God Chariot is 80,000 meters, while the effective attack range of the Killing Immortal Chariot without the ever-burning lamp is only 10,000 meters. That's why Long Yao is depressed. What exactly does Ling Xiao want him to attack with this attack.

"Aren't your shells equipped with poison gas? Find a place where there are many of them, and just bombard them casually." Ling Xiao commanded very casually, as if these orders were just made on a whim.

In fact, when Zou Shuai rushed here, Ling Xiao had already made this decision.

"Okay!" Long Yao adjusted the angle of the chariot, aimed at the open space between Zou Shuai and the hundreds of small chariots behind him, and fired the first shot of the "Long Yao" brand chariot with a bang.

"Ah!" Zou Shuai had just rushed to a distance of nearly 40,000 meters in Xihe City, when he suddenly heard a loud bang behind him, followed by howling ghosts and wolves.

Hearing the screams of his Zou family's convoy, Zou Shuai stopped immediately, turned his chariot and turned around to see that his extremely distorted face became even more human-like.

As a cloud of black poisonous mist dissipated, the relatives of Zou Shuai's wife's natal family on the hundreds of chariots let out heart-piercing screams one by one, some strangled their necks desperately, and some His hands kept tearing at his chest, and some hit the control panel on the chariot with their heads.

Even a fool would know that Zou Shuai was poisoned. And these poisons didn't kill them all at once, but tormented them slowly, making them despair in pain!

"Ah——" There was a guy who couldn't stand the torment of the toxin, and bumped his head against the hard control panel. With a bang, his head and the control panel exploded at the same time, blood and brains burst everywhere.

It doesn't matter, what's terrible is that once the control panel is broken, the whole chariot is like a wild horse that has lost its rein, bumping around.

boom! The chariot collided with another chariot, and the two chariots crashed into pieces at the same time, turning into two piles of rotten iron.

The driver of the other chariot suffered such an unexpected disaster, his whole body was caught in the chariot, and he was crushed into a pile of meat, his death was horrible!

This is not the most terrible thing, the most terrible thing is that the sound of "bang" seemed to stimulate all the poisoned chariot operators. They seemed to have heard the most beautiful sound in the world, and they were fascinated by the sound of the collision. He manipulated the chariot with both hands indiscriminately, bumping around.

Bang, bang, bang... One after another, the chariots collided with each other. Amidst the wild laughter of these operators, they and the chariots were destroyed at the same time.

"Damn it!" Zou Shuai's face was so numb that he couldn't distort it anymore, because he saw dozens of chariots that hadn't been destroyed yet collided with the God-killing chariot of their father and son!

"Qiang'er, Jie'er, Zheng'er, kill them!" Zou Shuai had no choice but to give this order.

Without Zou Shuai's orders, his three sons would have waved the arms of the Death God Chariot and smashed the little chariot rushing towards them to pieces for their own lives.

At this time, it happened that their four God-killing chariots had finished firing shells and were recharging their energy sources. They had no way to launch shell attacks and could only use the dual iron arms of the chariot itself to fight, which gave those crazy car opportunity.

Although these guys are crazy, they can still encircle the four god-killing chariots while they are crazy. bad luck.

After Zou Qiang, one of Zou Shuai's sons, threw off four small chariots with his arms, the other four small chariots crashed into his chariot at the same time.

Bang bang... The four small chariots used their speed and inertia, as well as their indomitable momentum, to collide with this god-killing chariot, shooting out incomparably spectacular and tragic sparks.

"Ah!" Even though the Killing God Chariot is much stronger than those small chariots, the impact of the four chariots still deformed the Killing God Chariot seriously. The operators of the four chariots must have died He couldn't die any more, and Zou Qiang, the operator in the killing god chariot, had his legs clamped by the deformed control room, and let out a miserable howl like killing a pig.

This miserable howl attracted other crazy chariots to swarm up, one after the other and crashed into it.

Zou Qiang could only watch helplessly as his body was rapidly squeezed by the ever-shrinking control room, and saw his feet, hands, breastbone being crushed alive, and finally the sound of his head bursting.

"Ah!" Zou Shuai and the other two sons also slammed into those crazy chariots as if they were crazy. All turned off and turned into piles of scrap iron.

Zou Shuai, father and son looked at the scene in front of them panting, and it was really hard to accept this result. Originally they were full of ambition to destroy Ling Xiao, but they didn't even see Ling Xiao's shadow, so they were left alone, father and son.

Long Yao and the defenders of Xihe City also watched the dramatic changes in front of them in astonishment, and hadn't recovered for a long time.

What exactly is the poisonous mist that Ling Xiao added to this chariot, which can make these chariots become so crazy to kill each other?

Long Yao was the first to react, and roared: "Ling Xiao, did you use the Bana flower? The kind of poison that can make people hallucinate!"

As soon as the word "Bi An Hua" was uttered, some knowledgeable defenders of Xihe City immediately moved slightly. Unexpectedly, Ling Xiao used this kind of thing. How many crystals did Ling Xiao spend?

But everyone also understands that now is the time of life and death, even if the spar is spent, the enemy must be wiped out.

"What the hell are you doing!" Zou Shuai finally regained his composure, and looked at his allies angrily, and he couldn't help being stunned.

There were densely packed people behind him, but these people were divided into layers, separated by layers of purple light curtains, unable to gather together.

Ouyang Ran, the Nether Sky Sect above the sky, was even more anxious like an ant on a hot pot, breaking the formation non-stop, but it made the Nine Heavens Profound Handle formation break more and more, and the broken layer quickly turned into two layers. layer, breaking two layers at the same time becomes four layers.

"Damn, what kind of ghost formation is this!" Ouyang Ran was sweating profusely, dumbstruck, and did not dare to break the formation indiscriminately.

The members of the Underworld Sect did not break through the formation, so the 400,000 troops could only rely on their own strength to forcibly break through the formation. It took a lot of soul power to break through the first layer, and rushed to the front layer. The purple layer that was just broken The light curtain quickly recovered, preventing them from advancing or retreating.

It was because of these layers of light curtains that hindered the progress of the 400,000 troops, allowing them to travel thousands of meters in fifteen minutes.

"I was fooled..." Zou Shuai's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his crazy heart gradually cooled down: "If you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. Even if I only have two sons left now, as long as I win this war , you can have as many sons as you want, let's withdraw first!"

Just as Zou Shuai was about to retreat, there was a bang, and another purple spar energy ball slammed down on the head, hitting Zou Jie's killing chariot with incomparable precision.

A cloud of purple mushrooms, which he had just seen fifteen minutes ago, soared into the sky. Zou Shuai watched his other son and the chariot melt into one, turning into a pool of red molten iron with a blank expression on his face.

"Second brother!" Zou Shuai could hold back, but his other son, Zou Zheng, couldn't. He drove the chariot and rushed towards Xihe City frantically.

It wasn't until Zou Zheng rushed 10,000 meters away from Xihe City that Zou Shuai came to his senses and shouted, "Zheng'er, come back!"

Zou Zheng couldn't hear Shuai Zou's roar at all, because in front of Zou Zheng's eyes, a chariot that was about the same size as his own stood in front of him, and waved its mechanical arm at him: "The Zou family's , dare to challenge me one-on-one?"