Exorcism

The sun was shining brightly, with a hint of warmth in the wind. The snow on the ground turned into mud, and the sky was incredibly blue. There were no drifting clouds, no flying birds, and not a single flaw could be seen.

Daliang Shen Xiuming raised his head and glanced up, greedily inhaling a large amount of air, as if inhaling a little would make him less, "Weather like this really shouldn't be the time to die."

The horse he sat on nodded and neighed, as if he agreed with his master's point of view.

"Shh, don't say such unlucky words, which will affect morale." Mu Feihuang next to him reminded in a low voice, "We are lucky enough to stay behind with the princess, and the soldiers in front haven't complained yet."

"I'm not complaining..." Shen Xiuming defended himself, but he still chose to shut up. Indeed, now is not the time to talk about life and death. In fact, he had no fear in his heart, and even felt that death was an acceptable outcome. At this moment, when he recalled his life, he felt that he had no regrets. He had lost his hometown and relatives, and had never achieved anything on the road of spiritual practice. The progress was impressive, but he didn't care about it because the most important thing was still there.

"The Taoist priests are coming out." Someone shouted, and the soldiers at the city gate looked up.

Dozens of people flew to the western front either with weapons or beasts. Only less than ten of them were true Taoist priests, and the rest were casual cultivators. Mu Xingqiu was among them. When he flew over the heads of the soldiers, he suddenly descended and waved to everyone, causing cheers.

There were many veterans of the Xijie Kingdom in the army at the city gate. They admired this brave General Mu and regretted not being able to fight alongside him.

Shen Xiuming grinned. He knew that Mu Xingqiu came here specifically to say hello to him. Unfortunately, his smile was blocked by his helmet. He raised his free left arm and waved to his good friend.

That's what matters most to him. Even if he lost everything, he still had his best friend, and this friendship was not perfect. There have been many twists and turns, and the time for the two of them to get together is getting less and less, but he knows that Mu Xingqiu, who is flying in the air, is still his best friend. Even though he has long been unable to keep up with the Taoist priest, their friendship is still tight. Connect them together.

"Don't admit defeat, Brother Xiaoqiu, don't ever admit defeat." Shen Xiuming muttered in his helmet, not letting others hear.

The sound of silk and bamboo echoed in the city, which was a signal that the big shot was about to come out. Thousands of soldiers at the city gate all turned around and faced the road out of the city. There were many spears and soldiers in full armor forming a tight iron wall.

The commanders of each army left the city one after another. The first one was the great Fu Lu Shi Qu Xungui, Zuofu of the Shengfu Dynasty. He rode in a large chariot pulled by sixteen horses. He sat on a special throne with a majestic and arrogant expression and a long face. Equipped with a tall nine-fold crown. Like a living statue.

In front of him are three charioteers, one in charge and two in charge, and behind him stand three talisman masters and three personal guards wearing exaggerated armor, holding the flags of Long Binhui, the royal family and Qu Xungui's personal flags respectively.

A guard stationed at the city gate followed. The largest number was almost 1,500 people.

Like most people, Shen Xiuming was amazed by the magnificence of Zuo Fu's Great Fu Lu Master. The chariot carried ten people. It still looked empty, the sixteen horses were all white, tall and strong. It is as good as Pangshan Jintail Horse. But he had no admiration in his heart. Although he had only been on the battlefield once, he already thought like a veteran: style and majesty are both a liability on the battlefield.

The second commander who came out of the city was Princess Xijie. Among the major vassal states, she won the highest status for herself. This was the result of a series of intense struggles. She never came forward and only made suggestions behind the scenes. Dai Zui's Xin Taifu and Chen Zhiwei were responsible for negotiating with all parties.

The princess was wearing a full set of armor, and was followed by only two people. One was Taifu Xin, who had no official position for the time being, and the other was Master Pan, a veteran holding a unicorn flag. Behind him was a three-headed Pangshan iron unicorn, with the little one in the middle Kirin Flea actually wears a helmet on its head. Only a few people know that there is a real head inside the helmet.

Cheers suddenly rang out, not only from the guards of Xijie Kingdom, but also from Dongjie Kingdom and other countries. They all shouted with their greatest strength. This sound had no real words or meaning, but was just an expression of emotion.

Some soldiers witnessed it with their own eyes, and some soldiers heard it from others. No matter what, the heroic act of the princess participating in the battle with a weak body has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. This is an act that the soldiers truly respect, and it is also the royal family they are willing to fight for.

The shouts at the city gate were so loud that they overwhelmed the sound of horse hooves. Even Qu Xungui, who was walking in front, couldn't help but look back, his face still expressionless.

There are only about 200 people in the princess's guard, and they are all the people she trusts the most.

The soldiers at the city gate followed the generals from various countries and left, leaving behind the mud trampled by the horses' hooves. Behind them, a tall wooden altar was erected on the ruins of the collapsed city wall.

No one noticed that there were four more people on the altar that was empty just now.

Zuo Liuying was sitting on a futon. For today's decisive battle, he didn't want to waste any mana, and he refused to even cast a small spell like floating. His hands were crossed in front of his abdomen, palms facing up, holding the small Patriarch Tower, without showing anything strange.

Standing on the left hand of the leader of the Forbidden Secret Section is Lan Qizhang. His only mission is to wait for the battle to begin and wait for an opportunity to fly to the Mountain of Demonic Fire. This is his last day. He has been waiting for more than a month, and his expression does not change at all. .

On the right hand is Fangfang. She failed to fight with the other Taoist priests as she wished. Zuo Liuying wants to fight the giant demon king with all his strength and needs her to stay by his side to help and do some simple things. Fangfang looked into the distance. The Taoist priests and monks who had set off first had already flown nearly a hundred miles away. She immediately recognized a familiar figure among the group of people. As usual, Xiaoqiu was flying at the front of the team, letting everyone She was proud, but it also worried her.

Standing behind Zuo Liuying was Zeng Fu. She had no inner elixir and no magic skills. The Taoist priests and monks in the sky in the distance were just a small group of black dots in her eyes, but they were seen by the several armies neatly distributed on the ground. It's clear up there.

"Oh, it's hard to line up like this, but things will be chaotic later. Chief, you are so capable, can't you fight off the demon soldiers by yourself? You have to let so many people kill them."

Zeng Fu waited for a while and shook his head helplessly. It seemed that he did not get an answer from Zuo Liuying. She asked again: "Where are the demon soldiers? Why haven't I seen any of them? And the demon fire mountain always appears in my dreams. But I can't see it in broad daylight?"

Zeng Fu looked around and saw that the west was indeed covered with a large cloud and mist, like a high wall, dividing the earth into two. The cloud and mist were mainly light black, mixed with various bright colors, like vines clinging to the wall. plant. The direction Fangfang pointed. The color of the clouds and mist was lighter. Zeng Fu stared at it for a while and found something flickering in the clouds and mist.

This is indeed the mountain of demon fire that flattened the Ancestor Peak, and it is constantly spraying flames.

"It seems to have grown bigger again, higher than the real mountain." Zeng Fu shook his head again, and suddenly said in a begging voice: "Sir, please, use all your abilities, don't let the demon fire come to you again." Mountains have killed so many people. You lived hundreds of years, they only lived a few decades, and some of them were just children."

Zuo Liuying still didn't answer, he could just let his words appear in Zeng Fu's mind. But he didn't do that. He just looked at the Demonic Fire Mountain opposite. The distance of two hundred miles seemed like a short distance to him.

It was Fangfang who comforted her, "Don't worry. We will defeat the demon soldiers and take back Pangshan, because the two leaders are confident, because we have no way to retreat. Of course we are more brave."

"We cherish life more than the demon soldiers." Zeng Fu added, with a glimmer of hope in his voice.

Lan Qizhang spoke, "First Officer, please keep you two quiet."

Fangfang smiled and stood back. Zeng Fu curled her lips and said nothing. In fact, she really wanted to ask Lan Qizhang, if he was about to die, didn't he have any hesitation in his heart?

Even if Zuo Liuying did not give the order, Zeng Fu would not ask. This was an insult to Lan Qizhang, and the leader made it very clear that even if there was a trace of fear in his heart, he would not be able to use the technique of breaking the pill.

It was daybreak, and the human army was in position. Chariots, cavalry, infantry, and talisman divisions were all in place. Because they belonged to several countries, the flags were many and complicated. No one could completely distinguish them. Everyone could only stare at them. Carrying the flag of my country, my commander, and my general.

Strangely, the entire battlefield was extremely quiet, as if everyone was waiting for a long-awaited review, rather than a life-and-death battle.

Mu Xingqiu has developed the habit of detecting people's hearts at any time, and the range is wider than before. He couldn't help but look back and didn't understand where the confidence of these human armies came from. If they also had the same abilities as the Taoist priests flying ahead. The third eye, which can see through the unclean air, probably won't be so indifferent.

The demon clan's army is not only 70,000, but in just a few days, they have increased their strength by a large amount, which will only be larger than the human army.

Mu Xingqiu completely believed Taifu Xin's guess. With so many demon soldiers coming to support, there was only one possibility: the country of Saishen had fallen to the power of the demon land.

The demon army has a complex composition, with a large number of infantry and cavalry. The mounts are all kinds of strange. Although they are not as beautiful as the strange beasts transformed by casual cultivators, they are more real and powerful. At least three hundred giant ice and snow elephants are lined up at the front of the cavalry, and they are covered with robes. Wearing layers of armor, it shakes its huge head and long tusks from time to time. The trunk of the elephant is raised, and thick mist is sprayed out from its nostrils.

There are no knights on the backs of the giant ice elephants. This shows that they are a group of intelligent beast monsters, not beasts that only know how to charge.

A large number of wolf cavalry and bear cavalry lined up behind. This time they did not dare to charge alone. The sky was filled with flying monsters, and they cooperated closely with all types of soldiers and did not make any rash advances.

This is a well-trained demon army. ww. nh.

But all the demon soldiers combined are not as good as the demon fire mountain at the front. It has thousands of holes on its body, half of which are spraying flames, and the other half of which are absorbing the unclean air. It sways gently and will move forward at any time. Scroll, sweep everything away.

Mu Xingqiu did not see Qi Wushang's figure.

At Shenshi, the unclean air two hundred miles west of Duanliu City began to retreat, revealing the huge army inside.

Two breezes, coming from the east and west, came towards each other at extremely fast speeds, crossing the entire battlefield and colliding in the no-man's land. With a loud noise, a ravine dozens of miles long and several feet deep appeared on the surface.

The two breezes did not stop, crossing each other and heading straight for the other side's position.

Zuo Liuying and Qi Wushang's first head-to-head confrontation was uneventful. They each killed thousands of the other's soldiers. Thousands of soldiers had no idea where the danger came from and were not even prepared to take a step forward.

(There are more things than expected, and there is really not enough time, so I have to update one chapter every day. It will return to normal on the 16th. Please forgive me) (To be continued...) \u003c!--flag00xs--\u003e