New White Snake Asking Immortals

It's always dark before dawn.

The reason why demons are called demons can be seen from their actions, destroying, killing, and going mad, exchanging the misery of other creatures for so-called freedom, like a plague.

The demon haunt is full of chaos, and violating nature is like purgatory.

The mountains and forests were burned by flames, and there were charred and rotting corpses everywhere. The river was polluted and turbid and smelly. In the river, a large ship had its mast exposed. Crawl on all fours.

Gray dry skin, skinny limbs and bulging belly, a few sparse hairs on the head.

"Eat... eat..."

The cloudy eyeballs suddenly lit up.

He waded through the water and ran into the mud flat, picking up the rotten and smelly fish whose eyeballs were white when they were dead for a long time.

Grab it and stuff it into your mouth, bite the stinky fish with your yellow teeth, chew the stinky saliva from the corners of your mouth, let the spray foam wash your dirty legs, and occasionally look up at the smoky embankment.

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

Occasionally growling and cursing can be heard.

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

Climbing the embankment with a crab in his mouth, running scratched and dirty nails, climbing up to the highest point of the embankment, just when he saw the other side of the battlefield, a cold light flashed...

The picture in front of me is spinning and bouncing and rolling down the embankment.

"We've reached the Cang River! There's no way to go this way!"

The panting bearded man with only his breastplate left on his body, dirty with ashes mixed with sweat, struggled to climb up the embankment, looking at the turbid and surging river with a bitter expression on his face.

Behind it, there is a bloody battlefield that stretches for more than a hundred miles, with thick smoke and flames, the distance is so gray that it is difficult to see clearly, the demonic energy is pervasive, and spells burst out from time to time.

The battle with the demons lasted for four or five days, and it ended in chaos, a team of humans here and a bunch of monsters there, fighting in disorder.

In the current situation, whoever can persist until the end will win.

Obviously, it is more unfavorable for human beings to drag the battle back.

Four more men climbed the embankment.

Almost everyone was wounded and dirty. Two of them were wearing the same Zongmen costumes. Their hair was messy and their faces were covered with dirt. They were covered with human blood and demon blood. The other two were not in good condition. The man even holds a Mozu iron knife.

The thin man spoke with a weeping tone.

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

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

"Why don't you go around and take a look..."

The bearded man shook his head and remained silent.

Kicked the skinny monster's body off the embankment, untied the cloth and put down the broken knife in his hand.

In the front is the river beyond sight, the sky is surrounded by magic birds, behind is the chaotic and bloody hell battlefield, there is no way to escape.

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

The five were depressed.

From the high fighting spirit before participating in the battle, it has become numb, tired, hungry, and fighting in five days. The people around me have changed batch after batch, and at the end they are looking for similar groups to keep warm. Now I just want to escape from the battlefield of hell and find someone place alive.

The army of ordinary countries, various sects of practice, even bandits and young men from various families.

At the beginning, no one cared about the appearance of monsters, but when they realized it, it was too late, and they hurriedly assembled all their forces to fight against the demons.

I didn't see that evil can prevail over good, but only destruction and death.

Another group of ugly monsters approached following the smell!

"Go! Don't stop!"

"There is a group of imperial guards on the mound over there! Let's go over quickly...not good..."

The five people watched as a gigantic demon with a height of three feet rushed up the mound, swung a bloody mace to kill the elite guards, and then grabbed the remaining limbs and devoured them.

"Go to the top of the mountain!"

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

The strong man surnamed Xiong brandished a broken knife to kill a demon bird, covering each other and running towards the dwarf mountain,

There are broken arrows, broken knives and scorched bones all over the place. It is easy to fall behind if you accidentally hurt your feet, and those ugly monsters also hurt your feet.

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

Whether it's the five of them or other humans, their eyes are always on the sky above the battlefield. The thick smoke and dark clouds are constantly being stirred up. The bursts of roar and magic light are the motivation for everyone to persist until now. The strongest monk in the practice world is fighting the most powerful demon.

As long as the monk can defeat the devil.

Even if the army's situation is unfavorable, it can slowly turn defeat into victory. If it loses, it will be a disaster...

It was strenuous to run across the corpse, bloody mud and sticky soles.

Running fast and short of breath, the lungs are like a broken bellows, violent breathing can cause nausea and vomiting, and you can even feel your heartbeat beating.

Hurry up, run for a while and meet those people.

On the road, I met several monsters who were also scattered, and the five of them cut the chaos together and killed them together.

The combat power of low-level monsters is average, but there are too many of them.

"Hold on...it'll be there soon!"

Running and running.

The battlefield suddenly became quiet.

The thin man pointed to the sky with a joyful expression, calling 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 stopped fighting. Looking up at the sky, he saw the thick smoke and demonic energy surge violently as if he was making a big move, and then a tall and ugly figure fell down, it was the hateful monster.

Won?

Before the human army cheered, another figure in a white monk's uniform fell from the black smoke, falling faster than the devil...

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

"The devil is despicable...!"

The fallen cultivator gritted his teeth and roared, and the sound spread throughout the battlefield, and soon everyone understood, because another monster emerged from the black smoke, and there were two monsters in total!

On the bright side, there are actually two devils who conspired to design a sneak attack. This scene made many monks shudder. The demons are planning to completely destroy the whole world...

The monk who was injured by the sneak attack turned into a ray of light and flew towards the distance. The two devils laughed and did not chase after him.

Everyone knows that the war was lost, and the defeat was complete.

The bearded man roared his head, ran numbly, and led the four people up the dwarf hill.

It was found that everyone on the top of the dwarf mountain was looking at a certain discovery, motionless, with horrified eyes as if seeing something terrible, and the five had a bad premonition in their hearts.

I went up to the top of the mountain and followed my eyes.

"God……"

The line of sight moved up from the back of the people on the top of the short mountain, revealing the black spots on the distant plain, another army of demons.

The low-level ugly monsters barely stood in a square formation under the spur of the high-level monsters. From a distance, they looked like black squares, dusty and approaching the battlefield step by step.

The whip whipped, making the low-level monsters grunt, holding crude iron weapons, and the armor clinked when they collided.

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

The monks are already preparing to retreat. Ordinary soldiers and monks with very low cultivation have nowhere to escape. Where can they escape?

The footsteps of the monster army rumbled, engulfed in a ferocious and ferocious demonic energy.

"We are doomed..."

Just when everyone was in despair, the sky was suddenly turbulent, and the clouds suppressed lightning and thunder.

There seems to be something in the sky.