The resurrection of the Blood Demon has never happened since the ancient wars. It is definitely an unprecedented catastrophe.
If we can't repel the blood demon army here, it will really be the end.
Ling Xiao looked at the charred black land in the distance, and he knew that this battle must be fought.
Unless the Blood Demon is eliminated, this black land cannot become the territory of his Celestial Empire.
The only thing that made him feel happy was that the darkness and death energy in the black earth was rapidly weakening.
Energy conservation is an eternal truth.
As the blood monsters continue to appear, the energy in the black earth will naturally be consumed.
As long as they can hold on, this war may be won.
"Are you Ling Xiao, the Emperor of Heaven?"
The bird-faced man suddenly asked.
"good!"
Ling Xiao did not deny that he had an advantage in the city now and was not afraid of these people.
"Very good, then let me see if you are qualified to inherit the royal power of this black land, kill!"
The bird-faced man roared and jumped off the city wall, falling into the blood monster like a comet.
This terrifying shock killed dozens of blood monsters in an instant.
"So strong!"
Ling Xiao frowned, this person's cultivation level is probably no worse than that of the Golden Blood Demon King.
How come the Black Crow Empire still has such a powerful existence?
He shook his head and didn¡¯t want to think about it anymore. Anyway, the other party didn¡¯t seem to be hostile to him.
In this case, just fight together, there is no point in thinking so much.
And dozens of blood demon beasts are really nothing compared to the dense army of blood demons. They are just a grain of sand in the endless desert, very small.
As the bird-faced man jumped off the city wall, the rest of the Yin-Yang Realm experts also attacked one after another.
For them, this is not only a war to defend Black Crow City, but also an important opportunity to hone themselves and improve themselves.
Opportunities have always coexisted with crises. Whoever can survive this catastrophe will become stronger and gain more.
The city gate was no longer in danger, and the warriors on the city wall continued to attack.
Although they have no courage and no need to go out to fight, they still have to do their part if they can.
As Ling Xiao said, no one will survive when the city is destroyed.
"Master, I'm back!"
Leng Mei solved the formations in the inner city and the middle city and returned directly.
Rather than fighting those warriors, she hopes to fight the Blood Demon.
"Go together?"
Ling Xiao looked at Leng Mei and asked.
Although Leng Mei is only a warrior with half-step Yin-Yang Realm and 60% Yin-Yang Yuan Power, Ling Xiao knows very well that Leng Mei¡¯s life-saving skills are no worse than those warriors with Yin-Yang Realm cultivation.
Of course, more importantly, this killing is the best opportunity for Leng Mei to improve his cultivation.
"Of course! Wherever the master is, I will be there!"
Leng Mei nodded.
"Then come on."
Ling Xiao did not refuse, but placed the Son of Shadow next to Leng Mei. As long as Leng Mei was in danger, the Son of Shadow would block the attack for her.
"kill!"
The two jumped off the city wall at the same time.
With a cold light flashing, the two of them drew their swords almost at the same time, and more than a dozen blood monsters were killed.
"continue!"
Ling Xiao holds the Dark Demon Sword in his left hand and the Killing Sword in his right hand. Both swords can draw energy from this war.
The murderous intention bloomed, and like a god of death, he threw himself into the group of blood monsters.
Any blood monster touched by his two swords will definitely die, and energy will be injected into his body instantly.
This feeling is really comfortable.
Leng Mei followed Ling Xiao with a confusing figure, specializing in killing the lone blood monsters.
She is weak, so she knows how to protect herself.
"Hahaha, so cool!"
Wielding two terrifying killing swords, Ling Xiao almost single-handedly opened up a path to the blood demon army.
The reason why he dared to be so unscrupulous was mainly because except for the golden blood demon king, he didn't care about the other blood demons at all.
And even if it is the Golden Blood Demon King, it is not easy to kill him now.
At the same time, his Red Yang Yuyi has also been activated.
His body is wrapped in gorgeous feathers, and all blood monsters that come into contact with this high temperature will be melted by the blazing heat.
For a moment, the place where Ling Xiao was was completely turned into a vacuum zone.
A vacuum zone that was forcibly cut out by him.
The blood monsters he killed had disappeared before they even had time to scream.
This terrifying scene not only attracted the attention of the Blood Demon army, but also attracted the attention of the other Black Crow City warriors.
But things didn¡¯t end there.
Ling Xiao opens the Eyes of the Holy King.
In the sky, white light flashed all over the Holy King's body, and then a loud war song sounded on the battlefield.
"If a man behaves, he should be violent.
Things and benevolence are inseparable.
Men should kill without mercy.
"Eternal karma is all in killing people."
There used to be a heroic man with great loyalty.
"Yaizu kills people, and his body is lighter than a feather."
There are also heroes and tyrants, killing people in chaos,
He gallops around the world, only showing off his sword and spear.
I want to find this category today, and I am in vain.
??You don¡¯t see me,
The stretch of Confucian bee died, and the mysterious world boasted.
Once the blood demon chaos, the scholars rushed to the people crying.
I want to learn from the ancient customs and regain my heroic spirit.
Reputation is like dung, and those who disdain benevolence will ridicule.
Wearing an iron sword, he kills people in anger.
They cut their legs and drink together, chatting and laughing.
"It takes ten weeks to kill the enemy."
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Going out to the west gate in the morning, I returned with my head in the evening.
I feel tired and sleepy, and the war trumpet suddenly blows.
Ximen bid farewell to his mother. The mother is sad but the son is not sad.