Tu Wancheng sneered: "Just this?"

The Heiyun City was within the attack range of "Jiaowu". It abandoned the Xuanwu Legion, locked in Li Qingshan in spirit, and punched him like a black mountain.

"It's just a living target to become so big!"

This is not courage, but stupidity. Military Qi possessed himself into the military god, and he was not an opponent of "Jiuwu". What's more, now that the military Qi protects him, he would turn into powder with one punch. No matter how he exploded in the face of the battle, it would be impossible to make up for this huge gap in strength.

Kexin bit her lip and said in her heart: "No, I can't win, I'll die in vain!"

Li Qingshan didn't feel that way. The blade pointed behind the "Zhiwu": "There is this!"

Tu Wancheng suddenly looked back and saw the prairie fire burning from afar, burning out all the sacrifices and corpses, resentment and sorrow.

When the Samadhi Bone Fire burned out the last trace of the wronged soul, the laws of heaven and earth were broken.

The demon sky quickly faded on the battlefield, leaving only endless spiraling blood vortexes.

In an instant, all the demons were panicked, as if they had lost their blessing.

The army is in chaos and the army is dispersed.

The power of the "Twelve Capitals Heavenly Demon Formation" has also been reduced a lot.

The great formation declines, and the demon god is weak.

"Jiaowu"'s body suddenly became smaller, his arms became much shorter, and he punched Li Qingshan.

The sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the earth rose like fog, and was instantly swept away by the strong wind.

The red hair danced in the strong wind, and Li Qingshan stepped across the undulating earth and the waves, as if walking on the waves, silent.

Tu Wancheng felt panicked, but he heard Yingzhe's chanting, "Don't panic, but without the blessing of the demon heaven, you will still be invincible."

But Tu Wancheng became more and more uneasy. The Demon Realm had never had such a "good intention". He hated Li Qingshan, who ruined his good deeds, in his heart: "We must kill him immediately!"

His right arm raised high back, as if it had touched the sky, and his five fingers opened like a large dark cloud. Suddenly, he blurred, disappeared, and took a photo!

There was no way to avoid this palm, and Li Qingshan shouted, "Where are the generals?"

"The end will be here!"

The commander of the Fifth Army had already discovered his return because the eleven Demon Emperors were all presided over the "Twelve Capitals Heavenly Demon Formation", and Tu Wancheng looked down on them and these "minds". Unless the defeat was like a mountain, ordinary Demon Emperors could not threaten them at all. They lived tenaciously until now, and none of them died.

Dai Mengfan suddenly discovered that there were five big flags tied between the red hair dancing behind Li Qingshan. He said in surprise: "In that situation just now, he actually kept these military flags from breaking!"

In fact, thanks to Lu Boming's "Giant Spirit Armor", he helped him bear a lot of damage, otherwise he would have no strength to protect these banners.

People's hearts change, as fast as lightning, and military spirits are like clouds, surging in turmoil.

A sound of gold and iron clashed like thunder, and the earth was surging. Li Qingshan waved his sword and blocked the palm.

"Xuanwu Military God" appears again? No, it is Asura's God of War!

Now he commanded not human soldiers, but Asura soldiers. Even though more than half of them died in battle, the rest were the lions who fought hundreds of battles, and the souls of unyielding war.

The highly condensed military energy formed a blood-red armor on him, rather than directly condensed into the "Xuanwu Military God", and it almost disintegrated under the palm of "Zhiwu".

However, at the cost, it is impossible to provide all-round protection like the "Xuanwu Military God". Li Qingshan himself needs to bear the most of the damage.

Blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth, his internal organs were shaking, and every bone was shaking, as if it would break at any time. Even the weakened "典无无" was still so strong that it was unmatched.

Tu Wancheng also felt incredible, and suddenly regretted not greeding for those true disciples, and should destroy the entire Xuanwu Legion first. Who would have thought that those insignificant ants could become the key to influencing the situation of the war?

"I killed you!"

"Jiaowu" grabbed Li Qingshan's head with his hand. The battle helmet twisted between his five fingers and felt a split headache.

Use the same trick again, but this time, the one who will crush Li Qingshan's head will be.

Under the blood-colored vortex, with Asura's immortality, his injuries recovered quickly. He still could not resist the destruction of "Zhiwu".

The Samadhi Bone Fire burned silently on the battlefield, quietly swallowing flesh and blood, souls and living demons.

"Zhiwu" turned his one-eye and desperately searched for the master of the flame.

In fact, Xiao An had already arrived at the battlefield, far before the war broke out.

She lay in a river channel left by the mountain torrent just now, as if a white bone was buried deep in the years. It was the skeleton demon that had been buried long ago that caused the fire.

She wanted to seize the battle situation on the spot and choose the best time to ignite the fire. She had no breath on her body, and even "口文" could not be discovered.

Without military energy, ordinary demons cannot resist the samadhi bone fire. As long as they are stained with a little bit, they will instantly dye into a torch. What's even more strange is that when every demon is burned out, his face shows a look of peace and joy that the demons should never have.

This is not destruction, but salvation.

The body of "Jiaowu" decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, so Li Qingshan not only resisted its attack, but also when "Jiaowu" lowered his head, light gathered in his single eye, and raised his head and roared with a "Tiger Demon Roar Kill".

Roar! The tiger roars and the earth moves!

The wind broke through the face, "Zhuo Wu" closed his one-eyed eyes and leaned back. Tu Wancheng was extremely angry, but he felt that things were beginning to be beyond his control. He seemed to have begun to do anything to Li Qingshan.

In a blink of an eye, the battle situation reversed.

The true disciples were dazzled and their moods were fluctuating. Dai Mengfan looked confused. He couldn't make a difference and he should fight and retreat. If he wanted to fight, it seemed that they didn't need to take action. If he wanted to retreat, would he be stupid now?

The devil emperors' expressions changed drastically: "What kind of fire is this?"

Yingzhe said gloomyly: "The samadhi of the White Bone Bodhisattva!"

"Buddha!"

All the Demon Kings were shocked, violent, powerful, and even a little confused and crazy. At this time, they were like a group of frightened children.

They may not know the true meaning of these two words, but they only know that they are those who have survived eight heavenly tribulations and stood at the peak of the entire path of cultivation. If the Bodhisattva comes in person, even the Twelve Demon Emperors will not be able to protect them and they will first escape back to the Demon Realm.

"No, no!"

Yingzhe was also frightened when he first saw the fire, but he quickly calmed down. He found that the fire only burned the demons but not the humans. Even if it was a completely dead body, he would allow their souls to either return to the path of hell or ascend to the path of Asura. This is by no means the style of the Bone Bodhisattva. In the eyes of the Bone Bodhisattva, sentient beings are equal, so how can there be a distinction between humans and demons?

"It's a descendant of the bones!"

The pale flames burned all over the battlefield for hundreds of miles, and the two legions advanced like they were destroyed and were approaching the "Twelve Capitals Heavenly Demon Formation", and waves of shouts and killing sounds came to their faces.

The faces of the Demon Emperors were pale with flames. If they were defeated in this battle, they would all apologize for their death.

"Since that's the case, we can only ask the real demon god to come. I hope that the waste in Tu Wancheng will be ready to accept the idea of ​​the demon god of Dao."

A pale smile appeared on Yingzhe's face. He was the host of the "Twelve Capitals Heavenly Demon Formation". The commander of this war, Tu Wancheng is just a clown destined to be sacrificed. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!