Chapter 13961: Death to Retreat
Chapter 13961: Death to Retreat
Swish!
A dark sword light tore through the sky, as if it was going to split the entire sky in half.
The sword light swept towards Sikong Xuan with a force that could destroy the world.
Above the clouds, Sword King Bai Qiuchi shouted, "Heavenly Tribulation Guard!"
His voice was as loud as thunder, echoing in the clouds.
As the voice fell, soldiers riding on Pegasus broke out of the dark abyss.
They were dressed in golden armor and held long swords, like gods descending from heaven.
Two thousand Heavenly Tribulation Guards, two thousand Heavenly Horses! These Heavenly Horses are the descendants of the ancient dragons, and they are surrounded by divine power.
Their horses' hooves stepped on the ground, making a dull sound, as if they were going to crush the earth.
They are the Holy Temple's trump card, and being summoned out at this moment is undoubtedly to turn the tide of the battle.
The Tianjie Guards rode on Pegasus, their eyes revealing determination and fearlessness. They galloped towards the battlefield, ready to fight a desperate battle with the enemies of the Demon Sea.
In order to prevent the terrifying giant Netherworld Snake from interfering with the battle, Sikong Xuan's eyes were as sharp as torches and his expression was stern. He made a prompt decision and immediately ordered his men to cast the Nine Netherworld Locking Array.
Several sorcerers in strange robes walked out of the formation, muttering to themselves and making magical gestures in their hands that were unpredictable.
In an instant, eerie chains slowly emerged from the void, like ferocious poisonous snakes, and coiled around the giant snake of the underworld.
Above the chains, black fog was swirling and surging, as if hiding the wails of countless resentful spirits.
Wherever the black fog went, the air seemed to be frozen, emitting a disgusting stench.
The warlocks used all their strength to control the chains, trying to trap the Nether Serpent so that it could no longer pose a threat to the battlefield.
However, the strength of the Netherworld Serpent is unfathomable and it cannot be easily restrained.
When the chains touched its huge body, it just twisted slightly and easily broke free from some of the chains.
Although the formation slowed down its movements to a certain extent, it could not truly trap it.
As the chains bound it, the Nether Serpent became completely enraged.
It let out a roar towards the sky, the sound was deafening, as if it could tear apart a person's soul.
Wherever the sound waves passed, large areas of the void were shattered, and black cracks spread like spider webs.
But in this brief gap, the two thousand Tianjie Guards seized the opportunity.
With a momentum like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, they rushed towards the young demon king, the young demon king and others like a raging torrent.
The Pegasus neighed, stamped its hooves on the ground, and raised a cloud of dust.
The Tianjie Guards were dressed in golden armor and held long swords in their hands. Their eyes revealed firmness and determination, as if they were a group of fearless gods of war.
The pressure emanating from the two thousand Heavenly Tribulation Guards and Heavenly Horses instantly overwhelmed the Qin Family's Iron Cavalry and Demonic Shadow Guards below.
Under this powerful pressure, the Qin family's cavalry and the Demon Shadow Guards became sluggish, as if their throats were being strangled by an invisible giant hand.
And their target is the boy and girl who seem immature but are in control of the overall situation.
The young demon king has an upright posture, and his eyes reveal a calmness and wisdom beyond his age; the young demon king has a graceful figure and a beautiful face, but exudes a terrifying and strange aura.
At this critical moment, the eight thousand guards behind the young man suddenly took action.
When they are still, they are like an abyss, like a bottomless lake, unpredictable; when they move, they are like a fire demon descending to the world, bringing with them a power to destroy the world.
Eight thousand guards roared in unison, and the sound shook the heaven and earth.
They turned into a rolling sea of fire and swept towards the Tianjie Guards.
The sea of fire was so hot that it seemed to be able to burn everything in the world to ashes.
In the sea of fire, demonic flames were surging, and wherever they passed, the space was distorted, as if it was being kneaded by an invisible giant hand.
After the Demon King's personal guards charged, the young Demon King looked calm and waved his left hand casually.
In an instant, thirteen demon navy legions rushed towards the Dazhen Dynasty Fortress like a black torrent.
Each of these thirteen demon navy regiments is well-trained and well-equipped, and there is a bloodthirsty gleam in the eyes of the soldiers.
Thirteen demon naval armies are approaching, and the demonic aura covers the sky and the sun, as if the entire world is shrouded in darkness.
The human warriors in the fortress all held their breath. They had never seen such a powerful sea of demons. Their hearts were filled with fear and despair.
On the top of the fortress, many powerful human warriors looked pale and cold sweat kept dripping from their foreheads.
Many people began to feel like giving up, and their legs began to tremble involuntarily.
They knew very well that the outcome of this battle was unpredictable, and if they continued to hold on, they would most likely die.
But the retreat route had already been cut off by dozens of men in black robes!
These men in black robes are none other than the executioners of the Demon Sea. Their figures are hidden in the wide black robes, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.
The chains in their hands glowed with a strange purple light, which seemed to contain endless murderous intent, making people shudder.
The executioners stood there quietly, like insurmountable mountains, completely blocking the retreat of the human race's strong men.
Above the clouds, the wind was howling and the clouds were rolling.
Bai Qiuchi's roar, filled with anger and majesty, was like a thunderclap, booming from the clouds: "Those who retreat will be shattered!"
The voice seemed to carry supreme magic power, penetrating through layers of clouds and mist, and clearly reaching the ears of every human race strongman.
Fear spread among the human race's strong men like a plague in an instant.
They only felt a chill rushing from the soles of their feet to their foreheads, and their legs seemed to be nailed to the ground, and they dared not move even a step.
Everyone's face was filled with fear and struggle, and the thought of retreat that had just emerged in their hearts was instantly shattered by this roar.
Bai Qiuchi then shouted loudly, his voice passionate and full of temptation: "After destroying the Demon Sea, all treasures are available for you to take, and the secret techniques in the Demon Sea can be practiced at will!"
His voice echoed in the clouds, carrying an irresistible magic.
Skills! Treasures! These two words were like two heavy bombs, exploding in the hearts of the human race's strong men.
The original fear in their eyes was instantly replaced by greed, and the greedy light was like a burning flame, burning in their pupils.
"Kill!" I don't know who shouted first, but this shout was like a fuse that instantly ignited the fire of war in the hearts of the human army.
They rushed towards the Demon Navy Corps like crazy.
The shouts and cries of killing shook the earth, as if they were going to turn the entire world upside down.
The young demon king looked calm and turned to look at Shangguan Yue beside him.
Shangguan Yue understood what he meant. A hint of determination flashed across her beautiful face, and she held the token high in her hand.
There was a flickering light on the token, as if it contained endless power.
In an instant, the void seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand, and a huge crack appeared before everyone's eyes.
