Chapter 148: People are old and useless!

"Come on, kill all the monsters!" A human yelled at the top of his lungs.

Their weapons shone with cold light in the sunlight, and swords, spears, swords and halberds collided with each other, making a chilling sound.

Various spells bloomed in front of the level like gorgeous fireworks. The flames burned the surrounding vegetation, and thick smoke billowed, blocking the sky and the sun.

The earth continued to tremble under the attacks of the humans.

Ancestor Qing Ming raised his sword again and slashed towards the formation frantically.

Each sword contained his endless anger and power, and the veins in his arms bulged from the excessive force.

"I don't believe it, I can't break your damn formation!"

Ancestor Qingming shouted angrily.

His eyes were bloodshot, and there was a flash of black energy in them.

This subtle change was keenly noticed by the Demon Emperor. The Demon Emperor's heart trembled and he secretly became vigilant.

The Demon King's eyes were as bright as a torch, staring at Patriarch Qing Ming, thinking about how to deal with it.

There is no way to go down no matter what.

During the few days of waiting, several demon kings came, and even the prince and the eldest princess entered the formation.

It is impossible for Ancestor Qingming to break through here in a short time, but they cannot always be trapped here.

Looking at Patriarch Qing Ming's appearance, he will not give up until this formation is broken.

On the battlefield, the sound of killing was deafening, blood mist and gunpowder smoke intertwined, filling every inch of space.

The human army was like a surging ocean wave, attacking the demon city one after another, with shouts of death, roars, and screams coming together.

In the sky, the light of the spell was dazzling, like bright fireworks blooming.

But every ray of light falls, accompanied by huge destructive power.

On the ground, the soldiers moved forward bravely like a torrent of steel. Amidst the flash of swords and shadows, blood splashed everywhere, staining the ground under their feet red.

Outside the Demon Clan's city, the defensive formation exudes a mysterious and powerful light, like an indestructible barrier.

Ancestor Qing Ming stared at the defensive formation, his momentum building up like a volcano about to erupt.

call out!

The next moment, he suddenly waved the long sword in his hand, and a sharp sword energy roared out, like a roaring dragon rushing towards the defensive formation.

Wherever the sword energy went, the air was instantly torn apart, making a sharp explosion.

When the sword energy collided with the formation, a dazzling light burst out, and the ground around the formation instantly collapsed, forming a huge pit.

Countless stones and soil were lifted up into the air and sprinkled down like rain.

The humans who were approaching were shaken by this powerful impact, and some were even thrown directly into the distance.

Their bodies drew an arc in the air and fell heavily to the ground, making a dull sound.

However, the defensive formation only trembled slightly, and the light flickered a few times before returning to its original state.

The runes on the formation were flowing, as if they were mocking Patriarch Qingming's futile attack.

Veins popped up on Patriarch Qingming's forehead. He took a deep breath again, and the power in his body surged crazily.

I saw him dancing with his hands, firing out spells one after another, and a huge fireball condensed in front of him, burning blazingly, as if it was going to devour everything.

He pushed the fireball out with all his strength, and the fireball rushed toward the formation with billowing heat waves.

The fireball hit the formation, making an earth-shattering explosion. Countless fine cracks appeared on the formation, and the light dimmed.

But for the monsters in the city, green rays of light shot out from their hands and poured into the formation.

Those cracks quickly healed, and the light became bright and steady again.

Green light flows through the formation, like the veins of life, tenaciously repairing the damaged parts.

Ancestor Qingming tried several times in succession, trying his best every time.

His body was shaking slightly, and his breathing was rapid and heavy.

Almost exhausted, he quickly took a few pills and tried to calm down his disordered aura.

The elixir entered his throat, bringing a cooling force that temporarily relieved his fatigue.

His eyes were full of unwillingness.

Originally, the Demon King was almost dead.

However, he was rescued by Hu Xiao.

But now the Demon Emperor was only a hundred meters away from him.

But there was nothing he could do about the Demon Emperor, so how could he be willing to do so.

"Yu Huai, join me and break this formation."

Yu Huai stood up after hearing the words.

Without much words, the two of them attacked at the same time.

The situation changed, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to be stirred by them.

Their powers merged together and turned into a huge pillar of light.

He rushed toward the formation with a destructive momentum.

Wherever the light beam passed, the space was distorted and made a crackling sound.

Bang!

This time, there was a huge gap in the defensive formation, and the light was flickering and crumbling.

Huxiao's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Is this going to be broken?"

At this time, Hu Xiao had already prepared the thought of turning around and leaving after the formation was broken.

It wasn't that he was cowardly, but that in the face of such overwhelming power, he had no choice but to escape.

But at this moment, countless runes flew out from the city, quickly filling the gap, and the formation regained its strength.

Runes intertwined in the air, forming a huge net that tightly sealed the gap.

When Hu Xiao saw this scene in the defensive formation, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and marveled secretly in his heart.

"The old man is trying his best."

"I'm afraid such a forceful attack is not a long-term solution."

Ancestor Qingming shouted loudly towards the Demon Emperor in the city: "Demon Emperor, are you just going to hide in this turtle shell?!"

"Hmph, you old thing, don't be so arrogant, wait until you break my formation." The voice of the Demon King came from the city with a bit of contempt.

The Qingming Patriarch was so angry that his face turned blue, and he roared: "You cowardly guy, today I will definitely break this formation and leave you nowhere to escape!"

The Demon King responded slowly: "Come if you have the ability, and see who will laugh last."

On the surface, the two were just verbally arguing, but in fact, the Demon King had been secretly observing the actions of the Qingming Patriarch and was cautiously on guard.

The attack just now almost exhausted all the strength in his body, and the Qingming Patriarch had no time to continue to fight with the Demon King.

With a grit of his teeth, the breath that had been waning was like a volcanic eruption.

In an instant, dark clouds rolled in from the sky, quickly gathered, and completely blocked the sunlight.

The wind was so strong that people couldn't open their eyes.

A strange and evil aura emanated from the Qingming Patriarch, making people feel creepy.

His eyes turned blood red, like burning charcoal, and the muscles on his face twisted and deformed, revealing a hideous expression.

His skin gradually turned gray, as if covered by a layer of death.

Black smoke lingered around his body, and the smoke seemed to be the vengeful spirits from hell, making a shrill howl.

Strange lights flashed from time to time in the smoke, making people shudder.

This aura was powerful and evil, making people feel disgusted from the bottom of their hearts, as if it did not belong to this world at all.