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White Bird Wang Yuanxian is a strong man in the late Daluo Jinxian period. After coming to Wuzhuangguan, he quickly became one of the generals of the middle army. The White Bird King refined his wings into magic weapons, each one of which was no less than the best immortal artifact. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of demonic troops were turned into ashes.
Although the White Bird King is powerful, he is not good at using troops. He leads his soldiers forward bravely, killing all the way, and quietly penetrates deep into the enemy's heartland.
Go deep alone! A big taboo in using troops!
By the time the White Bird King realized his mistake, it was too late to retreat, and he was surrounded by demonic monks from all directions.
"King White Bird, you are not cultivating in the Nine Yin Land, but you come to the battlefield to die. I will help you!" With a loud shout, a general flew out of the Demon Army camp.
Duan is so powerful, how can you tell? There are poems to prove it: golden helmets, iron armor, jade flying feathers, a knife-cut face and a pendant attached to the waist. In the hand holding the snake spear that is eight feet long, the fierce beasts under the crotch are always fighting for the front. The brocade bag contains seven stars, and An Hao manipulates Longquan again.
"It turns out it's you, the old devil, who unexpectedly became the lackey of the devil's palace! Look at the sword!" The White Bird King shouted and raised his sword to attack.
This demon is an old acquaintance of the White Bird King. He is originally an enlightened evil spirit in the mountains of West Kunlun. He has done many evil things and is powerful. His cultivation level in the middle stage of Da Luo Jinxian is only slightly inferior to that of the White Bird King.
"If you compete with swords, I will compete with you!" The devil put the zhangba snake spear into his body, pulled out the sword from his waist, and took it straight to the face of the White Bird King.
The White Bird King has a light body and unparalleled speed. His moves contain secrets of heaven and earth. The court is filled with the figure of the White Bird King and the sounds of "ding, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong."
The old devil's aura is like a rainbow, opening and closing, each sword has the power to cut mountains and cut off water, don't you see, the sword gang in the sky is tearing apart time and space. When it comes to sword energy versus sword strength, even though the White Bird King is superior, the thin sword in his hand trembled thousands of times as it swayed. The old devil's protective magic clothes couldn't withstand such frequent attacks, and they were shattered into pieces in an instant. The sword energy did not dissipate, scratching the old devil's body black and blue.
Although these injuries were not life-threatening, the demon's face was damaged. He let out a "roar" and sacrificed his famous magical weapon, the Zhangba Snake Spear. This eight-foot-long snake spear has an extraordinary origin. It was made from the bones of desolate beasts in the Daluo realm. After years of training by the devil, it has already become a peak acquired spiritual treasure, and its power is comparable to that of a low-grade innate spiritual treasure.
With the eight-foot-long snake spear in hand, the old devil seemed to have changed into a different person. His aura increased sharply, and the human spear merged into one, which brought great pressure to the White Bird King. The King of Birds is likely to suffer a big loss.
At the moment when the White Bird King was fighting with the old demon, hundreds of the coalition monks below were slaughtered by the demon army. The White Bird King's expression changed, and he decided to fight quickly. He fought hard with the old devil, pretended to be defeated, and flew out.
The old devil was at the moment of excitement when he felt a pain in the center of his brow, his vision went dark, and he fell off his mount with a "thud".
The demon cultivators rushed to rescue him, but they saw that the demon's face was blue and his whole body was stiff, with no trace of life left.
"Witch! What methods did you use to harm my fellow Taoist? You can't escape today!" Four generals flew out from the surrounding demon army again, each with a strength no less than that of the Da Luo Jinxian in the middle stage.
The White Bird King frowned slightly and looked down, his expression changed drastically, and annoyance and anger suddenly surged into his heart. It turned out that the coalition soldiers who had been sprinting with her below were outnumbered and had been completely wiped out. Their mutilated bodies were everywhere.
The old devil is not very capable, but he is very popular. He is called brother to many Daluo people in the devil palace. These four people are the old devil's best friends. Seeing that the old devil died for no reason, they naturally want to jump out to avenge their brothers!
"Anyway, all the coalition forces below have been killed. The White Bird King no longer has any worries and takes action with all his strength. Only then did everyone realize how powerful Daluo Jinxian was in the later stage.
Especially the four demon generals who fought against the White Bird King were even more miserable. They began to see the battle between the White Bird King and the old devil. They felt that this woman had no other merits except speed, so they dared to come out to call for battle. Only then did they realize that one step in the realm is a thousand steps in terms of strength. step.
The rapier in the White Bird King's hand separated from the weapons of the four people at the first touch, and his entire body flew out. While flying upside down, he flicked his finger, and four gleams of light disappeared into the void.
"Be careful, fellow Taoist was just hit by this evil spell!" The four people screamed, reminding each other to pay attention.
The White Bird King smiled mockingly, and with a push of his hand, a huge spiritual energy turned into an eagle and flew towards one of the demon generals.
Then, with a flick of the rapier in his hand, thousands of Daorui White Sword Qi roared towards the four demon generals.
Facing the cold sword energy, everyone had to brace themselves to deal with it, but they ignored the faint light that began to sink into the void.
Just when the four generals were unable to concentrate on dealing with the sword energy, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared and struck their vital points with lightning speed.
?The four demon generals were horrified, and they forced themselves to use their secret skills to escape from the light. Unexpectedly, three rays of light suddenly turned and attacked the person who was the slowest to escape.
With a shrill scream of "Ah", the demon cultivator in the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian's feet swayed with clouds and fell instantly.
Whether their companions were alive or dead, the other three demonic cultivators resisted their impulses and glanced at White Bird Wang Yuanxian with hatred, rushed into the group of ordinary soldiers, and vented their resentment on the ordinary alliance monks. A large number of alliance monks died as a result.
The White Bird King bit his silver teeth, took one step forward, and continued to pursue the three demon generals. These three people were quite cunning. When they saw the White Bird King coming, they ran away without saying a word.
After failing to catch the demon general several times, the alliance monks suffered heavy losses. The White Bird King's anger increased sharply, he raised his head to the sky and chirped, and turned into a giant snow-white bird. With a flap of its wings, three people appeared above the demon general. The power locked the three of them tightly.
"Then the giant beak opened, a sharp cry came out, and the sound waves radiated in all directions. Thousands of demon army monks below had their internal organs shattered in an instant, and their seven orifices bled to death. The main target of the sonic attack, the three demon generals felt that their souls were stabbed hard by something inexplicable, and a sense of severe pain and powerlessness instantly filled their bodies.
The huge white bird flapped its wings, and its sharp claws instantly pierced one of the demon generals. The smell of blood and companionship awakened the other two demon generals.
God has already decreed their fate. Just as they were about to escape, two glimmers of light hit their eyebrows. In just a moment, they followed in the footsteps of the old devil!
War is doomed to death. On this vast battlefield, bloodshed and killings are taking place at any time and anywhere. The state of mind is gradually lost, and all that is left is crazy killing!
Catastrophe! This is a great disaster! The universe cannot be perfect, so a great catastrophe will occur, and we will explore the best form by ourselves until it reaches true perfection!
And the creatures that died in the disaster returned to heaven and earth, nourishing all creatures in the universe. This is a big cycle, just like a food chain. The monks are the consumers at the top, while the resources of the universe are the producers, and the great calamity is the decomposer. It transforms dead monks into resources that can be used by practitioners again.
Monks, catastrophes, and resources are eternal topics. Without catastrophes, the number of monks will increase sharply, and their character will be uneven. Without catastrophes, resources will be exhausted. Without catastrophes, the world will self-destruct. The universe has spirits and is for the way of heaven. , it reflects on its own operation and constantly brings the world to perfection.
The moment when the universe is perfect, living beings will no longer kill each other, and the resources of the universe will be inexhaustible. This is just an impossible dream, but it is the ultimate pursuit of heaven.
After solving the problem of five Da Luo Golden Immortal Realm Demon Cultivators, White Bird King was not satisfied. With his extremely fast speed, he turned into an assassin and shuttled through the battlefield. Many Da Luo Realm Demon Cultivators were seriously injured or even died as a result. .
The lethality of the White Bird King finally attracted the attention of the top management of the Demon Army. Mo Xiu Yongjie, the deputy commander of the Chinese Army in the late period of Daluo Jinxian, personally blocked the White Bird King with a cloud.
"White Bird King, don't be mean, I, Yongjie, am here to meet you!" Yongjie roared, held out a hosta, and swiped at the White Bird King, causing a huge crack in the space to "snap", and the space crack blinked. Time spread to the side of White Bird King.
This is not an ordinary space crack. From the faint demonic energy leaking from the crack, it can be seen that this is the space door leading to the Western Demonic Abyss. If you are swallowed by it, you will really die without a burial place.
The White Bird King's delicate body trembled, his expression changed greatly, and he tried to hide away. However, his soul seemed to be imprisoned, and he could not move at all. He didn't even have time to scream, and was swallowed up by the cracks in the space.
Yongjie laughed "haha", put away the hosta, and was about to return to the camp. Suddenly his heart beat wildly, and an unprecedented sense of crisis arose spontaneously. He decisively teleported to the side and saw a faint light shooting past the place where he was standing just now.
With the power of the soul, you can vaguely see the glimmer of light that looks like feathers. Yongjie's expression moved and he laughed angrily: "What a white bird king, he actually escaped the disaster with a feather substitute!"
"Giggle" came a sweet laugh, and the figure of the White Bird King appeared out of thin air opposite Yongjie, "Yongjie, you have a good memory, and you haven't forgotten this skill of mine!"
A long time ago, Yongjie was ordered to conquer the strong men in the wilderness to work for the Demon Palace. Unexpectedly, he met the White Bird King who was out for fun. The two had a disagreement and a big fight broke out. At that time, the White Bird King used his winged clone to seriously injure Yongjie, causing him to be scolded by Xiao Lin after he returned to the palace.
When Yongjie mentioned this past incident, he became even more furious. He used his magic sword and launched a powerful attack. There is no doubt about Yongjie's strength. He is ranked number one in the whole world. At this time, he is so angry that he uses almost all his strength in every attack. The White Bird King has to temporarily avoid his attack and rely on his speed to deal with him.
For ten days and ten nights, both ordinary immortals and powerful men went on a killing spree without any pause.
 "Rivers of blood, mountains of corpses, all the words that describe the brutality of the war cannot be overstated here."
At the beginning of the war, each side invested one million monks above Earth Immortal. Now, the total number of soldiers left on both sides does not exceed 600,000.
The horror of war is evident! The cruelty of the catastrophe is beginning to emerge!
The monks on both sides fought hard for more than ten days. They were exhausted and gradually fell into a stalemate. At this time, everyone's eyes couldn't help but look to the sky. The three groups of battles there were the key to the outcome of the war.
Xiao Lin and Haotian's strength is the best on the battlefield. After ten days of fighting, they no longer have the elegance of the masters. Their pale faces and messy hair all show the madness of fighting! Haotian, who wears the Nine Dragon Divine Cloud Clothes, has stronger defense than Xiao Lin. He has fewer external injuries and more internal injuries. However, Xiao Lin's whole body is covered with sword marks. He is too lazy to spend real energy to repair them, so he doesn't look like a master.
At this moment, a shrill roar of a beast came from the right side of the battlefield, followed by a "rumbling" sound. Everyone's hearts were drawn, and when they looked up, they were shocked
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