noffsinger Chapter 1342: Human Assassin, Ten Thousand Demons Devouring Immortals
Chapter 1342: Human Assassin, Ten Thousand Demons Devouring Immortals
Chapter 1342 Human Assassin, Ten Thousand Demons Devouring Immortals
Beiyuan, a few miles outside the barbarian king's tent.
At this moment, this frozen land which is usually sparsely populated is crowded with people. Countless tall barbarian warriors wearing animal skins are riding on snow wolves like giant beasts and galloping around the place.
There was constant shouting from their mouths, mostly in the barbarian language, mixed with a lot of blunt words like "kill".
This is the Snow Wolf Cavalry of the barbarians. On the battlefield against humans, one such Snow Wolf Cavalry can match more than ten Qin Iron Cavalry!
But here, there are tens of thousands of them. They are like little giants, holding relatively primitive bone weapons. The earth shakes when they run, and their momentum is simply overwhelming.
Within the encirclement of tens of thousands of Snow Wolf Riders, there are hundreds of barbarian monks. In addition, there are dozens of powerful monks dressed in black robes and filled with demonic energy.
Such a large force is rare even on the battlefield where we are fighting against humans.
At this moment, all their efforts were concentrated here, just to deal with the dozen or so figures in the encirclement.
The dozen or so figures were all wearing silver armor. Although they were not as tall and strong as the barbarians, they all had a strong aura. Almost all of them had cultivation above the middle stage of Jindan. A single sword strike could unleash a terrifying sword aura of dozens of feet.
Faced with such terrifying combat power, even the barbarian monks in the inner circle have to be cautious, and as for the so-called elite barbarian Snow Wolf Riders in the outer circle, they will die if they touch them!
These besieged monks were naturally not barbarians, but human monks.
However, what the barbarian cultivators feared the most were not these human Jindan cultivators, but the four who were in the lead. Three of them were at the Yuanying stage, and one had a head full of silver hair. He was so handsome that he didn't look like an ordinary person. With a casual point of his finger, even the barbarian warriors at the Yuanying stage would have their bodies shattered in an instant. They were so terrifying that they didn't seem like ordinary people.
Fortunately, at this moment, the silver-haired young man had been intercepted by a powerful man in black robe, and a fierce battle soon broke out between the two. Their figures were so fast that it was almost difficult for the surrounding monks to see them clearly. They could only feel that two terrifying forces were constantly colliding.
As the two forces collided, an energy storm was generated in the entire encirclement. Due to the storm, even those Nascent Soul cultivators did not dare to approach, and cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage would be destroyed if they touched it!
The two fought from the ground to the sky, and then from the sky to the ground, shocking all the barbarian leaders in the king's tent several miles away so much that they all evacuated.
After retreating for dozens of miles, the Barbarian King finally breathed a sigh of relief, but his face looked very ugly.
Not long ago, he almost lost his life.
The dozen or so human cultivators had sneaked into the king's tent at some point in time, and were targeting him. If it weren't for the Rakshasa envoy from the demon clan who happened to be in his tent, this barbarian Khan would have really lost his head!
"Damn it!"
"Didn't those guys from Wuzhu say that they could reach a cooperation with the human race?"
“Now it all seems like bullshit!”
"This king was almost beheaded by these cultivators of the human race!!"
The Barbarian King gritted his teeth, his face turned ashen. Originally, he really wanted to cooperate with the human race to trick the demon race, but this time, the human race's behavior really pissed him off.
Thinking of this, he could not help but roar: "Pass on my order, do not let those human assassins escape! Don't let any of them go!!
Kill them all!!”
Soon, the accompanying barbarian monks took off into the air and flew to the outskirts of the battlefield dozens of miles away to convey orders.
"The Khan has ordered that none of these human assassins should be spared. Kill them all!!"
"kill!"
"kill!!"
"kill!!!"
On the battlefield, tens of thousands of Snow Wolf Riders were galloping on their snow wolves, holding their weapons high and roaring to the sky!
boom! !
In the encirclement, another huge collision broke out, and two terrifying energies swept out in all directions, one was black cold fog, and the other was red flame.
Wherever the cold fog reaches, any cultivator will be instantly frozen and turned into lifelike ice sculptures.
Wherever the flames went, they burned everything, even the hard frozen soil on the ground turned into mud.
"Who are you? Since when did you, the demon race, start helping the human race?!"
The black-robed monk who was fighting fiercely with the silver-haired young man shouted angrily, and the terrible energy storm quickly turned the black robe on his body into ashes, revealing the terrifying devil-like figure under the black robe.
His skin is as white as jade, he has horns on his head, six arms, and bulging muscles all over his body. He looks very explosive!
This white demon was none other than the Rakshasa who was chopped in half by Mo Fan last time!
Although he is a white demon, he has the cultivation of a saint, so he is entrusted with an important task by the demons and becomes their messenger. He is stationed in the king's tent for a long time, saying that he is protecting the safety of the Barbarian King, but in fact, he is urging the barbarians to invade the human race.
Luosha was really angry at the moment. He had just been defeated by a powerful demon not long ago, which was a complete loss of face. Now he was being fought for such a long time by a guy whose cultivation was not as good as his. Naturally, he was extremely unhappy.
At the same time, he was also confused and puzzled, because according to the information he had learned, in the entire demon clan, Emperor Shitian was the only demon who had the combat power of the holy realm. How come more of them appeared one after another?
He had previously suspected that the guy who kept calling himself “this emperor” was Indra, but who was it this time?
"Who told you that I'm a demon?"
"Listen to me, I am not a demon, I am an immortal!"
The silver-haired young man sneered repeatedly. Although his cultivation was far inferior to the other party, there was no awe on his face. Instead, he looked defiant.
Luosha's face darkened and he snorted coldly: "I don't care if you are a demon or not. If you dare to trespass into the king's tent today, no one can save you!"
"Stop talking big!"
"We have been fighting for such a long time. Although my cultivation is not as good as yours, you can't do anything to me, your grandpa."
The silver-haired young man smiled, then rolled his eyes and said, "How about this, you let them go, and we leave without disturbing each other?"
With his strength, he could have left long ago, but when he came out, he promised the ancestor that he would protect the safety of a few of those guys. Otherwise, he would have been too lazy to fight to the death with these demon cultivators and would have run away long ago.
"Let them go?"
Luosha burst into laughter upon hearing this, "Hahahaha...do you think this is a child's game?"
"Don't even mention them, you'll have to die too!!"
At the end of his words, Luosha's face was full of anger, and he immediately soared into the sky. He opened his mouth and spit out a black flag, which he directly sacrificed.
As soon as the black banner appeared, it released endless demonic energy, and then the entire black banner disappeared, and the endless demonic energy directly enveloped the battlefield below.
"You think a mere magic flag can do anything to me, your grandfather?"
The silver-haired young man sneered upon seeing this, swung the sword in his hand, and directly released a terrifying sword aura!
However, his sword energy did not break through the black fog. Instead, it disappeared after entering the black fog, which made the silver-haired young man's face change suddenly.
"Demon Banner?"
"This is not an ordinary magic banner, but one of the three major magic formations of my demon clan, the 'Ten Thousand Demons Devouring Immortals Formation'!
Not to mention a mere demon ancestor like you, even if you were a true immortal in the lower world, you would still have to die!! "
The White Demon Rakshasa sneered repeatedly, then took a step forward and entered the black fog.