Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan opened his eyes from his sleep. Clear red eyes reflected the cloudy sky. He blinked and gradually recovered the dark color. “Where are we?" he asked in a naive and vague voice. ”

Xiao An pinched his face: “Near Black Cloud City. ”

Li Qingshan glanced round his eyes and waved his fist: “I'm getting angry! ”

Xiao 'an let go: “Xiao 'an! ”

Li Qingshan asked: “How's it going? ”

“See for yourself! ”

Xiao 'an lifted him up high. Li Qingshan immediately saw it. The distant camp was stretched across the mountains. He could not see the end of the mountain at a glance. The camp was full of demons.

The clouds in the sky are tightly locked, and it is not clear whether it is natural clouds or rising demonic condensation, almost touching the black clouds that surround Black Cloud City all year round.

Demons have pushed the frontier beneath Black Cloud City, forming an invisible but clearly identifiable border area. Once any spell enters this area, it will shrink dramatically.

So both sides used more primitive instruments for defense, bed crossbows, bows and arrows, catapults, siege hammers, etc.

Heavy bloody, shouting and killing have become much weaker as the wind blows.

At such a distant distance, there was a strange feeling that the dense, numb demons climbed to Black Cloud City like ants, pounding under the rain of arrows and the pillars of the boulder.

They knew that they were bound to die, but could not return, and soon the flesh and blood turned into a beach of mud.

This is the fiercest siege battle, or the fiercest ant battle, every moment people die, but no one cares, even themselves, all eyes red, howling, caught in an incredible fanaticism.

It was a little ridiculous. Li Qingshan shook his head and now he understands: “Magic is a sacrifice. ”

Every Demon Warfare dies, and the clouds in the sky are heavy.

Although Black Cloud City was built on high mountains, making it impossible for the magic to continue to expand its frontiers, it was obviously preparing for something. Compared to the heated battles ahead, the Magic Camp at the rear exhibited a huge contrast of silence and a hidden confrontation with the cloud-high Black Cloud City.

Like a giant beast that meets on two narrow tracks, today it's just a howl and a test, and the real war is on fire.

Li Qingshanton came from time to time, broke out of the swaddling, limbs on the ground, stood shaking, stood naked at the top of the mountain, and laughed: “It's my turn! ”

“You're young!” Xiao An lifted her up again.

“Soon you'll grow up! ”

Li Qingshan's face was red and angry. When did this little girl become so mean?

This time he was active in Phoenix Nirvana, a childish state that naturally wouldn't last long and would soon grow up as an adult.

……

Boom!

A boulder crosses an arc and falls heavily into Black Cloud City.

The Black Cloud Thunder Array has been activated, but in order to save power and prepare to defend against a real attack, these stones have not been handled, and their own fax disciples are exclusively responsible for interception, but they also protect some important nodes, because every moment dozens of boulders fall in, the surrounding mountains are all short, and they have to save power as well.

A house was smashed and fragments splashed apart, but no one was injured. The city has already been mobilized by the entire army to enter the tunnel bunker.

To this day, there are tens of thousands of victims of the Civil War, and only dozens of human beings have died, all of them powerless wretches who seem to have an absolute advantage, yet the morale of the entire army is abnormally low.

Any ordinary sergeant can see from a glance down the hill that the demon is pushing the surrounding mountain peaks to the ground, standing a stone column, the top twelve totem columns, almost inserted into the hypophilic cloud.

There were rumours in the army that the fax disciples were ready to abandon Black Cloud City. Ordinary sergeants have no way out, and even lower ranking officers are not necessarily eligible to use the convoy.

When the city breaks down, millions of armies, jade stones burn.

Waiting for death has never been the hardest thing to do, and it's still such a pain in the ass.

Fire Hall.

Li Huiqiao sat at the end of the long table with his hands crossed and his chin supported: “Who will command Xuanwu Legion? ”

If the Emperor of the Twelve Demons were to form the Twelve Dollars of Heavenly Demons, and accompanied by the formation of a terrorist army of millions of armies, Black Cloud City would undoubtedly be broken. Everyone present knew that.

It is necessary to take this opportunity to get out of the city field and break the enemy army formation. It is best to kill one or two demons. The magic domain may not be able to bring more demons to help the formation. All 12 demons do not attack themselves.

The facsimile disciples all looked to Wan Jianfeng, where he was second only to Li Huiqiao, and decided not long ago to fight the main battle.

Wan Jianfeng silenced for a moment: “I am a swordsman, not a general. ”

He was not greedy for life or fear of death. Even in the face of three or five demon emperors, he dared to fight the first battle, but refused to die as pointless as the lowest demons.

Nguyen Yaozhu raised his hand silently and was ignored by all. She looked at everyone a little embarrassed by her insistence on putting her hands down.

Daimon Fanfan helplessly said: “You wood..."

“I'm ready to go out to the city with my brother! ”

“Hmm, I don't want to die with you. ”

“But aren't there so many people down there to be slaughtered? ”

“Not necessarily, if we retreat when the city breaks down, they will resent us and may surrender to the magic and become demons, in order to avoid this situation...”

Li Huiqiao caught his head and closed his eyes. All the facsimile disciples felt a chill.

If millions of armies throw together, how evil the influence will be, Abnegation Palace will surely anger Thunder, and these soldiers are the elite of choice in the human path, far more qualities than ordinary demons, how many demon magicians and even demon emperors can be born inside, so they must all “die in battle”.

Nguyen Yaozhu's face grew pale: “How can this..."

Li Yiqiao's eyes swept through all the facsimile disciples: “I'm going to ask you one last time...” The words: “Who would command Xuanwu Legion? ”

At this moment, a clear voice came from outside the door: "Let me do it! ”

Li Li Li Huoqiao rose in anger: “Who dares to eavesdrop outside the door?! ”

Wan Jianfeng gripped the handle of the sword, and the true disciples changed their faces and rose.

This is the supreme military conference, not even their rides, and if anything gets out here, the consequences are unthinkable, and the whole Vientiane sect is going to lose its reputation.

Nguyen Yaozhu felt that the voice was very familiar, blinking, incredible.

The door opened and a teenager walked in, his teeth smiled:

“It's me, Li Qingshan! ”