Start Summoning West Factory Flower

Before he could stabilize his figure, he flew to the side again.

If he dared to pause for a moment, Huang Feihu's spear would have pierced his tortoise shell.

However, he didn't know that a more dangerous person was getting closer and closer to him.

It was none other than Zheng Ming.

It is said that Zheng Ming charged back and forth twice in a row, and he didn't feel tired at all, anyway, he was very satisfied.

So, here led Chen Qi and Zheng Lun to launch the third round of charge.

As for the others, they didn't know where they were dumped.

The battlefield was chaotic, whether it was the Ten Thousand Monster Cavalry, the elite of the First Legion, or the [-] Imperial Guards, all joined in the chaotic battle. Even Xiao Fuzi was fighting in the Imperial Guards while patrolling around, looking for Zheng Ming figure.

The golden brilliance of the three dragon souls pulled the large imperial chariot like a tank, rampaging on the battlefield.

At the back, Zheng Ming even put away his sword, and just controlled the rapid flight of the imperial chariot, rushing wherever there were many sea-monsters.

All the sea monsters hit by the imperial car, regardless of their size, immediately flew backwards, their bones shattered, and their flesh and blood flew.

In the chaotic battlefield, he was stunned to knock out several empty areas.

The Emperor Dragon Chariot is an artifact produced by the system. Although its main function is to travel, its quality is far superior to the immortal artifacts used in the Immortal Realm. How can these ordinary sea monsters be able to stop it.

Zheng Ming, who was concentrating on driving, suddenly noticed Gui Zheng fleeing not far away, and his eyes lit up.

Without saying a word, he controlled the imperial chariot and rushed towards Guizheng.

The speed of the imperial car is faster than that of Uncle Zhiniu.

Gui Zheng only felt a powerful breath coming towards him, his face changed drastically, and before he could react, a terrifying force slammed into him fiercely.

bang~~~

With a loud bang, Gui Zheng turned into a baseball and was sent flying.

The hard turtle shell made a crunching sound, a mouthful of old blood spewed out from his mouth, and his whole body circled in the air and flew towards the gray sky.

"Hahaha, General Huang, leave this old turtle to me!"

Zheng Ming laughed loudly, left a sentence, and chased in the direction of Gui Zhengfei with the imperial chariot.

Huang Feihu looked helplessly at Zheng Ming who was leaving quickly, and said, "Your Majesty, it's really~~"

He didn't even know how to describe Zheng Ming.

In his mind, the Emperor should not go to war.

But Zheng Ming couldn't be stopped now.

In the end, he could only shake his head and helplessly rode on Uncle Niu to look for the Wan Yao cavalry.

And Zheng Ming controlled the imperial chariot, turned into a streamer, and came to Gui Zheng's side in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Guizheng is trying to control his body, trying to eliminate the force of the impact just now.

As a result, he turned his head and saw Zheng Ming driving towards him, his eyes almost popped out.

"His Majesty Li, please forgive me, the little old man is willing to serve His Majesty Li."

He thought about it, and blurted out.

The impact just now cost him half his life, and even his tortoise shell was broken. If Zheng Ming did it again, he would really be done for.

Zheng Ming looked at him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

With a wave of his hand, the majestic Tianwei immediately imprisoned Guizheng, and then dragged him onto the imperial chariot.

"Stay honest, or I will stew you!"

The millennium king has an 8-year tortoise, this old tortoise must be great!

Zheng Ming looked at him, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Feeling his malicious gaze, Gui Zheng suddenly froze, lying beside Zheng Ming, not daring to take any action.

After tidying up Guizheng, Zheng Ming turned his head and looked at the battlefield again.

On the chaotic battlefield, blood floated, and the entire sea was dyed scarlet. There were countless corpses floating in the turbulent waves. There were sea monsters and human races. The scene was tragic, like hell.

Seeing this, Zheng Ming couldn't help but feel a little heavy.

But soon he was relieved.

It would take ten thousand bones to die, let alone an emperor, a huge dynasty.

He, Emperor Li, walked to this day by stepping on thousands of corpses, and Da Li also experienced countless wars to get to where he is today.

"As long as there is a battle, there will be casualties. Fighting is inevitable, but the casualties of our soldiers can be avoided. Only by letting the enemy die can our soldiers live!"

he murmured under his breath.

Since then.

His face straightened, and he drove towards the battlefield again.

At this time, his idea is very simple, that is, to slaughter more sea monsters, reduce the pressure on the soldiers, and give them more chances to survive.

"kill!"

Returning to the battlefield again, Zheng Ming let out a roar, drew out his long sword, held it high above, and activated the berserk state.

Although he went back and forth a few times just now, it was more for the addiction of fighting, but now he is different, he wants to lead the soldiers to kill more enemies and completely win this battle.

The roar spread throughout the battlefield under the blessing of the mighty Tianwei, and countless soldiers suddenly became fanatical.

Their Majesty is still here!

Fanaticism brings more magnificent morale and makes the soldiers work harder.

For a while, the battle became more violent.

"Your Majesty is mighty!"

Huang Feihu rode Uncle Niu, holding a long spear, on which was hung the corpse of a strong man in the Ming Dao Realm, and roared at the top of his lungs.

"Your Majesty is mighty!"

"Your Majesty is mighty!"

Countless soldiers responded to him, bursting out with even wilder fighting spirit.

And under such a wild fighting spirit, the morale of the Yaosheng Palace continued to decline.

There is no way not to decline.

Originally, the enemy was outnumbered, but because of Zheng Ming's existence, many sea-monsters who bumped into them lost their courage to fight.

And as the battle continued, they became more and more uncomfortable and depressed.

Seeing more and more deaths and injuries of the same race around them, they couldn't help but feel fluttering.

By this time, many people in Yaosheng Palace already wanted to retreat.

But without the order of the palace lord, they dared not retreat.

The main reason is that those who are strong in the Dao Realm and the generals dare not retreat.

But there is a saying that the army is defeated like a mountain.

When people's hearts fluctuate and morale is low, if there is no strong commander, the soldiers at the bottom will give up fighting and start fleeing.

one, two, three...

A large number of Krakens fled under the sea and never came out again.

With the beginning, the rest will be subject to a chain reaction.

"Run away!"

A shrill howl sounded, completely interrupting the hearts of many low-level soldiers in Yaosheng Palace.

They're starting to rout!

In an instant, countless sea monsters from the Demon Saint Palace threw themselves into the sea.

It was only a small area that collapsed at first, but it quickly spread to the entire battlefield.

Countless siren tribes began to jump into the sea on their own initiative as if they were making dumplings.

Seeing this, Zheng Ming, who was charging, had a bright smile on his face.

The general situation of Yaosheng Palace is over, and the winner of this battle is Dali.

But the matter is not over yet, and the most difficult opponent has not been resolved.

He looked up at the battle in the sky.

Hu Li is still fighting with Zhu Qingling, and the fight is inseparable.

If there is no other external force to break the balance between the two, it is estimated that they can fight for three days and three nights.

Chapter 452 Demon Dao, how dare you humiliate me!

Zhu Qingling, who was fighting in the sky, had already noticed the defeat on the battlefield below, but she had no time to take care of other things at this time.

Don't look at her blocking the waves of Huli's offensive, in fact, she knows the situation she is facing best.

She is comparable to Hu Li in terms of cultivation and strength, but in fact Hu Li is a bit stronger than her.

Although the gap between the two is small and she has a good chance of winning, the pressure she is under is very high.

It has to be said that the tiger force's offensive was too fierce, every attack of the fierce tiger claws carried terrifying power, and the slightest carelessness would tear Zhu Qingling apart.

"You have already been defeated, surrender, maybe His Majesty can spare your life."

Hu Li swung another blow and said.

"Surrender! Yao Dao, how dare you humiliate me!"

Zhu Qingling was furious when he heard the words, and his momentum exploded.

Unexpectedly, the tiger force retreated again and again.

Others can surrender, but she cannot.

Because she is the palace owner of the Yaosheng Palace, representing the last dignity of the Yaosheng Palace.

Hu Li stared at her, and didn't bother to persuade her anymore.

Since you are unwilling to surrender, I will send you back to the west.

The majestic momentum spread out, and the dark clouds in the sky became heavy again.

The majestic wind is hunting, and the thunder is bursting.

"Roar!"

A violent howl suddenly sounded.

Huli turned into a big tiger with black rings.

The tiger's body is more than ten feet long, showing the majesty of the king of monsters and beasts.

"Brother is serious!"

In the cloud, Yang Li held his horn beard and said in a deep voice.

Next to him, Lu Li glanced at the honest Luo Ling, and said, "This Lord of the Yaosheng Palace is really hard to deal with."

The most powerful means of the monster clan is their monster body. Most of the monster clan's monster body form is stronger than the human form. Of course, there are exceptions. There are also some monster clans who do not cultivate the monster body and focus on the cultivation of true essence.

But the most powerful tiger is the monster fighting form.

Tiger is the king of beasts.

For the Yaozu, the tiger demon is also synonymous with power.

Under normal circumstances, with the same cultivation level, tiger monsters are much stronger than other monster clans.

Such is the instinct of monsters.

The tiger force that exposed the demon body looks very domineering and mighty, and you can feel the ferocious aura emanating from him from a long distance.

However, turning into a demon body also has weaknesses, that is, the control over spells is not as good as that of a human form.