Let’s Make a Pact, Lord Fox Spirit

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The tactics between the evil spirits are very clear. Under the command of stiffness, they quickly dispersed the army of the royal city to use against the small defensive array of the Lord God of the Yinsong Temple.

Chu He and Xiao Lao were running between their scattered peers. Not only did they consume a lot of physical energy, but their defensive power was also much reduced.

Ouyang Xiaolen was secretly anxious, whether she should unblock her power of the devil, and her enemy, Qingyun, had not yet appeared, they had already fallen into such a dire situation. In fact, from the moment the monster first appeared, he knew that their weapon could not effectively deal with this group of monsters, because the explosive device still could not cause damage to them. But once the battle started, he could not regret or redeploy.

Just watching his men fall down one by one, his mood became more and more heavy. These soldiers left their homes and gave their lives to him, and he had the responsibility to ensure that they survived to the greatest extent. Even in the battle of death, they must maintain a minimum of dignity. But looking around, their death was so miserable that he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Overhead, the black clouds created by Qianqi's use of water control techniques are gradually being depleted, and the intensity of rainwater has begun to weaken, or the remaining rainfall will be used up soon. Everyone knows that under direct sunlight, the power of the evil spirit will multiply again.

Facing the evil spirit, he realized that the method of driving the double swords to attack the same part of the evil spirit with magic power can temporarily make him lose his ability to move, but this method is limited by his own magic power, and ordinary soldiers cannot make it out.

When he was at a loss, he was inevitably chaotic, and because of the safety of Xia Qiu, he was surrounded by dozens of evil spirits with her and Qianqi, including the general monster stiffness. They obviously have a clear combat plan, and they want to capture or kill Ouyang Xiaoleng whenever they have a chance.

"They are here for you!" Qian Qi said to Ouyang Xiaoleng with his back.

"I didn't feel it just now, now ..." Ouyang Xiao thought coldly that it would be better, only a few of them dispersed most of the fighting power.

Zombie instructed other evil spirits to stop attacking, and then said to Ouyang Xiaoleng: "Give up resistance and reduce the casualties under your hands!"

"It turns out that this guy can talk!" Qian Qi felt strange. The previous demon soldiers were like fighting machines, and the evil spirits seemed to be more intelligent.

Even in the face of countless powerful enemies, Ouyang Xiaolin still did not even pick up his eyebrows, and asked coldly, "Want to catch me and invite credit?"

"It's naturally useful to catch you!" Zombie responded.

Looking at this monster's face carefully like this always reminds Xia Qiu of the black crane in the realm of desolation, with the same cracked skin and the same scorching heat.

"Then try to see if you can catch me!" Ouyang Xiaoleng pointed Ye Shenbing at stiff inflammation and asked, "Do you remember Kui?"

"Qui ..."

Zombie only felt the body tremble naturally when he first heard the name, but the part about Kui's memory was finally stripped from his body like all memories from the red ear demon, and now he does not Have the soul once again, so it will not have the emotions once.

From its empty eyes, Ouyang Xiaoleng did not feel that it had any memory of the name, so he had to give up and continue trying.

The evil spirit saw that although he was at a disadvantage, he didn't mean to catch his hand at all, so he gave orders to other evil spirits. After a brief slack, a more intense battle began.

"Qianqi, you cooperate with Xia Qiu, she is responsible for the attack, and you are responsible for defending!" Ouyang Xiaobing side struggled to resist the attack of the constantly attacking evil spirits, and said to Qian Qi and Xia Qiu.

"Good!" Qianqi used the technique of water control to continuously form the water warrior to withstand the attack of evil spirits for Xia Qiu, so as to create an opportunity for her to attack.

Xia Qiu calmed himself down again, looking for the best fit with Mei Jianjian, and with the help of Qianqi, the knife method was much smoother than before.

She also realizes that continuous attacks on the same monster can make the opponent's body lose its ability to move for a short time, so after selecting a target, she concentrates all her strength on it.

Although they have exercised their rights, this method of temporarily restricting the actions of the other party has not achieved fundamental results, and they have become more and more passive. Under the powerful offensive of the evil spirits, they unconsciously retreated in one direction.

"Look at your feet!" Zombie reminded suddenly, "You are standing on a hill built by the bodies of your companions."

Just now everyone was devoted wholeheartedly to the battle, not paying attention to the situation at their feet and around them. It was not until this moment that they discovered that they were actually stepping on the dead body of the soldiers who died in the royal city.

When the stiff feet stepped on the corpses, they began to melt and gradually turned into a blurry object.

"Do not!"

Ouyang's cold vision and mind were stimulated in a double way, screaming and rushing towards stiffness, which happened to catch the other party's conspiracy. He was separated from Xia Qiu and Qian Qi by stiffness and other evil spirits.

Have we failed several times? He asked himself in his heart. Qingyun still didn't show up. He was unwilling to accept such a result, but what could he do? Faced with such a powerful enemy, his men seem to have sacrificed their lives in vain.

Overhead, the dark clouds formed by Qianqi completely dispersed, and the direct sunlight shone down, as if to take away their last hope. The last shackles he bound for himself broke down instantly, the power of the demon in his body began to wander uncontrollably, and the posture of the demon also appeared.

At the moment when he was about to pass the last consciousness, Ling Yu's voice suddenly sounded, as if redemption from a distant world, let him wake up at once.

"How can you become so weak without me?"

But in front of him was not a spirit feather, but a giant flame-like bird.

"Suzaku, it's Suzaku!"

"Look! The legendary mythical beast, the son of the **** god Gansu, really exists!"

"Aren't I already dead?"

The warriors of the royal city who were still fighting hard against the evil spirits were suddenly attracted by the fiery red bird and could not help but sigh.

Suzaku, suspended in mid-air, waved nine phoenix tails towards the monsters who were standing in front of Ouyang Xiaoleng. Its strength made stiffness and other monsters retreat.

Immediately afterwards, another white monster appeared in the air. It looked very strange. Everyone looked at each other and couldn't call its name.

"Xiao Li Bai!" Xia Qiu recognized it all at once, how could she forget it? In the soul away, it is both her partner and her mount.

Xiao Libai has seen Xia Qiu for a long time, and he gurgled from the belly with joy. Dragging two huge pockets on it, it looked very heavy.

Suzaku turned into a spirit feather in red. Although the separation time was not long, but now he looks a lot more mature, and adds a bit of determination and courage between the eyebrows.

He said to Xia Qiu: "Sister Xia, quickly share the ice sword and Ningxue knife with the soldiers of Wang Libai, and they will help us win the war!"

"it is good!"

Xia Qiu should fly to Xiao Libai's back after finishing. She gave these weapons made of thousands of years of snow in Yunwu Mountain to the Wangcheng soldiers one by one, and she, Ouyang Xiaoleng and Qianqi also got the weapons that suit them.

She left a snow-drenching knife to herself. The weapon held no weight in her hand, but a cold wave came from the knife with a slight wave. While using it to fight, the places on the body that were burned by the evil spirits were also quickly recovered.

The appearance of Ling Yu was an accident for Qingyun's side. As can be seen from the rare panic of stiffness, they did not expect that this young boy would come back here, and it seemed that he had also received the guidance of the gods. The Lord of the Three Realms, who has never intervened in the battle of the demon world, seems to be deliberately breaking the rules he has set.

Xia Qiu decided to try the weapon brought by Ling Yu. She flipped from Xiaoli's white back, and when she fell to the ground, she stab the Ningxue knife in her hand towards the monster in front of her.

The evil spirit habitually reached out to block the weapon she stabbed, and the arm began to freeze as soon as the arm touched the blade of the Ningxue, and lost its ability to move.

Xia Qiu waved at his frozen arm, and with a click, his arm fell off.

The ghost who lost an arm could not fully understand the sudden reversal. He looked down at the place where his arm was disconnected.

Xia Qiu took advantage of this opportunity to get up and cut off his head with a roundabout.

On the battlefield, cheers came from different directions almost at the same time. The desperate King City soldiers suddenly had hope. They regrouped and devoted themselves to the battle with the demons.

This group of monsters is finally no longer unable to conquer.

The warriors of the King City did not be stingy, exerted all the remaining power, and put down the monsters in front of them one by one, so that their bodies that were broken by the ice sword and the snow knife were their companions. Memorial service.

"It seems that you have no hope of catching me!" Ouyang Xiaoleng said directly to the stiffness.

He waved the ice sword in his hand, trying to launch a continuous attack with stiffness.

The hands and feet of stiffness were cut off by Ouyang Xiaoleng one sword after another, and where it fell, there were exactly the bodies of many soldiers in the royal city.

It raised its head and said to Ouyang Xiaoleng: "Do you think that you have won us, this war is over? No, everything has just begun."

Ouyang Xiaoleng didn't understand what it meant, and after looking at the evil general with a sword, he looked around. There are fewer than a thousand soldiers who can fight in his own hands. Although he had expected such an outcome long before this war began, when he actually faced it, it made him unprecedentedly desolate.

The sound of the fighting around him and the sound of the sword are all away from him, and everything became a black and white mime. He was looking for the person who started the war personally, the figure of the devil who kept the demon world on the verge of being lost again and again. Between him and him, there is an account waiting to be liquidated.

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