Frontal battlefield.
The army of the dead was like a black ocean with surging tides. The dead were stacked one on top of the other, forming huge human pillars as high as the inner city. Then they fell down, like devil's tentacles, slamming against the city wall.
The general with 150,000 ghost soldiers sat high on the skeleton war horse, looking at the battle from a distance on the tragic top of the outer city, his scarlet magic eyes unfathomable.
"kill!!--"
There were constant shouts of death everywhere, and the sounds of drums and horns were intertwined with each other, forming a sharp contrast with the silent army of the dead.
The dividing line between life and death is so obvious at this moment.
When Bai Ze rushed to the top of the inner city, past the chaotic intertwining figures, he saw that the city was already filled with demon soldiers under Xian Zhen.
The young man's heart skipped a beat, he didn't expect the situation to be so dangerous! The demon soldiers on the city were not afraid of death and fought fiercely with the guards at Hulao Pass. And below the city, the dense army of dead people is still climbing up!
In the urn city, Wang Lang witnessed the yin and yang hanging upside down, the dead people were overwhelming, and the living people continued to die.
Xian Zhen's 150,000-strong army all had red eyes, roaring, some holding swords, and most just charging into the crowd with bare hands.
"Ouch!!" the deceased roared angrily.
If the Buddha does not save me, I will go to hell.
Wang Lang took a deep breath, he couldn't stand it anymore. The Grand Sima of Yan State, who was over fifty years old, took off his helmet, threw it to the ground, and drew his sword.
"General?" Military Advisor Yuan Zhe subconsciously called him.
Wang Lang was quite exhausted from the battle with Demon General Meng Tian yesterday, so fighting again might not be a good thing.
"Generals and soldiers, generals come first, soldiers come last." Wang Lang took a deep breath, looked up at the arrogant demon general on the top of the outer city, and roared loudly, which shocked the three armies: "The three armies listen to my orders! We are born in the same quilt. Death in the same hole! How can you say that you have no clothes, but you share the same robe with your son!!"
"We were born in the same quilt, and died in the same hole! How can we say that we have no clothes, but we share the same robe with you!!" The soldiers of the three armies roared in response, with murderous intent, "Kill!!"
"Kill!!" Bai Ze was infected by the atmosphere. He unsheathed his Qingshuang sword and ran to the top of the city. The sword energy left and his head flew away!
"How can I say that I have no clothes, but I share the same robe with you!!"
Wang Lang Tianzun's aura was fully activated, and the five mysterious auras behind him were filled with light. He reached the sky with one step, his sword was unsheathed, and his aura rushed across all directions, heading straight for the undead army in Wengcheng.
"boom!!"
The sword energy intertwined, and ghosts and gods were exterminated wherever they passed.
Pieces of demon soldiers' human pillars were cut off, and the situation changed in an instant, and the fragmented corpses were spread on the ground.
But the dead know no fear.
The dead people in front fell down, and the dead people behind continued to rush forward, tirelessly and terrifyingly.
"You will be born in the same quilt, and you will die in the same acupuncture point." Xian Zhen sneered, "Then I will teach you to die in the same acupuncture point!"
After that, he jumped up from his horse.
The famous sword Crossing the Tribulation was unsheathed, and the light of the sword shot straight into the sky like a dragon or a tiger! The demon general roared loudly, and the demonic energy surged and rushed away, and five dark caves opened behind him!
Without the protection of the magic array, it was Tianzun's strength that made the first move. The extraordinary monk's majestic momentum was rampant, and all the soldiers fighting fiercely at the top of the city felt breathless.
"How dare a dead person be so arrogant?!" Wang Lang held out his sword, and the people followed him, intending to go to the top of the city to have a showdown with the demon general!
"General!" Yuan Zhe exclaimed.
But he couldn't stop it, he couldn't stop it!
The sword has been unsheathed, and it can determine the difference between superiority and inferiority, as well as life and death.
"Start the war!" Xian Zhen rushed towards him.
Tianzun faced Tianzun, ten mysterious gates shone in the sky, the two figures were as fast as thunder, and they collided with each other in an instant, emitting an explosion of energy like wild beasts.
Tianzun dueled, and his energy swept through Zhongtian.
In just a few breaths, the two figures have collided dozens of times. Red blood spilled from the sky. The dead people in Hulao Pass were drawn out of the deepest evil in their souls by the blood of Tianzun, and they became more and more violent.
"Hiss—" Yuan Zhe took a breath. Tianzun's attack was too fast. He couldn't see clearly, so he simply stopped looking.
The Confucian strategist from Jixia Academy tied up his wide sleeves bit by bit, pulled out a standard military sword from the waist of the guard beside him, and walked towards the place where the crowd was fighting fiercely.
"Military advisor?" The guard panicked and quickly tried to stop Yuan Zhe. The general had told them that they could die, but the military advisor must remain unscathed.
There are mountains of military orders in front of the formation, which is no joke.
"The general is right." Yuan Zhe said without looking back, "Generals and soldiers will come first, and soldiers will come last. As the military advisor of the three armies in Hulao Pass, I, Yuan Zhe, have the courage to stand in front of the three armies' formation and kill with my own hands since I have made plans. The enemy thinks that the soldiers of the three armies go first!"
"But..." the guard wanted to say more.
"No more gossip, I have made up my mind!" Yuan Zhe picked up his sword and ran towards the center of the battle.
"Hurry, follow up!" the guard captain yelled anxiously, "Protect the military advisor carefully, and I will twist off the head of anyone who dares to make the military advisor lose a hair!!"
Melee.
Bai Ze rushed into the crowd, Qingshuang Sword God blocked the killing god, and the Buddha blocked the killing Buddha. The young man in black is like a demon god descending into the world. Under Bai Ze's hands, Xian Zhen's army of dead people often can't even stop them, and they will die if they are hit.
However, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. After all, it is rare for a Hulao Pass guard to reach the state of knowledge like Bai Ze. Most of the soldiers are still in the sea of suffering, and have not even mastered the sea of suffering.
A large number of troops rushed to the battle, and a large number of soldiers were cut into pieces alive by the dead. Bit by bit, the flesh and blood was swallowed up like hungry wolves.
Tragic.
There were corpses everywhere on the battlefield. Bai Ze stepped down and stepped on dirty blood that had turned purple due to the harsh northern winter. The severed limbs were pierced through the abdomen with swords, and some of the internal organs were leaking out and still steaming.
Wails, shouts of death, clashes of swords, and scalp-numbing roars like ghosts.
The boulders and rolling logs in the sky of Hulao Pass stopped throwing at some point, leaving only the two deities clashing fiercely in the middle of the sky.
The true energy is mighty and the demonic energy is soaring to the sky.
Black blood covered Bai Ze's body, and the military counselor's white clothes turned into red.
The battlefield is roaring, evil is being spread, but the sword of justice still does not know when it will arrive.
"Suffer death!" Above the middle sky, the dim light of the five caves behind Xian Zhen shines. The demon general's lava-like eyes are staring at Wang Lang, and the famous sword that transcends the tribulation is surrounded by demonic energy, "Death from all directions!"
As soon as the voice fell, the shadow of Xian Zhen's demon suddenly transformed into ten, surrounding Wang Lang and sealing him off from all directions.
"It's a small trick. How can you blind me and invite me to die?" Wang Lang sneered, but he didn't dare to be careless in his heart.
After all, with the help of the magic array, he could defeat the strange demon in white in the later stage. Wang Lang was not sure whether Xian Zhen would suddenly burst out with the strength of the little sage to control the air, so he was still cautious.
Because once he enters Yukong first, he, as a Heavenly Lord, will have no choice but to wait for death.
The battle to capture the city lasted from sunrise to noon.
Bai Ze could no longer remember how many soldiers had changed around him. He only knew that new soldiers were constantly being sent to the battlefield in the inner city of Hulao Pass, and new soldiers were constantly dying of hatred.
"Father, mother!!..."
"No, don't kill me!!"
"Help, help me, help me!!"
…
The howls of the battlefield are endless, the recruits are replaced one after another, and Hulao Pass has reached a critical situation.
But there are no shortage of demon soldiers under the inner city.
There were still generals and dead people outside the pass pouring in from the city gate, and charging towards the head of the inner city with bared teeth and claws.
Despair gradually filled everyone's heart.
Bai Ze had been killed until he was numb.
From the time he left the mountain to go to Weicheng, there was only a time when he and Tao Hongjing went to the mountain to practice without killing. The rest of the time was almost spent on the battlefield.
Now that the New Year has passed, according to Xie Xuan, he is one year older. The thirteen-year-old boy already had thousands of dead souls under his command.
Kill, kill, kill.
Bai Ze seemed to be trapped in a demonic barrier. The killing not only failed to free him, but instead made him feel trapped deeper and deeper.
Without his knowledge, Qing Lin in his arms had happily devoured a large amount of demonic energy at the scene, as well as the souls of those wronged souls who had been awakened by the magic secrets and had their heads cut off.
The palm-sized little snake's originally clear eyes had now turned dark red, like a blood-stained lake with surging undercurrents.
The killings on the battlefield awakened the murderous intent deep in Bai Ze's bones and blood, and an invisible force gradually arose behind the young man, like the shadow of the God of Death.
"Five Elements Sword Manual" Qinglong Sword Qi has been used thousands of times, so it has become a natural thing, and it has become a secret.
That kind of haziness on the edge of demonic barrier and epiphany quietly loosened a page of the golden book deep in Bai Ze's sea of consciousness.
"Buzz..."
The green frost sword danced wildly, and Bai Ze's eyes gradually turned golden as the dragon soul's seal was loosened.
"Huh?" Above the sky, the demon general who was fighting fiercely with Wang Lang suddenly noticed the breath of black and yellow dragon energy again, and his scarlet demon eyes suddenly condensed, feeling overjoyed.
Xian Zhen used his sword, and the fight between the nine clones and Wang Lang became more and more fierce, until Wang Lang was forced to retreat, and his body suffered more and more sword wounds.
The decline pressed on the Hulao army.
Xian Zhen looked down at all living beings, and while searching, he finally locked onto Bai Ze's figure. The demon general suddenly realized. When he saw Bai Ze's face, he immediately remembered the young man who killed Wang Zeng with one sword in Weicheng.
In the seventy years of vicissitudes of life, Wang Zeng was the first person who could not withstand the passage of time. When he was awakened from the demon forest, his cultivation level had fallen to the world of mortals.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been killed by an unknown young man with a sword.
But none of this matters anymore.
He took one step down to the sky and headed straight for Baize.
"The black and yellow dragon energy is mine." Xian Zhen raised his sword and came out with one strike. The energy was like thunder, heading straight towards Bai Ze's face.
With it, Xian Zhen can easily break free from the control of the magic secret technique. As long as he breaks free from the control, he can cross Dushan and return to Jin.
Ming'er, I said, I will go back.
Even if I'm dead.
But I always remember the agreement between you and me.
The devil would come from the sky. Bai Ze noticed that the shocking murderous aura was coming straight to his face. In shock, he broke away from the empty state and saw a sword coming from the sky.
"Xiao Bai!!" In the battlefield, Chen Yuanfang suddenly screamed in fear, "Quick, get out of the way!!"
Before the sword arrives, the energy comes first.
The famous sword crossing the tribulation tears the air and is unstoppable.
Yuan Zhe was shocked and wanted to rush there, but it was already too late.
