"Yes!" the demon elephant monks replied, with vicious smiles flashing on their faces. They nodded in agreement, then raised their bone hammers and charged towards the twenty demons in front of them expressionlessly.
They seemed to be messengers from hell, executing Zhang Liucheng's cruel orders without mercy.
The twenty demon elephant monks were like wild beasts emerging from their cages, rushing towards the twenty demons crazily.
Their bone hammers were filled with cold murderous intent, and they immediately hit their opponents without any hesitation or softness.
The demons are not fuel-efficient lamps. They immediately raised the magic weapons in their hands and faced the demon elephant monks.
However, their resistance seemed to be short-lived, as they were broken through by the elephant monks almost instantly.
The Elephant Monks are like wolves and tigers. Their attacks are like a violent storm, sharp and violent. Every swing of the bone hammer carries an aura of death.
Their movements are flexible and they shuttle between the demons like ghosts. Every attack hits the target accurately, making the demons unable to resist.
The scene was chaotic, with blood splattering and broken limbs flying everywhere. Every collision was frightening.
The viciousness and determination of the elephant monks were fully revealed in their attacks, and the demons showed no weakness and rose up to resist.
Zhang Liucheng watched the battle coldly, with no expression on his face and a cold light shining in his eyes.
He did not participate in any way, he just stood quietly aside, like a bystander, watching the harvest of life.
The battle was short but fierce. The attacks of the Elephant Monks were like thunderous blows, deciding the outcome of the battle in an instant.
In just a moment, those demons fell down one after another, their bodies in pieces, and there was no possibility of survival.
At this time, among the twenty murals on the palace walls, the demonic form was lost, and the murals became dim and dull, turning into ordinary stone walls.
Those once vivid pictures, like scenes of memories, have now become pale and weak.
Later, Zhang Liucheng mercilessly collected all the corpses of the demons into the demon heart, and took the demon elephant monks step by step on the road to the depths of the palace.
He walked forward silently and devoted himself to the long stairs. The stairs towered into the clouds, as if they were the ultimate upward path.
He breathed calmly, took steady steps, and began to descend along the stairs toward unknown depths.
At the end of the stairs, there is a deep corridor hidden. At the top of the corridor, a huge plaque hangs in the air, with four characters - "Vertical and Horizontal Corridor" written on it with flying dragons and phoenixes.
The handwriting is thick and powerful, making people immersed in it, as if being swallowed by the endless corridor.
Entering this place called the "Vertical and Horizontal Corridor", the surrounding light flickers slightly, as if a mysterious force is quietly surging.
However, this still cannot completely dispel this hazy feeling, as if time has become blurry at this moment and has returned to the past.
"Ho ho ho!" A deep roar stirred in the depths of the corridor, echoing in every corner, every stone slab, and every wall.
The sound was like the drum of fate, indicating that a fierce duel was about to take place. Ten bull demons with a height of 100 feet appeared from the darkness. Their tall and majestic figures cast shadows at the end of the corridor, as if they were the prelude to the end of the world, carrying endless power and ferocity.
They waved their sharp knives in the dim night, shining with an icy cold light, like bloodthirsty demons from hell, breaking the silence in the quiet night. The light in his eyes was sharp and ferocious. It was a deep desire for battle, a firm will to be fearless and heroic, and a crazy and cruel killing intention.
Facing this sudden attack, Zhang Liucheng stood tall as a mountain, his face expressionless, his eyes flashing with calmness and determination.
Wearing a black robe, he was like a star in the night sky, silent but shining with firm light.
His gaze was as sharp as an eagle, and his deep eyes reflected endless depth and unknown.
He waved his hand gently, and the twenty demon elephant monks came out of the mountain like tigers, facing the bull demons fearlessly.
Their figures instantly disappeared into the darkness, disappearing into the night like ghosts, leaving only a faint whistling sound echoing in the corridor. The sound was as shocking as the bravery and strength of a warrior, as wild as the roar of wolves, and was awe-inspiring.
In the corridor, the battle between twenty elephant monks and the bull demons was in full swing. Their movements were like tigers leaping out of a mountain stream, shaking every corner, as if the whole world was shaking at their footsteps. Their movements are elegant, like dancing fairies, but their aggressiveness cannot be ignored.
"Ho ho ho ho!" The roars of the bull demons were like thunder, echoing in the quiet corridor, and the air seemed to tremble because of it. Their bodies instantly surged with vast power. The violent power surged out of their bodies like a spring tide, making the air seem to bend around him. Bull Demon, what is hidden under this name is not just bulky and brutal, but also shows an incredibly flexible figure. Every violent attack is as fast as the wind, making people unable to face it, and can only look at him. Trembling under the power.
However, the Elephant Monks are like silent mountain peaks, indifferent to the roar and wild dance of the Bull Demon. They are as steady as a rock, and every attack is accurately aimed at the Bull Demon's vitals. Their figures shuttled in the darkness, and every time they appeared, there were afterimages, like ghosts in the darkness.
Although the bull demons were extremely powerful, with the tacit cooperation of the elephant monks, they were unable to resist this swift and precise counterattack.
Zhang Liucheng, without joy or anger, stared at all this quietly. There was only calm determination in his eyes.
He did not join the heated battle, but controlled the battle situation with calm analysis and guided the attacks of the Elephant Monks.
Every decision he made was like a key thread, affecting the entire battle situation.
His presence is like a stable beacon, illuminating the way forward in the storm, firm and unwavering.
When the bull demons were about to be defeated, a sharp spear flew out of the darkness and stabbed directly at Zhang Liucheng.
Facing the sudden attack, Zhang Liucheng's face was as cold as ice, and he instantly recognized that it was an enemy trap.
He calmly adjusted his tactics and decisively directed the elephant monks with gestures to surround the bull demons, cutting off his escape route.
Like a swarm of crazy wasps, the Elephant Monks instantly built an impenetrable iron wall, trapping the Bull Demons tightly at the core.
"Roar..." The bull demons roared angrily in the circle surrounded by the elephant monks, trying to break through this invisible barrier, but found that their own strength was completely powerless in front of the solid defense of the elephant herd.
The gun light was approaching, but Zhang Liucheng's eyes were as quiet and deep as the moon reflected in a cold lake. His steps were firm, and his broad shoulders were as steady as mountains. He faced the light of the gun, like a warrior listening to the wind and thunder, with such a calm demeanor, it was as if all the storms in the world could not shake him in the slightest. His figure, illuminated by the faint light, was like a solid stone carved by time, indestructible, exuding the glory of the God of War.
"Boom!" A loud and earth-shaking sound tore through the air, as if a strong wind blew from ancient times, stirring up endless waves in everyone's hearts. It was a fierce collision between two peak powers, causing the surrounding air to burn and twist, as if a vivid ink painting was scorched by fire. In mid-air, endless power impacted wantonly, violently like a wild beast, tearing apart the space in an instant, forming a series of terrifying dark cracks.
However, amidst this violent power, Zhang Liucheng was as firm as a rock, showing no signs of retreating. His clothes were agitated by the strong wind, and the torn pieces of cloth traced graceful trajectories in the air. His clenched fists, with veins clearly visible under the skin, seemed to contain infinite power.
The next moment, his figure appeared behind those bull demons like a ghost, and the gun in his hand hit the head of a bull demon like thunder. With one hit, the bull demon's head was instantly torn apart.
With a dull "bang!" sound, the huge bull demon fell to the ground.
But Zhang Liucheng did not stop because of this. He continued to wave the gun in his hand, killing those bull demons one by one again and again.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"Roar!" Following the final thundering roar of the Bull Demon, the huge body stiffened for an instant, and then slowly fell over.
Under the power of Zhang Liucheng's sharp gun, the body of the last bull demon instantly disintegrated like a black hole, turned into a black light, and disappeared into the air.
Zhang Liucheng turned around and faced the demon elephant monks, his eyes were calm and decisive.
He knew that this battle was not over yet, and the real enemy was the one who mastered the gun light.
His eyes were like a torch, staring into the depths of darkness, as if there was a cold light quietly waiting for his arrival.
