The two demon kings joined forces to attack, and they were sure to win. The pervading demonic aura instantly blocked the sky and the sun. King Yu Yang, who was trapped in the air, was in danger.
Suddenly there was the sound of a piano, the strings rang suddenly, the horns were raised and the horns were clear, and a lingering sound faintly swayed above the tragic battlefield.
Zheng——
Wherever the sound wave swept, the human race showed no reaction, but the monster race that was attacking the city felt like a giant hammer hit the center of the city. Blood spurted out and their limbs twitched in an instant.
The black clouds in the sky that were overwhelming the city began to fluctuate violently under the sound waves, and black shadows fell from the clouds in mourning.
The bear demons who were climbing the city also lost their feet and fell. As soon as they hit the ground, they were pinned to death by the huge arrows that shot towards them.
Even the two demon kings, when they heard the sound of the piano, the demonic energy surging around them stopped instantly.
"The sound of the piano is wonderful..." Amidst the admiration, a figure as thin as firewood appeared and disappeared in the wind and sand, and then appeared out of thin air behind the Black Eagle King.
The sword light flashed away, and the severed black feathers scattered all over the sky.
The Black Eagle King let out a cry of pain.
"King Yinping, this old guy has been pretending to die!"
"There is a new king hidden in the city!"
Before it finished speaking, it had already used its strongest escape technique, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.
Only a series of blood beads were left behind, dripping slowly.
The skinny, mummified old man fell to the ground with a knife, shaking his head regretfully, his cloudy eyes full of regret.
"It's a pity that this sword is still a little bit less interesting. If I were ten years younger, I should have taken it."
"What a pity, what a pity. I live up to His Majesty's expectations."
King Yu Yang comforted him: "Brother, there is no need to blame yourself. The Black Eagle King has been severely damaged and will not be able to recover for decades. It is still acceptable."
The originally overbearing King Bear saw the sudden turn of events and realized that he had fallen into the human race's trap. He turned around and ran away without saying a word.
How could King Yu Yang let it go and chased it in the air, "If it can be seriously injured again, the result will be pretty good."
"How can we disappoint Brother Li again?" King Yinping took the lead, with a cold and stern aura, like a ghost holding a knife.
In the city, another sound of the piano sounded. This time it did not sweep across the battlefield. Instead, it gathered into a bunch and bombarded the Bear King's back...
King Yinping, who had been pretending to be dead for many years, reappeared and cooperated with a new king who rose in secret to instantly turn the tide of the war.
This is the Human Emperor's arrangement this time.
Since the news of King Changling's death will be leaked sooner or later, we should take the initiative to leak it while the equally old King Yinping still has fighting strength, and then wait for the fish to take the bait.
The human race has used this method more than once, and the results have been very good in the past.
Today, although I failed to kill the Black Eagle King, everything is moving in a good direction.
If the Black Eagle King and the Bear King were both injured, the human race's territory would have the opportunity to expand further.
Outside the city wall, on the edge of the battlefield, a small dandelion bloomed.
Zhu An saw the situation through the dandelion, but he was sighing at this moment.
"It still caused variables."
King Yuyang and King Yinping had just caught up with the Bear King, and were about to fight with the greater number, when they heard a cry of surprise from the sky:
"Are you the Yinping King who is best at assassination?"
"I was too lazy to get involved, but suddenly I remembered that when I was young, I had a friend who seemed to have died in your hands."
The two human kings raised their heads in shock.
I couldn't see where the enemy was, but I could see dark clouds on the horizon, and the sun, which was still bright just now, had dimmed at some point.
Just like on the eve of a storm, a dull feeling weighs on my heart.
This is not like the momentum of ordinary demon kings.
The faces of the two respected kings were extremely solemn.
…
Along the river, Black Eagle Cliff.
The Black Eagle King teetered in the air and flew back to the cliff with difficulty.
It happened that a group of little demons fled back in a hurry, screaming and crying, saying that they were ambushed by demon hunters on the way to Guangping, and all the strong ones died.
The Black Eagle King was so angry that he spurted out another mouthful of blood.
"That mountain ape is looking for death and dares to leak information to the human race... As soon as I suppress the injury, I will go to Emperor Zun to expose it!"
Send a group of hawk monsters to attack Guangping and massacre Qishan along the way. Only the Black Eagle King, the Mountain Ape King and the Emperor's Envoy knew about this action.
As a result, a large group of demon hunters ambushed the road ahead of time. This could not be a coincidence.
The leaker, no need to think too much, is naturally the Mountain Ape King who has a grudge against the Black Eagle clan.
The Black Eagle King didn't even have the strength to cry at this moment, so he could only suppress his anger in his heart and fly to a hidden place to recover from his injuries.
At this time, a little eagle that escaped back also flapped its wings and quietly followed behind it.
The Black Eagle King flew halfway and turned around to stare at the little eagle coldly, "Are you looking for death?"
Facing the pressure of the Demon King, Xiaoying did not show fear, but smiled and said:
"Little bird, do you still remember me?"
"Little bird—" The Black Eagle King was about to get angry and eat this young man with a bad mind.
The extremely long-lasting memories suddenly broke away from the dust and flooded into my heart.
The Black Eagle King's pupils shrank suddenly, and in shock, his body became unstable and he almost fell from the air.
Little Bird, this seemingly contemptuous name, seems to have been heard only once in its long life.
It was when it was very, very small...
The parents do not save the chicks that have fallen into the nest.
This is the acquiescence fact of all races of demon birds.
The chicks fall into the nest, either because they are not careful enough and accidentally fall while defecating on the edge of the nest.
Either it was because it was not strong enough and was deliberately squeezed in by other chicks.
No matter what the reason is, it is a sign of "weakness" and is not worthy of living in the fierce competition for survival.
Therefore, even if the chick is not injured when it falls to the ground and can still moan for days and nights, the parents in the nest will harden their hearts and ignore it.
After falling into the nest, although alive, it is dead.
No one would have thought that the now powerful Black Eagle King was actually a nested eagle when he was young.
It accidentally fell down on a rainy day and fell heavily to the ground. It was covered in mud and kept wailing, hoping that it could be rescued.
But the parents stayed in the nest the whole time, not even sticking their heads out to take a look at it.
The young eagle felt sad in its heart, and its cries were particularly miserable.
The raindrops fell, already wetting its down.
Even if the demon bird is naturally strong, it will freeze to death if it cannot survive for long in this situation.
Or, before it froze to death, other foraging beasts were attracted by the cry and swallowed it whole.
The rain fell harder and harder, eventually forming a trickle and washing away the young eagle.
Floating in the water, I don’t know where I arrived. The young eagle was cold and hungry. When I was desperate, I suddenly heard a voice:
"This little bird is actually quite healthy, but it's just not very lucky."
The young eagle felt like he was being lifted up.
It barely opened its wet eyes, and there seemed to be blue shadows swaying in front of it.
Looking carefully, he saw a gray-bearded old man wearing a blue robe, looking at it with a smile on his face.
A warm breeze blew gently, and its soaked fur miraculously returned to dryness, and its body temperature began to slowly rise.
The young eagle was indeed in good health and soon stood up unsteadily.
It chirped a few times in its most beautiful voice and expressed its gratitude to the old man in front of it.
The old man smiled and said:
"Little bird, since you have been rescued, try not to hurt others in the future."
The young eagle tilted its head and nodded confusedly...
