Zhang Zijin withdrew to the front of the two armies and did not dare to go further into the Fire-wearing Realm. However, it was a great pity that the Bagua Pure Yang Furnace could not exert its effect. The poisonous smoke emitted from the alchemy furnace was very powerful. Just now, whenever the poisonous smoke passed through the enemy's formation, groups of black dogs fell to death on the spot. In just half an hour, not more than two thousand black dogs were eliminated. The following greatly eased the pressure on the three-sphere coalition forces.
This object is suitable for group battles, but it needs to be sent behind the enemy, otherwise your own army will also suffer heavy losses.
Zhang Zijin rolled his eyes and caught a glimpse of a group of demon deer and demon pigs next to the Skeleton Patriarch. His eyes immediately lit up: "Little friend Sun, let you demon beasts come over and send my alchemy furnace over!"
This is a life-threatening job, and it is suitable for these monsters to do it, which just takes advantage of their ability to run quickly.
Only then did the Skeleton Patriarch notice that a group of demonic beasts had gathered around him. These demonic deer and demonic pigs were trembling, and they were all wandering around him, seeming to beg for protection, so he also said: "Sun Wu, let your Monster beasts go to charge the formation and charge with the alchemy furnace!"
Wu Sheng sighed and couldn't bear it: "This time it's just death. Children, life is so joyful and death is so painful, go ahead!"
So, a group of deer and pigs came to Zhang Zijin to take orders.
The battle was in full swing. If you delay for a moment longer, you will lose one more point. Zhang Zijin had no time to choose and directly hung the Bagua Pure Yang Furnace on the antlers of a demon deer. The young demon deer screamed and rushed towards the enemy's formation. Behind it were hundreds of deer and pigs, crowding behind to protect the alchemy furnace.
No matter which direction the wind blows, the poisonous smoke in the alchemy furnace always floats in the enemy formation. The demon deer and demon pig move forward very fast, and the poisonous smoke spreads faster, turning groups of people into trouble. The demon deer is also smart, running in circles in the enemy formation, trying to avoid the poisonous smoke affecting the deer and pigs following it.
All kinds of unexpected disasters will naturally befall the demon deer hanging the lantern. If the demon deer hangs the lantern for almost ten feet, the person hanging the lantern will die. So the demon deer and pig behind him will take over and use their antlers or fangs to kill the demon deer. Pick up the stove and move on.
It has to be said that the Dan Furnace borrowed by Zhang Zijin with the treasures of heaven and earth was really a big killer in group battles. The poisonous smoke was flying in the enemy formation, and thousands of Fudou were knocked down, and a large area was cleared immediately. Large open space.
Zhang Zijin's mood did not relax, but he continued to solemnly tell Master Skeleton and Wu Sheng: "We must kill Yanhuo, otherwise our bad luck will be carried forever, and none of us will be able to get ahead."
Then he said sadly: "Even if we kill Yanhuo, this bad luck will take some time to dissipate. After this battle, we must hide and not move around, otherwise if people sit in the cave, disaster will come from the sky." .”
Wu Sheng was also shocked: "Is it so evil? Will you harm others even if you die?"
The Skeleton Patriarch rushed into the battlefield, turned around in a circle, and flew back after killing hundreds of black fighting dogs. Two of his own arrows were still stuck in the sleeves of his robes, and there were burning flames on the corners of his sleeves. . He shook his body, threw the arrow away, extinguished the fire, and said to Zhang Zijin: "The suppression is so severe that I can't rush through! I don't see the disgusting fire you mentioned."
Zhang Zijin said: "Let's clear out the trouble first!"
The Skeleton Patriarch shouted to Wu Sheng: "You should also work harder!"
Wu Sheng reluctantly agreed and used Fang Baijian again. The sharp sword light suddenly flashed through the air and slashed Zhang Zijin.
Zhang Zijin blocked the sword and shouted: "Concentrate your energy and strike from a distance, so there will be less interference!"
Wu Sheng touched the back of his head and sighed in admiration: "This battle is really powerful. It makes people point here and there, and it's inexplicable." Following Zhang Zijin's instructions, Fang Baijian swept away from the distance, and then returned to normal, with one sword strike After going down, two or three Fu Dou were killed on the spot.
Zhang Zijin glanced at the Skeleton Patriarch, who explained: "He is good at bows and elixirs, and is extremely weak at flying swords."
Zhang Zijin nodded and flew out with the Skeleton Patriarch, sweeping away the black dogs along the edge of the battlefield.
After fighting for an unknown amount of time, the battlefield in front of me suddenly became silent. Looking around, I saw that the group of troublemakers had been cleared away. Only the skeleton soul soldiers were left who were still finishing their wounds, killing the injured black dog who was struggling to death. Put out the fire.
On the battlefield, the corpses of the fighting black dogs were everywhere. A rough calculation showed that there were a hundred thousand people, and most of them died under the Bagua Chunyang furnace.
There were only a dozen or so demon deer and demon pigs left in the battle array with the alchemy furnace hanging on them. The leading demon deer was sent back with the alchemy furnace hanging on it. Zhang Zijin took it away and stroked the deer's head and patted it as a reward.
Zhang Zijin looked at the battlefield, very confused, and murmured: "Why is this all?"
This battle was a near miss. Although our side suffered more than half of its losses, it was not as tragic as expected. This was a barrier that caused the Lingwu Falls to continue churning for nine days. How could it be possible to survive like this?
The Skeleton Patriarch thought for a moment and said: "Is it possible that the reason why Lingwu Waterfall lasts so long is because we are too strong?"
Zhang Zijin opened his mouth and couldn't believe it: "In other words, this is the fourth time in a row that we have encountered a weak one?"
The Skeleton Patriarch said: "Is there any other explanation?"
The two looked at each other for a moment, then looked at Wu Sheng together.
Wu Sheng was seizing all the time to study: "Where is Yanhuo? Didn't the two seniors say that there is still Yanhuo? By the way, the juniors have another question. If the realm is too suppressed, then Yanhuo can't hide, so he should how?"
Zhang Zijin replied: "Kill the fire!" and explained to Wu Sheng: "I'm not afraid even if I hide, I can rush in with an army. Although our realm is suppressed, we can still kill him with an army!"
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Wu Sheng was eager to learn: "Then what if Yanhuo actually took back his army and used the geographical advantage to block the attack?"
Zhang Zijin said: "It will take time. I will mobilize the spiritual power of this world to wash away the spiritual power of the Weary Fire World. I will occupy it inch by inch, foot by foot, mile by mile, and finally reach the boundary. By the lair."
"how long it takes?"
"That's in terms of years. Ten years, twenty years, thirty years or even a hundred years are all bad things."
The Skeleton Patriarch said from the side: "Let's search him, we don't have much time to waste with him."
This is the right argument, and no one can afford to take that long, so the three of them each mobilize their own armies to enter the Fire-Tired Realm and advance together.
There are still 2,000 flaming stone men on the left. The skeleton souls in the middle are the most spectacular. There are still 70,000 or 80,000. Wu Sheng on the right is not that few. There are more than 20,000 deer, pigs, snakes and rats scattered among each other. Open, pull out a big net, and search forward.
Although most of the troops had been killed or injured, there were still many left. The more than 100,000 troops distanced themselves and made rapid progress. Within a few days, they found themselves in front of a stone mountain.
The Black Dogs of Misfortune should have been completely wiped out. Only a weak aura remained in this stone mountain, existing alone in the Fire-Tired World.
This is the master of the Fire-weary Realm, Fire-weary.
