Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

This time, Wang Youfang spent a lot of money to go out of the city to exterminate demons. He summoned a large number of people in order to kill them with one strike!

The elite army he brought from the city alone has more than a thousand people. They are all veterans who are familiar with battlefield fighting and have seen blood. Everyone wears leather armor, hangs steel knives on their waists, and carries crossbows.

As for the high-end combat power, in addition to him, a second-level martial artist, there are two Xuanjia Guards from the Yishifang who are specialized in slaying demons and exterminating demons. They are also martial arts masters.

The rest are the troops brought by the Chiyan Sect and Qianye Sect.

In addition to Zhang Qingye, a second-level martial artist, Qianye Sect also has two martial arts masters and several elite disciples.

The same is true for the Chiyan Sect. Aoyang, the strongest man in Anyan City, brought Li Chengfeng, Song Mu, and a group of good players trained in the Dark Hall. They are all energetic and ready to go.

That is to say, this time when they went out of the city, there were as many as nine people at the level of Guangwu Master, plus a thousand soldiers formed into an army formation. With such combat power, it would be more than enough to attack a city.

And this time the opponent was just a little demon who was seriously injured and had not recovered, which was a piece of cake!

Thinking about it, the large group of people had already arrived in front of a steep mountain wall.

Wang Youfang looked up and looked ahead.

In front of him was a cliff with two wooden watchtowers. Behind the towers was a hundred-meter-long wall made of wood and stone.

But this wall had only one side, and the two sides were steep mountain walls that were difficult to climb.

At this time, there were guards on duty on the watchtower, who seemed to have discovered the abnormality under the mountain stronghold and caused a commotion.

But they didn't care too much.

The terrain of the Black Wind Mountain Stronghold was steep and easy to defend and difficult to attack. In addition, there was a Tongmai martial artist to suppress it. Ordinary enemies would never come to attack the bandits. They were very confident that no one would come.

Not only that, these sentries had not experienced combat for many years, and they were all very lax.

"Change formation, fire!"

Wang Youfang rode his horse and stood at the front. At his command, the adjutant beside him raised a red flag, and the order was quickly passed down from top to bottom to every soldier.

"Fire!"

Wang Youfang gave another order, and the adjutant beside him waved the flag.

Chi chi chi chi!!!

Countless rockets flew from bottom to top and fell into the mountain stronghold.

"Enemy attack!!!"

At this time, the sentry in front of the mountain stronghold wall finally reacted, roared, and pulled the alarm bell desperately to hit it continuously.

But it was too late.

A large number of black arrows were thrown down from the sky, like fine rain lines, densely shooting down countless bandits who had just stood up and ran out of the house.

They died happily. Those bandits who didn't run out in time had their houses set on fire by the burning oil bags on the arrows, and were burned to death by the hot flames with screams.

However, this was only the first wave of arrows, and then there were two more waves of arrows.

After more than ten years of operation by Xue Tu, the Black Wind Village had orderly houses and neatly planned streets, making it a village with a great atmosphere.

At this time, this small village that was full of fun and play in the past was burned to ashes and turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The flames gradually died out, and the strong smell of burning charcoal came from the mountain with the wind.

Wang Youfang looked up and frowned.

It seemed that the Black Wind Village was easily wiped out like this?

Although he expected the process to be easy, he didn't expect it to be so simple.

At least, there is a martial artist in the Black Wind Village, Xue Tu. No matter how weak he is, he can't be easily defeated by these waves of arrows...

He called a few martial artists and several teams of soldiers, and in a few breaths, they quickly came to the village that had turned into ruins.

Through the gate of the city wall that barely had some shape, he and Aoyang, Zhang Qingye and others walked into the village.

It was impossible to tell where the road was and where the house was.

The ground was covered with warm white ash, and charred corpses and burnt weapons were everywhere.

One by one, charred wooden pillars stabbed diagonally, extending from the ashes, pointing to the sky.

The whole village was in a mess, and there was no living thing.

"This notorious Black Wind Village is gone just like that?" Wang Youfang still had an unrealistic feeling in his heart.

Although it has been said since ancient times that the name does not fight with the official, for such mountain village bandits who gather in one place, the court can wipe them out as long as it is ruthless.

But today, he always felt that the process was too smooth and too easy.

After all, there was no resistance, and even the Blood Slaughter was not in the village, which was a bit strange.

"Let's go, Lao Wang, anyway, destroying the village is just a matter of convenience, if the next thing is as smooth as this, it will be great."

Aoyang patted Wang Youfang's shoulder and said indifferently.

Anyway, the main goal today is to encircle and suppress the demons, and the Black Wind Village is just a matter of convenience. The Blood Slaughter is not here, maybe he is out robbing, not in the village.

"This statement, there is some truth..." Wang Youfang rarely looked up to Aoyang. He originally thought that this person was just a muscular barbarian, but he didn't expect that what he said at this time was right to the point and made some sense.

After searching for a while and confirming that there was no problem, they quickly led the team back.

While the large army was replenishing ammunition and weapons and repairing the formation.

Wang Youfang brought several people from Aoyang, and added the best players from various forces. He selected several teams of elite soldiers, prepared to go, traveled lightly, crossed the Black Wind Village, and headed deep into the Black Rock Mountain.

For such matters of dealing with demons, no matter how many ordinary soldiers they brought, it would not be of any use. Instead, it would affect the speed and alert the enemy.

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Behind the village, deep in the Black Rock Mountain.

The sky was overcast, and the low black clouds pressed down on the head, like a series of crumbling mountains pressing on the heart.

Where the army marched, it gradually changed from steep mountains and cliffs to rolling green hills. It seemed that the weather was getting warmer and spring buds were sprouting, but when you look closer, it is still bare.

Two black armor guards covered with black full body armor immediately took the lead, holding a round compass-like thing in their hands, constantly correcting the direction.

Although they had explored this place a while ago and found that there was indeed a demon nest, they were still cautious and full of caution at this time.

A demon, even if it is a seriously injured demon that has not recovered, must be dealt with carefully.

Following the location information provided by Wang Youfang, and with the guidance of the two Xuanjia guards, a hill soon appeared in front of everyone.

Walking to the top of the hill and looking down, the steep brown-gray rock walls on all sides formed a huge "mouth" shape like a wall, and in the middle was a deep bottomless pit.

The deep pit was filled with black fog, and nothing could be seen clearly. It was dark and dim, as if it went straight to the depths of the earth's core.

"It should be here..."

A Xuanjia guard carefully observed the compass needle in his hand, and his voice was hoarse.

"Let's do it." Another Xuanjia guard spoke. Although his voice was through the helmet, it was still crisp, like a woman.

She directed the people brought by the special affairs room to arrange around the deep pit in an orderly manner.

Wang Youfang, Aoyang, Zhang Qingye and other martial artists on the side were not idle either, but turned around and gave orders to the people they brought.

On the Chiyan Sect side, the three martial artists Aoyang, Li Chengfeng, and Song Mu have 20 disciples, all of whom are members of the Dark Hall, including Song Qing and others who won the small competition and were specially recruited into the Dark Hall.

"You all, come here!" The hoarse-voiced man warned everyone without hesitation, "Although this kind of nest is the lowest among the monsters, it is not something that any monster can make. We suspect that the monsters that have come from the city are not ordinary monsters among the monsters. At least they are envoys. So, you must be alert and be careful."

Scholars, farmers, merchants, and artisans, this is the most basic division among ordinary people in the Daxuan court. This is true for humans and monsters.

The monsters, like the human world, also have different levels of status and class.

The status of the envoy among the monsters is like the existence of the priests in human celebrations.

Everyone was alert when they heard this, and they fully cooperated with the actions of the Yishifang. Several mirror-like things circled the deep pit and were inserted between the earth and rocks.

Then, the black armor guard who was suspected to be a woman took out a mirror from his bosom.

The mirror was square outside and round inside. The outside was a square frame with golden light flowing on it. There were many delicate and complicated patterns engraved on it. Inside was a small and exquisite mirror, smooth and smooth. In the sunlight, there was a faint layer of silver light flowing on the surface.

She bit her index finger and slid it carefully on the mirror. It seemed to be some unknown handwriting, like a dragon or a phoenix, graceful and exquisite.

The blood was left on the mirror, and a magical scene appeared. The bright red blood gradually faded, as if it was absorbed by the mirror, and the layer of silver light quickly became active, with a sense of fullness overflowing from the mirror.

"Now..." She spoke again, her voice was weak, and she was even blocked by the black mask. Everyone seemed to be able to see the sweat on her forehead.

Squeak~

The silver light that had been condensed for a long time sprayed out wildly, and the silver light column like moonlight was like a tide gushing out, making the air tremble.

At the same time, a circle of silver-white mirrors around the pit also quickly flashed with brilliance.

Bang! ! !

Almost at the same moment, with lightning speed, before anyone could react, a silver light column like a punishment from heaven suddenly fell into the deep pit.

Buzz~

Two chaotic air currents, one black and one white, swirled, and the entire pit was like a battlefield, with black soldiers and white soldiers fighting madly.

Finally, it seemed that the white side was better, pressing the black fog below, gradually swallowing and purifying it, with a momentum of pulling apart the clouds and dispersing the clouds.

Huh~

Like the last struggle of the black fog, or like a rebound from the bottom, suddenly, a nameless wind blew in the deep pit, the black wind was pervasive, vast and endless, with a fishy wind, making people want to vomit.