Heaven's Last Big Boss

"Ok!"

The three answered at the same time, and Li Zhiyong had already pulled the trigger.

boom!

Zhou Zheng jumped up, and with a few electric arcs slanting across, he directly hit the center of the entrance of the canyon, and knocked on the shield with his horizontal knife, making this magical round shield shine brilliantly.

He took a light breath, not paying attention to the gazes cast from everywhere.

Brother Xiao is right, the cultivator team here is indeed the best in strength.

I have a fairy shield that has not been activated yet, and it can play a role in blocking the enemy at critical moments.

A few more figures descended.

Six or seven men and women carrying magic shields stood side by side with Zhou Zheng, each holding their breath.

The 'waves' formed by the monsters were split by the horse monster, and then closed again in front of the canyon.

A demon soldier with the head of a celebrity and a beast in fur and armor;

Fierce and loathsome huge monsters;

At this moment, they rush forward regardless of everything, and their eyes are full of tyranny!

There was a stream of light on both sides, and hundreds of monks threw out talismans, magic weapons, and magic weapons, and shot out swords, knives, knives, and palms.

There were bursts of roaring in the air, and rockets were splashed in the air, exploding small mushroom clouds among the demon soldiers. The shock wave raged back and forth, and the momentum of the demon soldiers was greatly reduced!

Zhou Zheng and several people around him raised their shields at the same time, facing the monsters that came first, and roared forward!

Chapter 78 Ride me fast!

The staying power of these demon soldiers is obviously not good.

Xiao Sheng was hanging in the air, smacking his lips unsatisfied.

If the squad leader hadn't sent a voice to remind the poor to not chase after him, would he have let go of these merit points?

The monster soldiers retreated like a tide after their charge was blocked, leaving behind corpses of monster beasts and a small number of monster soldiers all over the ground, as well as potholes blasted out by rockets.

In the true sense, 'five minutes of fierce fighting, two hours on the road'.

At the entrance of the canyon, a hill of monster corpses piled up in front of more than a dozen monks, but the battle line they maintained did not retreat half a meter.

Zhou Zheng is in pretty good condition at the moment.

It's just covered in demon blood, it looks a little scary, and there are a few scratches on its right shoulder. This magic weapon windbreaker wiped out most of the force of that blow.

The six or seven shield-wielding cultivators around Zhou Zheng, as well as the first and second rank major cultivators who came to support him later, were in a state of embarrassment at the moment. Not only did they consume too much mana, but they also suffered from scratches all over their bodies.

More than a dozen monks fell from the left and right, forward with pills and bandages in their hands.

A pretty cute female cultivator asked Zhou Zheng:

"Fellow Daoist, do you need healing?"

Zhou Zheng smiled and shook his head, lifted his shield and jumped to the pile of corpses in front of him, looking up at the sky.

The fierce battle in the sky is in full swing, and the demon and the fairy seem to be in a stalemate, and beams of streamers can be seen chasing and colliding continuously.

Zhou Zheng turned his head to look at the situation in the canyon.

Hundreds of ragged mortals huddled on both sides of the canyon, knelt down and prayed, as if this posture was their instinctive reaction.

Look at that area again, the area plowed by the rockets.

These rockets are equipped with armor-piercing submunition warheads, and each warhead carries more than 700 submunitions, which can penetrate armor and kill monsters.

It's a pity that most of those humanoid demon soldiers relied on their spiritual power to fight hard, and at most they were only seriously injured.

Zhou Zheng's gaze was fixed on that 'horse' monster general.

The strong man transformed into a demon general was kneeling and sitting in front of him. Although he was covered in scars, he was not fatally wounded, so the monks did not dare to approach him easily.

"Squad leader," Yue Wushuang's voice came out of the Bluetooth headset: "It seems that the demon soldiers have really retreated."

"Thunder, little rain?"

Zhou Zheng helped the earphones, and said quickly:

"Wu Shuang went to the commander here for feedback, and asked them to make a decision as soon as possible. Whether it is a return or a defense, there is a regulation early. You are smart and brave. You have a lot of tricks. Try to monitor the surrounding environment and find out the true intentions of the monster."

"clear."

"En," Li Zhiyong replied, slightly dissatisfied with Zhou Zheng's evaluation.

What does it mean to have a lot of tricks? He is obviously thoughtful and has made full preparations for all kinds of situations that can be expected.

Mumbling in his heart, Li Zhiyong calmly took out a 'jewelry box' from his pocket, opened it carefully, released two bee-sized spirit insects, and watched them quickly disappear into the distance.

A certain Guixu peak overhaul with adoring eyes, folded his arms and landed beside Zhou Zheng.

"Squad leader, what about this horse? You took it as a mount?"

"Me!" Zhou Zheng glared at Xiao Sheng, "Brother Xiao, don't talk nonsense, why do I want a mount!"

"Prestige!"

Xiao Sheng giggled, with loose shoulders and his hands in his pockets, winking at Zhou Zheng: "You don't like it, do you? Just say it if you don't like it... That's right, you definitely don't like a mount of this level. "

"Okay, just look at me and I'll ask what's going on."

Zhou Zheng took off his wristband, and the three-ring immortal power was sealed and shone brightly, ready to explode at any time.

A ray of breeze blew past, carrying Zhou Zheng's figure flying like catkins, and landed ten meters behind the horse demon general.

On the cliff, Li Zhiyong had already locked the muzzle of the gun on the monster general's neck.

Although it is impossible to directly kill the monster general in the fairyland of Yuan Dynasty, Li Zhiyong is sure to buy Zhou Zheng a second or two if the monster general violently attacks.

Zhou Zheng stood behind the demon general and cleared his throat on purpose, but the demon general just knelt there and ignored him.

"Fellow Daoist?" Zhou Zheng called out.

The other party still did not respond.

At the mouth of the canyon, there are piles of monster corpses.

Xiao Sheng tilted his head to look at this scene, with a bit of impatience in his eyes, he was about to go up to question him immediately, but the half-demon woman in cheongsam stumbled over and shouted at Xiao Sheng from below.

Xiao Sheng scratched his head, but still relayed the words he heard to Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng put a few question marks on his forehead, and then followed his words, making his voice deeper and his eyes as deep as possible, and said:

"The one sitting here is Brother Yun?"

The strong man suddenly raised his head, stood up tremblingly, turned around to look at Zhou Zheng, his well-defined resolute face was filled with shame, and bowed his hands to Zhou Zheng:

"Don't dare to be a martial saint. I'm just a mere horse spirit. If one day I can become the mount of a martial saint, it will be a blessing in my life. How dare I call myself Yunchang! Your Excellency?"

Zhou Zheng was down for a second or two.

According to what Xiao Sheng said just now... the horse demon's wife said that the horse demon got a DVD player more than ten years ago, and watched Romance of the Three Kingdoms and various costume dramas every day, and the whole horse was stunned.

It admires Guan Yu and Guan Yunchang the most, and Ma Sheng's ideal is to become a loyal and good horse like the predecessor of Chituma.

Cough, to do business, to do business, and to get news on this monster general.

Zhou Zheng immediately cupped his hands and replied, "I'm Xia Longchen, little Bao Zheng!"

"what?"

The strong man looked Zhou Zheng up and down: "Why is your Excellency so fair?"

"Keep pace with the times."

"Why is there a mark missing on the forehead?"

"Eclectic."

Zhou Zheng answered fluently, and quickly cut to the point:

"Brother Tai is the general of the spirit clan, but beheading and protecting mortals of the same clan, it must be driven by righteousness, and he has no choice but to do it!

"Dare to ask, brother, what happened?"

"Ugh."

The horse demon smiled bitterly, but did not hide anything, and began to tell the cause and effect.

It is nothing new for demons to raise humans in captivity.

The purpose of raising human beings in captivity is extremely cruel. The living souls of human beings are a great tonic for monsters, and can also be used to refine all kinds of magic weapons for demons and evil spirits.

The northeast line has been peaceful all year round, and the Futian League has invested most of its resources in the west, south, and northwest. In response to the offensive of the Eighteenth Route Demon King, the northeast line has only built some 'bases', not even large-scale towns. reserve.

Because of this, this group of monsters in the northeast direction, occupying the mountain as the king, are happy and happy, and they can be considered at ease on weekdays.

In order to avoid the detection of the immortals of the Futian League, they opened up underground caves like spider webs, and raised tens of thousands of mortals underground, and asked mortals to do only three things—worship, survival, and reproduction.

Mortals who have lost the ability to reproduce will be extracted from their living souls, and their bodies will be fed to monsters.

Many evil practices require the sacrifice of boys and girls, and they are also selected from these mortals like livestock.

The horse demon sighed:

"Recently, King Qingyuan joined forces with seventeen great kings to garrison troops in the southwest and join forces in a grand event, intending to defeat the Futian League and compete for the Blue Star.

"A certain loyal king ordered to refine a Ten Thousand Soul Banner and send it to the southwest to help out, in order to please that King Qingyuan.

"The butcher's knife fell, the blood flowed like a river, and the living beings suffered unspeakably!

"Sometimes I got angry and saved these hundreds of souls. Although I acted for the righteousness, I committed the crime of disloyalty. It is really a dilemma. I have no face to live. I will go back and ask for punishment!"

Ten Thousand Soul Banners?

What age is this, and you still engage in these moths!

Zhou Zheng kept clenching his fists, but he was not overwhelmed by the anger, thinking carefully about the authenticity of the horse demon's words.

"Brother, there is one thing I don't understand," Zhou Zheng asked, "Then why, when Xiongtai led the crowd to flee south, the three mountain kings had already arrived, but they didn't directly attack Xiongtai?"

The horse demon was stunned for a moment, then suddenly trembled a few times, and let out a few squealing noises.

"Oops! A certain has become a pawn of the three great kings!"

"What do you mean by that?"

The horse demon suddenly raised his head and said anxiously:

"I've heard from your majesty that the Banner of Thousand Souls still lacks a master soul. It is better to be a true immortal! If this banner is refined, how many souls will die for it!"

Zhou Zheng nodded, immediately began to talk into the Bluetooth headset, turned around and ran back to the canyon front.

Good guy, the bait the other party cast is to catch one's own true immortal!

The roar of the engine suddenly sounded, and more than a dozen twin-propeller transport helicopters appeared again. The hundreds of cultivators seemed to have received an order, and each flew to the canyon, restrained those mortals, and quickly transported them to the helicopter.

Yue Wushuang reminded through the Bluetooth headset: "Squad leader, the evacuation order has been issued here."

"Well, let's go too," Zhou Zheng said, "The faster we retreat here, the less pressure we will have on Zhenxian Fang. As long as we can successfully end the battle, we will win! Brother Xiao, bring Wushuang and Qin'er!"

"understand!"

"no problem!"

Li Zhiyong suddenly said: "The monster soldiers have not completely retreated, they seem to want to surround us from the left and right sides, and they should delay our departure time."

Zhou Zheng asked: "Zhiyong, can you get rid of the dozen or so monsters above?"

"No," Li Zhiyong said, "Our hard power is insufficient, and the chance of winning is less than [-]%."

Zhou Zheng immediately made a decision: "Then collapse, withdraw, sell, and slip away!"

Sudden.

Baba, Baba, Baba.

There was a crisp sound of hooves, and the big black horse easily caught up with Zhou Zheng. Its mane seemed to be soaked in Rejoice shampoo, and it was shiny.

"Hey--"

The horse demon shouted loudly: "Ride me quickly!"

Zhou Zheng's foot slipped and he almost fell to his knees. While running, he turned his head and cupped his hands: "We're leaving! Brother, let's meet again some other day!"