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I saw her complexion getting more and more serious, and I knew that this matter probably would not work.

Time passed bit by bit, and the moment of encountering the devil was about to begin.The murderous aura on Langshan became more and more intense. I don't know how many troops Mr. Langchuan has assembled.

At this time, the four generals, Yanhua and Fenglinhuo, were ready to fight.

The magic circle in charge of Liu Hechou and several Yin generals also started to operate, and the fighting spirit of the Qingqiu fox fighters under Liu Fengyu's command was improving...

In this battle, the whole army of Mo Dao participated in the battle, and the army of dead souls of Yanhua dominated the midfield.Jian Jia and Liu Heshou were in charge of the magic circle on the left, and Liu Fengyu and I were in charge of the right.

This time, the magic way is no longer a guardian formation, but an offensive formation, the shocking cloud formation and the hurricane formation, and the gathering of wind and clouds has the potential to shake the universe.

Finally, there is only an inch of time left before the time of meeting the devil at dusk.

I intend to persuade Jiang Xueyang to step down from the altar, because the Hurricane Array in charge of her has not started to operate yet.

At this moment, winds gathered on the altar from all directions, blowing Jiang Xueyang's Taoist robes to bulge, and his long hair fluttering.

She was originally a beautiful Taoist nun, but standing in the wind at this moment, she has a different sense of beauty.

The wind comes from all directions, and the breath is completely different.

The east wind is mild, and the west is fierce.The south wind is hot, and the north wind is cold.

Unexpectedly, at the last moment when the time of encountering the devil came, Jiang Xueyang actually summoned all the power of the four laws of wind to the altar!

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Chapter 2: Human Devil Huang Xiao

The wind is constant throughout the year, and some winds are very gentle, very slight, and very clear, caressing people, with human feelings.For example, it is written in Yan Shu's poems, the fragrance of spring, the gentle breeze in March, and the relationship between human beings.

Some winds, very fast, very strong, messed up the hair and disturbed people's mood.For example, in Du Fu's, the wind is rushing and the sky is high, the ape screams and mourns, and the white bird flies back to clear the sand.

The wind blows and the water rises, the wind blows and the clouds surge, and the wind sends the fragrance of flowers.

When wind is combined with everything, there are endless possibilities in nature.

There are not only the coldness of the north wind blowing the ground, but also the majesty of Liu Bang's big wind song.

When the wind gathered from all directions, and Jiang Xueyang collected them all in the sword, I felt that the whole world was quiet.

And Jiang Xueyang also seemed to be transformed into Fengshen at this moment.

"Lin Yuhua listens!" Jiang Xueyang shouted.

Hearing this, Yan Hua stood up in awe, facing Jiang Xueyang.

"In the name of the wind, I bestow on you the chill of the northern wind, as urgent as a law, order!"

Following Jiang Xueyang's recitation of the prophecy, Zhai dipped at the point of the mage's sword, and the pheasant feathers of Yan Hua violently flipped, and the dragon souls on all sides were hunting against the flag.

At the same time, her whole body exuded a cold and chilling feeling.

Whether it is the general who breaks the army or the god of death, they all have extremely indifferent personalities. With the blessing of Beifeng's killing, Yanhua's people are more terrifying than her sword, and they hurt the eyes.

Not only was she killed by the north wind, but Feng Linhuo and her dead disciples in the Dragon Soul Banner also stood in awe at the same time, their fighting spirit was soaring, and their murderous aura soared!

"Xie Lan listens!" Jiang Xueyang shouted towards me.

"In the name of the wind, I bestow on you the tragic west wind, as urgent as a law, order!"

After she finished reciting the prophecy, I felt a sudden chill all over my body, and then endless killing intent radiated in my heart, and the Wentian Sword in my hand trembled.

Even the soul-calling flag in the entrance reacted.

There was a wind of recovery in my porch, it was also written by Fengshen, at this moment the east wind and west wind resonated, and it was endlessly mighty.

The sword aura of the Patriarch of the Demon Dao rolls in my sea of ​​consciousness, as if I can sway it at will, and it will never be exhausted.

Not only was I affected by the increase in combat power, but the Qingqiu fox warrior camp I belonged to was also blessed by West Wind at the same moment.The machete of the fox warrior in Qingqiu was sharp, and his murderous aura became stronger and stronger.

"Liu Hechou, give you the mercy of the east wind, everything will recover, and the wind and cloud will rise again!"

What Liu Heshou leads is the Shocking Cloud Formation, what the Shocking Cloud Formation needs is the power of recovery, which can keep the Shocking Cloud Formation flowing smoothly, condensing the murderous intentions in the clouds and turning them into black clouds overwhelming the top.

If the wind is too strong, the guests will bully the host and blow away the clouds.

After the three divine winds came, Jiang Xueyang himself felt the strength of the south wind, and flew into the hurricane formation.

So far, the demon disciples have completed the final baptism before the decisive battle, and their combat power has once again increased.

But at this time, on Wolf Mountain, murderous aura was overwhelming, and the ocean was like a sea.Before the troops were sent down the mountain, the world that had been aroused was dimmed, the sun and the moon were dark.

A total of 20 Yinshan dharma troops marched out from Langshan Mountain in two groups. On the left was the fierce disciples of the Ghost King Sect, and on the right was the army of dead ghost cultivators.

The one who led the disciples of the Ghost King Sect was the Blood-clothed Ghost King. His whole body was covered in blood mist, and he couldn't see his face clearly, only a blood-red figure could be seen.

Most of the sorcery of the Ghost King Sect was related to the blood soul, and the yin energy was extremely heavy. As soon as the army appeared, the air was full of ghost energy and the smell of blood.

In the sky above the heads of the disciples of the Ghost King Sect, ghostly energy billowed and ghostly shadows flickered.They are all evil ghosts with ugly appearance, human and ghost are not distinguished, and they use blood as a medium to link the souls of humans and ghosts together.

These ghost king sect disciples were all baptized with blood before they went to battle, and the ghosts above their heads were all innocent people who had been brutally killed by the ghost king sect for so many years.

Just looking at the [-] army of Ghost King Zong makes my heart beat wildly.

How many people have to be killed to have such a strong blood, how many people have to be killed to have so many ghosts and resentful souls.

Looking at Ghost Xiumen, the army of walking corpses was shrouded in a faint gray mist.This gray mist was transformed from the corpse aura emanating from the walking corpse's body, filled with the smell of decay and death.

The leader of the army of walking corpses is True Monarch Hooking Soul. This person's complexion is pale. He is clearly a living person, but he doesn't have the aura of a living person on his body. He is even more indifferent than walking corpses.

The true soul seducer is best at seducing people's souls and refining walking corpses.I only know that he has been evil for many years, but I never imagined that the persecution is so deep. The army of [-] walking corpses were [-] innocent people before they were alive.

In addition to the walking corpses, there are rows of corpse kings and corpse generals in front of the army of walking corpses.Legend has it that there is a huge corpse refining fou in the depths of the Yin Mountain Dharma Line, and a hundred walking corpses are taken to fight in the fou, and the last one who survives is the corpse general.Take a thousand walking corpses and fight them in a pot, and the one who survives in the end will be the corpse king.

The combat power of the corpse general is at the peak of Hedao, and the combat power of the corpse king is equivalent to half-step Tianzun.

There are as many as 500 corpse generals and more than 100 corpse kings in front of them. Although it is said that it is the accumulation of Yinshan Dharma Lineage for thousands of years, one can imagine how many innocent people they have killed.

The disciples of the Ghost King Sect and the walking corpses lined up on the two wings of the Wolf Mountain, and there was an open space between them, obviously there was still an army array not in place.

Just when I was wondering if Mr. Langchuan would lead his troops into battle, a Yellow Turban army walked from the depths of Langshan Mountain.

Legend has it that Huang Xiao led the rebellion at the end of the Tang Dynasty, which was the Yellow Turban Army.So when I saw the appearance of the Yellow Turban Army, I was vigilant in my heart, knowing that the biggest threat in this battle of the Demon Dao was still coming.

Escaping is not always possible, what should come will always come.

The number of the Yellow Turban Army is small, only 5000 people. They are all shirtless men with big arms and round waists. Their heads are tied with gold, and they carry a four-foot ghost-head sword with a knife resting on their necks.