Chapter 122 Expanding War

As the saying goes, people have more than ten thousand heads and boundless. Tens of thousands of wind and barbarian warriors shouted at the same time, and their voices were not weaker than the purple magic cattle, or even worse. That is the power that burst out of a strong heart to defend the homeland.

The combined blow of tens of thousands of soldiers is comparable to the full blow of the masters of the divine period, and even the Purple Demon King has to temporarily avoid his front. The cyan tornado swept away, the rocks were broken, the trees were broken, and hundreds of purple magic cows could not escape. They were swept by the tornado. In the tragic howl, they turned into a ball of broken meat and thrown down.

After two attacks, the purple magic cow lost more than 500 heads. The three corpses of the Purple Demon King's spirit jumped, roared and turned into a human form. A mixed iron bar with thick goose eggs appeared in his hand, which made a method of heaven and earth. He was more than 100 feet tall. He raised the mixed iron bar of the same size above his head, split his head and smashed it down. .

The Purple Demon King is the strength of the early stage of the distraction. According to the realm of the witch clan, this stick is smashed down, and the sky and the earth are dark, like Mount Tai, which makes people unavoidable.

"This skill is good. You must get it from Lao Niu." Chang Heng's eyes lit up, and the voice of archaeologists sounded in his ears. Obviously, the two had the same idea.

The two looked at each other and turned their faces with a smile. It is true that the Purple Demon King is distracted, but it is only two levels higher than the two. In addition, if the Purple Demon King is injured in the battle, it is another matter.

The stick of the Purple Devil fell down, and there was an exclamation below. Some players who watched the bustle and picked up cheap ones dodged one after another, for fear of being hit by the pond fish and smashed into meat cakes by the Purple Demon King.

"Kill."

In the face of the attack of the Purple Demon King, the barbarian tribal warriors below were not afraid and roared at the same time. The weapons in their hands pointed to the Purple Demon King far away. As several elders recited spells in their mouths, a strong murderous spirit condensed and formed, and finally gathered into a long bronze knife in the air and split from the bottom up to the Purple Demon King.

"Boom!"

Two weapons met in the air and burst into a shocking roar. The murderous long knife shattered inch by inch like glass, and the purple demon king's mixed iron bar was also blocked by this and flew upside down.

"I think you can block it a few times." The Purple Demon King was so fierce that he used the magic of heaven and earth. He waved a huge mixed iron bar in his hand and smashed it down.

At the same time, all the rest of the purple magic cows fell to the ground and attacked the barbarian tribe from four fronts.

"Bomb."

"Bomb."

The Purple Demon King was hit with a stick, and tens of thousands of barbarian tribal warriors below were bitterly supported and embarrassed. Some of them had vomited blood and were injured by the anti-shock force, and they could not be cured.

And the remaining purple magic cattle take the opportunity to attack the Fengbarians. Once they enter the tribe, there is no corresponding master to stop them. For the Fengbarians, it is an unstoppable disaster.

"The ancestral witch in that distant place, please listen to the call of your most pious people..." In the Fengman tribe, the voice of Wu Laotian Wu Chijun sounded, which was pious and powerful, summoning the ancestral Wutian Wu clan.

Although the number of the purple demon cow clan is small, its individual strength is too strong, but it is more than the wind barbarians. The purple demon king alone contained the most elite warriors of the wind barbarians. Other barbarians attacked separately, trying to stop the attack of the Purple Magic Bull, but with little effect.

"Wow..."

The strange roar sounded in the wind and barbarian tribe. In the direction of the altar, a blue light suddenly appeared. In the blue light, an ancestral witch with eight human faces and ten tails appeared.

As soon as Zu Wu's Xu Yingfu appeared, there was a roar, and a sound wave 100 times stronger than the Purple Demon King gathered into a bundle and shot at the Purple Demon King. The Purple Demon King was shocked and turned around the mixed iron bar that was about to be smashed and split on the sound wave, which could block the sound wave.

"Those who want to harm my Tianwu clan will eventually be punished by our Tianwu clan." The eight faces of Tianwu's virtual shadow showed a fierce smile at the same time, and the ten tails behind him couldn't help getting thicker and bigger, and in an instant they became ten giants. Awesome, hit the Purple Demon King.

"Open it for me."

The purple demon king roared repeatedly, strongly stimulated the magic power of heaven and earth, danced with mixed iron bars with both hands, and collided with the ten tails of Tianwu's virtual shadow.

The roar was endless. Every time there was a collision, the virtual shadow of the Tianwu family was dim. When all ten tails fell, the virtual shadow of the Tianwu family was almost dim and invisible and gradually disappeared. At the same time, the Purple Demon King retreated repeatedly, sprinkled blood in his mouth, and a large amount of blood was like a rainstorm, pouring through the bottom. When the Wu's virtual shadow attack was completed, the Purple Demon King had withdrawn thousands of miles away. The magic power of the world was broken, and the whole person was depressed and almost beaten back to its original shape.

The aftermath of the collision between the two sides swept the sky, and some barbaric tribal soldiers were affected by the aftermath and instantly turned into powder. Several clan elders quickly commanded the army to retreat and avoid the scope of the battle between the two sides. Although the purple magic cow is in a good situation, dozens of beaten souls are scattered.

casually wiped the blood on his face, and the Purple Demon King roared angrily and led the mixed iron bar to rush up again. However, although the false shadow of the Wu family disappeared, the Purple Demon King was also seriously injured, and it was impossible to have an overwhelming advantage as before.

The two sides fought again, without the suppression of the Purple Demon King. With the cooperation of the witch warriors, they can just compete with the Purple Demon Bull. The two sides fought well. From time to time, witch warriors were injured and fell from horse, and from time to time, purple magic cows were shot down into the sky.

The battle continues, and the losses of both sides are slowly expanding. On average, for every 40 or 50 witch warriors, they can change a purple magic cow, and none of those purple magic cows in the infant period have been injured. However, if it goes on like this, the balance of victory will still tilt towards the wind barbarians, because their number is large enough.

"It's a good situation. It seems that the purple magic cow is going to be exterminated." Some players also saw that they were ready to pick up cheap things.

"What do you think?" Chang Heng frowned and asked the archaeologist.

The archaeological expert pondered for a while and said, "The situation of the purple magic cattle is not good. If they don't retreat, they may all stay. It's just that the Purple Devil is not stupid and will definitely not do such a thing. The specific result is not yet expected.

"If you were really a fool, you wouldn't have practiced until the distraction." Chang Heng said something and then continued. We can see it, and so can he see it. If that's the case, the purple magic cow will soon retreat, but I'm worried..."

"What are you worried about? Do they have reinforcements? Archaeological experts keenly grasp the meaning of Changheng's words.

"Roar..."

seemed to confirm the words of archaeologists. A continuous roar came from a distance. In the sky, a burly man with an upper body**, holding a half-foot-long knife led a group of people to fly.

"It's a tiger." The sharp-eyed man immediately called out when he saw the incompletely shaped monster behind the man.

"Tiger clan?" Chang Heng was surprised. There are no tigers in the twelve demons. Many players have opinions. It's interesting that tiger monsters appear here.

"Brother Zi, don't be afraid, I will come to wish you." The man with the upper body shouted and waved a long knife. All the people behind him roared at the same time, roaring in the sky for a moment.

"Brother Tiger came just in time. We destroyed this tribe together." The Purple Devil is overjoyed.

"Kill, don't leave one, take them all back to make food." The tiger shouted fiercely.

"You dare." A roar came, and in the distance, smoke and dust rolled, and countless witch warriors crossed. Ride all kinds of mounts and run wildly.