A group of demon soldiers with long spears rushed over fearlessly. Wan Yulong shouted and waved his hand. The powerful Spiritual Energy of the middle Nascent Soul stage surged towards the demon soldiers.

"Thorn!" The hundred demon soldiers shouted in unison. With a single move, hundreds of demon energies condensed above their heads and collided with the Spiritual Energy slapped out by Wan Yulong.

Peng! Wan Yulong shook his mouth as if a mountain had collapsed. A trace of blood oozed out from the corner of his mouth. The spears in the hands of the hundred soldiers were almost broken and blood sprayed out. However, they quickly retreated and another demon soldier charged forward to cover them.

Wan Yulong and the other five had extremely ugly expressions on their faces. At the beginning, they were still killing with high spirits and were as straightforward as cutting melons and vegetables, but as time passed, they felt more and more exhausted. These demon soldiers moved forward and backward in an orderly manner, and their rules were strict. Dozens of demon soldiers attacked regularly. They would always attack with all their might and quickly retreat, letting the other teams take the lead. One had to know that the combined attack of hundreds of Demon Weapons was no less powerful than a Nascent Soul. Wan Yulong and the others were unconsciously consuming their Spiritual Energy.

"Motherf*cker, if this continues, sooner or later we will be exhausted to death!" A cultivator anxiously shouted.

"If I had known, I would have followed them south!"

"Damn it, where did so many demon soldiers come from? There are at least ten thousand of them!"

Wan Yulong's face was ashen. Although he felt a little regretful in his heart, it made him turn to the south to meet Chu Jun and the others. He really couldn't afford to lose face. Moreover, he was surrounded by tens of thousands of demon soldiers. Looking at the black heads, Chu Jun and the others didn't know where they had rushed to.

"Cut the f*cking crap. If you want to live, then charge at me with all your might!" Wan Yulong shouted loudly with his red eyes. He didn't hesitate to use his Spiritual Energy to pinch the incantation, "Extremely cold!"

In the blink of an eye, the temperature in the surroundings dropped rapidly. Fine snowflakes actually floated up from a radius of a hundred meters!

"Retreat!" The expression of the distant commander, Dato, changed slightly. He hastily issued an order to retreat, and groups of Demon Soldiers quickly retreated.

Wan Yulong laughed sinisterly, "Want to escape? Seal!"

Zheng! A layer of frost instantly condensed within a radius of a hundred meters, and the four teams of demon soldiers that hadn't even had time to retreat were frozen by the ice. The other five cultivators were greatly shocked when they saw this. At the same time, they clapped their hands, and five powerful Spiritual Energy swept past them. Nearly four hundred Demon Soldiers were shattered like glass, and their flesh and blood were scattered on the ground with ice cubes. The scene was extremely shocking.

"Haha, rush out!" Wan Yulong laughed proudly as he waved his long sleeve and rushed forward first. The other five were also filled with confidence as they charged forward unstoppably.

Seeing the four hundred elites killed like this, Dato burned with rage and shouted, "Go, kill them at all costs!"

Groups of Demon Soldiers charged forward once again!

A powerful spell might be extremely destructive in a battle between the two armies, but it consumes a lot of spiritual energy. No matter how strong your personal strength is, how many more spells can you unleash? You can kill 400 people, but you can kill 4000 people? 40,000 people? Four hundred thousand people?

Bang! Wan Yulong once again clashed with a group of demon soldiers. He felt his throat sweeten and blood spurted out. He was helped to stabilize his body by a companion beside him. He had used [Extreme Frost Sealing] just now. Although he had killed 400 demon soldiers in one move, he had sacrificed half of his Spiritual Energy as a price. Now, he had finally experienced the consequences.

Seeing the endless stream of demon soldiers charging towards him, Wan Yulong's heart finally felt a trace of fear of death.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Four groups of demon soldiers arrived from four different directions. They raised their sabers and spears at the same time, and four terrifying demon energies slashed towards Wan Yulong and the others. The five of them were forced to resist with all their might.

Boom!

Four loud explosions merged into one, shaking the heavens and earth. Five Nascent Soul experts spat out blood at the same time. The four teams of demon soldiers were also shaken to the ground. The demon soldiers in front of the team were even shattered into pieces, and their flesh and blood splashed everywhere.

"Turn around and break through the encirclement to the south. We'll meet up with them!" Wan Yulong gritted his teeth and charged towards the south.

Seeing Wan Yulong and the others turn around and flee, Dato, who had been hanging high up in the air, couldn't help but sneer, "Can we escape?"

Hundreds of Demon Armaments moved over like fingers, setting up layers of seals in the south, waiting for Wan Yulong and the others to break through.

"Ya!" With a miserable scream, a Nascent Soul was finally exhausted. It was torn to pieces by a group of Demon Weapons spears that charged past. Just as the Nascent Soul rushed out of its body, it was killed by a Demon Lieutenant.

Wan Yulong and the others couldn't help but be frightened to the point of being shocked. In a hurry, they all cast great spells. They instantly killed nearly a thousand demon soldiers. The pressure around them greatly decreased. The five of them took the opportunity to run up high, allowing them to successfully break out of the encirclement.

However, before Wan Yulong could rejoice, he heard a cold shout, "Throw!"

A dangerous aura came from below, followed by the scream of tens of thousands of arrows piercing through the air. The five of them looked down, and a strange chill rose from the bottom of their feet to the back of their heads.

Tens of thousands of spears shot up from below, and the cold light on the spear tip connected into a huge net. The scene caused people's hands and feet to be icy cold.

The faces of Wan Yulong and the others were ashen as they used their magic shields to defend themselves. At the same time, their entire bodies released their Spiritual Energy crazily, forming a protective barrier of Astral Qi around their bodies. It was important to protect their lives. Who cared about saving their Spiritual Energy?

But … how could tens of thousands of full-powered spears be so easily blocked

Dong dong!

The defensive shields of the five of them shattered one after another, and then the protective barrier violently trembled. The light became dimmer and dimmer. Finally, one of them lost his Spiritual Energy and the protective barrier shattered. He was instantly stabbed into a hedgehog, not even able to let out a miserable scream.

After the rain of spears, there were only four people left in the sky. One of them was a corpse used as a shield by Wan Yulong. There were more than 30 spears stabbed into the corpse, and it was already inhumane. Wan Yulong threw the corpse away without any pity and quickly ran away. The remaining two cultivators hurriedly chased after him.

"None of them can escape!" A loud shout rang out.

The Second Leaf Demon carried Dato's boundless momentum and pounced towards the slowest xiuzhe. This xiuzhe had no choice but to greet him with a backhand palm.

Bang! The xiuzhe let out a miserable scream and smashed into the ground. Before he could land, he was stabbed to death by the demon soldiers below.

"Follow me!" Chu Jun held a long spear that he had seized from the Demon Armament in his hand. He used the spear instead of the sword to stab it horizontally and directly. The overbearing sword intent slashed it horizontally and invincibly, as if it was a God of Slaughter.

At first, Chu Jun and the others also suffered a great loss. Later, they gradually saw through the chariot battle method of the demon soldiers. They immediately adjusted their tactics and no longer fought on their own. Instead, they formed a formation and charged forward.

Chu Jun and Du Wu were at the front, Zhao Yu and Ye Zhong were at the left, Chu Feng and Bao Dayin were at the right, Miao Kai and Wei An were at the back, and Luo Heng and Zhen Yan were at the back.

One could imagine the power of the ten Nascent Souls forming a formation. Chu Jun specifically instructed everyone not to use a technique that wasted spiritual energy without authorization, but to continuously charge forward.

Although the cooperation of the ten of them could not be as tacit as that of the demon soldiers, the advantage was that their cultivation was strong and their flying speed was fast. It was impossible for the demon soldiers to carry out effective wheel tactics against them, and a single team of a hundred could not stop their footsteps.

Chu Jun and Du Wu slaughtered into a group of demon soldiers. Two spears flew over like a flood dragon, mercilessly harvesting their lives. Behind them, Zhao Yu and the others were also merciless as blood splattered everywhere they passed. Ten Nascent Souls swept past the group of demon soldiers. Less than 30 of the 100 demon soldiers were able to survive. Chu Jun and the others did not stop at all and continued to charge forward.

The demon general who commanded the battle, Heng Lei, had an ashen expression as he roared crazily, "Block them! Block them!"

However, the speed of Chu Jun and the others was simply too fast. Most of the demon soldiers could only chase after them and eat dust. They simply could not form an encirclement.

Chizai was a Trilobal Demon Lieutenant, He tightly gripped the spear in his hand, The demonic energy on his body circulated crazily, '"Warriors of the nomadic army, it's time to defend your honor. Straighten your chest, raise your spear, sacrifice the land under your feet with the blood of your enemies, nourish everything with the corpses of your enemies. Warriors of the nomadic army will be killed wherever killing intent rises!" The eagle shouted coldly.

"Kill!" The hundred elite demon soldiers behind Chi Zai shouted in unison, their killing intent soaring into the sky. With a wave of their spears, they let out a cold roar.

His speed had reached its limit in a short span of ten breaths, and his spear pointed straight at Chu Jun's ten-man team!

Chizai stared coldly at Chu Jun. His eyes were determined and crazy. The spear slowly tilted at an angle. He knew that if he wanted to retain this group of human xiuzhe, he would have to see the performance of his squad of elite hunters. He had to knock off their spikes. Even if he could not knock them off and drag down their tea, General Henglei would be able to form a circle around them. At that time, they would be unable to fly.

Chu Jun tightened his grip on the bloody spear and stared coldly at the charging demon army. He said in a deep voice, "Be careful, this group of demon soldiers is very strong!"

Zhao Wu nodded and shook her spear out a few spear blossoms. "Kill!" She shouted with a murderous aura.

Fifty meters … thirty meters … ten meters … five meters

Chizai stabbed with all his might, and more than a hundred demon elders stabbed forward at the same time. The hundred demon energies condensed into an unstoppable torrent.

Bang Peng!

The two sides collided heavily, and Chu Jun's group of ten were immediately submerged in the torrent. The torrent seemed to have encountered a reef that stood at the center of the river, and was cut open from within.

Chizai felt that his spear had pierced into Chu Jun's heart. In the next moment, his body flew up. He lowered his head and saw that there was also a spear stabbed into his chest. The other end of the spear was held in the cold man's hand. There were two colors of gold and silver flashing on his chest

Chu Jun Chi Zai's corpse flew out. The golden and silver armor covering his chest retreated. The spear flew over and killed two more Demon Lords. Turning around, he saw that Du Wu's shoulders were gushing with blood. He was also shot in the thigh and directly pierced through!

"You're injured!"

"I'm quite lucky!" Du Wu's spear pierced through the air, harvesting her life ferociously.

The overwhelming Luo Heng held the bone sword in his hand. Every time he raised his hand and stabbed out, a demon soldier would fall to the ground with a move between his eyebrows or throat. It seemed to be underestimating and not tragic at all. However, the demon soldier who died in his hand would not be less than Chu Jun in front of him.