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Chapter 405 Demon Army

Evil Dragon Bay is dead silent.∷∷,

The natives here, those water snakes, venomous insects, crows and birds, felt the terrible aura emitted by the sword formation, and all curled up their minions and hid in their own caves and did not dare to make a sound.

The Gan clan army, who had not yet entered the range of the formation and were still rushing toward Ji Hao, stopped in horror, and looked at the battlefield where the faces were dull and there was no fragment of armor left behind.

Ninety-nine percent of the Yu nobles and the Jia soldiers of the Gan clan, as well as their servants and slaves, all of their fighting intentions were taken away by the terrifying power of the sword formation. They sat on the ground in a daze, looking at the open space in despair and fear.

Dozens of elite legions of the Gan clan, plus countless human slaves they drew from their own territory, were just snatched by countless chaotic sword energy, and they were so scarce.

Dozens of Blood Moon God Tower, dozens of mobile battle forts, millions of elite aliens, countless giant war equipment, countless puppets, chariots, and dozens of Witch King-level masters from the Gan clan hidden in the army, and even several Witch Emperor-level powerful men from the Gan clan who were hiding deep in the battle fort.

It was gone, nothing was gone, and there was no trace of scum left.

After a long time, the sword energy in the sword formation dissipated. An elder of the Gan clan did not care about hiding his identity. He jumped up from the army hysterically, and slung in the air on the void. His strength as the Witch King was fully exposed.

He looked at the empty battlefield, the battlefield that had been occupied by the elites of the Gan clan that had been densely packed with blood and screamed: "What's wrong? What about people? What about people? Are people dead? Where have they all gone?"

Ji Hao jumped down from the looking building, and a raging fire robe appeared on the golden crow robe. Ninety-nine sword lights transformed from the golden crow rose into the air, holding his body and flew up slowly. Standing several miles away from the ground, Ji Hao waved the Flame Dragon Sword and pointed at the elder of the Gan clan and shouted sternly: "Are you all dead? Old man, dare to enter the formation to fight me?"

The elder of the Gan clan who was screaming suddenly opened his eyes. A ball of sticky blood gushed out from his body and turned into a blood-colored moon surrounding his body. His body was like a wisp of smoke, and like a lightning bolt, silently penetrating the void. He suddenly arrived less than ten miles in front of Ji Hao.

Ji Hao's fingers flicked, and a sword energy fell from the sky.

With the sound of "puff", the sword energy fell from the old man's head, and divided him neatly into two pieces.

In full view of everyone, everyone could clearly see the old man's armor, robe, cloak, and more than a dozen jade talismans hanging around his waist, and even dozens of shining accessories on his body lit up blood at the same time. One defensive barrier at one level wrapped him firmly, at least three hundred levels that could easily resist the attack of the Witch King, and even a few defensive barriers that could resist the attack of the Witch Emperor firmly protected him.

However, the sword energy was gently slashed down almost without any barriers, and all the defensive barriers were split open by a sword.

"The great and supreme blood moon is on top!" The remnants of the Gan clan, about three or five elite soldiers, wailed in unison, and the disintegrating fighting spirit instantly fell to the freezing point. Countless soldiers dropped their weapons, took off their armor, turned around, and fled to the north in a mess.

They all knew this elder of the Gan clan, who was the strongest among the elders of the Gan clan's witch king level and could break through to the Witch Emperor realm at any time. He was killed by a light sword, not to mention ordinary warriors like them.

Escape, escape as fast as possible.

This has nothing to do with courage, it comes entirely from the instinct of biological explosions to avoid disasters, and from the instinct of living organisms to preserve their own lives.

It was like a child with no power to tie a chicken to meet a big brown bear in the mountains and forests. He must have considered turning around and running away, rather than swinging his tiny fist to fight the big brown bear!

At this moment, the remaining soldiers of the Gan clan were the weak children. Ji Hao, who was holding the terrifying sword formation of Taoist Yu Yu, was the bear!

"Hey. Are you running away now?" Ji Hao looked at the fleeing Gan soldiers helplessly, but he had no intention of chasing them. Those guys were still three or four hundred miles away from Ji Hao, so it was very difficult to chase them. Moreover, why did they still have several legions of troops? Ji Hao had small arms and calves, and he would not dare to go against them without the sword formation.

"Uncle Wenming, you are here!" Ji Hao waved to the east with a smile.

Deep in a mountain to the east, Si Wenming and other senior human leaders were unable to speak for a while after watching the movements of the battlefield through witchcraft and secret techniques.

After a long time, Gao Yao, who was always taciturn, couldn't hold it in. He pointed to the floating image in the witchcraft sand table and shouted: "Is this the array tool borrowed by Elder Zhulonggui? Can you find out clearly which treasure was borrowed? Even if you use half a Puyang..."

Hua Xulie shook his head to Gao Yao, and Gao Yao kept silent.

Hua Xulie looked at the images in the sand table and said in a stern voice: "I was just surprised, Elder Zhulong, where did he borrow such a terrible thing? The Blood Moon lineage, the strongest powerful family except the Indra clan, the patriarch once fought with Indra Yama for the throne of the ruling emperor... More than 70% of their elite legions were destroyed like this?"

Si Wenming laughed loudly, and in a relaxed mood, he laughed loudly: "We always win! The defeated generals were scared out of their courage and did not need many people to capture them all. In this way, the troops we mobilized do not need to be dispatched."

After pondering for a while, Si Wenming issued an order for a while, and the huge human army that was eyeing the Evil Dragon Bay quickly turned the knife, and more than half of the troops began to march towards Xueyun Peak.

‘Dong, dongdong, dongdongdong’, the earth-shaking sound of war drums sounded around Evil Dragon Bay. At the same time, the human army emerged from all directions.

To the north, thousands of giant pythons and snakes were squirting poisonous mist and winding. Wu Zhiqi stood on the head of a single-horned evil python with expressionless face, and boundless evil aura ejaculated all over his body.

To the west, hundreds of Yinglongs with wings on their backs were guided by dozens of people, with large bodies and half of their bodies drowned in the clouds, rushing towards them with big strides. These Longbo people took dozens of miles in one step, and in just a few dozen breaths, they were close to each other.

To the east, there were still a large group of thunder beasts as the leader. The soldiers of the Leize tribe waved lightning and ruled countless fierce soldiers to flock. Above the heads of these soldiers, large groups of Dapeng screamed, and countless soldiers wearing heavy armor stood on the back of Dapeng.

Just west...

The mountains collapsed just westward, and black air rose into the sky. Tens of thousands of huge tree monsters rushed out with a howling howling.

Behind these tree monsters, endless monsters such as jackals, tigers and leopards, rushed out in a mighty manner.
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