Chapter 97 The Demon King’s Personal Guard

Author: Tu Longshi

Chapter 97 The Demon Lord’s Guards

Almost in the blink of an eye, the red-gold horned dragon had already flown into the sky above the five-colored clouds, with its scales and claws flying in the air and its ferocious majesty.

Under the gaze of everyone, a dragon claw surrounded by red flames and golden light was seen reaching down. The five-color cloud below was immediately ignited by the red flames, and quickly expanded into a huge flower with a height of five or six feet and a radius of nearly twenty feet.

The fire clouds and even the red golden horned dragon in the sky were included.

After just a few breaths, this huge fire cloud burned out, leaving only wisps of black smoke, floating in the sky, and then being illuminated by the golden light from the horned dragon, it disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

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Where the five-colored clouds were originally located, dozens of tall demons wearing silver armor were clearly revealed on the ground.

These monsters have human-like bodies, but are tall and thin. The armor plates on their bodies are not made of iron, but rather like silver scales. The helmets they wear are shaped like a snake head that is opening its mouth to bite people.

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It was pitch black inside the snake helmet, and only a pair of blood-red vertical pupils could be seen.

At this moment, these silver-armored demons, known as Qiu Zhi's bodyguards, were all huddled on the ground. The silver scales on their bodies were more or less scorched, making them look miserable.

"Wan Sheng! Great Zhou Wan Sheng!"

In the distance, they saw the spear thrown by their marshal turn into a horned dragon, sweeping away the evil atmosphere. The officers and soldiers of the Imperial Army of the Great Zhou Dynasty were all excited, and there was a tsunami roaring from the mountains.

"The Demon King can only confer his head in an instant! The Gutless camp is in front, and each camp will advance in turn! Kill!"

The donkey-headed marshal raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the Demon Lord.

The infantry who had constructed a temporary shield array and a forest of spears immediately moved out of the way. Almost at the same time, the rampant warriors urged the sea dragon colts to roar past and kill the only dozens of people who dared to stand in front of them.

The name is Qiu Chu's personal guard.

According to rumors, the Faceless Demon King has a respected status among the demons in southern Xinjiang, but he does not seem to be good at fighting and killing. Now he has even sent out his personal guards, which shows that he has exhausted his skills.

For the unstoppable monks, Huang Hou’s unparalleled achievements in the past are right before their eyes!

Even ordinary soldiers in the Great Zhou Forbidden Army can't help but feel excited when they see this, and have some wonderful thoughts. Even if they can't get the demon king's head, they can cut off a few more demon heads and take them back, which will still be a big fortune.

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Only Qi Jingzhi, who was still rushing to the battlefield to the north, frowned.

When he thought about it, if there were not so many messy people and things involved in the dream in the pillow, His Royal Highness the Prince of Zhou, who was heavily besieged by the demon army, was almost destined to be defeated. This was most likely the original direction of the drama in the dream.

Now that he has burned the Summoner General to death and shaken the demon army, he has created a good opportunity for Old Wei to turn defeat into victory. As long as the faceless demon king, who has been replaced by the saint in white, dies, this dream will lose a pillar.

It is said that most of the original drama will not be able to be sung, so the three of them will most likely break the dream.

However, breaking the dream is just the first step to save Old Wei. If he can't help Old Wei completely shed his snake tail, I'm afraid he will end up looking like those late bodyguards, or even worse. Most of them may not even be human.

Can be saved.

After all, this is a dream. When external things come in, they will be blessed, and the power displayed will be greatly enhanced. For example, the summoning general's size has become more than ten times larger, and the black evil needle has also turned into a black evil sword.

Not only did Lao Wei's red gold sword become the red gold horned blood of the Zhou royal family, it could also turn a spear into a horned dragon and destroy the five-color cloud energy of the saint of the White Immortal Sect with one claw.

Thinking back to the Xuanhe magical power that Old Wei had just displayed, and then looking at the red golden dragon still hovering in the sky, Qi Jingzhi was suddenly touched: "They can all do it, there is no reason why I can't! The Silver Evil Blood Flame has already been used, Qi Hu

My Zen foundation is too weak, so I can only manifest the body and speak human words, which is of no use this time. The spirit soul and the two corpses of the Black Evil are not in my hands at the moment..."

As the thought flashed, a rare hesitation flashed across Qi Jingzhi's face, but it was immediately replaced by determination.

The next moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked into the air in front of him, shouting in a low voice: "Please show yourself to the mirror!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his left hand suddenly sink, and he had already grasped a round object the size of a palm.

It's cold to the touch, thick and hard.

Qi Jingzhi lowered his head in astonishment. He really didn't expect that the mirror that had been calling for so many times and refused to come out would appear so easily. It actually didn't have all the atmosphere that the treasure should have when it was born, not even the dazzling clear light when it was outside.

It didn't even fly out from between the eyebrows, but appeared in the palm of my hand so naturally.

Simple and unpretentious, just like ordinary things.

Qi Jingzhi held the small bronze mirror in his hand, and his feelings were different from those outside the dream.

The texture on the back of the mirror fit perfectly with his palm, giving Qi Jingzhi an indescribable sense of familiarity and intimacy, as if he had held the mirror in his palm countless times before.

At the same time, Qi Jingzhi also saw the surface of the small bronze mirror for the first time.

The mirror surface is actually cracked. There are several thin and long cracks on the polished mirror surface!

Qi Jingzhi noticed that the cracks on the mirror surface all originated from a point in the center, as if they had been hit by some sharp and hard object and broken into pieces.

Fortunately, despite the cracks, the mirror did not really fall apart. It was still tightly pieced together, and his face was still clearly reflected.

Qi Jingzhi looked at himself in the mirror and asked straight to the point: "Mirror, mirror, can you speak?"

After waiting for a few breaths, the small bronze mirror showed no response.

Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but frown. If this mirror didn't bother to pay attention to him, it wouldn't show up so happily. Could it be that he had been severely injured and his spirituality was greatly damaged, even Qi Huchan was worse than Qi Huchan? Or... there was no such thing as...

Qi Huchan hides his edge like that, so the spirituality in the mirror cannot be truly manifested?

His eyes flashed, and he immediately spoke again: "Mirror, if you keep pretending to be stupid, I will give you a name and rank you!"

The small bronze mirror still showed no response.

"Is it true that all I can do is fight for and identify food?" Qi Jingzhi suddenly felt helpless.

He was worried before, fearing that the mirror was an evil thing like Lu Yunzi, but now that he saw that the spirituality in the mirror was blessed by the jade pillow, it was still almost non-existent, and he was afraid that it would not even harm anyone.

While Qi Jingzhi was tinkering with the mirror, the Xuejia camp had already entered the Forbidden Army array on the north side of the mound without any hindrance.

Wherever the three hundred heavy cavalry of Xue Chi passed by, everyone was paying attention to them just like the rampant warriors of Wu Gu Camp. After today's battle, the name of Xue Chi Camp, especially the young battalion captain Lu Qiyun, will be spread all over the world.

Qi Jingzhi didn't know whether he would continue to sing in the play if he had the chance to enter the dreamland again, or become the Master Xiao Luo who lived in Baiyun Temple again, or replace another character in the play or even replace him with another character.

Another play?

He also didn't know whether he would be as skilled in riding as he is now when he goes out. Anyway, at this moment, Qi Jingzhi can hold the small bronze mirror in his left hand and control the reins with his right hand alone, and can easily control the pedal.

Yun Qing went on a rampage.

Not far ahead, the Wuchang Battalion was already in a melee with the Qiuji guards.

At the beginning, the unruly monks who had a large number of people and were able to use the power of their mounts did take advantage, and easily killed more than a dozen of these demon king's personal guards.

The strange silver-scaled snake armor of the Qiuji bodyguards was extremely strong, but it could not withstand the powerful and heavy weapons in the hands of the arrogant warriors. They would often be hit by a hammer, causing their scales to fly away and bones to break and tendons to break.

The miserable appearance.

What is extremely strange is that no matter whether these Qiuji guards were killed or injured, they all remained silent. Moreover, immediately after being injured, dark blood spurted out from the wounds, and there were also large groups of blood inside the black snake helmets on their heads.

Large clouds of black smoke were exhaled.

If the knights rushing past on horseback cannot dodge in time, their green armor will quickly turn black when contaminated by the black blood and black smoke. Then, it will be like ice and snow being splashed with hot soup, and countless holes will be corroded in the blink of an eye.

Even if the armor is like this, the flesh and blood body inside is even more unable to withstand it.

Many of the Hengxing Jie who were the first to charge into the battle soon screamed loudly and fell down from their horses in confusion!

Under the gaze of everyone, more than twenty burly men were visibly losing weight while rolling on the ground. After a while, they disappeared completely, leaving only sets of tattered clothes and armor in place.

Light yellow juice flowed from under these armors, emitting a disgusting fishy stench.

Most of those sea dragon colts that screamed crazily and fled in all directions were not spared, and sooner or later they all followed in the footsteps of their masters.

Among the first wave of charging warriors, there were only seven or eight who were more alert and made a prompt decision. Those who had soiled their weapons threw away their weapons, those who injured their mounts abandoned their mounts, and those whose armor was contaminated immediately removed their armor.

He did not hesitate to cut out the flesh from his limbs, so he narrowly escaped death.

Seeing such a horrifying scene, the unruly monks who rushed after them reined in their horses and stopped, not daring to approach the strange monsters that were emitting black smoke and splattering black blood.

On the contrary, the guards were unwilling to give up. Except for a dozen of them who died on the spot, the rest immediately formed a loose formation and fought back against the wandering monks with black smoke.

Among them, the most fierce and fearless ones remembered the previous command of the demon king to "break his formation and kill his commander" and rushed straight towards the donkey-headed marshal. The vertical pupils in the snake helmets were full of red light, and the end of the snake helmet was full of red light.

Very cruel.

Seeing this, the donkey-headed marshal immediately pointed toward the sky, and the red-gold horned dragon transformed from the eight-treasure red-gold spear was activated. After a brief circle, it flew down towards the demon lord's bodyguards who were in fierce flames below.

One of the Qiuji bodyguards immediately jumped up high, pushed out his chest, opened his arms, and actively embraced the red gold Qiulong.

At the same time, a large amount of black smoke surged out of its snake helmet, quickly filling a small area of ​​the sky.

The scarlet golden horned dragon was furious, and immediately stretched out a claw, and pushed the overestimating demon king's personal guard into the ground.

Before the billowing black smoke dispersed in the air showed its power, it was burned and broken by the red flames and golden light of the horned dragon.

Seeing this, the donkey-headed marshal suddenly let out a long hiss, raised his whip and galloped his horse without hesitation, and charged into the battle himself again.

Nine flying knives filled with black energy and faint evil aura were held several feet in front of him, flying and rotating around each other, turning into a fierce black knife wheel, which immediately strangled the fastest rushing guard.

It became minced meat.

As soon as the black smoke and black blood on the body of the guard spurted out, it was violently dispersed by the strong wind whipped up by the black blade wheel, and was unable to contaminate the blade at all.

During this process, the black smoke and the black evil energy on the flying knife clearly looked very similar, but when they met, they were incompatible with each other. They devoured each other and the fight became extremely fierce.
To be continued...