Chapter 1337 Desperate

Following Sun Hao's battle against the Island of Ten Thousand Souls and the restoration of the Tianzhu on both sides of the northwest, his reputation has already shocked the Demon Realm.

It is normal for Golden Moon Demon to feel that he cannot beat Sun Hao, and he does not need to beat Sun Hao. His focus is precisely how to break through Anyang's big formation, destroy the golden dragon of luck under the cover of the big formation, and destroy Drop the East Pole Tianzhu to lay the foundation for the descendants of the demons.

During the battle, the Golden Moon Demon swept away his consciousness, but found that all parties on his side were completely at a disadvantage.

The strange big beauty, the miraculous little boy, and a little mouse who doesn't know the depth, unexpectedly firmly suppressed the three generals of the Jinribu and the three generals who fought in battle. There is no way to fight back.

And farther away, the three generals of the Sea God Temple also had an absolute advantage in the battle against the enshrined group, and it was only a matter of time before the final victory.

The battlefield below has been controlled by Emperor Zhaowen, and the situation is completely unfavorable for the demons.

Before the start of the battle, the Golden Moon Demon General, who had heard about Sun Hao and Sun Chenxiang for a long time, knew that this battle would be difficult, but he did not expect to be completely suppressed.

After all kinds of clever calculations, after transferring a large number of monks, it is really beyond Jin Yue's expectation to still fall into such a situation.

Fortunately, I have found the East Pole Tianzhu.

Although Sun Hao and Sun Chenxiang are powerful, he shouldn't let himself discover the location of the Dongji Tianzhu. He also underestimated the confidence and determination of Mozu Erlang to complete the task.

Swinging the iron fist, he shot with all his strength, avoiding Sun Hao briefly, and the golden moon demon will look up to the sky and howl.

The howling sound was like gold and stone piercing through the air, and it lasted for a long time, spreading throughout the inner and outer walls of Anyang City.

The demon army outside the city seemed to be in high spirits, and its attack power increased instantly. Even the monks of the demon clan rushed up desperately, risking their lives.

Braving the rain of arrows and spells, waves of demon warriors besieged frantically, launching a full-scale attack from all directions in Anyang City.

Attack at any cost.

Moxiu, who was entangled with Xingwen and other generals, also exerted his strength instantly, and the offense and defense suddenly fell into a fever.

And above the rooftop built by Sun Hao, those powerful monks of the True Monarch Demon Race who were in the middle of the battle also received orders at this time, forcibly boosting their spirits and activating the secret technique, their strength increased instantly.

Sun Hao frowned slightly, with a bad feeling in his heart, he raised his voice and said, "Be careful."

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud bang from the battle scene of the monks watching the fierce battle below: "Boom", a huge explosion exploded from the battlefield of the battle, and the affected monks flew around like birds. A mushroom-shaped cloud appears.

Sun Hao's heart trembled, and he understood instantly.

The demon warriors who came in with the Golden Moon Demon General may all be dead warriors. Below, a demon warrior blew up the golden core.

Sun Hao's thoughts have not yet settled down, and he is in the battlefield below.

There were two more loud explosions.

With the impact of the huge cloud cluster, many monks had no time to react or escape, and were already submerged in the explosion.

Emperor Zhaowen snarled: "Damn it, everyone pay attention, stay away from them, they are a bunch of lunatics."

Boom, boom, the sound of explosions came from below again, and Emperor Zhaowen's face was already ashen.

A bad premonition surged in Sun Hao's heart, and he shouted violently: "National teacher, pay attention to the big formation..."

As soon as the words fell, one of the members of the enshrining group had already charged high, with black flames burning all over his body, holding a flying sword in both hands, and rushed forward.

The flying sword slammed into the formation.

With a shake of the formation and a light flick, the force of the counter-shock exploded, attacking the monk.

However, before the power of the formation could get close, the cultivator had already exploded on the formation with a bang.

It is not easy for a monk to cultivate to the Yuanying Zhenjun. After breaking the pill and giving birth to a baby, his life span exceeds a thousand years.

But now, there is actually a real monarch on the big formation, who burned the Nascent Soul and blew himself up.

The huge explosion was like fireworks, blooming dazzling colors, lighting up the sky, and at the same time making the hearts of Emperor Zhaowen and the monks of the Han Dynasty sink to the bottom of the valley. The demon warriors had such a desperate impact, and the Anyang formation might not be able to withstand it. live.

Not only that, the demon cultivators of the five worship groups rushed forward almost in no particular order, and blew themselves up.

Five huge fireworks bloomed in the sky.

Above the sky, huge palms covered the formation, trying to stabilize the formation, but the Nascent Soul blew up, especially five Nascent Souls, which finally exceeded the defense limit of the formation.

A burst of ripples flashed across, directly above Anyang City, above the rooftop set up by Sun Hao, a large formation exploded.

The three monks spat out blood, and flew upside down in three directions. One of the monks vomited blood and shouted loudly |: "Stop them, don't let them hurt the Luck Golden Dragon..."

It's just that Moxiu, who is desperate, can't stop him at all.

The three demon generals of the Jinri Department were burning with raging flames, forcing Luo Mei and Xiaozhang Xiaohuo not to dare to approach, the huge magic flames turned into rounds of Jinri, stopping the three opponents.

But their bodies are burning and converging into a whole, and above the sky, there are bursts of singing from the devil world: "Smelling the fragrance of blood, I found the palace of requiem; a dilapidated scene, ghosts singing wildly; souls Look around, believe in the bloody moonlight..."

Amidst the desolate and mournful singing, the three demon cultivators from the demon world, using the magic sword in their hands as a medium, joined together and finally became a burning golden sun, dragging its red tail, swaying into the sky The cloud layer crashed into the looming golden dragon of luck in the cloud layer.

At this moment, amidst the singing of the demon world like a curse, in Anyang City, hundreds of millions of people raised their heads to look at the sky, looking at the sky where the battles continued, like fireworks blooming.

Seeing a scene that they will never forget in their lives, it seems to be the end of the world.

A round of black flames burned, bursting into golden light and a huge scorching sun, as if carrying a curse from hell, appeared in the sky above Anyang City, and slammed into the lucky golden dragon that had been sheltering Anyang.

With a bang, an extremely huge explosion sound spread throughout the sky.

In the sky, a dazzling white brilliance flashed across the sky, and everyone's eyes felt instantly blinded, falling into absolute darkness.

The heart also sinks rapidly like falling into an abyss.

It's over, with such an explosion, the Luck Golden Dragon is probably over.

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... " above the sky, it seems that there are bursts of wailing sounds from the lucky golden dragon, and the huge golden cloud group is blown into pieces amidst the sound of explosions, flying everywhere.

The Luck Golden Dragon was instantly blown to pieces and flew around.

Amidst the huge explosion, all the monks near the roof stopped their attacks and stared blankly at the sky. Emperor Zhaowen felt deep helplessness in his heart, and tears appeared in his eyes.

The luck golden dragon, which symbolizes the destruction of the luck golden dragon by the Han royal family.

Sun Hao was floating in the air with a Doutian stick in his hand, and did not take the opportunity to attack the Golden Moon Demon General. He glanced nervously at the Luck Golden Dragon that was blown up in the sky, and then looked at Wang Yuan who was not far away.

With piercing eyes, Wang Yuan nodded slightly to Sun Hao.

Sun Hao felt relieved immediately.

The Golden Moon Demon General looked at the air-luck golden dragon whose body had been smashed into pieces and was blown out of shape. He let out a long breath, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "The nine demon generals will fight against Anyang City. Destroy yourself, and leave me alone... Hahaha, hahaha, you are worthy of being the good men of my demon clan, hahaha, the Tianzhu of the East Pole was destroyed, you may not be famous forever, but, you, will be the sons of my demon clan A peerless hero..."

The voice went straight to Tianyu and resounded outside Anyang City.

Outside the city of Anyang, the local demon warriors shook their swords and shouted: "Hero, hero..."

The morale was greatly boosted, and they once again launched a tidal attack on Anyang City.

Above the sky, three monks including Dahan Guoshi flew over slowly, their faces were ashen.

Wei Wei, Zhu Ling, Wang Yuan, Luo Mei, and Xiao Zhang slowly stood beside Sun Hao, and Xiao Huo jumped onto Sun Hao's shoulders.

All the monks vaguely formed an encirclement circle, surrounding the golden moon demon general Wei Bai in the middle.

The Golden Moon Demon General laughed out loud, without the slightest feeling of being trapped, and looked at Sun Hao: "Chen Xiang, I said they are heroes, are you not convinced?"

A slight smile appeared on Sun Hao's face: "Any invaders are unjust. Since they are unjust, they cannot be called heroes. To be precise, they are criminals of war. If they can, I don't mind Give them some attributives."

The Golden Moon Demon General blew up the Luck Golden Dragon and the East Pole Pillar, and he felt relieved, knowing that he might not be able to escape, but he gave it up completely, and asked with a smile: "I want to hear, what happened to Chen Xiang?" Attributively they..."

Sun Hao smiled slightly: "A group of poor war criminals led by a commander who thinks that they have built immortal feats are actually worthless." (To be continued~^~)