The sound of swearing was endless. After several rounds of arrow rain, the cavalry of the two tribes were damaged, and the distance of dozens of miles had been smoothed out. The cavalry teams of the two tribes officially began to confront each other. In an instant, blood splattered and flesh separated.

The cavalry of one tribe after another was knocked over to the ground, and the cavalry that had lost their mounts often died on the spot within ten breaths. This is true for both barbarians and demons.

The arrow was still shooting, but the target was no longer the opponent's cavalry, but the shooters of both sides began to shoot at each other. This was a round of archery competition. Whoever has superb archery skills and whoever has a flexible body will have the advantage.

The barbarians suffered a considerable loss. The sabers were riding on flying monsters, and all dodging had to rely on the mounts under their crotch. On the other hand, all the sabers were composed of flying demons, and they were undoubtedly more mobility.

The dull sound of war drums kept ringing, as if they were called from the eternal period, arousing the passion in the hearts of all barbarians.

The cavalry of both sides confronted for a stick of incense, leaving behind large corpses and blood all over the ground.

The ordinary warriors who followed closely collided with each other. Millions of barbarians and demons made a promise in advance, and launched a desperate charge at each other. Everyone had only one thought in their minds: kill all the enemies and get the final victory.

Heaven and earth are furnaces, flesh and blood are charcoal, and the flames of war are more fierce the more they burn.

The Wuniu tribe has not moved yet, standing quietly behind its own camp, watching the war ahead, and the 100,000 tribesmen are almost unable to contain their impulse.

"Bring this below the boundary path!"

Butterfly suddenly came to Yang Kai and handed him a ball of colorful mud.

Yang Kai took it, turned to look at her, slightly stunned.

"This is the key to victory!" Butterfly said seriously.

"Why are you?" Yang Kai asked her.

Butterfly shook her head, did not answer, but urged: "Go quickly!"

Yang Kai calmed down and didn't have time to ask too much. He held the colorful mud in his hand tightly, raised the million swords with his other hand. He shouted in a deep voice: "Kill!"

With a command, the 100,000 people from the Wuniu tribe were excited, and their excitement was beyond words.

They had been waiting for too long, and as they watched all the tribesmen rushed up. As many tribesmen died under the killing of the demons, they had longed to go forward in their hearts. Even if they died, it would be better than standing there and watching the show.

Yang Kai's order came very timely, or Butterfly's message was very timely, just when the 100,000 people from the Wuniu tribe were about to reach their peak.

Yang Kai rode a monster and charged forward. Thousands of cavalry led by Ah Hu followed behind. Among the army, hundreds of witches of different levels sang spells. First, a lively light art wrapped the army, allowing everyone to keep up with Yang Kai and the cavalry, and then used various witchcrafts of gain.

In an instant, colorful light flashed.

Millions of swords were still held high, and the dazzling sword light activated by Yang Kai seemed to be a striking flag, guiding the Wu Niu tribe toward the direction.

His mind was immersed in the colorful mud in his hand, wanting to see what this was.

Butterfly is undoubtedly the person who passed the message in Wu Shengxu's mouth. Yang Kai couldn't understand why it was her. But it was meaningless to think about these things at this moment. What he had to understand now was why the key to the war was on a ball of mud.

Yang Kai couldn't understand what kind of material this colorful mud is. He only knew that it was of extremely high level. If it was put into later generations, it would definitely be an extremely rare treasure of genius. Once it appeared, it would cause bloody storms.

This is not the key.

The key is that Yang Kai felt a sense of vitality in the colorful mud. The vitality made him a little familiar with it, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't know where to touch it. The colorful mud undoubtedly has special effects that block the mind. Even if Yang Kai held it in his hand, he could not carefully see what the vitality in the mud was.

The witch saints were counting on the things in the mud bark to block the realm? Yang Kai couldn't help but wonder if it was too much of a joke, but the expression of Wu Shengxu a few days ago did not look like a joke.

The arrow was on the string and had to be fired. The Wuniu Army was carrying the important task. Now it was not a time to be suspicious. Yang Kai restrained his mind and led his army forward.

With a rumbling moment, the earth and the sky suddenly trembled at the same time, and a breath of destruction spread out.

The strong aura almost made everyone feel terrified and they were chilling all over.

The two tribes who were fighting for a while were stunned for a moment, turned their heads and looked at them, and saw a colorful dragon suddenly swaying and flying up, shaking its head and tail toward the back of the demon clan.

Another extremely terrifying aura came out. Behind the demon clan, a pitch-black energy pillar flew out to the sky, facing the colorful dragon, with a very fast speed and arrived in an instant.

The Witch Saint and the Demon Saints took action.

The attacks of the two sides collided over the battlefield, making a shocking sound, and the colorful and black light began to confront each other without giving in.

The sky was cracked, like another world road, shocking.

Everyone felt unstable in their foothold, and the space they were in seemed to have turned into a vast ocean in a storm in an instant, and the deadly sea water could swallow them at any time.

Everyone felt extremely small at this moment, and their hearts were trembling.

The first round of confrontation between the two tribes ended with a tie, the colorful dragon and the dark energy pillar disappeared together, and nine figures with distant aura suddenly appeared in the air.

The five demon saints and four witch saints looked across the air. The demon saints smiled grimly, and the witch saints looked dull.

After only a moment of looking at each other, the nine saints confronted each other. At first, they were not very intense because they were all concerned about the tribesmen below, but as they took off, their every move was power to destroy everything.

The nine saints disappeared and fought a decisive battle over the nine heavens. No one could see clearly how the battle was. Only a wave of rumbling sounds came from the sky, and occasionally dazzling light burst out, like a sun that was illusory.

The bloody battle between the two tribes began again and reached a white-hot level from the beginning.

The 100,000 witches and bulls were devoted to the battlefield where millions of people gathered, like stones thrown into a lake, only a little bit of waves were raised and disappeared.

Friends seemed to have received clear instructions.

Wherever the Wuniu tribe passed, friendly troops from all directions surrounded him and charged forward, using his flesh and blood to open the way for the hundred thousand Wuniu tribes. All the demons standing in front were killed.

Looking down from the sky, the rushing Wu Niu tribe was like an awl, piercing into the battlefield of the two tribes, and was unstoppable all the way, and friendly troops were constantly supporting them from both sides, taking over the demons who were facing them, allowing the Wu Niu tribe to pass quickly and safely.

In half an hour, except for the hundreds of demons who died under Yang Kai's sword, the Wu Niu tribe did not encounter any battle. In such a violent melee, this was unimaginable.

All the credit comes from the rapid reaction of friendly forces.

But half an hour is almost the limit.

Relying on the support of friendly forces, the Wuniu tribe successfully advanced to a hundred miles. However, because of such rapid advancement, the front line was lengthened, and the barbarians had to fight on their own, and fewer and fewer friendly forces came to support them.

The Wuniu tribe was almost in a state of fighting alone.

Yang Kai had expected it.

He sent out all ten demon kings to guard both sides of the Witch and Niu Division. The most powerful Fili and Mokoto were even arranged to be in the rear. So even without the support of friendly forces, the Witch and Niu Division still did not stop advancing, but instead became faster.

All the demons were everywhere. The 100,000 Wuniu tribe members finally saw the scene they wanted. They all excitedly waved their weapons, followed Yang Kai closely, and killed the demons they met along the way.

"Mokoto, Philip! You dare to betray the demon clan. You are the shame of the demon clan. Let's die here today!"

A roar came from the front, and more than twenty demon kings gathered together, each of which had a powerful aura. The gathered demonic energy was like an insurmountable high wall, standing in front of the Wuniu tribe, blocking the way.

Yang opened his sword and swept the more than 20 demon kings like a sword. The terrifying power made all the demon kings change their faces and spread around without any hesitation.

The wall of the devil that blocked the way was suddenly broken.

Before they could stand firm, the overwhelming witchcraft attacked them.

The demon kings were furious and fought back one after another.

However, Yang Kai shook his body and disappeared on the back of the mount. When he appeared again, he had already arrived behind a demon king. He slashed it hard. This existence, who was powerful enough to match the middle-grade witch king, had no time to react, so he was broken into two halves by a sword, and his internal organs flowed all over the ground.

Yang Kai didn't even look at it, and teleported again to the back of another demon king, slashed his head with a sword, and shattered his body with a palm.

Just like cutting melons and vegetables, Yang Kai took action three times, and the three demon kings were killed.

This shocked the remaining demon kings. Once upon a time, the demon kings were all high-ranking existences. When was they killed so easily? No one knew what was going on with the alien race and why they had such powerful power.

The momentum of the demon kings suddenly fell to the bottom. If it weren't for the orders of the demon saints, they would be afraid that they would turn around and run away immediately.

Fortunately, after killing the three demon kings, the alien seemed to be very expensive, and he had no intention of getting involved with them, so he returned to the back of the mount again.

The remaining demons looked at each other, suppressed the fear in their hearts, and surrounded them again.

"Stop them!" Yang Kai shouted softly.

Bao Qi and Sha Ya, who were guarding Yang Kai, looked embarrassed when they heard this and hesitated for a moment.

Yang Kai glared at them fiercely.
Chapter completed!