Chapter 889

Many masters and demon kings in Boluo City are gathering towards the territory of Denton Demon King.

There are a total of 23 red lines on the map, all pointing to Denton City.

On the map, the location of each demon king's troops is also marked.

Yue Chen looked at the map, but his eyes widened.

"We..." Yue Chen shouted.

"My lord!" Bai Qi whispered, "Yes, Lord Borrow's advance was a bit hasty, he judged that we will go to the territory of Lord Denton, because that is the closest place to us.

I also believe they have eyes watching us.

However, their information is not perfect.

At least, they didn't know that we sent a Tai Chi battalion to understand them.

This group of demons are fierce and fearless, and their personal abilities are extremely outstanding. But if they are marching and fighting, they really don't pay much attention to intelligence. "

Bai Qi's finger pointed to one of the red lines, on which the word Prodo was marked.

And there are a series of labels attached.

Prodo, the seventh rank of War Master, has five War Masters and 56 War Masters under his command.

There is also an army of 586 warlords and 3278 warlords.

Bai Qi shouted in a low voice: "Since the soul-calling banner cannot be used, then we will avoid these most powerful existences first. Divide the opponent's strength and encircle and suppress the demon king Prodo first.

Then, in other ways, slowly cut off their wings.

As for how to cut it off, it depends on the specific situation.

Now, we immediately go south to ambush Prodo. "

Bai Qi and the others immediately turned around.

The sky is full of red clouds.

Among the red white clouds, Bai Qi and the others lay in ambush quietly.

Their surroundings were covered with terrifying restrictions, some of which Yue Chen felt his scalp tingling just by looking at them from a distance.

The existence of these prohibitions made the gods cheer, and their hearts were extremely excited.

This is equivalent to the mountains and rivers encountered when you can't fly.

Different terrains can evolve different tactics.

In the past, as the strength of the crowd increased and the locals could fly, these terrain-dependent tactics could only be abandoned.

But it's different now. With the existence of these restrictions, Bai Qi and others can conjure up various tactics.

Even because there are various restrictions in the air, the tactics will become more colorful.

For example, where Bai Qi and the others are ambush now, there are towering mountains below, and there are countless restrictions on the top of the mountains.

And if they want to fly over this area, they can only fly between two mountains.

Once entering the mountains, it is equivalent to entering the ambush circle of Bai Qi and others.

Above the red cloud, Yue Chen whispered: "Will they find out that we are missing, and thus raise their vigilance?"

Bai Qi nodded softly and said: "There is such a possibility, so the possibility of our ambush succeeding is only 70%."

Yue Chen nodded silently, the probability of 70% is extremely high for battlefield strategies.

And for Bai Qi and others, even if the ambush is not successful, it will just make the other party run away. There is not much change in the outcome of the current battle.

The information ahead is still coming in.

Tai Chi Battalion has been secretly keeping up with Prodo's army.

The movement of Prodo's army was continuously transmitted to Bai Qi and others through the spiritual world.

Everything is going well, and there is nothing unusual about the demons.

It wasn't until Prodo's army came into the sight of Yue Chen and the others that Bai Qi laughed softly, and said in a low voice: "Their information has indeed been delayed a lot. All soldiers, prepare for battle."

At this moment, everyone clenched their weapons tightly.

An army of thousands of people is about to pass through the middle of the two peaks below.

On a building boat below, the demon bear tribe Prodo held a light yellow wine glass with his black sharp claws, and the stench wafted in the wine glass.

Prodo sniffed it very intoxicated, and then took a deep breath.

"How many roads are left?" Prodo asked a housekeeper beside him, his voice was indifferent, as if he was not going to the battlefield, but an outing.

The housekeeper quickly responded: "Report to your lord, there is still half a day."

"Will it take a long time?" Prodo was a little impatient, the hair on his eyes wrinkled tightly, and said coldly, "If it's too late, you won't get anything."

The housekeeper said cautiously: "Lord Demon King, I heard that that group of people is powerful, so it's not a bad thing to go later."

"What do you know!" Prodo said, "Now Lord Demon Lord has summoned all the masters under his command, and that group of people is not strong, whoever arrives first can kill the other party first and grab the spoils.

Speed ​​up a little more, we're going to kill people and grab treasures. "

Prodo's mentality is similar to the current mentality of the entire Boluo.

Although one demon king was eliminated, everyone was not nervous, and only believed that once the army arrived, the other party would not have the ability to fight back.

The building boat slowly enters between the two peaks, and there are endless restrictions above, and only the peaks can enter and exit.

At this moment, countless figures suddenly flew out from above.

These figures wore Nether Armor and rode Nether Warhorses, and flew towards Prodo's building boat like a divine soldier descending from the sky.

"Kill!" The earth-shattering shout of killing sounded.

"Who are you?" Proudo shouted.

Immediately, he saw the flag fluttering behind one of the opposing generals.

"It's the banner of Lord Roland, they are that army." Prodo's butler shouted in horror.

Serena raised the staff in her hand, and the black purgatory fire exploded around the ship.

Behind the flames, Pei Min and Li Cunxiao appeared and rushed towards Prodo.

Immediately afterwards, countless armies passed through the flames and rushed towards the masters under Prodo's command.

"I, I surrender!" Prodo yelled sharply. In front of enemies with vastly different strengths, surrender is not ashamed.

However, what greeted him was Pei Min's sharp sword light and Li Cunxiao's cold spear.

Prodo's eyes widened, and two fists appeared in his hands, one on the left and one on the right, grabbing Pei Min's sword and Li Cunxiao's gun.

Prodo looked at the two of them in horror, and shouted sharply: "I have surrendered..."

Pei Min sneered and said, "You're already a seventh-rank Zhan Zun, yet you're still so afraid of death?"

Prodo held on tightly to the two weapons and shouted sharply: "If you dare to ambush me, you must be sure of victory. I am not stupid. I will definitely not be able to beat you. I want to surrender. I am willing to fight for Lord Roland. Serve."

Not far away, Bai Qi shouted in a deep voice: "To disable him, the mage will attack with all his strength."

Serena cast her magic again, and the flames condensed into fire snakes and rolled towards Prodo.

Another one-sided battle.

Not long after, Prodo lay dying on the ground. All the people under his command had been killed, and he himself was severely injured and dying.