After Zhao Yang and the city lord of the holy city left, the vanguard of the dark tribe rushed over.

Zhao Yang and others noticed that the so-called vanguard was actually cannon fodder.

Under the baptism of various killing formations and warships, large pieces of those cannon fodder fell.

What surprised Zhao Yang and others was that the Anzu still didn't send elite soldiers to come after hundreds of millions of them fell one after another.

"What do you mean by dark race?"

"Isn't the cannon fodder a member of their dark race?"

"I don't understand."

After nearly one billion fell from the Dark Clan, the killing array that all the clans worked so hard to arrange was finally broken.

Normally, it is impossible to be breached so easily, but after a large number of monks have been withdrawn, the formation here has become a source of water.

kill!

Cannon fodder quickly rushed to the first line of defense.

And behind the first line of defense are stationed 300 billion elite soldiers. These soldiers perform their duties and are waiting behind the formation.

Yanhuangzong's million-strong army also felt the first line of defense.

But they were behind those soldiers.

They are waiting.

It's not time for them to make a move yet.

As the cannon fodder began to attack the first line of defense, the monks stationed at the first line of defense also shot one after another.

They rely on the defensive line to attack them.

Seeing a large number of fallen Anzu soldiers, Zhu Tian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dark Race

Not as scary as rumored. "

"These soldiers are just cannon fodder. It is obvious that their combat effectiveness is not good."

"The real battle has not yet begun."

After three days and three nights of fighting, it was still difficult for the soldiers on the Anzu side to break through the first line of defense.

And their side has lost more than 30 billion, but Zhutian's loss is less than [-] million.

At this moment, Zhao Yang's expression suddenly changed. He tore five guardian scrolls of the taboo peak one after another, and those five guardian scrolls turned into terrifying brilliance, firmly guarding the first line of defense. Inside.

At the same time, the ten taboo peak battleships lurking in the dark locked onto the dark figure and fired at the same time.

The Lord of the Holy City looked at Zhao Yang in astonishment.

He didn't understand why Zhao Yang used such a big hand all of a sudden?

Then he saw a shocking scene?

What did he see?

The existence of hundreds of taboo peaks suddenly appeared on the first front.

They teamed up and hit an earth-shattering blow.

Hundreds of orders were destroyed, causing the heavens to shake.

"not good."

"When did they lurk here?"

"The previous cannon fodder was just confusion, they were waiting for this moment."

"Hurry up."

"They teamed up with the first line of defense and can't stop it at all?"

"The first line of defense

Tens of billions of monks will also perish. "

The city lord of the holy city, a deputy city lord, the seven elders, Xiao Yuan, and the gray-robed old man made hasty moves.

But it was too late for them to make a move.

Seeing that their attack was about to fall on the battle line, Zhao Yang's figure suddenly appeared in front of the battle line.

Peerless brilliance bloomed from his body, and his boundless morality overwhelmed the world.

"No." Xiao Yuan exclaimed.

"Rewind, you are no match for them." The City Lord of the Holy City also shouted.

This is the existence of hundreds of taboo pinnacles.

He didn't think Zhao Yang could compete.

retreat?

This is definitely not possible.

Zhao Yang turned the Heaven and Earth Jue to the extreme, and his hands even flashed the traces of Xuan Ao.

The space in front of him suddenly collapsed, and Zhao Yang used the power of space to separate each other.

But how terrifying is the joint blow of hundreds of taboo peak powerhouses?

Where is it that Zhao Yang said that partitioning can be partitioned?

The moment when more than 60 attacks were about to fall on Zhao Yang's body was frozen for a moment.

It was Zhao Yang who used the power of time.

That moment was enough for Zhao Yang.

The Martial Soul of Time and Martial Soul of Space echo each other in his sea of ​​consciousness, turning into a more mysterious and unpredictable force.

The power of time and space.

Zhao Yang used the power of time and space to send more than 40 attacks out of other time and space dimensions.

degree.

At this time, there are more than 20 remaining.

Zhao Yang could only shake it hard.

puff!

No matter how strong Zhao Yang was, he was forced to retreat and vomit blood.

But when he retreated to the defense line, the five guardian formations had risen at the same time, and at the same time, the attacks of ten battleships followed one after another.

"Hold it."

"Just now, Zhao Yang dispelled ninety attacks in an instant, and in the last ten attacks he managed to force six of them, which means that four attacks landed on the first front. But at this time, the guardian of the peak of the five taboos The formation has already been opened."

"If it weren't for Sect Master Zhao, not only would this battle line be broken, but even more than half of the 300 billion monks would have fallen."

"It was too dangerous just now."

"The dark race is indeed insidious and cunning."

Seeing that he failed to break through the first line of defense, the Son of Darkness had a look of unwillingness on his face.

But then he looked at Zhao Yang coldly and said, "Zhao Yang, even if you blocked the wave of attack just now, can you still be able to block the next wave?" At this point, he pointed to the taboo strongman of the dark race and said , "There are hundreds of taboo peaks on our side, but how many taboo peaks do you have in the heavens?"

The words of the Son of Darkness silenced everyone.

There are only twenty peak taboos in the heavens, okay?

What everyone didn't expect was that Zhao Yang waved his hand, and thirty war puppets at the peak of taboo appeared in midair.

There is an incomparably terrifying aura flowing from these war puppets.

"These war puppets have no fear of life and death." Zhao Yang said indifferently, "Do you think they can stop it?"

"Even so, we have twice as many people as you." The Son of Darkness sneered.

"Twice as many?" Zhao Yang couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" The Son of Darkness saw fifty war puppets appearing beside Zhao Yang when he said this.

The aura of these war puppets is exactly the same as the thirty ones that appeared before.

The audience was in an uproar.

Who would have thought that the Yan Huangzong would have produced hundreds of war puppets of the peak taboo?

"We Dark Clan don't only have these masters?" The Son of Darkness said after pondering for a while.

"Did you Anzu find that five hundred lands were missing during the statistics?" Zhao Yang asked with a smile.

"You... what do you mean?" The Son of Darkness was startled.

He did find this problem, but no matter how he searched, he couldn't find any clues.

"I sent several legions to lurk in the Anzu, and I have been secretly destroying the Anzu's continent these years." Zhao Yang said lightly, "Now those continents are still in your Anzu, and now you may have a few less mainland."

Before the start of the war, Zhao Yang went to the Dark Race through the token.

He used a group of puppets and warships to hide in various parts of the dark race, and once the war started, they would cause trouble everywhere.

(End of this chapter)

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