Ancient fairy doctors in the city

The quasi-emperor of Yaozu didn't respond to its question.

Instead, he shot even more fiercely.

The Yaozu dispatched a total of ten quasi-emperors this time, that is to say, there are six quasi-emperors. The six quasi-emperors attacked the Tyrant Sword Sect wantonly, and the masters in the Tyrant Saber Sect tried their best to stop them, but even this still couldn't stop them the way to go.

In addition, the hundreds of incarnations of Zhao Yang and the hundreds of saints of the Yaozu are also a torrent of steel.

No matter how brave the disciples of Tyrant Sword Sect were, they were still retreating steadily at this time.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Zhu Ya drove the battleship towards Ba Dao Zong and fired shells one after another.

Thunder Pearl and Hundred Refining Furnace are also making moves.

They can naturally see that it is only a matter of time before defeating Tyrannical Sword Sect, the problem is that they don't have much time to waste.

But a holy place is a holy place.

Scrolls of all kinds of holy lands and magic weapons of holy lands can be found everywhere.

Therefore, the situation of ruining the dead did not appear.

"3 minutes." Zhu Ya took out her hole card board.

When the 360 ​​chess pieces on the chessboard were running at the same time, a formation enveloped tens of thousands of soldiers in front of them.

"My lord, it's hard to fight." Hu Yan said anxiously, "I think we need to call over the mid-level saints from the small world."

"How many middle-level saints are there?"

"There are 370 holy mid-level ones."

"You let them join the battle."

"As ordered."

After 1 minute, 370 monsters joined the battle circle.

Their appearance made the precarious situation of Tyrant Sword Sect even more dangerous.

"My lord, it's been 6 minutes, and we've just penetrated the outer city." Zhu Ya said in a deep voice, "If we don't have the hole cards, we probably won't be able to rob many resources this time."

Zhao Yang thought for a while and his eyes lit up suddenly.

He suddenly remembered that he had photographed a feathered arrow from Kaitian Bow.

He imprisoned the feathered arrow from the small world.

"Let me see your luster today." Zhao Yang said with burning eyes after arousing the feather arrow.

Whoosh!

Feathered arrows pierced through the air.

The next moment, the war puppet who was confronting Tiandiyin was directly pierced by the feather arrow.

With a bang, the war puppet exploded.

Tiandiyin was stunned.

what's the situation?

How did the war puppet blow up?

Then it saw a feathered arrow with a somewhat dim color.

"Arrow God's Feather Arrow." Tiandiyin suddenly realized.

The Arrow God is the North Guardian of the Four Guardians of Xianting.

The art of bow and crossbow is the best in the world.

He carefully forged three feathered arrows, even if these three feathered arrows were at the peak of Zhundi, he would be extremely afraid of them.

Tiandiyin thought it couldn't catch it, so of course Yu Jian couldn't kill it either.

Whoosh!

After the feather arrow penetrated through the battle puppet, it rushed towards the formation that was confronting Zhuo Bufan.

Just one hit and the formation map was blown to pieces.

Zhuo Bufan, who was out of trouble, cupped his hands towards Yujian, "Thank you."

"Time is running out." Zhao Yang said at this time.

Whoosh!

As soon as Zhao Yang's words fell, the feather arrow pierced the quasi-emperor magic weapon that was confronting the purgatory mirror again.

At this time, the brilliance of Yu Jian's body became even more dim.

Immediately, the feather arrows turned into tens of thousands of feather arrows, pouring towards the soldiers of the Tyrant Sword Sect.

For a while, it was not known how many people were killed or injured.

"The gap is open."

"Everyone follow me."

After seeing this scene, the holy masters of the Yaozu rushed towards the gap.

But at this moment, the feather arrow turned into a ray of light and returned to Zhao Yang's side. At this time, it was already dim and without much luster.

"It will take at least ten years for me to make a move." Yu Jian sent out a mental wave, "This is still on the premise of having enough energy."

"Can these soldiers who fell from the Tyrannical Sword Sect provide you with energy?" Zhao Yang asked after a moment of pondering.

"Okay, but are you sure about it?"

"determine."

Having said that, Zhao Yang looked at Yin Yang Mudao, "You haven't defeated your opponent yet?"

"That's it." After the Yin-Yang Wood exploded, the elder of the Quasi-Emperor Realm Fourth Heaven was killed by the Yin-Yang Wood.

"Feather arrows require a lot of flesh and blood." Zhao Yang continued.

"I understand." Yinyangmu said, punching an elite soldier.

Pure Yang Fist.

The domineering pure yang power crushed countless soldiers to death on the spot.

Feather Arrow flew above and greedily absorbed the energy.

After the four masters of Yinyangmu, Tiandiyin, Zhuo Bufan, and Purgatory Mirror freed up their hands, Ba Daozong could no longer stop it.

Their formation was broken.

They can no longer even organize effective resistance.

At this time, Tiandiyin and other masters began to loot.

The treasury, the medicine field, and the Qiankun bag of the master, they didn't let go.

"Hand over the Qiankun bags in your hands, or you will be killed without mercy." At this time, Yinyangmu's voice rang out in the audience.

Some soldiers showed anger, but some took out the Qiankun bag.

Not everyone can be calm in the face of life and death.

And as the monks who handed over the universe bags were forgiven, more and more monks handed over their own universe bags.

"It's been 10 minutes, we still have 2 minutes." Zhao Yang said in a deep voice.

Everyone immediately accelerated the pace of looting.

"There is still one minute, all retreat now." Zhao Yang looked at the time and said solemnly.

The monster races of middle-level saints, high-level saints, and great saints hurried towards the battleship.

At this time, some people who wanted to stop were killed by Tiandiyin and others.

Half a minute later, Yaozu and Zhao Yang's incarnations all returned to Zhao Yang's battleship.

Zhao Yang put the battleship into the small world, he glanced at the seal of heaven and earth and said, "Let's go."

Tiandiyin's mind moved, and several figures appeared around it.

"Walk."

As Tiandiyin's voice fell, several figures left in different directions.

Tiandiyin is in the old cloth maze, he is interfering with the tracking time of Ba Dao.

And 5 minutes after Tiandiyin left, Ba Dao's figure appeared here.

When Ba Dao saw the mess in the ancestral courtyard, its eyeballs turned red.

"Who did it?"

A man caught by Ba Dao said tremblingly, "Yaozu, there are many strong people from Yaozu."

"Which family of the demon clan?"

"We can't see through it." The man said bitterly.

He really can't see through.

Why?

All the existences above the quasi-sage of the Tyrant Sword Sect were killed by Zhao Yang and his party.

Even the quasi-sages were mostly killed.

This man is only in the early stage of quasi-sage, how can he see through the deities of those monster races?

After Ba Dao's divine sense shrouded this place for a while, it found that the atmosphere here was very mixed.

What can't be found at all?

But soon he still found traces of space tearing.

But when Ba Dao wanted to track it, he found that the other party seemed to be leaving in five directions.

"Five directions?"

After careful analysis, Ba Dao finally locked the direction where Tian Di Yin deity left.

After tracking hundreds of thousands of kilometers, he found that there were several branches here, so Ba Dao had to stop and analyze again which one was the true deity of Tiandiyin.

And that was another few minutes of delay.

When Ba Dao traced halfway, he found that the other party's breath was broken.

It was the other party who wiped away his breath in time.

"Damn it." Ba Dao said with a gloomy face.