One Thousand Three Hundred and Fifty-Six: The Precursor of the Decisive Battle

"noob!"

A smile appeared on Xiao Chen's calm face. When he knew that the monster clan reinforcements were coming, he was guessing whether Xiaobai would come, but he didn't expect it to come.

With a little tiptoe, Xiao Chen activated the formation card in his hand and easily landed on the city wall.

On the city wall, not only An Junxi and Xiaobai were there, but also many friends. The elder sister Shui Lingling, Kong Yuan, the peacock king of the demon clan, and Yuan Xu, the direct disciple of the Linghu king, are all there.

Seeing Xiao Chen coming up, Xiao Bai immediately stepped forward without any scruples, took Xiao Chen's arm, and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao Chen, why did you come, everyone has been waiting for you for a long time."

Xiao Chen smiled and said: "It's already very fast, if I know Xiao Bai is there, I will definitely go faster."

When Xiaobai heard this, a blush appeared on his fair cheeks. She is nothing like the righteous daughter of the Fox King, who is now famous, and the next successor of the Demon King.

Shui Lingling knew the relationship between Xiaobai and Xiao Chen, but she didn't mind, she said with a smile, "Let's go, and don't let the deputy suzerain wait too long."

"Um."

The people of the same generation chatted quite lively, and the few people walked quickly to the City Lord's Mansion in Starfire City while talking.

Looking along the way, Xiao Chen found that there are many buildings in the city. Although there is a formation blessing, it has been damaged a lot, and a wave of twilight hangs over the top of the city.

It makes people a little more worried, the damage that this Xinghuo City has received under repeated attacks is expanding little by little.

Over time, the more you push back, the pressure to defend the city will increase.

Formation also takes time to maintain, but now the Shinto League's attacks seldom stop. The speed of repair is far behind, and the damage comes quickly.

However, they are not afraid of breaking the city. What they are afraid of is that they cannot retreat calmly at the moment of breaking the city, and let the opponent break through one after another, breaking through several layers of formation circles at once.

For example, it was like this at the very beginning, when reinforcements from the ghost clan, the god clan, and the corpse clan of the Shinto League suddenly arrived. Killing Haotianzong caught him by surprise, and the outermost warriors retreated one after another.

The Shinto League, on the other hand, gave no time to gather their breath, and chased them all the way.

After breaking through the circle of the five-fold formation, Haotianzong slowly gained a foothold, which can be said to have suffered heavy losses.

Walking while talking, a group of people soon arrived in the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion of Xinghuo City.

In the main hall, the persons in charge of other nodes have already arrived.

Sitting in the middle is Fang Baiyu, the deputy suzerain, Jiang Chuan, the great emperor of the demon clan, and Wang Xu from the Thunder Palace, sitting on the left and right sides of him.

In the entire hall, three of them have the cultivation base of the Great Emperor, and the others only have the cultivation base of the Wu Emperor.

Before Jiang Chuanfu, the great emperor of the monster race, there were only two Great Heavenly Martial Emperors in charge of the entire ninth layer formation circle. Facing the attack of the Shinto League, one can imagine the pressure.

It's not that Haotianzong and Thunder Palace don't have other great emperors, it's just that other great heavenly Martial Emperors have more tragic battles to be fought, and they can't get away either.

Seeing Xiao Chen come in, the three great emperors smiled slightly and stood up to greet him at the same time.

Fang Baiyu strode over, sized Xiao Chen up and said, "That's right, I still remember when I first met you, you weren't even a Martial Saint. Now, in just ten years, you've already become a famous figure in the entire Kunlun world."

"Everyone, let me introduce to you. This is Qinglong King Xiao Chen, the master of the dragon gate, and the most proud disciple of my Clear Sky School. The latest chapter of Flying Immortals along the way. Guarding Maple Leaf Lake for two days, he has killed three Martial Emperors of the Shinto League !"

Wow!

The scene was shocked, beheading three Martial Emperors in two days, this record is a bit too tough. Usually, Emperor Wu can escape even if he loses.

Unless there is too much difference in strength, there is no way to kill Emperor Wu at all. You must know that the Haotian School and the Shinto League have been at war for so long. There are quite a few seriously injured Emperor Wu, and the number of Emperor Wu who can be beheaded is no more than the number of hands.

Xiaobai opened his eyes wide and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao Chen, you are so powerful, it is still as powerful as before."

An Junxi and the others who were traveling together also had a look of shock in their eyes, having heard the name of the Azure Dragon King for a long time. Now that I have personally heard such achievements, I know that his name is not in vain, not at all false.

All of a sudden, everyone present stood up and greeted Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen has experienced many situations, with a smile, he calmly dealt with it, neither arrogant nor impatient.

After exchanging greetings, Fang Baiyu asked everyone to sit down and discuss countermeasures.

At the same time, in the headquarters of the Shinto League responsible for the ground attack, the senior officials of various ethnic groups gathered together and frowned as they watched the battle report.

There were six people in the room, Leng Zhengyang, the great emperor of the God Clan, Su Qianxing of Fengqing Palace, two old men from Baidi City and Shenwumen, and two great emperors from the Ghost Clan and the Corpse Clan.

The six people present, without exception, were all of the cultivation level of the Great Heavenly Emperor Martial Emperor, and it was these six people who were in charge of besieging Xinghuo City.

Compared with Starfire City, where only three great emperors sit in command, the strength of the Shinto League is more than doubled.

"Maple Leaf Lake, what do you guys think at this point?" Leng Zhengyang put down the battle report in his hand and said softly.

In Maple Leaf Lake, the elite army of the ghost clan was wiped out, and the four Martial Emperors were killed and three wounded. Among all the nodes of the battle, the casualties are the most severe, almost unbearable.

The Great Emperor of the Corpse Clan curled his lips and said with a smile: "Emperor Wu of the Ghost Clan is nothing more than that, he seems to be worse than my Corpse Clan."

A while ago, the corpse clan lost two Wu emperors, and the ghost clan elders on the opposite side laughed a lot.

Finding an opportunity, Emperor Wu of the Corpse Clan naturally went back with unceremonious irony.

The Great Emperor of the Ghost Clan snorted coldly and said, "That's Qinglong King Xiao Chen, even if it were you, there's nothing you can do about him."

"Stop arguing. From my point of view, this is a node. It's better to give up. The six of us can't get away from attacking Xinghuo City. The other little heavens are Martial Emperors. They are purely delivering food. As long as they take down Xinghuo City, he will If you don’t retreat, you have to retreat.”

Su Qianxing, Fengqing Palace, made a suggestion.

"By the way, when are the three thousand Martial Emperors of your Protoss ready to go out? As long as the Protoss is determined, the three thousand Martial Emperors can sweep the entire Clear Sky School together in an instant."

The old man in Baidi City said with a little dissatisfaction.

As soon as these words came out, the great emperors of other races immediately looked at Leng Zhengyang. Relying on the power of faith, the Protoss claims to have three thousand gods, all of whom have the strength of Emperor Wu.

Although the strength of those who become emperors by faith is relatively weak, but there are so many of them, and they attack at the same time, even the Supreme Being is afraid to watch.

Leng Zhengyang said with a straight face: "That's my god clan's hole card, how can I move it easily. I heard that the corpse clan has fed hundreds of emperor-level devil zombies for tens of thousands of years. Why are there no corpses?" The clan took it out. There is also the demon soul army of the ghost clan, and the holy beast totem of the Three Holy Lands, but none of them have been used by you."

No one is stupid, each family has a strong hole card, but it will definitely not be easily used in the Haotianzong battlefield that has not yet bottomed out.

Once the hole cards of each family are gone, what will be damaged is the luck of the entire clan. If something goes wrong, the clan may be in danger of being wiped out.

The atmosphere in the venue became a little awkward. It can be seen that although the Shinto League is strong, the various races and forces may not be of one mind.

They have reservations about each other, and each has their own small calculations.

"Hmph, anyway, your God Race is the strongest, and this Divine Dao League is also gathered by your God Race. In this war, it is up to you to contribute more." The Emperor of the Corpse Clan said coldly.

Su Qianxing smoothed things over and said: "Don't mention this matter. Anyway, we little people can't really make a decision. Even if Brother Leng wants to use more power from the God Race, I'm afraid that no one will have to get the consent of the God Emperor. We It's all the same."

The resistance of differences still comes from the fact that Haotianzong is too difficult to crack.

With the current power in the hands of the great emperor present, it is really difficult to break through the ninth circle. Continuing to fight, I am afraid that the loss will become greater and greater, and the fall of every Emperor Wu will make people feel distressed.

"My Shinto League is so strong, breaking through the opponent's nine-fold formation, the Clear Sky School is about to be destroyed. Why do you guys, the more you fight, the less confident you are?"

At this moment, a clear voice sounded from outside the room, and Di Wuque walked in with Tianyouxi, San Shengzi, Xing Jue and Xie Zixuan.

He is radiant, with a smile on his face, and confidence in his brows.

"See Son of God."

In the room, many great emperors stood up and said quickly.

"You don't need to be too polite. I am here with orders from the leader and the deputy leaders. The decisive battle is coming soon. No matter how stubborn the Clear Sky School is, they will inevitably die." ( )