Chapter 3707 Cleaning Up

Ouch——

While he was talking, a muffled roar came from the abyss.

The abyss began to expand to both sides, the ground shook, and the entire world shook, as if it would collapse at any time.

The Two-Face clan members on the opposite side retreated unconsciously, all of them looking horrified. Maybe they had experienced it before and did not dare to face it. Some of the timid ones simply dropped their weapons and ran back. The rest of the brave ones could not help but tremble in their legs and feet.

"It seems that they know we are coming."

Sun Juan stared into the abyss and said with a smile, "Brother Zhou, get out of the way, we are about to start attacking here."

Zhou Shu looked slightly condensed, "Brother Sun, don't you need my help?"

Sun Juan said slowly, "Yes, yes, but Brother Zhou must obey my orders 100%, even if it means you die."

Zhou Shu smiled and stepped back, "Forget it."

"The foundation of military art is obedience. No matter how strong a person is, if he cannot obey orders, he is not suitable for military art and will not be able to join the Boling Army."

Sun Juan didn't look back and waved his hand, "Team one, team two and team three, prepare."

Thirty practitioners immediately stood up, strode to a few miles in front of the abyss, and stopped motionless.

At the same time, a layer of gray-blue mist spread out from the abyss. In the mist, a vague hand suddenly grasped the edge of the abyss, slowly climbed up, and soon broke out a head, as sharp as a mountain peak. The appearance is not very clear, only a pair of blood-red eyes are particularly obvious.

As soon as the monster appeared, it was so fierce that the air froze where it looked.

The two-faced clansmen who were still insisting could no longer stand it any longer, and fled back without their helmets and armor. At a glance, the plain was full of hurried figures.

The Boling Army facing the monster was just the opposite. None of the more than a thousand practitioners moved their positions, their expressions were as resolute as ever, and there was more fighting intent in their eyes. Murderous aura spurted out and gathered above their heads to form a thick red cloud. .

"One team to three teams, don't move, use tactics first."

"Teams four to nine, middle and top, tactics three, teams twenty-eight to thirty-five, middle and bottom, tactics seventeen."

"From the tenth team to the seventeenth team, on the left side, tactics nine, from the twenty-seventh team to the twenty-seventh team, on the right side, tactics twenty-one."

"Attack!"

Sun Juan raised a small blue flag and waved it hard.

The Boling Army behind them rushed over like a tide, only moving forward without retreating.

In an instant, explosions continued to sound, and hundreds of storm vortices rolled up in front of the abyss. The forces of law were everywhere, making it difficult to see clearly.

Zhou Shu stood behind the battlefield and watched very intently.

He has never seen this kind of monster before, and he can't even tell the difference between races, but a monster with a true divine shield that even the eighth sense cannot see through, no matter what it is, will definitely not be worse than a quasi-sage, and it can still enter The kind of quasi-sage who is in the top three hundred on the Tianji list.

That's right, that layer of gray-blue mist is probably the true god's shield.

Although it was his first time seeing it, he was basically certain that even if it wasn't, it was definitely something of the same level as the true divine shield.

The False God's Shield only protects the soul and so on from the outside world, while the True God's Shield protects everything. The monsters with the True God's Shield are like carrying the formation with them. Their defense and destructive power are ridiculously strong. It is almost impossible for a quasi-sage or an army to break it.

I wonder if Bolingjun can do it?

If he couldn't even break through the outer shield, it would be impossible to defeat or even kill this monster.

But after just watching it for a while, Zhou Shu felt that his worries were a bit unnecessary.

Although there are only a few dozen Hunyuan Golden Immortals attacking, Sun Juan's command is really good. He constantly mobilizes the monsters' actions and uses various strategies to attack in the east and west, take them by surprise, or wait for work, and he can focus on the most advantageous ones every time. Power, strike at the weakness or emptiness of the true god's shield. With good command, this group of Bo Ling troops are also outstanding. In more than a quarter of an hour, more than 300 practitioners made a total of almost 20,000 shots without a single mistake. , no practitioner uses the power wrongly, and every move is beneficial.

It is simply unbelievable, he really brought his military skills to the extreme.

As for the monster, although it has great strength and great defense, its IQ is still a lot lower.

It cannot be said that the Boling Army is sure of victory. After all, there is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides. It will take at least ten days to rely on these people to break the true god's shield. According to the current situation, the Boling Army dispatches more than 300 people to attack each time. The rest of the team rests and takes about four to five turns. If something goes wrong in the middle or someone fails to hold on, all efforts may be wasted.

Of course, with Sun Juan here, this possibility probably wouldn't happen.

After understanding the general situation, Zhou Shu withdrew his gaze, raised his hand to indicate, turned around and flew away.

He had to rush on his way and didn't have time to read any further. Of course, it was necessary to leave a soul behind.

"So fast, are you really not a saint?"

Xiao Su saw him coming up and flew over quickly, feeling excited and worried at the same time.

Zhou Shu smiled and said, "It's okay. I met an acquaintance, but not an enemy. Let's continue."

Xiao Su felt at ease, "That's good. What you said just now was really scary... No more, I'll rest and you take me."

Zhou Shu nodded, and the blue light flashed again and flew away into the distance.

Ten days later, the battle in Xiaozhongjie is still going on.

Sun Juan, who had always had a calm face, suddenly frowned. The blue token in his hand suddenly turned red, and his eyes also turned red.

"kill!"

At the same time as the command flag was waved, the true god cover on the monster suddenly shattered.

The time calculation was so accurate that Zhou Shu felt ashamed. After all, this was done by thousands of people, not a deduction in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"It's Aoyin."

Zhou Shu sighed in surprise when he saw the monster's true appearance.

Ao Yin is a kind of alien race from the heavens, with the blood of the demon clan, because it is the mutation of the first group of demon clan to leave the Xuanhuang Realm. They are small in number, have infinite strength, have no wisdom, like to eat vitality, and take the destruction of the world as their main purpose. happy.

Bang, bang.

There was a burst of noise.

More than a thousand cultivators were flashing red light, and they rushed in almost as soon as the true god's shield was shattered. Everyone in the team had a certain direction, and every magic weapon, every talisman, and every magic formula was in the most suitable position to attack. At that place, for a moment, Aoyin was shrouded in various lights, and the power of countless laws wrapped around him.

The roars kept coming, all from Aoyin. Even though the practitioner was seriously injured and died, he didn't make a sound.

Sun Juan watched calmly, giving orders from time to time and mobilizing troops to attack continuously. Even though the victory was determined, he did not relax at all.

About three hours later, Ao Yin roared and collapsed.

The practitioners at the edge of the abyss did not even look at the results of their battle. Without any pause, they quickly returned to their original positions. Their postures were still upright, their expressions were still resolute, only there was a little more blood on their faces.

Only those empty positions seemed a bit eye-catching.

Sun Juan turned around and said in a deep voice, "There is no more fighting. Everyone has recovered. Team 13 begins to collect the souls of the dead. One cannot be missing."

"yes!"

Ten people scattered around, holding strange magic weapons in their hands.

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