Chapter 380 The Saint takes action
Wu Shaochen stared at the dozen figures in the sky, frowning,
If these more than ten immortal-level experts are not dealt with, it would be a fool's errand to defend Baize City.
However, with more than ten immortal levels, even if he goes up there, he will be beaten to the ground...
Fortunately, at this moment, more than twenty figures flew out from the direction of Baize City and stopped in front of the immortal-level powerhouse of the Nether Clan.
"Huh...these main city guardians finally took action!"
Wu Shaochen breathed a sigh of relief, it would be easy as long as someone helps...
"Nether Clan, you have attacked Baize City so blatantly, have you thought about the consequences?" an immortal-level guardian said angrily.
"Haha, the consequence? The consequence is that from now on, Baize City will belong to my Nether Clan." The Nether Clan Immortal laughed.
"Huh, that's just nonsense!"
"Then try it!"
The two sides started fighting immediately after a disagreement, and suddenly all kinds of terrifying skills were flying everywhere...
The Nether Clan originally had 20 immortal-level warriors, but Wu Shaochen had just killed three of them, and now there are only 17. However, there are 23 immortal-level guardians on the Baize City side. In terms of numbers, the Baize City side has a complete victory.
However, the strength of the Nether Clan's fairy-level warriors is stronger than these main city guardians. This is mainly because the Nether Clan's talent can continuously restore blood, so that these fairy-level guardians cannot completely suppress their opponents.
The fighting between the two sides was extremely fierce...
The aftermath of the battle caused heavy casualties to the players below and the Netherworld army...
Everyone quickly dispersed, leaving a huge open space for them to fight...
"Damn it, this damage can't be all immortal level..."
"I'm sure, haven't you seen them flying in the air?"
"MD, 17 Immortal Levels, if these NPCs weren't here, we could just declare surrender!"
"Hey, the existence of this level is simply not something that players can compete with at this stage! Maybe only the dusty gods can compete."
At this time, Wu Shaochen couldn't help but frowned as he looked at the two sides fighting inextricably...
"These fairy-level guardians are not very powerful..."
Shaking his head, Wu Shaochen fanned his fantasy feathers and rushed directly to the battlefield in the sky...
An immortal-level guardian saw Wu Shaochen approaching and said quickly: "Adventurer, you are not allowed to participate in a battle of this level. You should stop the Netherworld army below!"
Wu Shaochen rolled his eyes and said to himself: "If you could work harder, I wouldn't be too lazy to be such a standout..."
After taking a look at the guardian, Wu Shaochen said directly: "Leave this to me, you go help others."
"You? Stop making trouble. You adventurers are still far behind in terms of strength. Get down quickly!" the fairy-level guardian said angrily.
Wu Shaochen didn't bother to pay attention to him, and an instant kill appeared behind the Nether Tribe strongman. The instant kill triggered 3 times the attack and critical hits...
-10765842 (3 times attack, critical hit!)
The appearance of this damage directly made the fairy-level guardian who was about to say something widen his eyes with a look of disbelief on his face...
Feeling Wu Shaochen's terrifying damage, the Nether Clan immortal also transferred his hatred to Wu Shaochen, and shot a ray of Netherworld light towards Wu Shaochen...
Wu Shaochen activated Absolute Dodge to dodge, and then followed closely behind him, Killing God crazily beckoning at the opponent with hand speed that made it difficult to see...
Without the space-time domain, he cannot fight against several immortal-level experts at the same time, but he is still worthy of fighting against one alone.
With his current damage, it is definitely very fatal to the immortals, especially the Nether Clan.
The two sides fought together instantly, leaving the fairy-level guardian aside.
After being confused for a while, the fairy-level guardian finally shook his head with a wry smile and flew directly towards another battlefield. He was really not needed here...
"The great god from the dust is so fucking awesome, he can directly defeat the immortal-level powerhouse!"
"That's right, he is dusty!"
"Hey, when will I have the strength of the great God Chen Feng!"
"You? Don't ever think about it again in this life..."
The battle above is in full swing, and the battle below is equally fierce...
Because Wu Shaochen's shadow disillusionment almost wiped out the remaining Netherworld generals and Netherworld commanders in the Netherworld army.
Without the Netherworld Warmaster and Netherworld Warlord, the pressure on the players was greatly reduced, and the advancement of the Netherworld army was abruptly blocked, and the battle entered a stalemate...
Although players are dying at an extremely terrifying rate, the Netherworld army is also dying.
Players can be resurrected after death, so every death in the Netherworld army means one less player.
In addition, the number of players is much greater than that of the Netherworld Army, so as long as the players are not afraid of death and continue to spend this time, it may be possible to hold on in the end.
However, just when everyone saw hope, three figures appeared again behind the Nether Clan and flew towards them at extremely fast speeds...
When they saw these three figures, Wu Shaochen and the immortal guardians who were still fighting were shocked, and then they immediately broke away from the battle and retreated quickly!
"Three! Saints!!!"
Everyone's faces were extremely ugly, and their hearts sank to the bottom...
The three figures were extremely fast and arrived in front of everyone in an instant...
"grown ups!"
Many immortals from the Nether Clan quickly saluted, and then looked at the immortals in Baize City with mocking expressions.
At this moment, a figure rushed out of Baize City in an instant, and came to everyone's side in a few flashes...
"Old Huang!"
All the immortals saluted...
This is the holy guardian of Baize City. He will not appear until the moment of life and death in Baize City.
However, it was now a matter of life and death, so even if he knew that the opponent had three saint-level experts, Mr. Huang still came out without hesitation...
"Haha, are you the only saint in Baize City? The strength of the human race in the Holy Light Continent is really getting worse and worse..." A saint-level strongman from the Nether Tribe looked at Huang Lao and laughed...
"Hmph, you are attacking Baize City with such a big fanfare. Are you not afraid of the first-level main city?" Huang Lao snorted coldly.
"Haha, what can we do if we know? Once we get the core of the main city and open the passage to the Netherworld continent, what can the first-level main city do to our Netherworld clan?" the Netherworld Saint said arrogantly.
"Huh, I won't let you succeed!" Mr. Huang said with a gloomy face.
"It's just you!?" The Netherworld Saint sneered and said to the two people around him: "Let's go together and deal with this old man first!"
"good!"
Three figures rushed directly towards Mr. Huang...
Huang Lao quickly took out a scroll and crushed it directly. Then the five figures suddenly disappeared from the place, leaving a group of immortals looking at each other...
At this time, five figures suddenly appeared in a special space. Except for Mr. Huang, the other four people looked confused...
"Hey, old man, why did you bring me in!?"
At this moment, Wu Shaochen had ten thousand grass and mud horses rolling around in his heart. He didn't expect that he could be shot even if he was standing next to him. This old man actually pulled him into this space...
"These are three saint-level experts. If you want to die, don't get involved with me!"
"Little friend, help me, only your poison can restrain these Netherworld people, otherwise even if I risk my life, it will not help!" Huang Lao pleaded.
"Hey, please understand, these are three Saints. How can I help you with a small Immortal?" Wu Shaochen said speechlessly.
"My little friend, you are being humble. I saw you clearly killing three immortals in the rear just now. How can your strength be measured by the immortal level? Moreover, you adventurers will only lose one level if you die.
What's there to be afraid of?" Mr. Huang said with a smile.
"...."
"This old guy definitely has a voyeuristic habit!" Wu Shaochen secretly slandered.
"What's the benefit of me helping you!"
Now that we have been pulled in, we have no choice but to take action. We can only maximize our benefits!
Mr. Huang glanced at the three saints across from him, sighed and said: "If... I can still live, I will take you to a place that you adventurers dream of..."
Wu Shaochen's eyes lit up. The other party's words immediately aroused his interest. These were the words of the saint-level guardian of the main city. Without even thinking about it, that place definitely has super benefits...
"Okay, deal! Don't die!"
Chapter completed!