But no matter how shameful they were, they were unable to turn the world back, so they could only watch the temple warriors die one by one under siege...
The number of Weishan troops is increasing, and the advantages are becoming more and more obvious. As the surrounding mountains collapse one after another, the battlefield is constantly expanding, even the four heavenly kings feel powerless.
It takes a large number of mountain peaks to be collapsed to accommodate the Weishan tribe. How many soldiers does this young man have?
It wouldn't be that all the tribal warriors in the Black Mountain Realm surrendered to him? Many powerful people in the Lingkong Realm had incredible thoughts.
Their impression of the Weishan tribe is still at the level of millions of warriors, and they have no idea. Because of the coercive relationship between the Temple Envoy at the beginning, the other nine tribes surrendered to Xu You one after another, and the soldiers of the army quickly expanded to ten
More than twice.
Seeing the dark heads reaching hundreds of miles in length, it is simply crowded with people. Such many warriors may be exhausted and lenient even if they stand and keep killing.
Finally, after the arrival of the fiftieth group of millions of troops, the Weishan tribe finally stopped endless reinforcements.
But at this time, the four chief elders of the temple could no longer relax, their faces were extremely stiff, and their 50 million troops were wearing black poisonous iron equipment. What is this?
This means that even if all the monks in the temple were dispatched except the Holy Ancestor, plus the martial resources and various spiritual treasures accumulated over thousands of years, they would definitely not be the opponent of the Weishan Tribe.
It would be fine if it was just a simple army of 50 million, but with black poisonous iron armor, it could gather the power of ten thousand people to create the artistic conception of poison. These 50 million army were tigers armed to the teeth, enough to tear the temple to pieces.
"It seems that I'm really wrong. I originally thought it was just a game. I finally had a harder bone for us to chew. At the same time, I also hone our soldiers' hearts and treat the Weishan tribe as a grinding
Knife Stone, that's all. Unexpectedly, this whetstone was too hard. Not only did it not temper us, it sharpened our knives to the point of recognizing them."
Zhang Tianjing sighed and said, Feng Qingyundan's face finally showed a depressed expression. It was very difficult to make him admit failure, but now, the facts are right in front of him, and he couldn't do it if he wanted to admit failure.
The other three elders were silent. When they came to support, they thought that Zhang Tianjing was just making a big fuss, but now they saw the defeat of the temple with their own eyes, and they realized how powerful the Weishan tribe is.
Although their resources are far superior to the other party, and there are more senior monks than the other party, and they still have countless puppets and Lei Gang chariots, they become the De surname. Even if they are all old foxes, they can't help but feel guilty.
"It doesn't matter, it's just that we haven't judged the strength of the enemy, it doesn't mean that we have failed. We still have the Saint Ancestor who has not taken action. As long as any of the Saint Ancestor comes, we can easily determine the world. This junior cannot escape from us.
In the palm of the temple.” Ma Tianshu comforted.
Yun Tianyang nodded: "So, Lao Zhang, don't blame yourself easily. Our failure is just a temporary failure, and Xu You's victory is just a temporary victory."
Zhang Tianjing sighed, and the sadness on his face not only did not go away, but became heavier: "You are right, but what I am more worried about is that even if the Lord Saint Ancestor arrives, the Weishan Tribe will have a trump card to deal with it. We
What should I do?"
"Impossible, Brother Zhang is too worried." Fang Tianyun laughed in silence, "The Holy Ancestor is the world's top combat power, the powerful power of the spiritual law realm, and the spiritual light realm is two great realms, enough to sweep these juniors,
Not to mention anything else, even if the Holy Ancestor cannot kill so many troops, it would be easy to take the junior's head from at least tens of millions of people, right? As long as you catch Xu You, the Weishan Tribe army will be over."
"Not bad." Ma Tianshu nodded, "As long as the Holy Ancestor takes action, the war will end soon. No matter how good the equipment and the powerful joint attack formation are, they will never be able to defeat the huge gap in cultivation, and more importantly, all of these are Xu You.
If you make it by one person, as long as you catch him, the opponent's seemingly powerful lineup will be defeated without any attack."
Zhang Tianjing was silent for a while and said regretfully: "If I had known this, I would not have acted voluntarily. When there were fewer juniors, I should have started the beheading plan. If I had taken him down, I would not have had the trouble now.
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"What's the use of saying this now? His wings are already slaughtered, not something we can deal with." Yun Tianyang shook his head and said, "Now I can only hope that Lord Saint Ancestor will come sooner and end this battle sooner."
The four of them fell into silence together...
At this time, in the sky, most of the monks in the spiritual light realm of the temple had died, and a small half of the surrendered monks were immediately ordered to wear high-level black poisonous iron armor and counterattack the temple.
Of course, some idiots wore black poisonous iron armor and thought they could turn against each other with their support, but they suffered the backlash of armor on the spot. In a moment, they were corroded to ashes by the poison.
Seeing this scene, the surrendered temple monks realized that they could not play infernal affairs. Since they surrendered to the Weishan tribe, they could only work hard for the other party, otherwise they would have to die.
Only many Lingkong Realm powers are strong in combat and are still struggling to support them. However, each Lingkong Realm power has four to five combined attack formations that keep fighting and siegeing, which makes them breathe a little.
There is no machine.
In this way, even if a powerful person in the Lingkong Realm dies, it will be a matter of time before he dies.
On the ground, the Vajra puppet was almost gone, and the millions of them all turned into water splashes, swallowed by the Weishan tribe.
The poisonous artistic conception kept rising from the ground, and in conjunction with the attack formation, attacked the powerful monks in the temple, making their situation precarious and at risk of death at any time.
Many Lingkong powerhouses have even been poisoned and their faces are blue and black. They are just struggling to support themselves with their superb cultivation, but it is only a matter of time before they die.
"Ao..." The Weishan Tribe Army was in great spirit and reached its peak. It was able to defeat the legendary temple with one hand and was unparalleled to the morale of the army.
Boom!
Suddenly, the thunderbolt exploded, turning into countless unparalleled lightnings falling from the extremely high sky, covering several miles of range in an instant.
In an instant, a hell of lightning and raging lightning within a few miles was turned into a hell of lightning. Countless Weishan tribe warriors stood staggeringly in the lightning, unable to resist at all, and could only bear it.
The black poisonous iron armor was safe at first, but then it quickly became dark red, like a burned soldering iron, and then blue smoke came out, and finally exploded violently, and together with the soldiers inside, they were smashed to pieces.
The violent explosion swept across the surrounding area, forming an even more terrifying shock wave, causing a large number of Weishan soldiers to be blown away, lying motionless on the ground, and were actually shocked to death.
After a while, lightning was raging, and a large area was cleared from the spot, leaving nothing except the open space and endless ashes.
The battlefield was instantly paused, and even the warriors who were pursuing the temple cultivators couldn't help but stop and looked at the scene in horror.
Just one blow caused the death of tens of thousands of Weishan tribe warriors. The extremely hard black poisonous iron armor did not even have any resistance, and it was vulnerable.
Even the advanced Lei Gang chariot just now cannot cause such a destructive effect.
Xu You and other senior monks in Weishan also changed their faces and looked up at the sky.
A flash of lightning, three figures fell from the sky and stood in front of the temple cultivators.
They were three old men with white hair and beards, with a peaceful face, but they exuded endless power, as if they were three huge candles like Optimus Prime. Even in the battlefield of hundreds of miles, they were extremely dazzling among the millions of troops.
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Many powerful spirits in the spiritual realm were originally the most powerful existences on this battlefield, but compared with the three of them, they seemed as small as children and could be ignored directly.
"The great power of the spiritual realm." Xu You was shocked and blurted out.
From the three of them, he felt the familiar fluctuations of the aura. It was the power that Xu Yunzi had. It had reached the peak of the world and was in a state of indomitable strength.
In the spiritual realm, his own Taoist magic is similar to an immortal or a god. Although he is far less powerful than Xu Yunzi, he is already very close.
The temple is indeed profound. Even the saint ancestor in the spiritual realm will appear... He thought to himself.
"See Zhao Shengzu, Xu Shengzu, and Wang Shengzu." The temple cultivators took advantage of the stagnation of both sides and hurriedly got rid of the pursuit of Weishan Tribe, rushed back behind the three old men, and said respectfully in contempt and respectfully, with surprise in their voices.
Everyone was very calm in their hearts. Unexpectedly, the Holy Ancestor came, not one, but three. This was a situation that had never happened in a thousand years, because even in the temple, the Holy Ancestor rarely showed up.
Even if it appears, it is mostly just one.
Unexpectedly, three saints appeared in the battle against the Weishan tribe army. This shows that the real high-end power of the Temple has appeared, which also means that the Weishan army is about to end.
The war is about to end. No matter how arrogant, powerful, or powerful the Weishan tribe was before, as long as the Saint Ancestor takes action, no matter how many people they have, they will disappear.
And with just one blow, he killed tens of thousands of troops on the other side, which means that the three Saint Ancestors did not come alone, but carried the invincible army.
As long as this army comes out, no matter how many people there are in the Weishan tribe, they will be killed in a short time.
The four kings looked at me, I looked at you, and they walked forward together with dejectedness, half-kneeled down, and bowed down, saying, "The three saints, the subordinates were incompetent, not only failed to defeat the rebels, but also suffered heavy casualties, and even
He also asked the Holy Ancestor to punish him."
"For your affairs, let's talk about it after we quell the rebels. Let's get up first." The Holy Ancestor on the left said lightly, his face was neither sad nor happy, he could see any expression, and he had no emotional fluctuations. (To be continued.)