"It's fine if Senior Brother Su Yunke can't beat him. Uncle Ding is the Golden Immortal of Daluo, and he is not an opponent."
"How is this possible?"
"Let's go, go quickly! It's not advisable to stay here for a long time!"
All of these people were frightened and urged those who drove the bronze spacecraft to escape.
The driver of the bronze spacecraft was also frightened, and then he came to his senses and quickly entered the divine pattern to control the bronze spacecraft to leave.
boom!
Suddenly, the bronze spacecraft trembled violently, and Xiang Chen's body fell from the sky and landed fiercely on the bronze spacecraft. The huge bronze spacecraft swayed violently.
These outer disciples of the Ancestral Sect all looked at the terrifying monster that appeared in horror, and only felt that the other party's handsome face was even more terrifying than the devil.
Xiang Chen had no expression on his face and stepped hard on his feet.
boom--!
The entire bronze spacecraft roared and instantly smashed downward, hitting the ground below, shooting towards the mountain and sea realm, and the bronze flying boat fell directly outside the palace.
All the disciples above were thrown into turmoil and looked like Venus. Hundreds of outer disciples from the seventh realm of the heavenly being from the ninth realm were shocked and injured.
Xiang Chen was still disdainful to attack them personally, and ordered coldly: "They are yours."
Below, tens of thousands of Gold-Devouring Rat Warriors were already filled with hatred and anger. At this moment, they all shouted excitedly when they heard this, and then rushed towards these outer disciples of the Ancestral Sect one after another.
The prelude to the battle opened in a dense forest outside the royal city. The gold-eating rat warriors had already set up a net of heaven and earth, surrounding the disciples of the Ancestral Sect in the core area.
Although they are cute, they are as fierce as tigers and wolfs, and each gold-eating rat is flashing with a bloodthirsty red light.
"Kill!" With a command, the gold-eating rat warriors rushed towards the disciples of the An Sect like a tide. They were extremely fast and flexible in their movements, as if they were everywhere.
A gold-eating rat jumped up suddenly, and its sharp teeth rushed straight to the throat of the disciple of the Chan Cult. The other wrapped it from the side, and its sharp claws tore the disciple's sleeves.
Although the disciples of the Ancestral Sect's personal combat power is far better than that of the Gold-Devouring Rat, they also seem a little caught off guard under such a dense siege. They quickly formed a defensive formation, and the magic weapon and the aspiration light intertwined to form a barrier, trying to resist the crazy attack of the Gold-Devouring Rat.
"These little beasts dare to siege us!" A disciple of the Ancestral Sect snorted coldly, waved the magic weapon in his hand, and a golden light swept across, immediately overturning several gold-eating rats to the ground.
However, the Gold-Eating Rat Warriors did not retreat because of this. They quickly adjusted their tactics and clearly divided the labor.
Some were responsible for restraining the enemy, while the other was waiting for an opportunity to attack. Soon, more gold-eating rats rushed from all directions, forcing the disciples of the Ancestral Sect into a more dangerous situation.
Although the number of disciples of the Ancestral Sect is small, their personal combat power is indeed far greater than that of the Gold-Devouring Rat. They began to use spells they were good at, trying to turn the situation around.
A disciple turned the magic weapon in his hand and immediately condensed a huge vortex of spiritual light, sucking all the surrounding gold-eating rats into it.
The vortex rotated and accelerated, and the gold-eating rats tumbling and struggling in it, and finally turned into balls of golden light spots that dissipated.
"Break it for me!" Another disciple shouted angrily, and the magic weapon in his hand turned into a ray of training-like light, slashing straight towards the group of gold-eating rats. Suddenly, several gold-eating rats were hit by this light and turned into powder.
However, the number of gold-eating rats is too large. Even if they suffer heavy losses, they still charge continuously.
Although the disciples of the Ancestral Sect temporarily gained the upper hand, their magic power began to gradually be exhausted over time.
At this moment, the Gold-Eating Rat Warriors suddenly stopped their disorderly charge. They began to move in an orderly manner and gradually formed a huge circular formation on the battlefield.
As the formation improved, a powerful pressure began to spread.
"No! It's the Ten Thousand Rats and Sky-Devouring Array that dealt with Senior Brother Su Yunke before!" A disciple of the Ancestral Sect changed his face, "This is a big formation that can deal with the true immortals."
The moment the Ten Thousand Rats Sky-Devouring Formation was launched, the entire battlefield seemed to be shrouded in a golden fog of light.
The auras of the gold-eating rats began to merge, forming a terrifying force. Their attack speed suddenly increased, as if they transformed into countless golden lightnings, attacking the disciples of the Ancestral Sect from all directions at the same time.
Thirty thousand gold-eating rat soldiers surged like dark gold tides. General Silver Diamond Wind burst into blood light with one eye, and his spear roared: "Kan position turns into a shield, and Li position casts a spear!"
The ground instantly raised its black iron city wall, trapping more than 200 disciples of the Anarchy Sect in a metal cage of hundreds of feet in diameter.
"Create the Three Talents Sword Formation!" Li Mubai, a disciple of the green robe, crushed the jade talisman, and seven star swords appeared behind him.
However, the sword light did not rise, and the ground suddenly softened. Six rat soldiers burst out from the liquid metal, and their sharp claws wrapped around their ankles and dragged them down.
The rat soldiers in Kun position collectively cut their wrists, and blood sprinkled on the earth. The essence and blood penetrated into the earth's veins, and a million metal pointed cones suddenly pierced out within ten miles of the radius.
Liu Ruyan, a female cultivator of the Anhui Sect, sacrificed a glass bottle. Before the real water of the Tianhe River was poured out, it was sucked into rust by the gold-eating runes carved on the pointed cone.
"The Dui position is changed, and the sky fire burns the city!" The silver diamond wind steel fork pointed to the sky. A metal rainstorm suddenly fell above the head of the trapped disciple, and every drop of "raindrops" was a fire-free steel ball compressed to the extreme.
The outer disciple Chen Hao held up the Tai Chi diagram, but was overturned by the explosion air waves, and his right arm was embedded with scorching metal fragments.
Lu Jiuyuan, a disciple of the Ninth Level of Heaven and Man, stepped on the seven stars, and the sword edge pulled the shadow of the meteorite. Wherever the sword light passed, three hundred rat soldiers were vaporized, and the metal cage cracked into a crack.
The seven rat generals suddenly exploded their body, and their flesh and blood clotted into blood-colored chains and wrapped around their natal flying sword.
"The Xun position attracts wind!" The silver clay wind bleed with blood in one eye. The strong wind rolled up iron filings on the ground, forming a metal storm that enveloped the battlefield.
As soon as Zhou Mingyang, a disciple of the Eighth Level of Heaven and Man, summoned the golden bell to protect his body, he was polished into a hollow skeleton by the torrent of iron filings. The internal organs hang on the bell stand and jingle, which was extremely terrifying.
When countless outer disciples of the Anhui Sect died, the silver crayon long spear penetrated his palm and sacrificed blood.
Tens of thousands of rat soldiers roared in unison, and the wreckage of the same tribe who fell into the air was reorganized, condensing into a metal rat god hundreds of feet tall.
This statue holds the natal magic weapon of the fallen disciples in the left hand and the giant sword smelted with the ruins of the royal city in the right hand.
"Ten Thousand Rats Eat the Sky!"
The statue of the god waved his sword and slashed it down, and the shadow of Xiang Chen appeared on the sword body. Lu Jiuyuan's star sword formation shattered in response, and cracks appeared in the natal sword body.
Li Mubai burned his essence and blood and summoned the Zixiao divine thunder, but was swallowed by the statue's mouth. The lightning light was tempered into the metal internal organs and reflected back.
Liu Ruyan squeezed the Dantian and poured her lifelong cultivation into the glass bottle. The innate water essence turned into a huge wave, but was used by tens of thousands of rat soldiers before touching the statue.
The rat soldier struggling in the wave peak smirked and exploded his body, and every drop of blood turned into metal energy.
Although the disciples of the Ancestral Sect tried their best to resist, they seemed a little overwhelmed by this terrifying force. A disciple tried to break the formation, but was besieged by countless gold-eating rats and eventually fell into a pool of blood.
The battle entered a white-hot stage, and casualties on both sides continued to rise. Although the Gold-Eating Rat Warriors suffered heavy losses, their tenacity and cooperation also cost the disciples of the Ancestral Sect.
A disciple of the Ancestral Sect was besieged by several gold-eating rats. Although he cast the strongest spell, he still failed to escape. His body was dragged away by the gold-eating rats and turned into nutrients to replenish energy.
As time goes by, the magic power of the disciples of the Ancestral Sect has almost dried up. Although they are still struggling to hold on, they obviously cannot last for too long.
"Retreat!" A surviving disciple of the Ancestral Sect shouted, leading the remaining disciples to quickly break through.
However, how could the Gold-Eating Rat warriors let them go easily? Countless Gold-Eating Rats follow like shadows, chasing them reluctantly.
When the last sword light was extinguished, the metal statue knelt on the ground.
The silver crow wind's body hung between the eyebrows of the statue, and the spear in his hand nailed Lu Jiuyuan's body.
The battlefield was filled with rat corpses embedded with magic weapons fragments, as well as the remains of monks assimilated by metals. The flying sword of a disciple of the Ninth Level of Heaven and Man was inserted into the chest of the rat soldier, but the hilt was covered with rust rat hair.
In the end, in the fierce battle, the disciples of the Ancestral Sect were wiped out. Although the Gold-eating Rat warriors also suffered a lot, the humiliation made their will remain unwavering.
Their victory is not only for survival and revenge, but also for the rise of their own race.
After the battle, the battlefield was in chaos. The Gold-Eating Rat Warriors lay on the ground and gasped, their scars were covered in victory. This victory was hard-won.
In the distance, a shrill sound came from the sky, as if declaring the end of the war.