"Listen to everyone in the Zou family, the direction of the volcano behind the Zou family is in a hurry, and now everyone is heading to the volcano to rescue." Zou Xiong gave a loud order to the heavy troops guarding the front gate.
"Yes." Although most people only followed Zou Xiong's orders, a small number of people expressed their doubts.
A child of the Zou family walked out and asked with confusion, "The Third Young Master, now I give up the direction of the gate. If the enemy attacks, our Zou family will be driven straight by the enemy, so why not leave some people to guard it. Let's go here..."
"Ba." Zou Xiong jumped up like a needle on his butt, and slapped the Zou disciple viciously: "Bastard, what do you listen to you or me? I'll say everything Retreat and go to support my brother, but I heard that it was not."
"Yes..." The Zou family clapped half of his red and swollen face, retreated with resentment, and followed the others quickly towards the volcano behind.
As soon as more than 2,000 mecha divisions of the Zou family retreated, an army of hundreds of people immediately appeared in the direction of the Zou family gate.
All of these people were wearing hats, making it difficult for them to see their true faces.
Seeing that the army's formation was all purple, Zou Xiong's eyes suddenly lit up.
It appeared so timely and had such a lineup. Except for the Tower of Gods and Demons, it seems that no other force can send out such a lineup.
Zou Xiong immediately changed into a smiley face, greeted him happily, bent down and bowed, "You are the high priests, I have been waiting for you for a long time, please follow me."
Zou Xiong's charming look was like these people were his own fathers.
However, Zou Xiong is doing something to betray his own father now. If he treats others like his own father, others should be more careful.
"What's wrong with everyone? Why don't you go?" Zou Xiong had just walked a few steps and found that these people were standing still and did not follow. He couldn't help but ask strangely.
"Zou Xiong, your father gave you one last chance, but unfortunately, you still don't know how to cherish..." A voice said softly, and that tone seemed to sigh, "It's not worth it for Zou Bolang."
Zou Xiong immediately showed a look of horror: "Who are you?"
The man in charge took down the hat and showed a beautiful and elegant face.
Zou Xiong always felt that this person had never seen him. After thinking about it carefully, he immediately remembered the candidate who was a disciple when Zou Wei recruited a son-in-law.
Nangong Yurong.
Zou Xiong knew something was wrong, so he turned around and ran away immediately.
"I want to escape, die." Nangong Yurong waved his left hand, and a purple talisman paper quickly flew out, turning into a thousand-armed mantis, and pounced towards Zou Xiong.
Zou Xiong felt the danger behind him and immediately came out in full arms. While escaping, he wrapped his whole body with armor.
"Oh my god, do you think you have become a turtle and you can't deal with you." Qian'an Mantis cursed and stopped in front of Zou Xiong. Countless sharp arm tips stabbed towards Zou Xiong. .
Even though Zou Xiong was covered with armor, his eyes, ears and mouth were still exposed.
The dense arm blade tip pierced out frantically. Although most of it was blocked by armor, several pierced into Zou Xiong's eyes and directly pierced Zou Xiong's head in his mouth.
"Ah," Zou Xiong screamed, his big mouth was fixed in its original place and could not close it any longer.
After plopping, Zou Xiong's body fell to the ground, his eyes straightened and his face twisted. He could not die anymore.
Nangong Yurong used talisman paper to put Zou Xiong's body in the space, and sighed and shook his head: "You have a father who cares about you so much, why are you still so ignorant?"
Nangong Yurong remembered her father. Some people are really born in blessings and do not know how to be blessed.
Just a little sighed. When Nangong Yurong knew that she was sad, she immediately calmed down and shouted loudly: "Guard the gate and prevent any enemy from entering."
"yes."
This group of purple-level strong men was the main force that Nangong Yurong gathered with the Digan Sect, the three major forces of Haotian Sect and the Tang Family. Ling Xiao handed over the defense of the Qianmen to the coalition forces of these three sects.
With Nangong Yurong in the team, and Nangong Yuzhuo acted as the commander and staff officer, Ling Xiao was quite relieved.
Ling Xiao and Yue Xianan, who stood in confrontation, received news at the same time. In the first encounter, it seemed that Yue Xianan had the upper hand.
The only thing Yue Xianan lost was the death of Zou Xiong.
"Zou Bolang, you are really willing to do it." Yue Xianan sneered at Zou Bolang: "You replaced the crystal you used to contact your son and me with the one you used to contact you, and then as soon as he sent a message, your people would be in contact with you Come up, it's a good plan."
Zou Bolang couldn't understand what Yue Xianan was saying at all, and looked shocked. Yue Xianan knew that he had recognized the wrong partner, and sneered and said sneer: "So, it's your fault again."
Ling Xiao retorted: "I don't believe that you will really hand over such an important task to Zou Xiong on the attack of the front door. Like Zou Bo and Yao Heng, he is just a tool you use to attack the head of the Zou family. ”
Yue Xianan did not comment, but he was considered a default: "Ling Xiao, you have lost in the direction of Volcano. Now, our subordinates will fight another battle in the front door. Let's continue to wait and see."
"Oh, is that?" Ling Xiao looked calm: "Okay, then let's watch."
In the front door of the Zou family, Nangong Yurong and his group had just finished stationing, and tens of thousands of soul masters in blue soul guard clothing came over.
Nangong Yurong looked cold and waved: "Go."
Hundreds of purple-level soul masters didn't say much, and they sacrificed their soul chains one by one, using their soul power to attack the blue soul guards.
Thrilling... The purple light in the sky pounced on the tens of thousands of blue soul guards, and with the thunderous momentum, it blew the thousands of blue soul guards who rushed to the front into blood mist.
Those guys were fearless and had just died of more than a thousand companions, and the remaining nine thousand people continued to rush forward at high speed.
Nangong Yurong's face darkened, and she always felt something was wrong in her heart, but she just couldn't figure it out.
The hundreds of purple-level soul masters continued to attack and killed more than a thousand blue soul guards, but at this time, the remaining nearly eight thousand blue soul guards were only two hundred meters away from Nangong Yurong and the others.
If you launch a soul attack again, the activate speed will definitely be too late.
"So they want to fight in close combat." Nangong Yurong saw through the intentions of these Blue Soul Guards. However, even in the melee, eight thousand blue-level and eight hundred purple-level and they seemed to have no advantage.
"Be careful, these people seem to be soul-leaving bodies." Someone in Haotian Sect recognized the origin of these 8,000 blue-level blue soul guards, and everyone couldn't help but change their faces.
The power of the soul-leaving body does not lie in their personal combat power, but in their overall situation, and in their painlessness.
What made Nangong Yurong even more heartbroken was that the soul-living body seemed to be a puppet with Haotian Sect's specialty. What does it mean when it appears here at this time?
Without having time to think too much, looking at the soul-leaving blue soul guard who had already approached, Nangong Yurong could only grit his teeth and force two words out of his mouth: "I'll fight."
Knowing the power of the Soul-Leaving Body, more than 800 purple-level powerful men also wrapped up in a ball and rushed into the group of Soul-Leaving Body.
Their support and complement each other's shortcomings left the more than 8,000 Blue Soul Guards surrounding them helpless.
These purple-level powerful men stood in a circle, and the people standing inside the circle passed all their soul power to the people standing outside the circle, forming a purple circular aperture arc.
As long as the blue soul guards rushed forward, the circular aperture arc would emit soul power, blasting these soul-leaving bodies into blood mist.
Moreover, because Nangong Yurong and other purple-level soul masters stood in a circle and reduced the attack area, these soul-leaving bodies could not play to their group advantages.
If you want to fight for your soul power, the eight hundred purple level is not afraid of the eight thousand blue level.
"Brother, it's time for us to take action." Seeing that the two sides entered a temporary confrontation, Nangong Yurong said to Nangong Yuzhuo beside him.
The blushing Nangong Yuzhuo nodded: "Okay."
The two brothers leaped lightly, jumped directly above the gate of the Zou family, and looked down at the battlefield below.
The two of them took out two handfuls of paper talismans from the storage space. The batch of paper talismans were all purple.
The two brothers looked at each other, nodded, and said nothing more, and threw the purple talisman paper in their hands away.
Suddenly, purple talisman paper flew wildly all over the sky.
These talisman papers emit purple light, which are connected to each other in the sky, connecting them into a piece, turning the sky above the gate of the Zou family into a purple sky.
In the purple sky, purple clouds rolled and surged, and countless mad thunders with purple flames were quickly rubbed out.
Crack and crackle... lightning and thunder, countless violent thunder mixed with purple flames hit, as if a thunder and lightning rain was coming.
A series of crazy thunders as thick as a child's arms hit the bodies of the soul-leaving bodies. The crazy thunder smashed their bodies, and the purple fire burned their bodies to ashes in the next moment.
Within just a few seconds, more than 8,000 Blue Soul Guards' souls were wiped out.
"The ultimate talisman paper array of the Digan Sect, the purple fire thunder..." Yue Xianan looked at the direction of the front door of the Zou family and murmured to himself: "The two little kids in the Nangong family are willing to spend a lot of money."
To arrange such a formation, thousands of purple-level talisman paper are required.
For the Diganmen, there are only a few dozen pieces of purple-grade talisman paper produced in a year.
The two brothers threw away this, which was a waste of all the savings of the Earth Kan's family for more than ten years. No wonder Yue Xianan said that the Nangong Yuzhuo brothers were willing to spend a lot of money.
"You won the front door." Yue Xianan came to his senses and looked at Ling Xiao calmly: "I'm just curious why the elites in your Xihe City have not appeared yet."
Ling Xiao sneered: "No, they are just waiting for the silver-helmet man under your hands."