In the reversal of the rhythm of the war, the Demon Palace camp had the initiative to counterattack.
This grassroots united resistance army against the powerful and powerful forces of Xian Ting has opened. Xian Ting and Wan Jianzong forces, under the command of the two supreme Emperors of Xian Di and Wan Jianzong, are mobilizing soldiers and horses to defend in Xian Ting. Around the central fairy palace of Mengxing. Seven lines of defense were formed to deal with the countless war boats in the Demon Palace camp that is about to crush the territory and the monster beasts with huge combat power against the sky.
Three hundred-mile-long super-large golden warships stood full of soldiers holding immortal weapons with solemn expressions, and three golden flags fluttered in the wind. The eagle flag of the Eel Palace, the dragon flag of the Demon Palace, and the white giant tiger totem flag of the Sanxian Alliance. Leading the three armies of war boats, soldiers and countless monsters to advance to the magnificent Immortal Palace.
The three giant war boats walked side by side, and the dim void wind whirled in a far detour with howling noises passing the hull of the three leading battle boats of the war boat group.
Under the leadership of Yang Bo, the demon palace camp sent more than two billion troops northward, crossing the galaxy to the Immortal Emperor Palace and counterattacking the cruel and enslaving immortal beings of the immortal world for hundreds of millions of years.
The pressure of the army made the vicissitudes of life, profound, mysterious and magnificent Immortal Palace complex. The first ring-shaped defensive formation of Xian Ting was activated by Xian Emperor Cang Hong Xiaotian's gloomy handsome face. The dazzling multicolored gods of heaven and earth hide in the dazzling array of killing every step.
Yang Bo raised his hand to make a fist, and the group of war boats stopped in the air amidst the roar. The soldiers stood upright on the battle boat with solemn expressions like a benchmark, waiting for the command of the emperor, the commander-in-chief of the counterattack Xian Ting. This battle is divided into three echelons according to the military strategy of the ancestor and grandson of the Pharaoh Star Longshuo in Yang Bo. The first battle echelon is a billion monster beasts gathered by the huge stars of the fairy world in response to the demon king's order. The Xianzun anaphase monsters who transformed into open minds started operations as the command of these monsters. The second battle echelon is the one-billion soldiers of the Immortal Realm Sanxian Alliance led by Yang Bo’s father-in-law Taihong Xiaofeng, and the third echelon is the 500 million combined army led by Fang Lingmei of the Demon Palace and Emperor Yang Bo.
Yang Bo loosened his fist and raised an index to the sky, indicating that the million giant monster beasts of the first echelon who had never opened up their minds attacked the first multicolored defensive formation of Xianting from the front of the north.
Millions of monsters that were as big as a small mountain and had not yet developed their wits, their eyes breathed fire with an unending will, spreading their huge figure or wings towards the first multicolored defensive formation of Xianting and swooping down.
The first wave of a million undeveloped fairy beasts had just entered the colorful brilliance of the formation, and was swept by a million torrents of colorful fairy lights released by the millions of immortal monks who cast spells in the large formation.
Outside the first fairy courtyard, the giant monster beast cultivated during the million immortal chapters of the monster dare to death camp was squeezed into its flesh by the torrent of colorful energy counterattacked by the millions of immortal courtyards, making an earth-shattering explosion. The blood mist filled the battle space of thousands of miles in an instant, and the blood spirit hiding above the void controlled the blood cloud island and quietly swallowed the blood in the evil smirk.
The first wave of tentative shocks directed by Yang Bo was declared defeated. He decisively raised his right hand and held a fist high, and the flag of the army warship was fluttering, and all the soldiers holding fairy weapons and blood red eyes waiting for the commander's command would dive and kill.
Yang Bo glanced left and right, his divine sense released his gaze and locked it on the first circular formation of the Immortal Emperor's Palace a hundred miles below the sky, and stared at the eyebrows: "Father-in-law, Meier, what good do you have for breaking this formation?"
The well-informed silver-haired shawl leader of the Sanxian Alliance, Tai Hong Xiaofeng, stared at the formation and said, "This formation is called the Wucai Killing Formation. It is the first line of defense for the entire seven-star formation. There are five small formations in the formation. Countlessly connected together. Each formation eye is controlled by a monk with a cultivation level of not less than Xianzhang stage, and the five elements in the formation eye are used to release powerful killer moves. If the formation eye's controller is not killed, this formation will be difficult. Break it? Unless?"
"Uncle Xiaofeng, unless what?" Fang Lingmei, the demon emperor, asked with wide open eyes and slightly frowned eyebrows, looking at the first multicolored formation of the fairy court forces below.
Yang Bo also looked curiously and looked sideways at his father-in-law, Xiaofeng Immortal Emperor, waiting for the next step.
"Unless a cultivator with bloodlines releases a magical bloody realm to consume their blood, this formation can be broken, but if a strong blood cultivator enters the range of this colorful power, it will inevitably be attacked and killed by the formation. Entering the formation and breaking through the skin of the person in charge of the formation eye, the blood cannot overflow, and the strong blood repair cannot swallow the blood. This is also the biggest problem?" Xiaofeng Immortal Emperor Silver Hair Flying Dancing looked at the bottom with a lot of solemn expression.
Hearing about the powerful blood cultivation Yang Bo, he thought of the evil brother of Blood Spirit. The last time they cooperated to fight the Emperor Hanfeng, the apprentice of Sect Master Wanjian Sect, the thrilling process can be vividly remembered.
At this moment, when the blood spirit was comfortably devouring the blood qi of a million untransformed monsters, his right eyelid suddenly jumped wildly, a bad premonition surged into his heart, and the blood qi leaked out of his body while absent. Yang Bo and Xue Ling belong to the inheritance of the eel god, and the fact that others can't smell it doesn't mean that he can't feel it. A faint familiar blood fell from the void. Yang Bo smirked and said, "Blood Spirit, my brother, who eats so many unclean blood qi, is not good for your future cultivation? Hey?"
The figure was exposed, and the blood spirit exhaled a sullen breath and opened his eyes: "Yang Bo, you stinky boy has you everywhere, look at the eel gods, you need help from this seat, but let’s say it first, besides helping me Refining pure blood essence with Thunder River, I am also interested in the smell of the dragon blood bead on your body?"
"I want to refine the hemorrhagic essence and also need the Saint Treasure Dragon Blood Bead on my body? The blood spirit is not in your mind, right?" Yang Bo preached dissatisfiedly.
"Smelly boy, you don't want to get rid of the colorful formation below. This is a fair deal for us. Don't pull it down, say goodbye." The evil spirit smiled and retreated as the way forward.
Knowing that this evil guy scammed himself, Yang Bo could only helplessly smile and shook his head and replied in a deep voice: "Wait, I will release the thunder and lightning to open a channel, and release the thunder and lightning to break through the skin of the cultivator's eye, and the rest will be handed over. I'm here, you guys have to be on full attendance, do you know?"
"Understood, long-winded." The evil spirit smiled and said in response.
Yang Bo and Xue Ling discussed the plan to break the formation, and glanced left and right to lock down the formation method and said: "Father-in-law, Meier, wait for me and the brother of Xue Xiu to break the formation. "
The Immortal Emperor Xiaofeng of the Sanxian Alliance and Fang Lingmei, the demon emperor, were surprised and worried.
After Yang Bo arranged it, he flew up, a dazzling colorful divine light flashed, and a colorful divine dragon protruded from the divine light with a house-sized dragon head, and the dragon eye looked down on the colorful array below with unangered and majestic majesty, four The colorful dragon claws release the magical light of speed and strength, stepping on the four dragon yuan raging fires. Domineeringly wearing the emperor crystal's pale golden dome shield, and a fifty-foot dragon body, driving a tens of thousands of miles of thunder and lightning, the immortal emperor-level thunder pressure of Hanoi is pressing down towards the formation below.
A river of blood overturned in the void, keeping a proper up and down distance from the river of thunder and lightning, lasing close to the first formation.
Immortal Emperor Canghong and Sect Master Wanjian, who were sitting in the Immortal Emperor Palace, were shocked when they saw this scene. Sect Master Wan Jianzong's silver hair was automatically overflowed from the body by the sword qi from the body.
The immortal emperor Cang Hong Xiaotian was emptiness and ethereal, but his stature was expressionless and calmly said: "No hurry."
Yang Bo’s river of thunder and lightning, with the pressure of thunder penalty and violent lightning, envelops Lei Ling and the master’s supreme spiritual will, unleashing a peerless lightning bolt, rumbling, and smashing into the formation unceremoniously. On the colorful gods of law. Suddenly dissolve the multicolored killing array attack energy that millions of cultivators have excited in their eyes.
After the shield of the formation cracked, there was a shocking explosion, exposing a hundred-mile-wide leaky passage, and the thunder and lightning drove straight in, ruthlessly sweeping the monks in the eyes of the formation. The thunder and lightning pierced their fully defensive skin, causing their blood to leak, and a terrifying river of blood raged in all directions in the evil and ferocious grin of blood. Under the unmatched swallowing power of the blood river, the blood gas is transformed into crystals through the long river of thunder and lightning and becomes the delicacy in the bloody mouth of the blood spirit.
In order to prevent the leakage of energy from harming the soldiers and relatives and friends of the host camp, the ice crystal tower flew out of Yang Bo under the command of the water spirit, and released an ice crystal barrier at high altitude to block the impact of dangerous explosive energy from radiation.
The seven-star array on Yang Bo's chest releases the terrifying billions of silver stars on the Xingsha line to help the master cleanse the monk Xianting who is hiding in the dark and the lucky array eye controller. "Perhaps you are very innocent. I blame you for choosing the wrong camp." Yang Bo comforted himself as he looked at the brutal and brutal picture below.
Ten days of continuous coverage attacks, Xianting’s first multicolored killing array was broken, and the Xianting and Wanjianzong monks who had tens of thousands of fighting against the Demon Palace camp had no one’s life, and the blood in the body had all become a delicacy in the mouth of the ferocious and evil blood. . The blood spirit in the void controlled the bloody fascination and the thicker and deeper blood cloud leisurely swallowed the remnants of blood in the sky and the earth.
Standing in the ruins and ashes-filled first formation space of 100,000 miles, Yang Bo raised his eyes and stared at the second black misty fairyland defensive formation in the north of a million miles, with his right hand raised up. One wave before. With the joy of winning the first battle, the war boat group of more than two billion monster palace camp soldiers and giant monsters slowly advanced toward the place where the commander-in-chief Eel Emperor Yang Bo stood.
The roar of the war boat group was earth-shaking. After fifteen breaths, they lined up and hovered over Yang Bo's head with a fist held high. Waiting for the next combat instructions.
The demon emperor Fang Lingmei saw that her husband Yang Bo took back all means to restore the human form, followed Uncle Taihong Xiaofeng, flew down to Yang Bo's side and stood there. The three with triumphant smiles under the leadership of Yang Bo celebrated the victory with the earth star, and shook hands with each other. Indicates hard work.
The commander-in-chief of the three armies shook hands and said joyously.
The monsters who had never developed their minds danced excitedly around the group of war boats.
Under the prestige of the combined army of the Demon Palace, the Xianting guards and soldiers in the second defensive formation a million miles away were terrified. The military spirit began to shake.