With his strong spiritual sense, Zhu Xuze sensed the number of the other party.
The number of armies of the Celestials, Bloods, and Ethereals is at least 20 million. The number of Celestials is small, only three million, and the rest are the armies of the Bloods and Ethereals.
But in terms of quality, the Celestials are the most terrifying.
Eight Marshals of the Apocalypse Realm, 260 Generals of the Cave God Realm, 100,000 Profound Physique Realm experts, and nearly three million soldiers of the Qi Cultivation Realm, this scale is enough to scare most monks into confusion.
In particular, the Celestial Human Race is also very good at combined attacks. Three marshals who are barely comparable to the super powers of the Dao state can fight back and forth with a veteran super power of the Dao state.
In addition, Emperor Yiden of the Blood Race, Emperor Hei Yiren, Emperor Sad Star of the Ethereal Race, and three super powers of the Dao Realm also appeared in the distance, releasing a mighty and terrifying power...
With top combat power alone, the Kyushu Allied Forces are at an absolute disadvantage!
Zhu Xuze knew that they could no longer retreat in this battle. If Nanchao City was destroyed, the Celestial-human army would be like wolves in a sheepfold. The massacre in Qiuguang City would be ten times, a hundred times larger. In every region of the Kyushu world!
Nanchao City, they must stick to it! !
Not only he understands this truth, but also every monk who fights side by side understands this truth. They have no reason to continue to retreat, this is already the last line of defense.
Zhu Xuze, as the commander of the Southern United Army of the Kyushu Realm, commanded nearly one-fifth of the monks in the Kyushu Realm, and the Vermilion Bird Sect almost dispatched the entire force of the sect, and many people died, and there are likely to be more dead in the future. people.
He couldn't help turning his gaze to the many soldiers behind him.
Among them, there are well-known monks in Kyushu, as well as people he is very familiar with.
Chen Xinran, Zhu Yuanzhou, Ji Yongfang, Mo Hai, Lan Yan, Yang Yuan...
They are all trustworthy and reliable comrades-in-arms, but in the next moment, maybe some of them will be buried in this great battle.
Zhu Xuze was touched in his heart, took a deep breath and said: "The next battle is related to the survival of the Kyushu Realm..."
"Swear to protect Kyushu to the death!" All the soldiers said in unison.
Zhu Xuze's eyes were slightly red: "The enemy is very powerful, if this battle..."
All the soldiers: "Death without regret!"
The fighting spirit is soaring like the sun, and the battle roar rips through the Kyushu!
South Tide City.
One by one, the large arrays of long-range spells began to light up, and the light reflected the sky.
The vitality of heaven and earth surged wildly.
More than five million monks frantically circulated their vitality and poured them into the formation.
At this moment, in the vast white sky in the distance, thousands of white beams of light have pierced the sky, falling towards Nanchao City, with mighty power, each blow can flatten a mountain peak!
They spread across the sky, replacing the sky. When ordinary monks saw this scene, they would definitely feel a deep sense of despair. Among other things, if these thousands of white beams of light fell on Nanchao City without hindrance, I am afraid that the second largest city in Baozhou would be razed to the ground in an instant.
But at this time, the Great Harmony Formation arranged by the Changsheng Emperor was already running crazily.
At the same time, millions of monks integrated their vitality into the formation, and one after another of gorgeous and terrifying spells began to shoot towards the distant sky, colliding with the white beam of light, and a violent roar erupted.
The earth-shattering collision of spells lit up the area with a radius of thousands of miles, the ground cracked, the wind raged, and the flames of destruction raged outside the city.
Occasionally, a few beams of light that slipped through the net and hit the wall outside the city would be blocked by the large formation of Hedao level. At first glance, the power gap between the two sides seemed not too big.
But they know that the real storm is yet to come!
Sure enough, soldiers dressed in blood appeared on the horizon. They were densely packed, numbering in the tens of millions, like locusts and ants, quickly approaching Nanchao City. The blood-colored clothes were like fresh blood on the ground, slowly spreading towards the city until death fell on this mighty city.
The blood army appeared!
An inexplicable sense of depression began to appear.
Not only that, but dense black shadows appeared in the void.
As long as the monks look directly, the void they can see is full of distorted creatures that cannot see the shape clearly. They are laughing wildly, they are falling, and they are even singing. What's more, when people look at it, they will generate countless negative emotions, as if they are about to fall along with them.
The Ethereal army is also here, and most of these "Ah Piao" can fly, occupying the air field.
The sky at the top is a vast expanse of whiteness, filled with celestial beings shrouded in divine splendor, as if the gods who ruled on behalf of the heavens are about to unleash merciless anger.
At this time, the monks really realized what it means to be truly overwhelming.
That is, from the sky to the ground, they are all enemies! !
There is no way to go to heaven, and no way to go to earth!
The spells of the two sides are still clashing, and the energy flames fill the entire world.
This time, not only the Celestials, but also the Vampires on the ground and the Ethereals in the void also made moves! The bloody energy is crazy and violent, and the dark and weird spells are hard to guard against...
The Allied Forces of Kyushu fell instantly, and the Hedao-level formation was constantly bombarded.
At this moment, a thousand pitch-black cannons suddenly appeared on the city wall.
This is the strategic cannon provided by Zixing Pavilion of Sijiu Xianzong, the spin ion collapse cannon!
There were bursts of golden light surging from the thick and deep muzzle, followed by a shocking roar.
"Boom boom boom boom...!"
The golden circular energy cannonball pierced through the void, and instantly hit the Celestial-human army.
The Celestials seemed to have seen this kind of cannon before, and their faces changed drastically, and they rushed to avoid the bombardment route of the cannon.
But the speed of the shells is extremely fast, where can they hide.
The golden cannonball crashed into the Celestial-Human battle formation and exploded.
Strange rays of light spread, and a large number of extremely tiny particles spread and whirl around, pulling invisible strings one by one, causing the collapse of space!
The space that was clearly empty began to distort and deform, and in an instant, the space with a radius of one kilometer collapsed, like the ground suddenly sunken, a piece of space suddenly sunken!
The destructive power of space arrives in an instant!
With just one shot, dozens of Celestial-Human powerhouses were crushed to pieces by the power of space while screaming. In Nanchao City, there were a thousand such cannons, and a thousand cannons were fired!
In less than ten seconds, more than 50,000 Celestials were blasted to the ground.
After the bombardment, the monks' expressions remained unchanged. They seemed to have gotten used to the power of the Spin Ion Collapse Cannon, and operated it very skillfully to continue charging and prepare for the next launch.
However, the armies of the Celestials, Bloods, and Ethereals will not wait for them to recharge their energy, and in an instant, countless spells will bombard Nanchao City again.
The monks used long-range combined attacks to bombard them. Although many enemies were killed in this process, the Nanchao City formation that protected them gradually became unstable under the constant bombing.
What kind of power is it to bombard 20 million enemies with spells at the same time? The Emperor Changsheng couldn't last long if he wanted to protect the monks on the city wall with a large formation.
But at this moment, the terrifying power, like Tianwei's power, swept towards Nanchao City.
The eight Marshals of the Apocalypse Realm stood in the air with their white feet bare, and appeared at the front of Nanchao City. With a pair of golden pupils, they looked down on the city below indifferently.
A marshal with two swords in his hand, with neither sadness nor joy on his face, spoke lightly, as if announcing the fate of the other party: "You trash from the mainland of the beginning of time, you should withdraw from the stage of history."
(end of this chapter)