When the saints of the holy race began to appear, Zhou Yuan instantly felt the pressure doubled. Zhuan Zhu and other nine saints who had been standing still, could no longer remain on the sidelines. Instead, they successively devoted all of them to the frontline space. In defense.
It's just that the front line of defense encompassed hundreds of sub-spaces, and Zhou Yuan needed to sit in the center to dispatch and command, so Zhuan Zhu's nine saints could only continue to run through various sub-spaces to fight fires everywhere.
And the one who can draw them out is naturally the saint of the saint clan.
The battle between the saints may be able to divide the victory or defeat, but it is not a simple matter to divide birth and death, because the vitality of the saints is too tenacious, and each has many life-saving means, so unless the strength between the two parties The gap is really too big, otherwise even if it fails, there is a way to get out.
Therefore, during this period of time, Zhuan Zhu and other nine sages, although they have repeatedly fought against the sages of the saints, there were victories and losses, but fortunately they were not compromised, and even the outermost line of defense was guaranteed. Come down.
But for this situation, Zhou Yuan did not feel relieved, on the contrary, his heart was even heavier, because he also did not leave any sages of the other side on his side, but let them come and go freely.
As soon as these saints go back, they will naturally take away the information from here. Maybe it won't be long before the saints will find out the truth and fiction of him here.
According to Zhou Yuan's expectation, when his side was found out, the saints would launch the most violent attack. At that time, his side of defense would be torn to pieces.
This passive and disadvantaged feeling is really terrible.
But there is no way, the overall strength of the holy race is better than the heavens, and the defensive strength of Cangxuantian is the worst link among the heavens. What they can do is to delay as much as possible. time.
call.
Zhou Yuan took a deep breath of the cold air, staring fiercely at the light spots on the outermost periphery of the light curtain in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "Dog, mother, come if you want!"
As a result, the Saints attacked the most fiercely, and it broke out ten days later.
The scale of the saints' attack this time was far greater than any previous one. Zhuan Zhu and the nine saints were entangled by all the saints dispatched by the saints at almost the same time.
On the light curtain in front of Zhou Yuan, ripples continued to bloom. He gritted his teeth, bloodshot climbing and surging in his eyes, because at this time, almost all of the outermost secondary space became blood red.
After this situation lasted for about a stick of incense, Zhou Yuan's pupils suddenly shrank, because he saw that a blood-red light spot suddenly dimmed at this time.
The dim light point represents that the subspace has fallen.
And with the fall of the first seating space, it seems to have caused a chain reaction. In the next four or five days, the seating spaces of the outer defense line began to dim one after another, and the speed of the fall, It is enough to show how fierce the offensive of the holy race is.
Zhou Yuan's eyes are getting bloodshot
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Nong, at that moment he even couldn't help but shoot to support, but in the end he was forcibly restrained.
Because he is more important here.
Not only is it necessary for him to command and mobilize here, but this sea space is a very special center point. The strategic position here is much stronger than the subspaces that have fallen in front.
The sub-space in front of it fell, at most just let the Saint Race advance faster, but if the space he was in was occupied and collapsed, then the Saint Race could reach the Cangxuan Sky at the fastest speed!
So he must sit here, even if this place is to fall in the end, he must destroy this space in advance, lest this place becomes a springboard for the holy race to attack Cang Xuantian.
As a result, Zhou Yuan, unable to move, could only sit here, watching the perimeter defenses continue to be destroyed, and the seating space continued to dim.
At the advancing speed of the saint race, half a month later, the spider-web-like light curtain above the light curtain in front of Zhou Yuan was already bleak at this time.
Only one of them is still bright and shining, and it represents the sea space where he is.
In addition, Zhou Yuan's line of defense for more than half a year was completely torn apart.
...
"The situation is really ugly"
Zhou Yuan stood up, his expression was a little dazed. He had put a lot of effort into this line of defense, but when the Saint Race really pushed forward with all his strength, his defenses only lasted less than half a month.
The saints didn't play any fancy tricks at all, it was simply relying on their formidable strength to crush and advance all the way.
And this makes people feel a kind of powerlessness the most.
Next to Zhou Yuan, Zhuan Zhu and the nine saints were also silent. In the past half a month, they had also experienced battles. Now most of the people, the surging saint might feel a little stagnant, then It's because of injuries.
Although they were not damaged, they were injured by the saints of the saint race for various reasons, but fortunately it was not a major problem.
Zhou Yuan looked at the other directions of the island. At this time, there were quite a few figures standing in the air on all sides of the island. These were the powerful Cangxuantian law domain experts who had followed him before.
They were originally scattered in various sub-space defenses, but now as those sub-spaces fall, they have gathered here again.
It can be seen that the number of people is a bit smaller than at the beginning.
Among the crowd, Zhou Yuan once again saw Li Chunjun, Chu Qing, Zuoqiu Herring, Li Qingchan and others who hadn't met for half a year.
Today, their expressions are much sharper than before, and there is an unconcealable evil spirit surging in their aura.
Even the purest green radish once became much silent, and a thin, cold air radiated from the big black and white eyes.
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It's not that they haven't experienced experience in the past, but compared with the cruel wars like this, they still lack some fire and atmosphere.
Zhou Yuan retracted his gaze, and then looked around at everyone. The gazes were also focused on him, including respect, awe, and perplexity.
"Everyone, the current situation is very unfavorable for us." Zhou Yuan's faint voice sounded.
"We have worked hard to manage the defense line for more than half a year, and it has now completely collapsed. Perhaps at this time, not far from this subspace, there is an army of holy races swarming in."
"But I don't intend to retreat easily. I want to continue to stand here, and then I will bump into the holy race fiercely."
"Because not far behind this space is Cang Xuantian."
"If we give up this space easily, then maybe it won't be long before the Saint Clan army will approach Cang Xuantian."
"Our family, sect, and relatives will all be shrouded in the shadow of the saint army, fearing all day long."
"So, I don't want to retreat, how about you?!" His violent shout was like thunder, shaking the space.
There was silence, but everyone's eyes were turning lingering, resolutely.
"God Zhou Yuan, my clan uncle died in front of my eyes a few days ago, but I don't want to retire, because I know that I retire today, maybe next time, I won’t even have a chance to retire!" A strong law domain suddenly His voice was hoarse, his eyes were red, and they were full of murderous intent and hatred.
"No refund!"
"No refund!"
The roars resounded one after another, everyone with scarlet eyes and strong killing intent.
Cang Xuantian is not far behind, where can they retreat? ! They are the most elite force in Cang Xuantian. They have enjoyed the opportunity and good fortune provided by the entire Cang Xuantian in the tower of good fortune, and they have the benefits. When they need to pay now, can they run away? If it really ran away, wouldn't it be worse than death if ten thousand people spurned it
Those roars echoed in his ears, Zhou Yuan closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and then he didn't say anything more, but waved his hand, and all the voices fell silent.
Silhouettes of people stood in the sky, and the atmosphere of the mountain rain seemed to make the air in this space solidify.
Zhou Yuan also stood with his hand in his hand, and with a touch of his palm, the light curtain in front of him dimmed, and finally turned into a jade on the ground.
He ignored it, because it didn't work anymore right now.
Time passed quietly in this solidified space.
I don't know how long it took until a certain moment.
Suddenly, the void in the distance gradually bloomed at this moment, and then the void began to be torn apart, finally forming a spatial vortex.
In the depths of the space vortex, countless lines of sight filled with malice penetrated.
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