Adelaine Prairie, the first line of defense of the gods!

Looking around, there were more than 200,000 people, one hundred cavalry, one thousand people, one flags like clouds, swords like forests, and a huge army formation was boundless until it sank into the horizon.

Above the front line of the military formation, a total of 150 air cavalry groups led by Luo Yunmeng personally covered most of the sky in an attack formation.

No one spoke, and the huge battlefield was filled with cold wind.

Not long after, the sleeping earth in the distance seemed to have a pulse suddenly and began to tremble slightly rhythmically. Every second passed, the vibration felt clearer.

First, it rippled like a rippling wave, then it slams the shore like a huge wave, until it evolved into a stormy thunder sound like a stormy wave.

Finally, the mythical coalition, which was densely packed like an ant tide, appeared at the junction of heaven and earth. The army was not as solemn and strict, but the number of people who were so numerous that they were numb to make their scalp irritated was enough to breathe.

How many people do you have to?

The gushing coalition players were like a black cloud suddenly surrounding the sea, with huge shadows covering the earth, like a gentle but huge black tide rolling towards the sky and the earth.

The group of aircraft that left the Black Tide far behind was swallowed by the rumbling earthquake and the roaring sound of the machinery. They silently swept across the sky and rushed towards the army formation of the gods.

"Amian, the last battle is here, we may have to pay our air cavalry."

Luo Yunmeng's eyes were calm, the bitter cold wind in the air raised her long hair and raised her cloak. The demon lotus armor was shining, and the cold light suddenly flashed on the blade of the huge Death Scythe.

"Just pay, I don't care about the things outside. Luo Luo, do you think we can win?" Yaqiya and the beauty in the moon jumped happily between her hands, two rays of blue and black and red were constantly entangled and separated.

"He said, it's enough to come, fight, and work hard. He doesn't care about the ending, so do I."

"Why is your world hanging?" Lan Yumian narrowed his eyes half seriously and half teasingly, "Don't worry, you won't lose. The gods are different from myths. As long as the souls of the gods are there, they will not be dispersed for many times."

"We can win...I believe we can win!"

Not far away, the hell darling standing on the back of the blue sea dragon suddenly said.

Smoking was not hot, Yue Bai Liusu and others couldn't help but turn their heads together, looking at the favorite with only a pair of bright eyes left in the black robe from head to toe.

She said: "The gods are not alone, we still have reinforcements!"

"Reinforcements?"

"Did you forget the pirates of the Endless Sea? They are all my companions."

"Yes, we still have reinforcements, but it's too late." Yuebai Liusu murmured in a low voice.

In fact, she wanted to say that it was just over 20,000 pirates. Compared with the mythical millions of coalition forces, what would it count as long as they arrived in time? But it doesn’t matter whether they are rushing or not, because it’s just a battle!

"Air Cavalry Group, Attack!"

More than one hundred air riders sported their wings at the same time, and the strong wind suddenly rose, and the roar of heaven and earth echoed.

In the cockpit of the mecha, Mo Qianchou, the first mythical priest who was responsible for commanding the group of aircraft, looked coldly at the air cavalry group that was covered by a dark cloud, and calmly issued a counterattack order.

Four hundred mechas rushed over at an even speed. When they were 1,000 meters apart, the exposed mecha cannons began to roar.

The missile dragged the silver tail flame and pulled straight trajectories in the air.

At that moment, Luo Yunmeng waved the Death Scythe and suddenly tangled into the void.

Without warning, a dark storm hovered from the blade and soared into the sky. In a blink of an eye, a black storm spread and flew out in the sky between the two armies.

The storm was extremely deep, as if a hurricane suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. Most of the missiles were pulled by the powerful suction force of the storm vortex, and left the predetermined flight trajectory and plunged into it.

Then, with a bang, more than 200 missiles exploded in the Death Storm at the same time. The devastating explosion blew up the Death Storm and also shocked the remaining missiles. As a result, only a dozen of the four hundred missiles finally hit the predetermined target.

However, even so, these flying mechas with a comprehensive strength that is only a little stronger than the fourth-level air cavalry, relying on a missile to hit the air cavalry is not enough to cause any damage that the opponent cannot bear, let alone killing in seconds.

The moment the storm collapsed, the Sky Rider Group took the opportunity to rush forward, and in just a few breaths, it swept out hundreds of meters. Like Luo Yunmeng, who had laid the rainmill, smoked without fire, hell darling these masters riding high-level Sky Riders had already flew to the edge of the group.

"The Empire of Gods, fight to the death!"

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"Haha, it's true that it's a war soul again. Are you not afraid of others saying you're petty?" Xia Yumo couldn't help laughing at the battle soul fortress that was messy on the top of the city.

"I have fought once, but I still pushed it horizontally. I am familiar with this path, so it is more convenient to start." Ye Feng replied, raised his hand to signal the army to stop, and controlled the golden-winged Roc alone and flew towards the city gate slowly.

"Here you come, the city crossbowman, fuck it up."

"Hurry up, prepare the arrow tower, and use control skills for me to use long-range skills."

"Captain, that guy is over 130 levels, level suppression, and he is wearing magical equipment. Is our control skill useful?"

"Yes, yes, leader, look at the armor, I'm almost scared."

"Damn it, let's go..."

The leader was about to give a thumbs up when he heard the guy say with a tragic look on his face, "I said why don't we surrender?"

Sure enough, Ye Feng ignored the dense city crossbow arrow tower on the top of the city, stood a hundred meters away, and shouted: "Tell Zhan Hun Shang, give you the last chance to surrender. He has three minutes to consider. After three minutes, if I don't surrender, I will destroy the Zhan Hun!"

At this moment, at least half of the war soul players on the city wall want to surrender. Surrender is embarrassing. Could it be that if you are destroyed, you will not be embarrassing? You must know that the level loss alone can be reduced by half. The so-called Qingshan who is left is not afraid of no firewood. If you keep your strength, you will take revenge again next year.

Han Xin can be humiliated by the crotch. What is this thing we surrender without fighting today? We don’t need to worry about fear of mythical revenge afterwards. If we can’t survive the current disaster, it’s meaningless to worry about the funeral afterwards.

As a result, the garrison players on the city wall clamored for surrender on the team channel, and the morale of the army was completely dispersed.

Zhan Hun Shang, who was guarding the headquarters, almost spit out an old blood when he heard about the city defense situation. Finally, he decided to fight to the death with several big brothers.

He was lucky in his heart. As Qin Shimingyue said before, relying on a group of cavalry troops to attack the city is contrary to tactical theory, and it is definitely a foolish move. Moreover, the crisscrossing trenches outside the city are not decorations, which are enough to curb the charge of the red-robed iron cavalry.

If the cavalry cannot rush up, the combat power is not as good as the professional and orderly infantry.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

The war soul sect was unprecedented and shouted from afar: "Tuoba Xie, if you have the seeds, come!"

Ye Feng was very talented. As soon as the War Soul Sang shouted, the king came.

The golden-winged roc flew forward. After entering the attack distance, Ye Feng waved the gods at dusk and pointed his sword at the sky. A majestic red sword light connected to the sky, like a shocking rainbow that penetrated the sky and slashed towards the city.

Magical martial arts - Sword splitting the galaxy!

At that moment, before the sword light was realized, the towering arrow tower on the top of the city cracked layer by layer under the strong wind carried by the sword light. It was just because the sword was too fast that no one noticed these details.

With a bang, the arrow tower collapsed and the giant trees flew across.

The fortress with the thickest and most defensive city gate was cut into two halves from top to bottom. The remaining sword light had not stopped and was deeply trapped in the ground.

Two seconds apart, the huge rock bricks that had been shattered had collapsed.

Ye Feng held up his sword, his sinister and cold eyes looked coldly at the walls on both sides of the broken and collapsed city gate. The crowded and panicked war soul players.

"Defense...defense..."

"Archer, mage, gather fire for me..."

"Captain, you can't beat him. Surrender. This guy is not a human at all."

Many war soul players were desperate, and their decadent and cowardly feelings spread quickly among the defenders. They looked up at the giant roc, wrapped in hideous armor, dragged their fierce giant swords, and bathed in golden flames. They felt that the god of war was coming, and they were unmatched.

Ye Feng casually swept the war soul player who was in a mess, smiled disdainfully, and shouted in the team chat: "Look, I'm right, War soul only has that little strength. Guan Shanyue acted according to the original plan and broke the mythical defense line for me. Momo, come together?"

Guan Shanyue, the new master who had just been promoted and shined in the national war, laughed loudly: "I will never let down the name of the Red Robe!"

The eighty thousand big red robes turned around and the iron hooves rolled northward.

Xia Yumo spread her wings and flew to Ye Feng, threw an angel blessing casually, and smiled and said, "Will we be too arrogant when we do this?"

"No, we only have two people, we will pick them all in a whole city."

Xia Yumo pointed to the city gate that was chopped into ruins by Ye Feng with a sword, "You don't plan to really go all the way to the War Soul headquarters from here."

"That's too arrogant. If you can't beat him to death, you will be exhausted. Let's go, we will airborne the Battle Soul headquarters and destroy it in one wave."

After saying that, the golden-winged roc roared and rose into the sky.
Chapter completed!