I don’t know why it matches the current scene of Nanshan City. The temperature dropped sharply, and the entire Nanshan City was covered with a layer of frost inside and outside.
Because of the weather, Lin Haoming could put on a cloak to cover up his appearance.
Night was the day to prepare for the breakout. When we set out, there were more than sixty candidate saints, but now there were only forty-nine left. Several of them had no fighting power at all. In less than two years, they had fallen.
More than a dozen, you must know, these are Xuansheng, and in the past two years, the total number of Xuansheng who died in the Moon Worshiping Sect is only more than a hundred, and the few saints account for more than one-tenth.
Lin Haoming gathered with these candidate saints, but the Song saint was not there. She still fulfilled her promise and was ready to sacrifice.
A lot of people have gathered at the city gate located in the northwest, but it seems particularly peaceful in this cold night, and even this quietness makes people feel a little scared.
No news of a breakout came out in advance, but after all the people were gathered here, there seemed to be no need to send orders, and everyone knew what would happen next.
Lin Haoming was with the saints, hiding behind the breakout vanguard. Everyone's face was full of sadness. Before setting off, everyone knew about the sacrifice of Saint Song.
In the middle of the night, the three city gates to the north were all opened, and the army that was pretending to attack rushed out together. Except for a few people, no one knew that the first ones to rush out were all victims.
According to the plan, three directions were feigning attacks at the same time, but this gave the enemy the illusion that the main force was in the northeast, and Saint Song was in the northeast. As Saint of the Golden Moon, she was enough to attract the attention of the Emperor Tiangong, and the next step was to look for the right opportunity.
, Wang Zeying will lead the main force to truly break out of the encirclement and rush out from the northwest.
The sounds of fighting, the roar of spells, and screams soon echoed in the ears of everyone who was still waiting in the city.
Everyone was waiting. Lin Haoming saw Wang Zeying appear at the city gate from a distance. As the altar leader of the Southern Xinjiang branch, with his appearance and a shout of greeting, the originally quiet city suddenly erupted.
With shouts, the army followed him and rushed out.
Lin Haoming and others were originally in the third wave of breakout teams, but after seeing Wang Zeying's army go out, they immediately greeted: "Let's go!"
Hearing Lin Haoming's greeting, everyone rushed out together.
"What are you doing? It's not time for you to go out yet!" The guard in charge at the door saw the people behind rushing out, and suddenly someone stood up.
"Get out!" Lin Haoming burst out with Xuansheng's aura and hit him with a palm.
That man was just the Emperor Xuan of Jiu Xuan, so there was no way he could fight against him. Fortunately, Lin Haoming didn't want to kill anyone, he just forced him back.
At this time, other people also burst out with the aura of Xuansheng, and dozens of Xuansheng rushed out of the city at the same time.
In the battle against the big city, the Emperor Tiangong had already set up air restrictions around it. Even if Xuansheng could fly away, the speed of flying would be very slow and consume a lot of profound energy.
But even so, after rushing out, the group of people quickly caught up with the army in front. At this time, Lin Haoming had already clearly seen that Wang Zeying really ignored the feint troops who were in a hard fight. After leaving the city gate,
, like a sharp knife rushing toward Wuzilin in the northwest.
However, the men and horses of Huangtian Palace had indeed been prepared for a long time. An ambush force rushed out and directly blocked Wang Zeying's way. The army in front soon fell into a fight.
"Sure enough, Mr. Lin knew what was going to happen. The people from Huangtian Palace really set up an ambush for Wang Altar Master's people, but can they rush out like this?" Seeing the situation ahead, Saint Peng also admired Lin Haoming even more, but she also became more
Get worried.
"You guys underestimate Altar Wang!" Although Lin Haoming didn't have much contact with Wang Zeying, he could guess what this person was thinking from his behavior.
Shortly after Lin Haoming finished speaking, he saw a sharp blade composed of two to three hundred Xuansheng headed by Wang Zeying flying directly out of the large group of people. Looking at this posture, it was obvious that he had left the others behind, or that he had
The rest abandoned them to Huangtian Palace and rushed out on their own.
"Let's go, let's follow Lord Wang!" Lin Haoming said.
"But there are others!" Saint Qi shouted as she looked at the fear of the remaining people.
"Anyone who stays here will die, but most of them will not die. They will only be driven back to the city. Moreover, you are not a saint now. Each of you is wearing a cloak. No one knows your identity. At least you have not returned your life to me.
You are not allowed to die before this!" Lin Haoming emphasized again.
After hearing Lin Haoming's words, everyone gritted their teeth and flew up with Lin Haoming, directly catching up with Wang Zeying in front.
Wang Zeying was startled when he saw dozens of Xuansheng rushing towards him from behind. Soon he discovered that these people, most of whom were wearing cloaks, were the candidate saints.
When the two parties met together, Wang Zeying couldn't help but ask: "You guys, why did you rush out at this time!"
"Altar Master Wang has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, and we also want to help Altar Wang!" Huang Shengnu responded unceremoniously when she saw Altar Wang behaving like this.
At this time, Wang Zeying realized that some of his little thoughts were seen by these saints, but he was thick-skinned enough, so he immediately smiled and said: "Since we charge together, we must break out!"
When all the saints heard this, they couldn't help but feel contempt in their hearts. Many of them also admired Lin Haoming. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid so many of them would have been deceived by him.
There were originally two to three hundred Xuansheng, plus these saints, Lin Haoming and others, more than three hundred Xuansheng were definitely an extremely powerful force. Wang Zeying himself planned to gather such a powerful force to rush out, and this
He did not tell anyone except a few absolute confidants about the plan.
The layout of the Huangtian Palace obviously did not cater for such a situation. When more than three hundred Xuansheng rushed out, they simply let them go, but the remaining people had no intention of letting them go.
When Lin Haoming followed the crowd and rushed out of the siege, a Xuan Sage who was responsible for ambushing Huangtian Palace took out a sound transmission crystal and said: "Miss Lin, Wang Zeying led more than 300 Xuan Sages to rush out. I followed the lady's instructions and did not stop them."
On a hill in the distance, a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old dressed in white and wearing a white cloak looked at the battle in the distance with a smile on her lips.
On the left side of the girl, there is a girl who is dressed exactly the same except that the color is black, and on the right side, there is a boy who is a little more beautiful than her. At this time, both of them look at each other with admiration.
Looking at her, this girl was none other than Lin Haoming's daughter, Lin Yiyu.
This chapter has been completed!