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Chapter 630 Variables

On the front line, the fighting was fierce.

The Drought Demon's attack is faster than ever.

"Sect Master, message from the rear, riot in the arena." The same messages were passed to the hands of the overlord sects one after another, and a second frightening message was quickly added.

"Sect Master, the mighty Drought Demon appears behind us!"

As soon as this news came out, countless people were shocked and felt a chill in their hearts. With the mighty power appearing at the rear, one can imagine the fate of those who stayed behind.

"Our supply line is broken!" Someone suddenly said, but now this is a trivial matter, and the front line has enough resources to support it.

"The Drought Demons appeared in the rear, and there were no survivors under the red earth. They wreaked havoc, and many resource points in Lingyun Palace were cleared."

This territory was originally linked to Lingyun Palace, the overlord sect. Now that Hanbao is in turmoil, this sect is the first to bear the brunt.

"With great power, not many people can resist. The aliens are causing trouble and trying to completely separate the front line."

But, what's the point of this? The army on the front line is the most important, and they are all monks. There is no possibility that they can't survive without food and grass.

"The attack from the drought demons ahead has become more intense, and a powerful force has appeared."

In the fierce confrontation, Han Bao's great power finally came to an end, and all the sects in Xuantian Territory had no choice but to take advantage of others.

"With such a strong foundation, how can a foreign race have so many powerful people?" Some people were surprised that there were actually ten Hanban powerful people who ended up in this situation. Including the two behind them, there were already twelve.

This has exceeded any overlord sect in Xuantian Territory.

At the same time, each family also had cold eyes and unlimited murderous intent. If Han Ban succeeds, the number one force in Xuantian Territory will be rewritten, and the situation will change drastically.

"Send out all the soldiers and warriors and crush them to death!" A sect leader suggested, and was quickly recognized by others. In an instant, the pace of the battlefield skyrocketed.

On the battlefield of the Divine Sword Sect, the sect leader had his hands behind his back and his eyes were sharp.

From beginning to end, the two Hanban aliens were not mentioned in the previous discussions among the various sects, except for Lingyun Palace.

Moreover, under the blockade of all parties, how did the two powerful men escape?

The faces of all the sect leaders flashed in my mind, "Is any of you restless?"

He looked into the void. The ten powerful drought demons could not do anything under the pressure of so many forces. Everything was still under control.

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Yujing Tower, but one hundred thousand monks are not noticeable in the battlefield, especially after Zhao Wuchang gave the order, they seemed unremarkable, just a pure number.

Because of the orders of the Divine Sword Sect, Yujinglou's flying boats have always been on the periphery of the fierce battlefield. With the overlord attracting all the firepower, their situation seems to be very advantageous.

Zhao Wuchang looked in another direction. With the pressure from all sides, the radius of the fan-shaped battlefield gradually shrank, and he could vaguely see the army of the Eternal Life Sect thousands of miles away.

If the fight continues, many sects will inevitably be facing each other, and by then Yujing Tower will be completely squeezed in the middle.

"Han Ba ​​is actually so powerful, but it's a pity that he still can't stop Xuantian Territory's attack." Someone beside him sighed with emotion, and Zhao Wuchang glanced over.

This person's name is Rua Guanghan, and he is also a shopkeeper of Yujing Tower.

He shook his head, "Brother Lu, it is precisely because of this that this alien race appears to be terrifying."

"Oh? What do you say?" Radiant Guanghan looked at him with interest. It seemed that he was here to get information.

Zhao Wuchang pointed at the movement in the sky with envy, "The ten powerful powers are distributed in all directions. This is not the best choice. Maybe they are just to ensure that the two powerful powers behind them cause chaos."

"And ten of them showed up at once. Can you guarantee that there are still many unexplored base camps of the alien race that haven't shown up yet?"

"This... of course is impossible." Ruang Guanghan said hesitantly.

"Yeah, neither can those overlords. They can't pin their tens of millions of combat effectiveness on the assumption that Drought Demon is no longer powerful."

As for the two Hanbao powerful men at the rear, just leave them to Lingyun Palace. After all, they are not destroying other people's territory.

This is all Zhao Wuchang's guess, and the root cause is what Wu Yixian told him.

Never forget who is the attacker on the battlefield.

Who is the attacker on this battlefield? Are there many overlords in Xuantian Domain? No, no.

It was the alien tribe of Drought Demons that suddenly appeared, and they were the ones attacking from the beginning to the end.

Even if many overlords in the Xuantian Territory join forces to oppress the foreign races, this fact cannot be eliminated. At most, the attack is considered a failure, and the two sides of the attack and defense have not actually changed.

Who says that attack is not defense? Who says that retreat is not offense?

That's how it is at this moment.

Therefore, Zhao Wuchang concluded that this alien race still had a more powerful force that it had not yet used.

"No matter what else, we just need to protect ourselves here." Zhao Wuchang looked at the vague Immortality Gate on the other side again, and the sense of urgency in his heart was slowly increasing.





"Sect Master, Han Bao and the two great masters at the rear are missing." On the Shenjian Sect's flying boat, an elder frowned and reported to the sect leader.

This time, the calm sect leader finally changed his expression, "What's going on? What's the explanation from Lingyun Palace?"

"They said they didn't know."

"It's a joke. Two Void Hao Mirrors disappeared under your nose, and you still say you don't know?" The leader of the Divine Sword Sect snorted coldly, and the surrounding atmosphere was depressing.

He contacted the master of Lingyun Palace, and obviously he was not the first person to come to question him.

"I really don't know. They disappeared out of thin air. Even the Supreme Prince in the palace went to search and found nothing."

Bang!

"It's ridiculous."

"Sect Master, what should we do now?" asked an elder. What the Sect Master thought of might have naturally occurred to them as well.

If one place disappears, it will inevitably appear in another place. As for whether it is the front line or the belly of Xuantian Territory, no one can say for sure.

Anyway, it's impossible to sneak back to Hanbao.

"Go ahead and notify us, all fleets will be on alert, and formations will be activated continuously."

The leader of the Divine Sword Sect looked at the battlefield that was going on day and night outside. It was very simple for Hanba to win. He just had to beat the overlords one by one and fight them back. No one was willing to leave their wealth and lives here.

This is a conspiracy. Everyone can guess that Hanba will probably attack one of them next, and the two hidden powerful men and the army will naturally appear behind that family.

After all, each family only has two or three powerful people here.

"It's easy to imagine." Amidst the sneers, many hegemons and helmsmen gathered together again.

"Use all your strength and don't give them a chance to breathe."

"The space that oppresses aliens. To the extreme."
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