Yuan Tan is under the command of three generals, led by the three tribes of Balong, Jinglong and Yanlong.

They are Balong Hongjun, Jinglong Yuanzhao, and Rock Dragon Kong Cheng.

While the coalition forces of the three tribes were shouting wildly, the four coalition leaders seemed very calm.

Balong Hongjun said in a rumbling voice: "Son of Yuantan, our army is now in full swing, why not lead the army directly to the sacred mountain? As long as we take every step of the camp, we will definitely be able to capture the sacred mountain."

The fallen god Yuantan shook his head and said, "You must not underestimate any winged god. Every winged god has mastered the magic power of the 'Divine Pool' and has a very powerful combat power.

The sacred mountain is high and steep. If we climb up from the foot of the mountain and attack with a low attack, no matter how many soldiers there are, we will not be the opponent of the Wing God!"

Jinglongyuan Zhao nodded with a chuckle: "It's right. After all, in addition to mastering the powerful magic of the 'Divine Pool', the Wing God will also fly freely and quickly in the air. He has a huge advantage in nature for combat. Why should we fight against their advantages with our own disadvantages?"

Yanlong Kongcheng didn't say anything, but just looked at Yuantan and waited for it to make a decision.

Balong Hongjun frowned and said, "But if we don't take the initiative to launch an attack and just wait here. As long as the Wing God does not move, we only need to wait for a while, our coalition will collapse on its own.

At that time, what greeted us was a complete failure."

Although it recognized the argument that Yuan Tan jointly eliminated the Wing God, deep down, he still had some doubts and vigilance about Yuan Tan, who is a member of the Wing God clan.

After all, no matter how its mind thinks, it cannot figure out why a winged god wants to betray his own race and unite with foreign races to attack his own sacred land.

Could it be that Yuan Tan held a grudge and wanted to take revenge after his failed election for the Holy Lord?

Balong Hongjun said intimately: "Son Yuantan is so bad! Once the coalition forces win the war, they must unite the Jinglong clan and the Rock Dragon clan to wipe out these guys called the Fallen God."

Yuan Tan pointed to the coalition forces behind him who kept shouting, and said confidently: "This is why I asked the coalition forces to shout various slogans. Doing so can create a situation where an attack will be launched soon, deceive the Wing God and make them think that we will launch an attack today."

After a pause, Yuan Tan smiled and said, "And, based on my understanding of the Holy Lord, after learning that we are about to climb the mountain and attack, we will inevitably attack us regardless of everything. Because, to it, the sacred mountain is everything, and the glory of the winged god is everything. It will not allow the dragons of the foreign race to step onto the land of the sacred mountain, except for the corpses.

So, wait, the Wing God will fly down from the mountain soon, we just need to be ready to fight."

When the Balong was skeptical, the roars of the Winged God came from afar, endlessly.

The roaring sound was so strong that the faces of the three tribes' coalition forces changed color, and the slogans they shouted paused.

Balong Hongjun murmured in surprise: "It's true as the Holy Son of Yuantan expected, the Wing God has really come down. The Holy Son of Yuantan, it's true that things are as expected as gods..."

At the same time, he was even more afraid.

Seeing that the three tribes behind him were declining due to the roar of the Wing God, Yuan Tan couldn't help but open his eyes and then spread his wings, soared into the sky, and raised his head and roared at the sacred mountain.

"roar--"

The fallen gods who were mixed in the coalition also flew up and roared at them.

The next moment, the coalition forces of the three tribes regained their momentum, pulled their necks open, and vented their pre-war emotions in their own way.

"hold head high--"

"Aowu--"

"grumble--"

...

Su Hao and the other two were watching what was happening up and down the sacred mountain with their divine thoughts.

Feng Cheng said curiously: "Are they going to fight? They all looked very excited."

Yashan said: "I think it's a fight. The flying pterosaurs seem to be public enemies of the other three dragon species. They are quite hated. Look, these pterosaurs have come to hide in such a mountain corner and are still chasing them."

Feng Cheng said strangely: "Is that true? Then why did the pterosaurs take the initiative to attack? If it were me, they would definitely run far away.

I guess this place may have been the home of the pterosaur. When a certain pterosaur prince went down the mountain, he teased the princess of other dragon species, and perhaps forced the princess, so he was besieged by other dragon species.

After all, have we ever been on women's belly since ancient times?"

Yashan said: "You are so unreasonable in guessing Feng Cheng, Princess Dragon, how could the race dispute be such a superficial thing? It would be better to say that there is any treasure in the Winglong family, which is more reliable."

Feng Cheng smiled and said, "It looks almost the same!"

Then he asked Su Hao, "Boss Wei, are we just watching them fight?"

Su Hao observed with interest, heard Feng Cheng's question and answered casually: "Although I'm very curious about what special things these dragons have, they are obviously busy! After all, we just came, so it's hard to interfere in their affairs suddenly.

Being polite, let’s wait until they finish their work!”

All three of them were very polite, so after hearing this, Yashan and Fengcheng nodded in agreement and said, "It is really impolite to intervene directly. If you have any doubts, it is not too late to wait for them to get a little free."

Su Hao said again: "By the way, you can also see how powerful they are."

So the three of them stayed quietly aside and observed the battlefield with their divine thoughts, like three melon-eating crowds.

...

Under the sacred mountain.

Under the leadership of the Wings Holy Lord, the Wings Clan swooped down from a high place, and the two sides quickly approached the meeting.

The Holy Lord of Wings raised the long nail hammer in his hand first, and a dazzling purple light suddenly emerged from the nail hammer, radiating to the surroundings.

"roar--"

The Holy Lord whispered for a long time, and the mace with purple light flashed in his hand suddenly swung out.

"call out--"

A huge purple light shot out from the mace hammer and blasted towards the three tribes coalition forces on the ground.

In this moment, a huge figure flew up from the three tribes coalition forces and blocked Zi Guang.

The giant round hammer in his hand aimed at the purple light and waved it.

"boom--"

A huge roar sounded, and powerful force burst out from mid-air, and the shock wave spread far around, sweeping to the ground, making many coalition soldiers unstable.

It can be seen how powerful it is.

This figure is Yuantan. After blocking the attack of the Holy Lord, it was beaten back by a powerful force. After finally standing firm, it flew up again, faced the Holy Lord, and roared: "Saint Lord, your opponent is me! Come on, let me see how powerful the strongest power of the 'Holy Land' is."

The eyes of the Lord Winged God looked very cold, but the raging anger was burning in his pupils: "The despicable rebel, the fallen god Yuantan! You are not qualified to stand in front of me. Today you will pay a terrible price for what you have done!"

After saying that, the Holy Lord of Wings spread his wings and swung his wings straight to Yuantan. A huge amount of purple light emerged from the long nail hammer in his hand, almost condensed into substance.

It shouted loudly, aimed at Yuan Tan, and smashed it on his head, as if he wanted to kill him with one blow.

Yuan Tan's expression was extremely solemn, and the giant hammer in his hand also flashed a blue-purple light, and suddenly swung it out.

"boom--"

With a loud bang, Yuan Tan was beaten away by the Holy Lord.

It was also at this time that the Winged Gods team entered the attack range of the coalition forces.

"Swish swish swish!"

A large number of crossbow arrows with barbed arrows shot into the sky from the inside of the coalition forces, covering the sky and covering the Winged God.

Blue and purple light emerged from the Wing Gods, forming a protection, and at the same time, the nail hammer in their hands quickly swung, blocking the overwhelming crossbow arrows.

Of course, there are also many unlucky wing gods who are not careful and have a large number of crossbow arrows inserted into their bodies and fall down from the sky.

After blocking the first wave of arrow rain, the Wing God dived down, quickly approached the coalition forces of the three tribes, and flew over the coalition forces.

The long mace in his hand was emitting purple light. With a wave, a large number of coalition soldiers were easily torn open with their flesh and blood, and they howled and fell to the ground, and could no longer get up.

Just when the Wing God was proud, purple lights appeared in various positions in the coalition, pulling many careless Wing Gods from the sky, and there was no movement in a short while.

This made the Wing Gods realize immediately that there are not many dragons in the coalition that master the magic of the "Divine Pool", but they are cleverly hidden in the dense coalition, specifically attacking the Wing God who is approaching inadvertently.

The scene where the Wing Gods massacred the coalition forces became complicated.

Because the Wing God didn't know which of the dense coalition soldiers mastered the magic power.

If you are not careful, you will be attacked and die.
Chapter completed!