When the saints of the Holy Clan began to appear, Zhou Yuan instantly felt the pressure doubled. Zhuan Zhu and other nine saints who were originally still in control of the troops could no longer stay on the sidelines, but instead successively devoted themselves to the defense of the front-line sub-space.

However, the front line of defense covers hundreds of spaces, and Zhou Yuan needs to be in charge of dispatching and commanding, so the nine saints of Zhuanzhu could only keep running around in various spaces and putting out fires everywhere.

And the one who can attract them to be mobilized is naturally the saints of the holy clan.

The battle between saints may be able to distinguish victory or defeat, but it is not a simple matter to distinguish life and death. Because the saints' vitality is too tenacious and each has many ways to save their lives, so unless the strength between the two sides is really too big, even if they fail, there is still a way to escape.

Therefore, during this period, Zhuanzhu and the nine saints, although they repeatedly fought with the saints of the saints of the saints, and there were wins and losses, fortunately, they did not lose, and even protected all the outermost defense lines.

But Zhou Yuan did not feel relaxed about this situation, but his heart became heavier, because he did not leave any saints behind him, but allowed them to come and go freely.

Once these saints go back, they will naturally take away the information here. Perhaps it won’t take long before the saints will understand the reality and reality of their place.

According to Zhou Yuan's expectations, when his foundation is clearly understood, the Holy Clan will start the most fierce attack. At that time, his defense line will be torn apart.

This feeling of passiveness and disadvantage is really terrible.

But there is no way. The overall strength of the Holy Clan is better than that of the heavens, and the defensive power on Cang Xuantian is the worst part of the heavens. What they can do is to delay as much time as possible.

call.

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath of the cold air, stared at the light spot on the outermost part of the light curtain in front of him with a ruthless look, and gritted his teeth and said, "Dog, I'm raising me, come if you want to come!"

So, the most fierce attack of the Holy Clan broke out ten days later.

The scale of the attack of the Holy Clan this time was far greater than any previous one. Zhuanzhu and nine other saints were almost entangled by all the saints dispatched by the Holy Clan at the same time.

Ripples were constantly blooming on the light curtain in front of Zhou Yuan. He gritted his teeth, and there was bloodshot in his eyes, because at this time the outermost sub-space almost all turned bloody.

After this situation lasted for about a stick of incense, Zhou Yuan's pupils suddenly shrank because he saw that a blood-red spot suddenly dimmed at this time.

The dimness of the light spot means that the secondary space has fallen.

As the first space fell, it seemed to cause a chain reaction. In the next four or five days, the spaces on the outer defense line began to fade one after another. The falling speed was enough to show how fierce the Holy Clan's offensive was.

The bloodshot in Zhou Yuan's eyes became thicker and thicker. At that moment, he couldn't help but go to support him, but in the end he was forcibly restrained.

Because he is more important here.

Not only does it require him to command and mobilize here, but this sea area is also an extremely special central point. The strategic location here is much stronger than the sub-spaces falling ahead.

The space in front is only accelerating the advancement speed of the Holy Clan, but if the space where he is located is occupied and falls, then the Holy Clan can reach Cang Xuantian as fast as possible!

So he must stay here. Even if this place is to fall in the end, he must destroy this space in advance, so as not to become a springboard for the Holy Clan to attack Cang Xuantian.

So, Zhou Yuan, who was unable to move, could only sit here, watching the outer defense line being destroyed and the space was constantly dimming.

At the speed of the Holy Clan's advancement, half a month later, the light curtain that was originally like a spider web on the light curtain in front of Zhou Yuan was now completely dim.

The only one of them is still bright and bright, which represents the space in the sea where he is located.

In addition, Zhou Yuan's defense line, which had been operating for more than half a year, was completely torn apart.

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“The situation is really ugly…”

Zhou Yuan stood up long, his expression a little sad. He had put in a lot of effort on this side of defense, but when the Holy Clan really pushed forward with all his strength, his defenses only lasted less than half a month.

The Holy Clan has no fancy methods at all, and it is simply relying on its strong strength to crush and advance.

And this makes people feel powerless.

Next to Zhou Yuan, the nine saints including Zhuan Zhu were also speechless. In the past half month, they also experienced battles one after another. Now most of the people, the saints surging their bodies, feel a little stagnant, because they were injured.

Although they were not damaged, they were injured by the saints of the Holy Clan for various reasons, but fortunately they were not a big deal.

Zhou Yuan looked at other directions of the island. At this time, there were many figures standing in the air around the island. These were the powerful people from the Cang Xuantian Dharma Realm who followed him before.

Originally they were scattered in sub-space defenses everywhere, but now as those sub-spaces fall, they have gathered here again.

It can be seen that the number of people is a little less than the beginning.

Among all the people, Zhou Yuan met Li Chunjun, Chu Qing, Zuoqiu Qingyu, Li Qingchan and others who had not met for more than half a year.

Nowadays, their expressions are much sharper than before, and there is an unconcealed evil aura surging in their momentum.

Even the most innocent green ivy once became much silent now. The originally black and white big eyes showed a thin cold aura.

They have experienced experience in the past, but compared with the cruel wars at that time, they still lacked some sense of enthusiasm and atmosphere.

Zhou Yuan withdrew his gaze and looked around everyone. The gazes also gathered on him, including respect, awe, confusion and uneasiness.

"Everyone, the current situation is very unfavorable to us." Zhou Yuan's faint voice sounded.

"We have worked hard to run the defense line for more than half a year, and now it has completely collapsed. Perhaps not far from this space, there are sacred clan troops coming in."

"But I don't plan to retreat easily. I want to continue to stick here and then run into the holy clan with a fierce encounter."

"Because not far behind this space is Cang Xuantian."

"If we easily give up this space, then it may not take long before the Holy Clan army approaches Cang Xuantian."

"Our family, sect, and relatives will be shrouded in the shadow of the Holy clan army and will be scared all day long."

"So, I don't want to retreat, what about you?!" His violent shouts were like thunder, shaking the space trembled.

There was silence, but everyone's eyes were becoming sharp and determined.

"Zhou Yuantian, my uncle died in front of me a few days ago, but I don't want to retreat because I know that I retreat today, maybe next time, I have no chance to retreat!" A powerful man from the Dharma Realm suddenly made a hoarse voice, his eyes were red, full of murderous intent and hatred.

"Don't retreat!"

"Don't retreat!"

Roars sounded one after another, and everyone's eyes were scarlet and murderous intent was strong.

Not far behind is Cang Xuantian. Where can they retreat?! They are the most elite force in Cang Xuantian. They enjoyed the opportunities and creations provided by the entire Cang Xuantian in the Creation Tower. The benefits are good. Can they run away when they need to pay? If they really run away, wouldn’t it be more uncomfortable than death?

The roars echoed in his ears. Zhou Yuan closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath. Then he did not say anything more, but waved his hand, and all the sounds suddenly became quiet.

Figures stood in the air, and the storm was about to come, as if the air in this space had solidified.

Zhou Yuan also stood with his hands behind his back. With a wiping of his palm, the light curtain in front of him dimmed and finally turned into a jade stone and landed on the ground.

He ignored it because it was useless now.

Time passes quietly in this space where the atmosphere is solidified.

I don't know how long it took until a certain moment.

The distant void suddenly gradually bloomed at this time, and then the void began to be torn apart, eventually forming a space vortex.
Chapter completed!