In the end, the four envoys surrounded each other and launched an attack together!
The soldier in the cab did not show any panic, but looked stern, "Open the shield!"
"The shield has been opened."
A pleasant female mechanical voice sounded, and then the entire fuselage was covered with a transparent light curtain.
Instantly bounces the attack away.
This shield is not a fully automated shield produced by Space, but is similar to a barrier. It was modified and tested by Di Jian and several senior barrier masters in the city before it was applied to fighter jets.
Nowadays, the Phantom not only has firepower, but its protection has also been improved to a higher level. It can be said that it is both offensive and defensive. In addition, with the pilot present, even if the ghost clan joins forces to encircle and annihilate it, they will not be able to hit the fuselage.
With just one glide, the Phantom broke through the encirclement.
Then there were several clicks, and the four messengers were hit and fell to the ground.
This series of attacks and defenses are all completed in the blink of an eye. From opening the protective shield, to breaking through the encirclement, to attacking, all require the soldiers' skilled driving and skills to do it.
It seems simple, but in fact it requires strong mental strength and willpower, otherwise the aircraft will be destroyed if it stops for a moment in mid-air.
This is why Air Force selection is so strict.
But what is certain is that the group that can go to the battlefield today are definitely the elite among the elite.
All four Phantoms were intact and showed extremely high combat standards.
Ling Xuewei, a hundred meters away, withdrew her consciousness, satisfaction flashed in her eyes.
It seems that Di Jian's day and night training was not in vain. Coupled with today's actual combat experience, this batch of flying troops will be ready to fly.
However, the protective shield that comes with the phantom alone is not enough. There still needs to be combat power in the air, otherwise the phantom will become a complete target.
Without her instructions, Di Jian quickly discovered this and immediately sent a group of soldiers to fly out with swords to fight the messenger in the air.
With no worries, the phantom exerted its powerful destructive power and bombarded them all the way, causing numerous deaths and injuries to the ghost clan.
The 30,000 ghost army, under the attack of the heavy cannon Gatling fighter jets, lost nearly one third without even using a stick of incense.
Nearly ten thousand ghosts fell under the gunfire.
This terrifying number is enough to show how terrifying the weapons produced in space are!
Several elders were shocked and excited!
No wonder His Highness the Dark Emperor covets these weapons so much. With this treasure, the whole of Middle-earth is as easy as searching for something!
"The woman must be found!"
It's a pity that their plan will come to nothing.
How could Di Jian let them attack their 'king' so easily?
"At three o'clock in the rear, there is an enemy sneak attack. Support immediately!"
"Third team, two captains will lead a hundred people over! There is no need to attack them head-on, just hold them back!"
"Mirage 2 and 3, go to support!"
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Through the monitoring screen, all the surrounding scenes are clearly reflected in the eyes. Even the smallest scene is clearly visible.
Di Jian once again marveled at the level of someone's genius, that he could even create such a thing!
Ling Xuewei had no idea that she had been deified again. At this moment, she was leading Xiong Cang and Snowball Lightning around to the back of the ghost tribe's camp, planning to make a sneak attack.
Those elders probably never expected that the person they had worked so hard to find would actually come to their door quietly.
Snowballs and lightning shot out instantly like arrows from a string. In the blink of an eye, the figure enlarged into two giant mountains, and two spiritual lights, one blue and one white, shot out from its mouth!
"boom--!"
Two hundred-meter-high mountains were instantly razed to the ground!
Even the air seemed to be torn apart, with cracks appearing.
The ghost tribe's camp was instantly reduced to ashes. Several elders reacted quickly and erected a three-layer barrier in front, without causing any damage.
They were familiar with Ling Xuewei's information. As soon as the two giant beasts appeared, the pressure of the divine beasts revealed from their bodies made them immediately guess their identities.
Without hesitation, several people joined forces to summon three abyssal bone dragons!
Bone dragons are creatures from hell and are the pets of the ghost tribe. They are tireless, will not die, and are very troublesome.
The three bone dragons have bone wings on their backs, and their bodies are covered with white skeletons. Only their pupils are shining with purple-red light, which looks very strange.
As soon as they appear, they immediately lock onto the enemy, and three lines of hellish black fire spurt out!
Snowball and lightning emit blue flames and spiritual light at the same time, colliding with them!
With a roar, a huge airflow immediately hit the ground, and the sky darkened instantly, almost being drowned by this terrifying attack!
The wind and waves made people's clothes flutter. If they were ordinary people, they would have been cut into pieces by the blade-like airflow!
Xiong Cang stood in front of Ling Xuewei and refused to leave.
Ling Xuewei was not worried about the two little ones. They had long been dissatisfied because they had been recuperating and suffocating for a long time. Today, they just took the opportunity to stretch their muscles.
And she has no plans to take action for the time being.
Because so far, she has not found anyone at the level of protector of the Underworld Palace.
At such an important moment, it is impossible for the ghost clan to send only a few elders to guard the rear.
"Xiong Cang."
After whispering a few words in his ear, Xiong Cang nodded, then disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Ling Xuewei stayed in place alone, surrounded by smoke, and the air was filled with the unique smell of artillery shells, coming towards her.
"Come out."
She suddenly looked somewhere, her eyes sharp.
Silence in the forest.
Only the sound of the wind was heard.
"I know you are there." Ling Xuewei looked directly at the other side, "You want me to come over?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a red shadow flashed out.
It seemed to appear out of thin air, silently.
"It's you."
Ling Xuewei narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked at the man in red clothes with tattoos all over his face.
This person was none other than An Lu, one of the protectors of the Diming Palace, who had had a fateful relationship with her.
He is very powerful and has reached the level of Martial Saint. No wonder he couldn't detect his aura before.
"I wonder why there is no protector among the ghost army. It turns out they are hiding here."
"No, you are wrong. The target of the ghost army was originally you."
An Xiao's low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded, with red eyes like some kind of beast, "Normally there are many guards around you, so you can't get close. Now you are the only one left, let me see what you do!"
The ghosts are not fools either. They have tried their best to target Ling Xuewei. To be precise, it should be the weapons in her hands.
The reason why he attacked the Independent State was to root out her power so that he could take the people away. Now that she was finally alone, how could he let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?
This is the reason why Dark Devil has been lurking for so long without showing up.
"One word of advice, if you don't want to get hurt, just go ahead and capture me. Although you are already a second-level martial saint, you are still no match for me. You don't want that woman Su Qingdai to come and catch you in person, right?"
Ling Xuewei narrowed her eyes coldly, it seemed that her feud with Su Qingdai was no longer a secret.