Together with the two True Lords of the Soul, they also fell.
Looking at the three great primordial spirits who seemed to be carried away directly by the stream of light, all the primordial spirits, transformed gods, and even the refining spirits who witnessed this scene were stunned.
It took a full second before a burst of frightened and angry roars suddenly came from the mouth of Yuan Zhenhai, the leader of the Tianhai Gang.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Under his shock mixed with the power of divine thoughts, one by one the True Monarchs of Yuanshen and the great cultivators of the Transformation of Gods woke up one after another.
"The West, the attack comes from the West! Lingxiao City is launching an attack on us!"
"How is it possible... Didn't the advance fleet just send news that it had captured traces of the war weapon called the Black Bird? Based on the speed of this war weapon, it will take at least thirty seconds for them to arrive on the battlefield...
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"Whether you believe it or not, Lingxiao City's attack has arrived. If you don't want to end up like the Black Shark Island Master, who was caught off guard and had no power to resist, you must be alert."
One by one, the True Lords of Yuanshen lost their confidence just now and were confident of victory.
Chaotic thoughts filled the sky above the fleet.
Although some of them felt that the deaths of Hei Jing and the other three True Monarchs of Yuan Shen were unexpected, but the loss of the three True Monarchs all at once...
This has been a devastating blow to the overseas coalition forces.
Faced with such a heavy loss, no True Lord of Yuanshen dared to relax even a little bit.
One by one, the soul wielded a sword for the first time, flying swords in all directions.
The powerful spiritual thoughts are like streams of light, spreading wantonly into the distance, searching for the direction of the coming attack.
And almost at the same time that they activated their spiritual thoughts, there was another stream of light at the end of the sky.
This time, they finally "see clearly" the culprit who attacked them.
But at the same time that the spiritual thoughts captured these culprits, each of the True Lords of Yuanshen turned pale and lost their voice in shock.
"How could it be so fast!?"
"This kind of speed...is it possible for a heavenly being to wield a sword!?"
"Too fast! Be careful! Hide!"
Panic shouts and chaotic spiritual messages filled the void.
Even though these True Lords of Yuanshen relied on their spiritual thoughts to capture the attack trajectories of the second round of eight shells, but...
The speed of these projectiles is too fast.
It is so fast that even if the sword is wielded at full speed, it is only four to five times the speed of sound, or even three times the speed of sound, and it is impossible to intercept it.
Moreover, this kind of attack, which was far superior to the True Lord Yuanshen and equivalent to the sword-level attack of a heavenly being, directly disrupted all the combat plans of the Overseas Allied Forces and the True Lord Yuanshen.
They had anticipated the scenario where the Black Bird Fighter and the three great Yuanshen Lords Xin Tianqi, Cheng Lixue and Jingyunshan would attack at the same time.
I have anticipated the scene where Xuannio fighter planes and True Monarch Yuanshen will cover up and lead the crowd into battle in ancient and modern times.
I even expected that throughout the ages, I would choose to fight and defeat various plans.
Even in the worst case scenario, where they abandoned Yulong City, did not choose to confront them head-on, and directly used a small number of masters to lurk in Lizhou, they had formulated a corresponding plan.
But none of these plans allow the attack to arrive immediately before the enemy appears.
This is still an attack that is as fast as a heavenly sword.
"Bang!"
In a panic, three of the eight cannonballs were blocked and four were avoided, but one still hit a True Monarch of the Soul.
It was so terrifying that it was equivalent to the attack strength of a blow from the sword of the Peak True Lord, and it directly shot the island owner, who was generally poorly equipped, into the air.
He followed in the footsteps of Sombra and the other three great true kings.
"Damn it! What the hell is this!"
"Heavy artillery! This is Lingxiao City's heavy artillery! It's just... the speed of this heavy artillery is many times faster than expected!"
"Everyone gathers together and forms a formation. This kind of artillery shells are coming straight at us. We use regional defense tactics. Each person is responsible for an area and carries out saturation interception. We will definitely be able to intercept all these artillery shells!"
"If we defend for a long time, we will lose. The soul wields the sword and takes the initiative. We cannot continue to be beaten passively."
One by one, the True Lords of Yuanshen quickly discussed tactics.
In the end, everyone still preferred attack over defense.
One by one, the True Lords of the Yuanshen quickly wielded their swords and shot them in the direction of the cannonballs.
And their true bodies quickly hid.
Without the restraints of the physical body, the speed of many true kings in the sword-wielding state of the soul increased sharply. Coupled with the powerful power of divine thoughts, soon...
The Blackbird fighter plane sixty miles away has appeared in their perception.
However, when they "saw" the number of Blackbird fighter jets clearly, their hearts suddenly sank.
"Eight...eight planes!?"
"Every time I encountered eight attacks that were almost like being wielded by a celestial sword, I had a bad guess in my mind. Could it be that during this period, Lingxiao City has completed the expansion of the production of this kind of war weapon and has eight of them?
I didn’t expect that the Black Bird fighter jet would become a reality so quickly!”
"Eight Black Bird fighter jets...according to intelligence, each Black Bird fighter jet is no less intimidating than a top True Lord. Eight Black Bird jets are equivalent to eight top True Lords..."
Each true king felt a chill rising all over his body.
Under normal circumstances, only two ordinary true kings can defeat one top true king.
Even just to the extent of being entangled.
The eight top true kings are equivalent to the combat power of sixteen ordinary true kings!
After their fifteen-party coalition had already lost four True Lords, nine people were left...
It is almost equivalent to a one-on-one confrontation with the top true king!
What can they do to resist!?
"Retreat! Retreat! Return to the fleet and use the power of the great monk of the God of Transformation to assist in defense!"
The leader, High True Lord Long Ao, made a prompt decision.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the remaining True Lords immediately turned around and left.
Under the Yuanshen's sword that travels three to four times, or even four to five times the speed of sound, the Blackbird fighter planes controlled by ancient and modern people may not be able to kill it.
However, there is no need to shoot the soul that controls the flying sword throughout the ages.
The Blackbird fighter jet was not only modified from a close-range anti-aircraft gun to a rail gun, but also added an airborne radar.
Moreover, due to the lessons learned by Gu Chifeng and others, the new airborne radar can not only scan the demon's energy and blood, but also scan the fluctuations of the soul of the True Lord Yuanshen.
At this time, one of the True Lords of Yuanshen was wielding a sword, and their spiritual thoughts were fluctuating in all directions. The positions of their bodies were almost invisible.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Streamer laser.
Cannonballs were propelled by electromagnetic force and flew out at ten times the speed of sound, passing through the void and instantly surpassing the masters of the Yuanshen who wielded swords. The target...
Directly to their true nature.
This scene made those True Lords' Yuanshen who relied on flying swords to quickly dodge a little stunned.
But then, they realized something.
"not good!"
"The Black Bird fighter plane's attack is our main body!"
"Run! Run! Run!"
The expressions of the True Lords of the Yuanshen changed drastically, and their thoughts were filled with fear and despair.
Compared with the soul, the ontology is their true foundation.
When the soul is destroyed, the true king will suffer backlash, but he can recover after some cultivation.
But once the main body is killed, the soul will be reduced to a rootless duckweed. When the energy is exhausted, the only end that awaits them is ashes.
In an instant, the True Lords of the Yuanshen who shot flying swords flew up and down one by one, running around as fast as possible.
Almost as they were running away, eight streams of light came through the sky.
The orbital gun shells were obviously not large in size, but when they hit the battleships where the True Monarchs of the Soul were located, they unleashed an astonishing mass-energy effect.
Like a tungsten rod projected from the sky, the warship where the five primordial gods were being targeted was directly penetrated, and vast and violent power erupted when the two collided.
The entire warship, which was more than 160 meters long, seemed to be cut off from the middle. The position where the warship was hit sank toward the bottom of the sea under the drag of inertial force. However, the bow and stern of the ship were raised high, at an angle of thirty degrees.
, fifty degrees, or even seventy degrees...
Thousands of soldiers and sailors who were responsible for operating and controlling the battleship were like ants sliding down from both ends of the bow and stern as the battleship tilted.
Those with better skills could grab some supports immediately and delay death, while those with poor skills would throw up their heads and scream, slipping and falling into the sea, splashing with a large amount of water waves.
Countless people screamed in terror, and amidst the screams, three of the True Lords of Yuanshen were directly shot dead.
The other two True Lords of Yuanshen were just lucky enough to save their lives.
At this time, people with good eyesight could already see the eight Black Bird fighter jets flying over forty miles away in the void.
but……
However, the overseas coalition forces have completely lost the courage to confront Lingxiao City and the eight Blackbird fighters.
"Quick! Gather! All the great cultivators of the God Transformation will assemble around me! Let's work together to resist!"
"We can't stop these eight Black Bird fighter planes, run away! Run away quickly!"
"How could this happen? How could this happen? How come there are so many Blackbird fighter jets in Lingxiao City!?"
Panic and confusion quickly spread among the overseas coalition forces.
This is not only true for cultivators, refining gods, and transforming gods, but also for the True Lord of Yuanshen.
Why are there clearly eighteen True Lords of Yuanshen overseas, but they never dare to actually kill Jiangzhou?
It's because these forces are completely fragmented.
Not to mention the Twelve Islands in the East China Sea, even Lizhou was divided into six major forces. They refused to obey anyone and even fought against each other endlessly.
There is no unified dispatch, no leader with enough prestige, and the continuation of grudges for countless years...
There is no better crowd than this.
This kind of army is naturally successful in fighting a smooth battle, but once it encounters a more powerful opponent than them, all its shortcomings will be exposed.
Just like before, some need to concentrate on defense, and some need to take the initiative.
And now...
Some people also wanted to organize a defense, while others simply abandoned the fleet and fled.
The place was in chaos.
However, their confusion will not affect the killing efficiency of ancient and modern times.
He controlled eight Blackbird fighter jets with the method of true spirit possession, and kept firing cannonballs one after another.
Driven by electromagnetic force and mass-energy effect, these cannonballs are not at all as powerful as sharp swords and heavy artillery.
Under this terrifying attack, both iron-clad ships and wooden warships were blown to pieces.
Death and screams enveloped every corner of the sea.