"The territory of Shanshuihou, ten thousand troops arrived! Fight for the right path!"
"The territory of Qingshan Hou, 30,000 troops arrived! Fight for the people!"
"The territory of Honghuahou, 20,000 troops arrived! Fight to eliminate the unrighteous and incompetent monarch!"
...
One by one, roaring in an orderly manner, spitting out from the mouths of tens of thousands of people at the same time, forming a huge wave of sound, and a torrent, like thunder, resounding in the sky.
As the sound of roaring sounded, vast battle formations floated up from the thirteen outer cities.
Each battle formation is based on the Wanjindan monk, and a powerful god-transforming cultivation is used as the formation eye. The power of the whole world is combined into one to form a terrifying vitality power, passing through large Taoist weapons and even holy soldiers.
Blessings and gains condense terrifying laws and great ways, which are enough to easily kill the gods and seriously injure a true saint.
To the end.
"Jiangshen City, a hundred thousand troops, fight for the Marquis of Zishan!"
With the biggest shout and roar, the most vast standing formation also rose from the sky in Jianghan City. This standing formation is dozens of miles in radius, composed of countless soldiers covered with sharp and sharp warriors, guarding the saints.
Soldiers, one by one, the powerful gods transformed into gods.
In this formation, the aura of each warrior was extremely powerful. His eyes were as cold as iron, so firm that there was no trace of emotion. No one seemed to be able to shake their fighting spirit. And the aura of the 100,000 Golden Pills was like a trickle of water flowing into small
The streams form big rivers, and the rivers enter the sea, gather together to form a heart-wrenching momentum that fills the void, crushes the earth and shakes the building.
“It’s so scary.”
Seeing this scene, even Princess Mo Yu, who had been through the battlefield for a long time, had a pretty face changed color, her delicate body tightened, and her heart was terrified.
The Hidden Sect is high above, and the Holy Land God Sect has a long history and is powerful.
In terms of single-player strength, a semi-saint-level elder of the Holy Land God Sect is enough to fight an invincible hand of an empire and can kill anyone, including the king of a country.
But why does this happen rarely?
Secular dynasties and hidden sects often do not interfere with the river.
Can you achieve some degree of balance?
The reason lies in the power of the battle formation!
The battle formation can turn zero into wholes, gather sand into towers, just like an ant is insignificant, but ten thousand or hundreds of millions of ants, if the command is moderate and the cooperation is tacit, it can kill an elephant, forming a pair.
The ultimate deterrence of the hidden sects prevents them from easily invading the secular world and offending a dynasty!
Now, eleven princes, eleven armies, eleven battle formations, and more than 200,000 war soldiers with golden elixir cultivation gather in Jianghan City!
Amazing momentum!
It has the power to crush mountains and rivers, tear the sky, and destroy withered and rotten!
It can be said that this is the strongest power of the empire, surpassing the royal family!
The horns are continuous, rising from all directions and eight methods, from far to near, which represents the battle formations quickly approaching the main city of Jianghan City.
Even though this horn is hundreds of miles apart, it still seems to ring in the ears of everyone. It seems to touch the rules of music. It can inspire the morale of the warriors, make their blood boil, and their fighting spirit surging. It can also shock the enemy's soul and disintegrate the battle.
consciousness.
Although the effect is far less than that of the Twelve Divine Sounds of Langhuan, it is essentially the same path.
The battle formation in Jianghan City was also approaching first at the fastest speed.
"release!"
"war!"
The spiritual armor on the 100,000 cultivators shone light at the same time. Countless magic powers gathered from each person through the spiritual armor and magic array into the body of Zishan Hou.
The purple-shirted Hou jumped into the air, his momentum rose steadily, stretching out the field, and the Dharma image turned into a huge wild giant that was a thousand meters high.
This giant and he looked like a look, stepping on the sky and the earth, holding an axe in one hand and a shield in the other. Once it appears, the terrifying fluctuations fill the void. The power is stronger than the half-step return to the void, making the mountains and rivers explode and catching up with the real one.
The saint of Returning to Xu. He was confident that he wanted to kill Jiang Tian and Princess Mo Yu as if he was taking a picture of his pocket.
"Princess, do you still dare to fight me?"
The purple-shirted Marquis was high above, full of arrogance, with a look of dignity, looking down at Jiang Tian and Mo Yu like an ant.
"war!"
The monks in the battle formation were roaring, urging the golden elixir, making waves of roars.
The rolling vital energy surged out of the dantian, and after transformation, blessing and concentration of magic circles, it finally gathered on the body of the respective princes, or the Taoist weapons and holy weapons in their hands.
For a moment, the sky was full of images.
"Reverse!"
"kill!"
With the blessing of the vast battle formation, the ten princes in the south either shone with golden light, burned the sky with red flames, rolled in black tides, or covered the sky with silver wings, evolved into different Dharma images and divine realms, standing more than ten miles apart.
Surround Princess Mo Yu and Jiang Tian.
Each of them has grown stronger and has become extremely powerful, ten times more than ten times more than the original one.
He even caught up with Fang Jinlong and Princess Mo Yu.
"Catch me? Remedy my Zishan Hou's crime!"
The Zishan Hou was so proud that he sneered.
"I dare to ask, why are you?"
The Zishan Hou shouted, looking fearless.
"this……"
At this moment, under the questioning of Zishan Hou, Princess Mo Yu was furious, but she was speechless.
In fact, if the armies of the four great dukes gather together, they even only need two great dukes to compete with them.
But the problem is that the princes are just a mess and cannot unite!
It is even more impossible to unite to defend the Eastern royal family!
If the Zishan Hou can gather the twenty-three armies of the southern princes, then it will be invincible and will not be regarded as a sharp enemy!
The strength is always relative, not absolute.
At this moment, she couldn't help but panic and sent a message to Jiang Tian: "Mr. Jiang, what should I do now? Unexpectedly, Zishan Hou was acting so fast. In just three days, he secretly gathered hundreds of thousands of troops.
He even avoided the surveillance of many of my spies. You, you are too reckless this time!"
The action was quite rushed.
Because she expected that the Zishan Hou would take extreme actions, she did not dare to leave the palace these days because the palace also had divine formations to protect it and occupied the home advantage. Once she left the palace, it would be even more dangerous.
But suddenly, Jiang Tian came.
Without saying a word, using the method of "the universe in the sleeve", Lin Yang and the Little Princess Dongfang Ying were put into the space produced by fate, and then brought Princess Mo Yu to "set the accounts" with Zishan Hou.
Because the incident happened suddenly and Jiang Tian taught Lang Huan's Twelve Divine Sounds, Dongfang Moyu also trusted Jiang Tian quite well, so he followed without asking much.
Now, Princess Mo Yu regrets it very much and is surrounded by eleven battle formations. It’s like giving away a head.
Jiang Tian seemed to be smiling but not smiling, his eyes were lowered, and he didn't say a word, as if he was speechless.