Although Jiang Yonglong's thunder blow just now killed five to six million foreign troops, and even killed 600 peak Mahayana monks, this was just a way to stop the boiling water.
There were too many armies from outside the realm, and they were constantly breaking through the border. Jiang Yonglong only bought more time for the True Dragon Clan.
"Chief, your internal damage is too serious. Please retreat first and let us guard this place!"
"Clan leader, if you continue to fight like this, you may be in danger of losing your life!"
Two five-clawed golden dragons immediately guarded Jiang Yonglong and hurriedly initiated a sound transmission.
"There is no need to talk nonsense. At this time, how can I, the king, retreat from the battle? Even if I die today, I will die under the pillar of Tongtian!"
Jiang Yonglong responded via voice transmission, with a trace of unwillingness flashing in his eyes.
The silver-robed monk saw Jiang Yonglong's decline, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and shouted: "The leader of the True Dragon Clan has suffered heavy losses, and his combat power is reduced to ten percent. Let's attack quickly and kill this five-clawed golden dragon!"
"kill!"
The army of monks from the outside world relied on their strength to attack even more crazily.
Jiang Yonglong was too exhausted, and his defense alone was already very difficult. The other two five-clawed golden dragons were far less powerful than Jiang Yonglong. Facing the storm of attacks, they gradually became exhausted, covered in blood, and their injuries became more and more serious.
"Dong dong dong!"
Many attacks hit the Tongtian Pillar. Fortunately, the Tongtian Pillar was extremely strong, so there was no serious problem for a while.
As for the remaining monks of the True Dragon Clan, they all used their best to defend themselves against attacks from all directions.
The battle lasted for half a day, and these True Dragon clansmen were exhausted. Now they could only defend with all their strength, without any chance to counterattack.
Every once in a while, one or two True Dragon monks would die on the battlefield. If this continues, the True Dragon monks will be defeated sooner or later.
The True Dragons are an aloof race. Even if they know they will die, they still want to fight until the last moment.
Just when the situation was in danger, the "reinforcements" from the True Dragon Clan finally arrived.
Several monks including Shen Lang, Ao Xiao, Su Ruoxue, Xiaorou, Le Feier, Ouyang Changfeng, Xie Ying, Shenxiu, etc. rushed into the battlefield and flew towards the Tongtian Pillar.
"Who are they? Stop them quickly!"
The silver-robed monk's eyes were as bright as fire and he shouted angrily.
With an order, a large number of Holy World troops swarmed forward, trying to chase and intercept Shen Lang and other monks.
"Go away!"
Shen Lang, who was rushing at the front, shouted loudly and activated his sword domain to the extreme. The layers of silver swords, shadows and light blades crazily strangled the surrounding army of foreign monks, as if they were in an uninhabited land.
As soon as the extremely powerful silver light passed by, the hordes of holy armies turned into a blood mist. The monks in the holy world had almost no ability to resist, and were killed by the monstrous sword shadow into a blood mist.
"this……"
The silver-robed monk's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that the True Dragon Clan would have such powerful reinforcements.
In the blink of an eye, Shen Lang, Ao Xiao and other monks arrived under the Tongtian Pillar.
"Three ancestors, fortunately, the reinforcements from the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance have arrived!" Ao Xiao shouted towards Jiang Yonglong and other three ancestors of the True Dragon Clan.
The two five-clawed golden dragons were tired of defending and glanced at Shen Lang and other monks. They were very dissatisfied and questioned: "No, how come there are only so many people from the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance?"
"The Tongtian Pillar is related to the safety of the three realms. Don't they want to care about the life and death of the creatures in the three realms?"
Shen Lang opened up his sword domain to defend himself from attacks from all directions, and explained hurriedly: "Two fellow Taoists, please listen to Shen's explanation. The army from the outside world also invaded Qishan half a day ago, and the army of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance is fighting with it, and it is temporarily unable to leave.
Kai. Shen brought some great supernatural monks to support the True Dragon Clan on behalf of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance!"
Su Ruoxue also helped explain: "Two fellow Taoists, please believe us. My husband Shen Lang is the number one master of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance. He alone is enough to save the True Dragon Clan from the siege!"
"Are you kidding! This kid is not a true immortal from the upper realm, how can he save us from the siege?" One of the five-clawed golden dragons pointed at Shen Lang angrily, feeling as if he was being played by the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance.
"Don't the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance know how important the Tongtian Pillar is? No matter how much you despise it, you should bring more monks here!" Another five-clawed golden dragon roared through gritted teeth.
Su Ruoxue felt a little angry. They came to support her with good intentions, but they were despised.
"Shut up! In the current war, what are you two cowards arguing about?"
Jiang Yonglong shouted angrily.
The other two five-clawed golden dragons immediately fell silent.
"Young friend Shen Lang, and all the masters from the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance, thank you for coming to help me."
Jiang Yonglong gratefully thanked Shen Lang and the other monks, and then loudly ordered: "All the monks of the True Dragon Clan will obey the order and fully cooperate with fellow Taoist Shen Lang to kill these foreign monks!"
"yes!"
Although the True Dragon Clan monk responded verbally, he was still unsure in his heart. The eyes of all the True Dragon Clan members focused on Shen Lang, with a hint of suspicion.
The True Dragon Clan members have always lived in the Dragon Tomb and almost never go out. They are not aware of the fame that Shen Lang has made in the Three Realms over the years.
And Jiang Yonglong's eyes were so vicious that he could see that Shen Lang was no longer what he used to be. This person alone was definitely worthy of a top-notch reinforcements.
I still remember that Zhang Daoling once predicted that Shen Lang would be the one to break the disaster and save the world, and Jiang Yonglong also placed his hope on Shen Lang.
Shen Lang didn't talk nonsense, and shouted sternly with no expression on his face: "Comrades, come with me... kill!"
"Tiangang Pure Yang Sword Formation!"
Shen Lang's eyes were about to burst, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of golden blood, replenishing a large amount of chaotic spiritual power into the sword space, and unleashed his most powerful killing move!
In the sword domain space, the endless silver sword shadows and light blades condensed into nine huge silver scorching suns. The scorching suns were filled with dense silver light filaments. They were transformed by the nine flying swords, and were filled with energy compressed to the extreme.
The terrifying power that destroys heaven and earth!
The next moment, nine rays of silver blazing sun carried the force of the sun and the moon collapsing! The power of the sky's annihilation! They pressed towards the Holy World army on the opposite side one after another, and took the lead in targeting the silver-robed monk who commanded the Holy World army.
"What kind of magical power is this?"
The silver-robed monk was so frightened that he took in a breath of cold air. He could feel the extremely powerful power of the nine huge silver scorching suns. He hurriedly took out an immortal shield and started to move it crazily, trying to resist Shen Lang.
s attack.
"Boom boom boom!!!"
Nine rounds of silver scorching sun hit one after another, and the silver-robed monks were instantly submerged in the strong light, making a harsh roar.
Under the bombardment of nine rounds of silver scorching sun, the low-grade fairy shield in the hands of the silver-robed monk was damaged, and a large number of cracks appeared on the surface! Until it fell into pieces.
"ah!!!"
The silver-robed monk let out a horrifying scream, and his body was turned into powder by nine rounds of silver scorching sun.
Seventy or eighty of the Mahayana peak leaders beside him were also swallowed up by the silver sword shadows that filled the sky. Their bodies were torn apart by the bombardment, and they died on the spot!
This was not over yet. The energy shock generated by the explosion of the nine silver scorching suns continued to spread, killing nearly three to four hundred thousand monks!