Soon, Jinshuang and more than 900 divine kings and divine monarchs launched a second round of attack.
Another overwhelming magical light, shadow, wind, fire, and thunder poured on the multicolored light mask like a torrential flood, erupting with an earth-shaking loud noise.
The huge sound wave spread for tens of thousands of miles before dissipating.
The violent shock wave, wrapped in fragments of divine light, raged across the world for 80,000 miles.
As a result, the peaks in this area collapsed one after another, and the mountains also collapsed one after another, turning into devastated ruins.
Yellow sand filled the sky, blocking out the sun and making it chaotic and blurry for tens of thousands of miles.
The five-colored light mask once again withstood the fierce attack, but it only trembled and shook violently, and no cracks appeared.
Thousands of Nangong tribesmen breathed a sigh of relief and felt much more at ease.
Before, they were worried that this temporary formation might not be able to withstand the siege of Jinshuang's army.
Now it seems that the efforts of the eldest lady and the elders and deacons have not been in vain.
As time passed, Jinshuang and more than 900 divine kings and divine monarchs continued their attacks.
The loud "rumbling" sound never stopped, and the flashing divine light and raging shock waves never stopped either.
The colorful light mask with a radius of thousands of miles was shaking more and more violently.
After two hours, the power of the mask gradually decreased and cracks began to appear under the bombardment.
However, the Nangong clan members worked hard to repair the formation and add strength to the formation, and they were still able to support the pillars.
Three hours later, more and more cracks appeared in the formation and they were densely packed.
No matter how hard the Nangong clan members try, they can't repair the cracks as fast as the Jinshuang army's destruction.
Six hours later, half a day passed.
The cracks on the colorful mask have turned into cracks, and there are dozens of them.
The long cracks are dozens of feet long, the short ones are more than ten feet long, and the widths are all over one foot.
With so many cracks, many powerful God Kings can actually pass through and get into the defensive formation if they reduce their size.
But Jinshuang and the seven inspectors did not do that. It was too risky.
Once they got in and were besieged by thousands of Nangong tribesmen, they would be caught in a trap with no way to escape.
If Nangong Buhuo, Nangong Nihuang and others are lurking in the dark waiting for an opportunity, then if they get into the formation, they will die.
The safest way is to wait for the army to break through the defensive formation and then rush in together.
Before I knew it, the day passed like this.
Finally, the defensive formation was riddled with holes, filled with gaps and loopholes, and was on the verge of collapse.
At this time, Jinshuang suddenly roared, holding a sword in both hands and falling from the sky, slashing towards the crumbling defensive formation.
Many inspectors, divine kings and divine monarchs stepped aside one after another, and their eyes fell on him.
Even the Nangong clan members in the formation looked at Jinshuang falling from the sky, showing deep worry and fear.
"ha!"
Jinshuang shouted loudly, holding the sword with both hands and slashing out a thousand-foot-long, dazzling sacred sword light.
There was only a loud "boom" sound, and the thousand-foot giant sword struck the five-colored light shield with a bang, splitting it in half.
Unknown how many fragments of divine light splashed out in both directions, creating a terrifying hurricane.
Most of the defensive formation collapsed, but the power of the thousand-foot giant sword did not diminish at all, and it struck the ground with a bang.
A thousand-foot mountain peak was chopped into rubble on the spot, and hundreds of Nangong tribesmen had no time to escape and were killed on the spot.
Such a heroic scene made many Nangong tribesmen filled with fear and subconsciously stepped back.
How could the seven inspectors and so many god-kings let go of this opportunity to flatter them?
Everyone showed appropriate expressions of admiration and clapped excitedly.
Jinshuang stood in the sky, holding the divine sword and pointing at the earth, with a majestic posture.
With this sword strike, most of the shame, anger and anger in his heart dissipated, and he felt much better.
When he saw thousands of Nangong tribesmen trembling in the collapsed formation, as if they were facing a formidable enemy's retreat, he became even more arrogant and looked up to the sky laughing.
"Hahahaha...Old thief Nangong, get out and die!"
After laughing, he carried the divine sword, led many divine kings and divine monarchs, and rushed into the formation in a mighty manner, heading straight for the Guangming Hall on the main peak.
Those thousands of Nangong tribesmen were fearful and full of worries, but they were not weak or timid.
They retreated nearly a hundred miles, formed two lines of defense, and then stopped retreating.
Led by three elders and more than 20 deacons, they launched a brave counterattack.
"Come on!"
"Kill!"
"Even if you die in battle, you can't lose the face of the Nangong clan!"
Many passionate young men let out stubborn roars.
The three elders and more than 20 deacons took the lead in the charge, taking the lead, using all their strength to display magical skills, releasing a magical light that covered the sky and the sun.
“Bang bang bang!”
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The two groups of men and horses soon overlapped and intertwined, and collided fiercely.
The light and shadow of divine magic collided fiercely in the sky, and a deafening loud noise was heard, shaking the earth.
Divine light covered the sky, raging shock waves shook the earth, and endless fragments of divine light were flying.
The hoarse shouts of killing are still echoing between heaven and earth.
The mountains, rivers and jungles beneath everyone's feet have begun to collapse and fission, turning into devastated ruins.
Dust was swirling, blood was splattering, and broken limbs were flying all over the sky. All that was left in this area was a scene of blood and fire.
The most intense hand-to-hand combat brings about the most brutal battlefield, which is shocking.
Seeing that, after only a few encounters between the two sides, the Nangong clan suffered heavy casualties and continued to retreat.
No matter the three elders, more than 20 deacons, or thousands of Nangong clan members, they are no match for Jinshuang's army.
Jinshuang's party had just killed and wounded more than thirty gods, and the casualties of the Nangong tribe had already exceeded a hundred.
If this continues, I am afraid that thousands of Nangong clan members will be killed within two hours.
By then, more than half of the Jinshuang army will survive!
Thinking of this, the morale of Jinshuang's army increased, and they charged even more bravely.
Thousands of Nangong clan members were all anxious and anxiously thinking to themselves, why didn't the family head and the eldest lady take action?
At this moment, the Guangming Hall on the main peak suddenly lit up with several rays of divine light, and a roar came out.
The long roar that pierced through the cracked gold and stone came through the air, causing many mountain peaks to tremble.
Jinshuang looked up and saw several powerful God Kings approaching in the form of streams of light.
The leader is none other than Nangong Buhuo, who is wearing a blue brocade robe and a divine crown!
"Old thief Nangong, you can't sit still after all?"
A sneer appeared at the corner of Jinshuang's lips, and she mocked in a contemptuous tone.
However, after Nangong Buhuo and the four powerful God Kings rushed forward, they did not take action to support the Nangong tribe.
They sacrificed several artifacts one after another and attacked the rear of Jinshuang's army.
"Swish! Swish!"
A total of twelve artifacts fell into the ruins, immediately bursting into light and forming a huge barrier!