Tian Yuan Xian Ji

The members of the Alliance of Outer Family Families are attacking the formation fiercely. The leader is none other than Feng Gan, the steward of the alliance. There are more than ten Nascent Soul cultivators beside him. The land is covered.

And behind everyone, there are a Xuanling ship and five Yuanling ships escorting them.

With the power of the cannonballs of the fourth-order Xuanling ship and the third-order Yuanling ship, they are naturally inferior to the attacks of the Huashen cultivator and more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators.

Stopping at the rear is just in case. If the enemy suddenly breaks out, you can fire shells to temporarily force back the enemy's attack and buy time for your own retreat.

Big runes flowed on the light curtain, and under the attack of the crowd, the golden runes shattered one after another.

The rumbling sound rang in the ears, the ground stone chips splashed, and the entire formation trembled.

The reason why Jiang Huan chose to attack from here was because Chen Ying led the team to pull out the formation flag from Feng Gan, so he thought that this person was weak, and it was the persimmon who picked up the softness.

Everyone waited quietly in the formation for about an incense stick, only to see Jiang Huan slowly raised his right arm and clenched it into a fist.

The light curtain in front of him shook like water waves, melting a gap.

"Attack." Jiang Huan shouted in a low voice, his figure flashed, and he came out of the big formation, followed by everyone, filing out.

"Let's go." Seeing a gap in the light curtain melted, and the inner light flashed out, Feng Qian made a decisive decision, and with a move of his hand, he retracted the magic weapon and withdrew to the rear.

Seeing this, several Nascent Soul cultivators from the Family Alliance ran away without looking back, for fear of falling behind.

Jiang Huan took the lead, and he saw that both sides formed seals, and a hexagonal crystal the size of a palm was formed in front of him. With a push of his palms, the hexagonal crystal shot out, swelled and grew bigger in mid-air, and enveloped Fenggan.

At the same time, the warship fired a salvo, and dozens of shells shot in the air.

In the blink of an eye, the crystal grew to a size of hundreds of feet, shells hit it one after another, and a cloud of air flow rose high above the sky.

The cracks in the huge hexagonal crystal slowly extended, and the crackling sound could be heard endlessly. At a certain moment, the crystal burst, and the surrounding space was distorted visible to the naked eye. The waves in the space were higher than the waves, overwhelming the sky like a huge wave. go.

Chen Ying and Hua Rong were not idle either, they leaped past Jiang Huan, and chased after the fleeing family allied forces from left to right.

Seeing the space ripples rushing towards him like a huge wave, Feng Qian turned over a scroll in his hand, and a scroll unfolded, and the light inside was reflected, condensing into a faint blue light gate.

A wave of space ripples carried the shattered crystals and poured into the light gate one after another, like a stone bull entering the sea, and was absorbed by the light gate.

On the other side, Chen Ying and Hua Rong were chasing after the allied forces of the aristocratic family like tigers in a herd of sheep. Chen Ying's figure flashed, disappeared suddenly, and instantly crossed a distance of hundreds of feet. In the blink of an eye, they had caught up An early Nascent Soul cultivator who was behind.

I saw his hands slightly opened, condensed into a palm-sized ball of light, and hit the man.

The man had a cyan fan on his head, and the precious light was hanging down to protect him. He was flying, when he saw the local transformation god cultivator suddenly appearing in the sky, and when he raised his head and hit him with the light ball, his face paled in shock.

The ball of light hit the precious fan, and there was a crisp sound of "click", and the blue fan shattered inch by inch. The man's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was bloodless. A three-inch-sized baby without a piece of body floated out from above his head. infant.

The man was decisive, seeing that disaster was unavoidable, he directly abandoned his physical body. After the Nascent Soul was separated from the body, his eyes were closed tightly, his whole body was red, and he wanted to cast Yingdun to leave.

Unexpectedly, it was still a step too late. After the light ball in Chen Ying's hand smashed the green fan, the light enveloped the man's figure, and the space was squeezed and deformed.

The Nascent Soul was disturbed by external force, the Infant Escape Technique was interrupted, and the ball of light swallowed him, and the male Nascent Soul melted into the ball of light together with his body.

At this time, another round of shell attacks from the battleship followed, and the target was directed at Chen Ying. At the moment when the ball of light swallowed the man, the shell attack had already reached the front. Affected by the surrounding distorted space, the shell exploded directly, and the shock wave Wen swallowed Chen Ying whole.

Amidst the rising airflow, Chen Ying's figure rushed out from within, with a jade pendant hanging down from his head to protect his body.

The people on the side of the alliance also divided into two teams, bypassing Jiang Huan and chasing the fleeing rebels. Tang Ning set his sights on a man in the enemy army and flew in his direction. separated by a considerable distance.

At that time, the enemy reinforcements on the left and right sides had rushed to support him. Suddenly, the man in front paused, turned around, flipped his hands, and a piece of blue canvas rose in the wind, covering him.

It turned out that the man saw that he was the only one chasing after him, and considering that the reinforcements would arrive soon, he planned to hold him back and take him down as soon as the reinforcements arrived, so he stopped and fled, turned around and attacked.

The cyan canvas grew bigger and bigger, and hair-thin cyan lines shot out from inside. The lines criss-crossed and formed a giant net.

The man formed a seal in his hand, and the criss-crossing lines of light burst out, and the lines of light intersected with each other, faintly condensing into a blue light curtain, trapping him inside.

Before the cyan light curtain could take shape, the inner lines suddenly broke. Where Tangning's figure flashed, he used his hand as a knife, the cyan thread cracked like tofu, and the light curtain shattered.

He punched on the blue canvas above, with a loud bang, the blue canvas trembled violently, and the light shrank suddenly.

With just one blow, cracks appeared on the surface of the canvas. The man was shocked when he saw this. Although his green sail magic weapon is not known for its toughness, it will not be broken in one blow, just like a piece of tofu.

Regardless of what he was thinking, Tangning rushed out of the blue silk thread and headed straight for him.

How dare the man stay, turned around and fled.

Tangning's body shone with light, and a golden sun rose into the sky, growing bigger and bigger.

While the man was walking, he suddenly felt a little difficult to move. When he looked up, he saw a huge golden round sun in the sky above. The light from it dyed the sky and the earth golden, and the surrounding space was distorted and deformed until it was covered by golden light.

The spiritual power in the man's body surged wildly, resisting the invisible pressure around him, he pulled out a golden shield in his hand, and lowered the light to protect his body.

As the golden round sun above his head slowly fell, the golden space tightened a little bit, and the pressure on the golden shield became more and more intense, causing it to shake violently.

At this moment, the golden sun turned into a ray of light and quickly penetrated into Tangning's body. The entire golden space disappeared without a trace. While the man was in shock, he disappeared into the distance.

It turned out that there was a faintly visible escaping light coming from the left side. Looking at the escaping speed, it was clearly a monk who transformed into a god, and the reinforcements from the family alliance had arrived.

Tangning didn't dare to take any risks, so she quickly withdrew her magical powers and fled to the rear.

At the same time, Jiang Huan, who was fighting with Feng Gan, also noticed the reinforcements coming from the left and right sides.

He yelled to withdraw, put away his spells, and went into the formation. Everyone retreated in a hurry, all retracted into the formation, and the light curtain closed again.

The crowd attacked the rebels this time. Although it was very powerful and dispatched three monks who transformed themselves into gods and twenty elite Nascent Souls, it was actually just a lot of thunder and little rain. It's just rest time.

Most people just acted like chasing, waiting for the order to retreat at any time.

So when Jiang Huan spat out the word withdrawal, everyone quickly withdrew into the formation.

If Tangning hadn't relied on his own cultivation and strength, he wouldn't have dared to go so deep. Under such circumstances, for him, a late-stage Nascent Soul, chasing and fighting the enemy several miles away is definitely very risky. Looking at the twenty Nascent Soul cultivators in the team, it seems that he was the only one who fought head-on with the rebel monks for a while during this attack.

Others either failed to catch up with the fleeing rebels, or did not dare to pursue them deeply. Some even deliberately slowed down their flight speed so that they could return to the formation faster when they evacuated.

Everyone knows how risky this attack is. Once they are entangled by the enemy monks, they will inevitably die. Anyway, there are three monks who have turned into gods to lead the battle, so they don't need to do anything.

As soon as the rebel army saw the three deity-transforming monks rushing out, they fled in a panic. Except for Jiang Huan and Feng Gan, the steward of the rebel army, who played against each other and tried a few tricks back and forth, Chen Ying and Hua Rong faced the leaderless Yuan Yuan. Infant monks are like tigers chasing sheep and eagles chasing chickens.

In fact, with Jiang Huan, Chen Ying, and Hua Rong's cultivation base, the three of them shot at the same time. There was no pressure at all against such a small team of the enemy. To attract attention, spread fire.

In case reinforcements from both sides of the enemy army arrive, and they fail to withdraw into the formation in time, with so many multi-infant cultivators as bait, they can disperse the firepower output of the opponent's reinforcements and buy time for themselves.

This is not to measure the heart of a gentleman with caution, but the actual situation, otherwise there is no need for the three of them to bring such a group of oil bottles.

Before the attack, the chatter in the meeting hall was evident. At the beginning, Jiang Huan was not planning to personally attack and harass the opponent. He originally planned to let Chen Ying and Hua Rong lead the team. Dissatisfied with this arrangement, Jiang Huan had no choice but to go out in person.