Chapter 340 Offensive and defensive battle!
Such a brutal fighting was visible to everyone in the Holy City. While their hearts were trembling with fear, some older figures also sighed in astonishment:

"Even an ancient family like the Jiang family cannot withstand the covetousness of the world."

"The former God King of the Eastern Wilderness reappeared in the world and actually caused such a catastrophe. I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse?"

"But with such a battle, King Jiang Shen may not be able to escape this night. After being trapped in Zishan for 4000 years, it will end like this. It is a pity."

Outside the Hualong Pond, thirteen top masters came together. They were tall and majestic, like gods and demons, and they were all powerful figures.

Now the steps are surprisingly consistent, and the thumping footsteps seem to trample on everyone's hearts, which makes people shocked and despairing at the same time.

Their casual attack caused the Jiang family's iron-clad defenses to crumble, and they headed straight for Huanglong to reach the underground palace.

Thirteen Holy Lord-level figures have arrived. Which force in the world can stop them?

"Thirteen supreme holy masters all took action together. What kind of feat is this?"

Seeing this scene, Wu Zhongtian, who was as calm as a mountain, swallowed his saliva in shock and lost his mind for a moment.

"Yes, there are so many peerless powerful men. Can the Jiang family and King Jiang Shen stop them?"

Ye Fan felt the terrifying dragon of energy and blood, with the same complex expression, secretly clenching his fists, feeling a little unsure.

He had never seen Jiang Taixu take action, nor had he felt Jiang Taixu's supreme energy. What impressed him most was his old skeleton-like body and his still sober mental outlook.

"All Saints seems to be determined. I don't know if that old guy can stop him."

The little black dog was also frightened. Seeing the battle in the Holy Land, he didn't know what to say for a while.

If we say that the most relaxed person here is probably the little girl, she sits neatly next to a few people with her big eyes flashing, not affected by the terrifying aura around her at all, as quiet as a little porcelain doll. .

"Who are you?"

"The fate of our ancestor, the God King, the Nine Secrets of Dou Zi Jue, or the Secret of the Purple Mountain Emperor. Which one do you want to make you wait for a big attack?"

Jiang Yun retreated to the entrance of the underground palace and questioned the thirteen invading Holy Lord-level figures.

"Is this important? We just want King Jiang Shen to die!"

A strong man shrouded in black mist spoke coldly.

"Haha, I would like it if I had the chance!"

Another tall figure that looked like twinkling stars said with a smile.

"But why are you still doing this useless struggle now?"

"Give up, a person who shouldn't have survived."

"You Jiang family violated a taboo and caused public outrage!"

Several other words, either red flames reaching the sky, or gray mist covering the body, or unworldly figures shining brightly, also spoke one after another.

Their auras were completely covered. No one knew each other, but without exception, their true identities were all top figures in the Eastern Wasteland.

The blood was in the sky and the murderous intent was everywhere. Only 13 people seemed to have surrounded the Jiang family's countless troops. Their eyes were looking at the withered figure with closed eyes in the Hualong Pond.

"We, the Jiang family, swear not to give in to those crooked words!"

Jiang Yun's eyes were as bright as golden lamps. There was an ancient tower above his head, and a war gun appeared in his hand. He pointed at the thirteen powerful Holy Lords and said:
"Our ancestor, Emperor Hengyu, stands tall and proud, and invites all the world to worship him. We, the sons and daughters of the Jiang family, are not afraid of life or death. We will fight to the last drop of blood before we fall!"

Jiang Yun said in an upright and eloquent voice. His voice spread in all directions, arousing the blood of the Jiang family and making people shake their heads with regret.

Thirteen powerful men have arrived, and they are restrained by the holy soldiers of the extreme realm. How can the Jiang family resist?
It sounds like a heartfelt move, but to put it another way, is it not a mantis mantis who is ignorant of current affairs? "Haha, you are so strong and strong, so touching!"

A peerless expert shrouded in glazed light smiled while stroking his hands, but then his words were filled with endless murderous intent, and he took action directly, saying:

"If that's the case, then you're going to die!"

This powerful man reached out with his palm, and endless glazed divine light suddenly appeared in his hand, and one after another divine light intertwined in his palm.

In the blink of an eye, it was as if a small transparent world was born. The endless divine light turned into the sword world, and the mighty force came directly to Jiang Yun's face.

But Jiang Yun is also an extremely powerful person, so how can he be without means?
He sneered, and with a stroke of Zhan Ge in his hand, a crimson spear edge passed through the void, carrying vast divine power, and hit the small world of glazed glass with one blow, almost breaking it open directly.

But he quietly made a seal with his other hand, and the ancient tower above his head suddenly rose into the sky, and a stream of light was drawn to suppress it on the underground palace, stirring up endless formations of light.

"boom!"

The two people who were still in a brief stalemate, after this burst of divine light flashed, the figure of the powerful man shrouded in the divine light of Liuli suddenly sank, and his aura became unstable for a moment, and the small world of Liuli was shattered. opened.

"What's going on? My power has been suppressed?"

The moment Liuli's little world was broken open, he said solemnly.

"No, there's something weird about that little tower. It seems to have activated the array pattern!"

Another powerful man reached out to grab him, wanting to help the powerful man shrouded in Liuli escape from the crisis. His big hands, as red as blood, intertwined with the terrifying power of Taoism, penetrated the void and withstood the battles that continued to sweep in. Ge.

"boom!"

Jiang Yun's figure was like lightning, and he attacked left and right with a black war sword. He kept colliding with the two holy master-level figures in a majestic manner. In just a short moment, the three of them exchanged dozens of moves, and the void seemed to be crushed to pieces. Hula. The sound of lala.

"I'm careless, it should be the Emperor's formation pattern! Retreat immediately!"

After a round of confrontation, the two powerful men showed weakness and resigned. They returned to their original positions, and their tone seemed a little unhappy.

Likewise, Jiang Yun did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him. Instead, he stood firm in the battle, vigilantly guarding against the other powerful men.

"Haha, as expected of a family that has had a great emperor. Their background is extraordinary. They can even create the great emperor's formation patterns."

Behind, a peerless powerful man spoke from the shadows.

"It's just a broken formation pattern. I'll take action together. This formation pattern won't delay us for long!"

Another saint-level figure with eyes as bright as the sun exited.

"Stab!"

The next moment, thirteen extremely powerful people acted in tacit understanding, and worked together to bombard the incomplete Emperor's formation. The terrifying power converged and hit a point. Soon, the light of the formation dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the effect was obvious.

"Haha, as expected, it doesn't even count as the Yijiao Emperor Formation. How can you stop us?"

"Continue to bombard!"

Seeing that the effect was so obvious, the thirteen powerful men also laughed happily. If the ancient saints could not come out of their lineup now, who in the world could stop them?
On the other side, by the Hualong Pond, several old men who were delivering life energy to King Jiang Shen all opened their eyes at this moment, staring at the thirteen powerful Holy Lords with splitting eyes.

"Refining all the remaining peerless medicine kings, we must revive the ancestors of the God King!"

Jiang Yun yelled and ordered. Deep in the underground palace behind, an endless stream of old men appeared and turned the remaining peerless medicine king into essence and injected it into the God King's skinny body. At the right time, Jiang Taixu's skinny body seemed to turn around. A little life.

Naturally, this scene cannot be hidden. When the thirteen powerful Holy Masters saw this, their expressions changed and they said in unison:
"Work harder, we must not let the old immortal fully recover!"

(End of this chapter)

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