Ye Futian ignored the army and rushed into it directly.

Behind him, Yu Sheng and others followed closely. At this moment, Yu Sheng's body was like a demon god, burly and tall. He slashed it with an axe and opened a bloody road.

He and Ye Futian were both unparalleled in their bodies, and they could ignore the other party's powerful attacks, so they dared to directly break into the army.

Behind them, Saber Saint, Gu Dongliu, Ye Wuchen, Huang Jiuge, Qin Zhuang and others took action and opened the way directly.

In the army, Li Yao and Yuan Jin glanced at the battlefield and were surrounded by front and back. Whether it was Ye Futian or Xia Qingyuan on the other side, they were extremely powerful.

After Ye Futian defeated Kong Xuan, they knew that Ye Futian was an existence of the same level as Xia Qingyuan, and was almost invincible under the holy realm.

If you want to kill them, you may only have to use the power of the holy level.

"Heavenly Stems, Protect Your Highness." Yuan Jin spoke to a legion of death soldiers beside him. Suddenly, a line of semi-saint-level existences surrounded Li Yao. These people were the top figures under the Dali dynasty. They could kill the enemy with their advantages and protect the general with their disadvantages.

Nowadays, they are obviously at a disadvantage and naturally focus on defense.

Of course, if one defends, it is just a turtle in the jar and a dead end.

What is the purpose of Ye Futian and Xia Qingyuan not cutting the imperial flag?

What a arrogant and arrogant attitude to destroy their Dali army and to destroy them.

"Earth branch." Yuan Jin spoke again, and a legion of eighty-one people gathered around him. The eighty-one people were wearing the same color of clothing and ink, giving people a sense of coldness.

The Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, the Heavenly Stems Dead Soldiers, were trained by the Dali royal family, and they didn't really need much time to use them, so they were relatively not so dangerous.

The Earthly Branch Death Soldiers need to perform the most dangerous tasks. These people are carefully trained figures, many of whom have even started training since their youth, so that they have absolutely firm will and can contribute everything to Dali.

At this time, eighty-one people were lined up in a wonderful formation. Yuan Jin stood in the sky behind everyone, and his light shone on his body. Behind Yuan Jin, a golden pattern seemed to appear, rotating wildly, like a pattern of a great way, engraved with Qimen Eight Trigrams, and the five elements of Yin and Yang were circulated.

The light of this picture was extremely dazzling, instantly covering eighty-one people, as if golden silk threads pierced directly into the minds of eighty-one people. Suddenly, the eighty-one people's body lit up at the same time, and the whole body lit up, as if they were one, regardless of each other.

An extremely terrifying aura bloomed from eighty-one people. Yuan Jin stepped forward and walked into the middle of eighty-one people. At this moment, all eighty-one people were guided by their spiritual will and controlled by him.

At this moment, Yuan Jin's pupils became a little weird, and he glanced at Xia Qingyuan on the battlefield.

The current situation is already a sure defeat. If the opponent directly cuts the flag, the battle in the air will be officially over.

However, the practitioners of the Xia Emperor Realm were not satisfied with killing the imperial flag, but wanted to destroy them.

If that's the case, let the other party pay some price.

If Xia Qingyuan can be defeated, there will be a chance.

A cold light flashed away, Yuan Jin's body moved forward, and eighty-one people immediately moved forward at the same time. A terrible golden light lit up on their bodies, like endless, like golden needles, stabbing the army of the Xia Emperor Realm.

"Be careful." Xia Qingyuan looked up and glanced at the direction where Yuan Jin was. From there, she felt a strong danger.

A sharp and hissing sound came out, and in an instant, an extremely dazzling golden light lit up between the sky and the earth, and thousands of threads turned into an invisible net, reaching its limit.

"Puchi!"

In one direction, a light sound came out, and someone's body was directly pierced, either at the center of the eyebrows, throat, or chest, stabbed in any position.

At this moment, an extremely strange situation appeared in the space. Yuan Jin's hands seemed to be traction with endless silk threads. The existence of the eighty-one semi-saint realm was like the doll in his hand. Not only that, the practitioners who were penetrated by golden silk threads were the same. Their eyes showed a strong sense of fear.

Then, the gorgeous golden light of destruction bloomed, and in an instant, blood stained the void red. All the pierced practitioners were cut and torn apart by endless silk threads.

If Ye Futian looked at the battlefield here, he would find that Yuan Jin used his abilities somewhat similar to the nine powerful men who appeared in the Jiuzhou Holy War battlefield. The nine powerful men joined forces and were extremely powerful, and he was even forced to urge the Emperor's will.

However, the methods used by Yuan Ban at this moment were much better than those nine people at the time, as if they were not on the same level.

Yuan Jin's hands were still trembling, and suddenly countless golden silk threads shot out from the sky and shot towards the army in front.

"Stop his attack." A loud shout came out. At that moment, the strong men on the battlefield discovered the danger of Yuan Jin. A large army released their defensive power and arranged a dazzling defensive light curtain. However, the infinite silk threads were like needles, so subtle that they could penetrate into all gaps and directly penetrated into the defensive light curtain.

The endless silk thread pierced into it and turned into a net. Yuan Jin pulled his hands and suddenly the light curtain broke and exploded. The silk threads rushed forward again. In an instant, countless powerful people fell under the penetration of the silk thread.

"The pressure of the holy path." Everyone felt the holy power from the extremely thin silk threads. The eighty-one powerful men walked forward at the same time, at extremely fast speed, and rushed directly into the army. In their direction, they headed straight for Xia Qingyuan, who was almost invincible in the battlefield.

"Protect the princess."

Tian Zhi spoke loudly. The Dali National Master is good at various magical techniques, including some extremely evil techniques. This Yuanzheng should be a disciple of the Dali National Master. In every battle in the air, the Dali Dynasty will send a disciple to fight, either in charge of the battle or behind the scenes.

Blood rains were flying in the battlefield. At this moment, a huge aura crumbled and its momentum was terrifying.

I saw the powerful men of Shenxiao Valley lined up, Gongsun Zhong released the Heavenly Refining Furnace, and a force of refining the Heavenly Refining Power bloomed out, refining the Great Way of Heaven and Earth. His body moved forward, and a shocking spear appeared in his hand, which cut through the void like lightning and stabbed forward. In an instant, the heaven and earth seemed to be directly penetrated by a ray of light, killing Yuan Jin and others.

Seeing Gongsun Zhong take action, other strong men in the surrounding army also released attacks. The battlefield was full of strong men with many battles, so naturally they would not miss the opportunity and would not retreat easily.

Yuan Jin had no expression on his face. The golden pattern behind him was like a great road pattern, with endless light covering the void. At this moment, in the battle formation where he was, eighty powerful men released their powerful power at the same time, and their palms rushed forward at the same time.

Each of them blasted out a pattern of a great road.

These patterns block the space and rotate wildly. Eighty-one patterns seem to turn into a complete whole, and the avenue resonates, like a magic shield.

"Shocking God." Gongsun Zhong's spear fell, and the gun shadow pierced through the heaven and earth, and hit the pattern. The pattern shaking, and round by round light curtains shook out towards the eighty-one powerful men in the pattern. There was a stream of destructive light flowing on their bodies, as if they were attacked by gunfire at the same time.

Not only that, other attacks fell down at the same time, and all of them hit the pattern, but they were unable to destroy it.

From the pattern, strands of silk threads swept out, and they frantically climbed up the spear in Gongsun Zhong's hand, submerged it in an instant, and then continued to stab at his body.

"Boom." A force that devoured everything exploded, and the Tianli Furnace rushed forward, trying to refine the endless silk thread.

Figures rushed out in an instant, and eighty powerful men surrounded Gongsun Zhong in an instant. On their bodies, the golden pattern sucked out the light of destruction and shot out at Gongsun Zhong's body.

Gongsun Zhong glanced around and saw infinite silk threads shot through the void, and the power of the Tianlian Furnace was completely released. The light emitted from it directly refined many silk threads, but many silk threads still penetrated and rushed towards his body.

The spear in Gongsun Zhong's hand danced, and endless gun shadows appeared in the surrounding space, and when an attack descended, it made a sharp and harsh sound.

At the same time, Xuanyuan Ao and many powerful people in the Xia Emperor Realm erupted their attacks. Xuanyuan's sword soul assassinated down and hit one of the eighty-one people. In an instant, the explosion sounded, and the defense collapsed, and the man's body seemed to be shattered.

Gu Mu, Xiao Sheng and others came here at the same time and launched an attack. The figures were blown to the point of vomiting blood. Soon a group of strong men were injured in the battle formation. The army of the Xia Emperor Realm surrounded the battle formation where Yuan Jin was located.

"Xia Qingyuan, how does this battle end here?" Yuan Jin's eyes penetrated the void and looked at Xia Qingyuan behind him.

After the battle, he felt that it was too difficult to take Xia Qingyuan. The army of the Xia Emperor Realm would not give him the chance to hurt Xia Qingyuan.

Xia Qingyuan looked at the battlefield on Ye Futian's side. She did not exert much force in this battle in the air world. In fact, most people in Xia Huangcheng were like her. The person who planned this battle to win the battle in the air world was Ye Futian.

Therefore, no matter what, she should cooperate with what Ye Futian wants to do.

"Kill." Xia Qingyuan spitted a cold sound from her mouth and refused to stop the fight.

Yuan Jin heard her words and his face was expressionless. The cold wind blew on his body in the battlefield. He saw his robe flying and his black hair flying.

"Fight for Dali." Yuan Jin spit out a sound from his mouth, extremely solemn.

"Fight for the Great Li." The eighty-one strong men in the Earthly Branch Legion's eyes were extremely firm, as if they were all controlled by Yuan Jin.

At this moment, the pattern behind Yuan Jin became even more dazzling. In the battle formation, the aura of eighty-one strong men rushed towards his body wildly. Countless golden silk threads penetrated the void and then pierced into his own body, and a stream of terrible power was injected into Yuan Jin's body.

A pressure of the holy path spread out from Yuan Ban's body. The wind and clouds changed color from above the sky, which was the light of the holy path.

Yuan Jin looked up at the sky, danced wildly with long hair, and a voice came out of his mouth: "Borrow a battle."
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