"Um?

There is actually a layer of moat formation pattern?"

Zhao Lu frowned slightly, but snorted coldly, and winked with the other seven eighth-level martial emperors. They joined forces again and began to cooperate with the power of a million troops to continue bombard the Holy City.

Crack! When the second barrier was broken, Zhao Lu's face turned gloomy, and there was a third barrier below... Crack! Crack!... Zhao Lu, Mo Hu and eight other strong men began to bombard the city-modifying formation frantically, but found that the city-modifying formation seemed to be endless, and after bombing one layer, there was another new layer below.

During this period, the seven coalition forces had arrived at the city, and the losses were quite heavy. In just a period of time, they had lost 70,000 to 80,000 troops.

Mu Feng was mixed in the army, shaped like lightning, avoiding the shuttle-like rain of arrows, while shuttled through the soldiers, constantly cursing the soldiers, allowing the curse to spread faster.

At the beginning of the war, Mu Feng's action became much more convenient. At this time, no one noticed him, a mere soldier, so Mu Feng was more adept at casting a curse.

But Mu Feng was also a little worried, that is, the seven coalition forces were indeed very powerful, and once the city was broken, the Holy City could not stop it.

Although the moat formation on the surface of the Holy City is very unusual, it should cover many changes and multiple formations.

But the changes in the city-mopping formation are not endless, there will always be endless times, and the city-mopping formation will eventually be broken, and then that is, the time when the city is broken.

Therefore, there is not much time left for Mu Feng! At this moment, Cang Hongshen was still in charge of the crossbowman on the city wall fighting, but a strong sense of sorrow slowly rose between his eyebrows.

The seven coalition forces are too powerful. Although the city-mopping formation is unpredictable, they will never be able to hold on for too long, and perhaps they will not be able to hold on for a day.

But he had no other choice, and now he could only place his hope on Mu Feng.

If Mu Feng could really cast a curse and cause major problems to the army of the seven coalition forces, then their Holy City still has a chance, otherwise, there would be no chance at all.

The battle lasted for a full three hours.

Although the Holy City was not captured, the people in the city were even more afraid and afraid, because they found that the surrounding moat formations changed less and less, and the surface was smoother and more dimmer.

They are not fools, they can tell at a glance that the city-sharing formation of the Holy City is almost at its limit.

Once the formation is broken, it will be not far from the city breaking.

Deep in the palace, Zhao Ziye sat upright on the dragon throne, waiting silently, and from time to time someone would report on the battle situation outside.

Eunuch Li stood silently beside Zhao Ziye, with an old wrinkled face full of tension and worry.

"It seems that not to mention four days, even if it is one day, Cang Hongshen may not be able to hold on!"

Zhao Ziye frowned slightly, his face full of helplessness.

"Then your majesty, do we really want to send Kou Li to surrender?"

Eunuch Li looked at Zhao Ziye, his tone was full of inquiries.

However, Zhao Ziye fell silent. He had been hesitating for a while.

He knew that the Holy City would definitely not be able to stop the seven coalition forces, so he did not intend to put all his bets on Cang Hongshen.

As for what Cang Hongshen said, Mu Feng had a solution, he didn't care. After all, this was a mighty war. Mu Feng was just a person, so what ability did he have to control the situation?

So, after Cang Hongshen left that day, he secretly summoned Kou Li in the prison and talked with him for several hours, and the content was how to convince the leaders of the seven coalition forces to rule with them to the north and south.

Once the Holy City was captured, Zhao Ziye was willing to contribute all areas of the Holy Holy Conquest North, and he voluntarily retreated to the south.

Kou Li took Zhao Ziye's secret order and secretly left the city that night, heading to Lingcheng to negotiate with the leaders of the seven coalition forces.

Fortunately, Kou Li fulfilled his mission and had indeed negotiated with Zhao Lu. Zhao Lu still has the conditions, and this condition is Cang Hongshen.

When the city was broken, Zhao Lu wanted to kill Cang Hongshen, and all affairs in the Holy City would belong to his seven coalition forces. In addition, an unequal treaty would be signed to ask Zhao Ziye to compensate tens of billions of top-quality spirit stones to offset their losses in war and military expenses.

This treaty can be said to be very harsh. Tens of billions of top-quality spirit stones are a huge sum of money for the Holy Dynasty. If it was its heyday, Zhao Ziye could barely get it out.

Now the entire north of the Holy Dynasty has been captured, leaving only the southern area. It has become Zhao Ziye's problem to collect so many spirit stones.

However, Zhao Ziye still agreed! Because he understood that he had no choice.

He doesn't want to really destroy the country! "The sky is almost the same, right?"

Suddenly, Zhao Ziye said something without any end, and Eunuch Li, who was standing next to him, immediately understood it.

He knew that the time agreed with Zhao Lu had come! "Go! Send three leaders of the imperial guards to lead the team to arrest the spiritual formation master in the Holy City who presided over the formation!"

Zhao Ziye spoke slowly.

Suddenly, several figures left here in the shadows in the palace.

"Since the Prime Minister! According to the current trend, the city-shaking formation can only last for ten hours at most. What should we do now?"

Qi Yan walked to Cang Hongshen and looked at the black army that was constantly sieging the city below, as well as the eight masters standing not far away, unfolding the terrifying imperial realm. He frowned and worried.

Cang Hongshen nodded, but did not answer.

"Sir, Master! Is the curse that Mu Feng said is true?

Why are there no signs yet?”

Pushi questioned.

Cang Hongshen didn't say anything, but said calmly: "I said I believed Mu Feng, and then I would believe him without reservation! Now our city-mopping array can last ten hours, and there is still a lot of time. Why should you worry about gains and losses?"

Qi Yan, Pu Shi, Zhong Wei and other five great scholars looked at each other and smiled bitterly, so they didn't say anything.

They actually reserved Mu Feng's words, but since Cang Hongshen believed Mu Feng so much, they didn't say anything.

Crack! At this time, a strange sound sounded in the entire Holy City. Then Cang Hongshen, Qi Yan and others were stunned to find that the array barrier surrounding the city became dim and then disappeared.

At this moment, their city moat formation suddenly stopped.

"No! The city-protected formation has been closed. Hurry up, go to the array eye to check!"

Cang Hongshen's face changed completely and he shouted.

Qi Yan, Pu Shi, Zhong Wei and other five great scholars came back from the sluggishness, and then without thinking, they scattered into four directions and rushed towards the four formation eyes of the Holy Dynasty.

The city-defying formation has four array eyes, each with dozens of spiritual formation guardians.

Now that the city-mopping formation suddenly disappeared, it must be that there was something wrong with the formation eye.

"Soldiers, the city-shadow formation of the Holy City has been broken. Kill me! Invade the city!"

When Zhao Lu saw the formation disappear, she laughed loudly and shouted loudly, then rushed into the Holy City first.

Seven commanders including Mo Hu, Zang Dao, Fu Sha followed closely behind and rushed into the Holy City.
Chapter completed!