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The first thousand four hundred and fifty-six chapters the entrance of the saint

At the same time, there were three sub-spaces where the police message came.

The three-season spaces were suddenly invaded by the Holy Clan. Fortunately, Zhou Yuan and others were always vigilant and arranged a lot of sensing. So when these Holy Clan powerhouses broke in, an extermination team arrived immediately.

Then the first contact battle broke out.

As a result, these intruders were quickly killed. Because there were not many intruders and their strength was only just entering the Dharma Realm, they did not pose much threat. The timely clearance of Cang Xuantian did not allow them to successfully locate the spatial coordinates they were in.

But this did not relax Zhou Yuan and others, because they all understood that this was just a pathfinder for the Holy Clan. When they appeared here, it meant that the Holy Clan's army had begun to approach.

Next, the peace of the previous six months will be completely broken.

The bloody storm has arrived and the bloody rain is coming.

And just as Zhou Yuan expected, almost every few days after that, a police message from the powerful saint clan invaded, causing people to be very nervous.

At the beginning, the defensive power in various spaces was quite easy to use, but as time went by, the number and strength of the Holy Clan powerhouses entering were rapidly increasing.

So, the defenses everywhere quickly felt the pressure.

The war was constantly ignited in the outer space.

The casualties and injuries also began to appear in this kind of battle, but no one cared too much about this because this was war.

As defenders, Cang Xuantian is not far behind them. They all understand very well that once the Holy Clan army opens the passage to Cang Xuantian from the sub-space, Cang Xuantian will face such a tragic catastrophe.

Everything they cherish will be completely destroyed.

Therefore, even if they try their best, they must stop the approaching steps of the Holy Clan from Cang Xuantian.

...

In the sea space.

Zhou Yuan sat cross-legged on the height of an island, and in front of him, a light curtain like a spider web was unfolding. At this time, in the front line of defense, there were light spots constantly flashing with red light.

These red lights indicate that these spaces are being invaded by the powerful people of the Holy Clan.

At present, his troops are exercising all their strength to intercept the intruders.

A month has passed since the Holy Clan’s troops began to appear. In this month, the invasion of the Holy Clan has not stopped for a moment. In the outermost defense space, there are countless fierce battles, and after the last brilliance of the magical domains, they are darkly destroyed.

It's like a thriving fireworks show.

Zhou Yuan stared at the flickering red dots on the light curtain, his expression seemed a little heavy.

During this period, he had lost five powerful people from the Dharma Realm. They were all newly promoted Dharma Realm in Cang Xuantian. However, they had just achieved their long-term wish, but in the end they died.

But Zhou Yuan understood that this was not a time of pain, because the next casualties would continue to appear, and it was hard to say that some of the faces he had once been familiar with would be damaged here. This is war, which is extremely cruel and will not change because of any personal will.

The most important task at the moment is to drag the Holy Clan's invasion here. Only in this way can those sacrifices not be in vain.

"It's so heavy now, what can I do afterwards?" A voice came from behind, and I saw Zhuanzhu standing behind Zhou Yuan with a big red gourd on his back, his eyes also staring at the red light spots representing the front line of defense.

Zhou Yuan sighed lightly and said, "What else can I do? Only soldiers can block the water and soil."

Of course he knew what Zhuanzhu meant. Although the battle situation was already very fierce, it was just the saints who were tempted, because the other party's saints had not yet ended.

This is obviously collecting information, and once they determine the situation here, they may be the other saint who will take action. At that time, it is the real most dangerous.

Zhuanzhu rubbed his chin and asked, "How long do you think the other saint will end up?"

Zhou Yuan said slowly: "In less than two months."

"In addition to you and me, there are eight saints on our defense line... If the saints really dispatch saints by then, to be honest, our staff here may not be enough." Zhuanzhu's expression became more serious and said.

Zhou Yuan could only smile bitterly at this and said, "There is nothing we can do if it is not enough. Now it is not just us, but the two great masters of Wan Zu and Zixiao are facing the attack of the holy clan. They absolutely have no extra strength to control our side. As for other heavenly realms, it is said that the intensity of the battle situation there is stronger than ours, so they cannot draw out extra saints to support them."

The saint is not a cabbage. Even after so many years of accumulation, the heavens still seem a bit disgraceful when facing the massive invasion of the saint clan.

Now, even if one more saint can be added, it will make the defense line on his side more stable. Unfortunately, saints are not transformed in vain.

After all, Cang Xuantian’s foundation is a little weaker. At present, except for Zhou Yuan himself, all the other saints here are sent from Guixu Temple, and none of them are from Cang Xuantian’s native land.

The Guixu Temple has other heavenly realms to defend, and it is unlikely that it will be possible to assign too many saints to Cang Xuantian. Otherwise, those saints who belong to other heavenly realms will be dissatisfied. After all, although they belong to the same heavenly realms, they cannot achieve absolute fairness when dealing with their own heavenly realms and other heavenly realms, and Zhou Yuan can understand this.

"In the past, there was a guardian of the Hunyuan Saint Slayer, but I never noticed how powerful the Holy Clan was. Now I am forced to collide with them head-on. Only then can I understand why the old guys in the Guixu Temple are extremely afraid of the Holy Clan." Zhuanzhu said with some sigh.

In the past years, although the Holy Clan has always been eyeing her, even Zhuanzhu has never felt it personally, especially in recent years, the heavens have recovered a lot of power. This has made some new saints who have never experienced the ancient world-destroying war with an illusion that perhaps the heavens may not be weaker than the Holy Clan.

But now, when the war really begins, they have just begun to experience the pressure brought by the holy clan, which is really breathless.

Zhou Yuan was silent for a moment and said, "After all, it was the ancient battle to destroy the realm. The holy spirit directly shook the foundation of the heavens. Even after so many years, the heavens still failed to recover to their peak period."

From the few words passed down from ancient times, we can know the horror of the battle to destroy the world. At that time, countless saints in the heavens existed and died at the hands of the holy spirit.

At the last moment, if the Holy Spirit had not taken the ruthless action, he finally alarmed the will of the Ancestral Dragon in the world. He would have said that the holy clan had already dominated and enslaved the clans in this Heavenly Source Realm.

Zhuanzhu nodded. When he thought of the Holy Spirit, even his free and easy nature could not speak, so he fell silent for a moment.

Zhou Yuan turned his gaze back to the circle of red light spots on the outermost side of the light curtain.

"Next, it depends on when the other party's saint will end."

...

In the next two months, the Holy Clan's attacks continued to flow into the outermost sub-space. Zhou Yuan was also constantly mobilizing his team to encircle and hunt. The fierce bloody battle continued, which directly made the air in the outermost sub-spaces full of blood.

Those spaces have become living meat grinders.

And when two months of stalemate passed, just as Zhou Yuan expected.

The saints of the Holy Clan have begun to enter.
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