Before the word "cut off" lingered, the huge venue was already silent.

No one yelled, no one cursed, everyone was quiet and silent.

They had such awareness and determination as early as the moment they stepped onto the front line.

It's just a matter of time.

Bei Ran's deep voice continued to echo in everyone's ears: "As the most critical link in the defense system, Shenyuan Star... must not be lost, otherwise it will trigger a series of collapses, and in the end there will be only

Xia Shen Meteor is trying hard to hold on, but it will eventually be unsustainable, so..."

"Eight hours."

She suddenly raised her voice and said decisively: "Based on the time here, we must hold on for eight hours, so that we can wait for support from other stars."

Everyone understood what she meant. Although the interruption of communication was an unexpected situation, after the construction of the Jiuchenmen defense system was completed, the nine stars were connected as a whole and would conduct routine contacts and reports every once in a while.

.

If there is no new news from Shenyuan Star, Shenyuan Star headquarters will naturally become aware of the problem.

However, the teleportation array cannot be used, which means that reinforcements from other stars cannot arrive immediately. They can only arrive by driving a star boat, and they are likely to be intercepted by the Dao Ling clan on the way. This is the most time-consuming thing.

So eight hours is just Beiran's estimate. Maybe it can be faster, or maybe... reinforcements may not arrive in a day or two.

After all, the Dao Ling Clan's trump cards seem to be endless. No one knows what terrible war weapons they have developed over the past ten thousand years of hard work.

Golems, gray spots... there may be more, more...

Their plans have always been interconnected.

"Well, now everyone listen to my command and prepare to fight."

Beiran's gaze slowly swept across everyone's faces, and those determined glances made her right hand holding the handle of the knife tremble slightly, and then she tightened her grip even harder.

"According to the previous division, the first echelon is responsible for the air defense line, cooperating with the star formation to block the Dao Ling Clan puppets, in order to disrupt the opponent's formation, and set off immediately!"

In the silence, more than a thousand cultivators formed a battle formation and flew over, leaving a large area in the field empty.

Bei Ran did not raise his head to watch them leave, and continued: "The second echelon is responsible for planning and blocking. It operates in the form of a large group to coordinate the retreat of the first echelon personnel. At the same time, it encircles and suppresses the lone puppets of the Dao Ling Tribe to reduce the pressure on the third echelon.

, because the battlefield situation is changing rapidly, if there is any abnormality, use the walkie-talkie to communicate at any time!"

"The third echelon, guard the main city of Shenyuan. No matter the cost, at all costs, we must keep the enemy outside the city gate and survive these few hours!"

"The fourth echelon is responsible for garrisoning important places in the city and operating formations to cooperate with the third echelon's operations. Except for the spirit masters, the other soul masters follow the fourth echelon in small teams."

"Now, everyone takes his place!"

Since he had rehearsed countless attacks by the Dao Ling Tribe before, Bei Ran only said a few short words, and everyone left in an orderly manner.

When the martial arts arena was empty, Bei Ran stepped off the platform and took one last look at the dense gray spots above his head.

"Why... I always have a bad feeling..."

Beiran murmured in a low voice, suppressed his restless mood forcibly, and strode away.

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"Do you think... there will be reinforcements?"

High in the sky, Murong Xin'er looked at the deep blue light flowing on the barrier, and spoke in a very soft voice, as if he was asking himself.

She and Dan Xiaoxiao each led a second-echelon team and paid close attention to all possible changes.

Dan Xiaoxiao was silent for a moment and then replied: "He will come."

"I know, but... the Dao Ling Clan also knows." Murong Xin'er said.

"So, two possibilities."

Dan Xiaoxiao squinted his eyes, trying to see the incoming war puppets through the large light screen, but in the end he found nothing, so he slowly exhaled and said: "First, the Dao Ling Clan is confident that they will intercept the reinforcements."

Outside of Shenyuan Star, including Yu Ling and the senior from the Ancient Spirit Clan..."

Murong Xin'er calmly accepted his words: "Second, they are confident that they can capture Shenyuan Star within a few hours."

Dan Xiaoxiao showed a self-deprecating smile: "I wonder which big shot from the Dao Ling Clan is coming this time?"

Murong Xin'er didn't respond anymore, wondering what she was thinking.

The first echelon of cultivators guarding both inside and outside the star formation were already busy. They followed specific nodes and wandered around, as if they were integrated with the formation and disappeared into the deep blue sea of ​​light.

After a long and unsettling wait, one after another, the hideous and pitch-black war puppets finally appeared within Dan's small field of vision.

The large array of blue light smeared on the vast black tide of the puppet, like a blurry and solidified ink painting. When the speed of the visitor reached a certain level, it seemed to have stopped.

In an instant, the distance between the two sides was very close.

He and Murong Xin'er's team had separated some distance from each other, and they were ready to block the attack in silence.

The black tide like a dark cloud covered up the blue light of the formation, and the cultivators in the first echelon were like tiny dust particles, instantly submerged in the darkness, as if they had never existed.

After just one encounter, more than half of the cultivators in the first echelon were killed or injured.

However, the incoming black tide was eventually disrupted, like a menacing ocean wave, diverted by those silent and soundless rocks.

It's just that the puppets have no pain or consciousness. They faithfully carry out their set missions. Even if they are strangled to pieces by the star formation, their progress will not be slowed down at all.

Ordinary star arrays usually only have defensive capabilities, but when building the Jiuchen Gate's defense system, Yunmengdie had fully considered the possibility of large-scale invasion by puppets, and the designed array had little effect in defending against enemies, but was more effective in defending against enemies.

Born to kill enemies.

So when many puppets tore out the first gap in the star formation, their originally dense formation also seemed much sparse.

"Report! A few puppets have invaded the formation. The second echelon is attentive and ready to intercept! No trace of the Daoling clan members has been found yet. Report completed!"

Listening to the hoarse voice coming from the other end of the intercom, Dan Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Action!"

Without the need for too many orders, the entire team has tacitly surrounded a lone puppet, with the warriors charging forward, and the Qi Refiners covering it layer by layer with the spiritual skills they had already prepared.

But the strange thing is that the puppet remained motionless on the spot, showing no intention of dodging or defending.

Something doesn't seem right...

This was not the first time that Dan Xiaoxiao had dealt with such puppets. He knew very well that these war puppets themselves were equivalent to mobile killing arrays, and also incorporated the essence of ancient astrology.

Normally, the puppet in front of me should have flexibly broken out of the blockade of many spiritual skills and launched a counterattack against them.

Although Dan Xiaoxiao did not show any warning signs at this time, his rich combat experience still prompted him to instinctively issue an order: "Everyone, retreat temporarily!"

The everyone's stormy offensive suddenly stalled. No one could understand why Dan Xiaoxiao gave up this excellent fighter opportunity, but they did not question his decision, and immediately changed their formation and retreated quickly.

At this very moment...

"Click——"

It seemed like something was broken.

The source of the sound was none other than the Dao Ling Clan puppet who had endured a wave of violent attacks.

The black shell on its body suddenly cracked, and a strange dark gray light flowed from the cracks. In the blink of an eye, the puppet's entire body was covered with horrific cracks, like delicate porcelain that was about to break.

Dan Xiaoxiao's pupils shrank, and he saw that all the puppets in his field of vision had undergone such changes, and the most terrifying thing was that he could not sense the approaching danger.

"Quickly retreat!"

Dan Xiaoxiao almost shouted at the highest volume. He anxiously looked for Murong Xin'er, but found in despair that as a warrior in the immortal realm, she was holding a long sword against the head of a puppet.

, fell into a brief stalemate.

Murong Xin'er seemed to hear Dan's little roar, and her body floated back as light as catkins, but the dark gray light had already overflowed from the cracks in the puppet's body.

It's like a river bursting its banks and the torrent rushing forward.

The dead dark gray is like the flower of death, blooming wantonly from the puppet's body, replacing all colors.
Chapter completed!