The 1,200 main battle battalions were roughly divided into two fronts. The six hundred battle battalions in the front broke through and five million miles behind, and the six hundred battle battalions were arranged in a dislocation, sealing the gap left by the front battle battalions.

In the eyes of countless creatures, the human army was not fancy at all, and they went up straight and recklessly.

The hunting team where Gao Xiaosong was located was thousands of miles behind the second row of battle camps. Looking at the opponent's battle camp with more than 15,000 monks, two battle camps were suddenly divided, one on the left and one on the right, and suddenly separated from the brigade behind and attacked the main battle camp that was the most sudden in front of the human race.

"These four-legged snakes actually want to take advantage of our human race."

Amid the contemptuous eyes of countless human monks, the sudden battle camp flashed with a flash, and a thousand flying swords flew out, instantly slashing in front of the Yijiao Clan Camp 500,000 miles away in the left front.

"defense……"

The monks of the Wing Jiao clan obviously never dreamed that the attack distance of the human war camp reached 500,000 miles, and they didn't even raise the defensive shield, and a thousand flying swords slashed down with a bang.

The Yijiao Battle Camp is changing from a flying posture to an attack posture. It is when the energy is accumulated and the power is weakest, the attack will come.

A thousand huge flying swords easily split the thin restriction outside the Yijiao Battle Camp, and passed by the unbelievable eyes of the Yijiao monks.

"boom……"

The battle camp consisting of the eight hundred winged dragon clan and the three thousand two hundred vassal races was scattered like a rotten wood, and countless limbs and flesh flew around. Thousands of magic treasures lost their masters, were shocked by powerful forces, and fell towards the earth. Most of the monks didn't even have time to raise their defensive magic weapons, so they were easily killed by the human sword formation.

A sword formation composed of a thousand flying swords turned in the air, leaving behind hundreds of lost Winged Dragon Clan monks, who were indifferent and crossing everything, cut to the front of another Winged Dragon Clan battle camp 200,000 miles away on the right.

"spread"

Countless expressions stirred up in the Yijiao Clan's battle camp. With such a powerful sword formation, the four thousand Yijiao Clan's camps could not resist even if they had no defense.

The destruction of the right camp has won a moment of response time for this battle camp. The order to disband is instantly out, and the cultivators of the four thousand-winged dragon clan suddenly dispersed like fireworks.

"It's too late!" The same two words appeared in the hearts of countless human cultivators. The flying sword in the battle camp was so easy to avoid.

The neat sword formation sounded a huge sword sound, and suddenly the silver light became huge. The thousand swords separated instantly, like a thousand sword fish, swam rapidly in the sky, piercing the bodies of the monks of the Yijiao clan who were desperately fleeing out.

Dozens of winged dragon true immortal cultivators sacrificed their shields to defend against the attack of a sword. Before they could be happy, seven or eight flying swords fell down at the same time, splitting the defense of the true immortal cultivators and killing them instantly.

A golden immortal winged dragon waved a whip-shaped spiritual treasure, pulled out five or six flying swords in succession, and retreated sharply to the rear.

One hundred flying swords instantly formed a shiny giant sword, and suddenly stabbed at the golden immortal. The winged dragon golden immortal roared, and the whip-shaped spiritual treasure instantly formed dozens of circles and was placed on the tip of the giant sword.

The giant sword's sword tip flashed with a fluorescent light, and infinite power exploded. It rushed forward violently, cut the whip-shaped spiritual treasure into dozens of segments, stabbed into the head of the Golden Immortal Winged Dragon, and instantly killed his soul.

The flying sword killed all the scattered winged dragon clan monks in just a moment. The sword tip turned and returned to the left. Hundreds of winged dragon clan monks who had just survived to save their lives, woke up from their dreams, turned around and fled, and were chased by the flying sword and killed one by one.

"That's over!" Gao Xiaosong murmured in a daze.

Dapeng couldn't help trembling a few more times, and his eyes were filled with awe at the human legion, "It's true that there is a great horror. I'll stay away from those guys in the future."

Dahe laughed loudly and said loudly: "It's not the same level, the four-legged snakes can't sleep now..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, pricked up his ears and listened, looked at the front, and shouted: "Let's add, go to the front military formation to collect all the true spiritual treasures of the Wing Jiao clan."

For the human race, these spiritual beasts are all great things, and various spiritual and magic weapons are also good things, and they are the first batch of spoils in the war.

"Good!"

The four of them in the army were all smiling. It was the most comfortable thing to collect such spoils. Although all the spoils collected must be handed over, it was a customary agreement that monks who collected spoils were allowed to choose a treasure that they could use just for.

One hundred troops flashed dozens of times in a row, came to the bottom of the battlefield, happily collecting the true bodies of spirit beasts falling all over the sky, magic treasures and spirit treasures floating everywhere, as well as various stored spirit treasures.

There are 600 such battlefields on the 300 billion miles of front, but the results are not much different. Only four digits can escape back to the Yijiao Clan camp.

He fought for 15 million, but he was killed half of it in just a moment, but he didn't even touch the opponent's formation. The Yijiao Clan camp was silent, and countless wooden eyes looked blankly at the human battle camp that was still flying north.

The remaining half of the Wing Jiao clan monks had stopped and did not dare to attack forward, but had they received the order to retreat and stayed in the sky for a while, not knowing what to do.

One by one, the divine consciousness came across the air and passed the attack orders to the minds of millions of winged dragon monks on the front line.

A small army of seven or eight monks scattered, raised their shields, flew quickly in the sky, and flew towards the human camp with a desperate look of death.

Zhu Ming, who looked relaxed, frowned, and said, "This Wing Jiao clan is very organized, and the races below dare not resist at all."

Nanshan nodded and said, "It seems that the tactics and tactics we formulated are right to specifically attack the prestige of the Wing Jiao clan and destroy their majesty."

The big man nodded, looked around and said, "The second batch of battle camps will attack and control the degree."

"yes!"

The general dispatcher Nanshan received the order and turned around to carry the military order.

Soon, another 1,200 battle camps flew out, and took more than tens of thousands of hunting teams to slowly fly towards the Winged Dragon Clan.

At the front line, millions of winged dragon clans scattered into millions of battle corpses and surrounded the six hundred battle battalions of the human race and attacked fiercely.

Around each camp, a thousand flying swords were flying all over the sky, splitting the battle troops of the Winged Dragon Clan that were rushing towards him, and killing the monks inside one by one.

In less than a meal, the battlefield fell silent again, and a faint white mist enveloped the battle camp again. The battle camp started again and flew towards the north-winged Jiao Clan front.

The six hundred battle battalions behind were added to the battle battalions that had just fought, replacing the battle battalions that had just fought, like sharp swords, slowly stabbing towards the Yijiao tribe's front line.

Another hundred hunting troops flew out again on each battlefield, collecting spoils everywhere. Other troops still followed the main camp and slowly flew towards the front of the Yijiao clan.

The Yijiao clan army was about 20 billion miles away from the Human Army. The Human Legion fought for the first time and did not require many Yijiao cultivators to be killed. However, it required all war camps to occupy the current boundary of the Yijiao clan's front line in an unreasonable way, so that the Yijiao clan's defense line would move back north by tens of billions of miles.
Chapter completed!