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Chapter seven hundred and eighty fifth: Angel pressure

With the completion of the arrangement of the Xuanwu Formation of the Four Symbols in the Great Zhoutian, the four great Saint Realm powerhouses, the old devil Ren Tianxie, Yao Laotou, Master Kuteng and Master Jingci, suddenly came out of the formation and turned into four afterimages.

The blue clouds rose straight up, roaring towards the battlefield outside the city with a terrifying and oppressive aura.

The four of them are originally the pinnacle beings in the Holy Realm. Even though their energy has only returned to the mid-stage level, with their extremely high realm and combat experience, they can directly exert their combat effectiveness in the late Saint Realm.

At this moment, on the battlefield outside Baiyun City, the saints from the Wulin Continent were fighting fiercely with the peaks of the six holy realms in the Samsara Valley. The fight was like tea and fire, and the two sides were almost evenly matched.

In the center of the battlefield, Ye Xing fought fiercely with the Holy Fire Patriarch Xuri Jiutian. Due to the restraint of the water laws of the three Hanyue Palace seniors, including Grand Palace Master Tantai Youyue and Old Palace Master Shangguan Yue, Ye Xing even occasionally had the upper hand during the fight.

Suppressing the arrogance of the Holy Fire Patriarch Xuri Jiutian.

Next to him, the avatar of Master Kuteng possesses 80% of the strength of his original form. Thick vines are entwined one after another, tightly confining the Dark Left Envoy Netherworld Grandma in place. Even though each one is being destroyed one by one, the broken branches and sawdust are flying everywhere.

, but the Wood Law has super strong recovery power, and there will be no problems within at least hundreds of moves.

On the periphery of the battlefield were the thirty-two saintly heavenly beings from the Wulin Continent. The thirty-two people were divided into four groups. Each group of eight people worked together to fight against a four-winged archangel. The two sides fought fiercely, and the fight was also inextricable.

The sky above the entire Black Wind Ridge is filled with violent energy storms. Gold, green, blue, red, yellow, green, and white energies are raging crazily in all directions. Some areas are astonishingly sharp, and some areas are rolling in flames.

Some areas are covered with ice and snow, while some areas are filled with flying meteorites, howling winds, and dazzling white light that fills the sky.

The defense line built by the Wulin Continent is becoming more and more stable, and it is difficult to break through in a short period of time. The six holy realms of Samsara Valley are at the peak of their anger, and they can only watch as the formations there continue to be more and more perfect.

With the sound of "Xuanwu returned to its position, the four-elephant formation is completed", the four-elephant Xuanwu formation in the Great Zhoutian was completely arranged. Immediately afterwards, four streams of light rose into the sky over there, carrying a heart-stopping aura of pressure towards this side.

Howling.

"Damn it! Quick, retreat immediately!"

Seeing the four streaks of light roaring towards them, the faces of Holy Fire Patriarch Xuri Jiutian and Dark Zuo Envoy Netherworld's Grandma changed wildly, and they quickly retreated away, leading the four four-winged archangels to escape into the distance.

go.

Obviously, they also knew that once the old devil and others joined the battlefield, the evenly matched situation would be broken immediately. If they did not escape, the six of them would probably suffer casualties.

In addition, under the influence of the ferocious power of the four old demons Ren Tianxie and others thousands of years ago, the founder of the Holy Fire, Xuri Jiutian, and the Dark Zuo Envoy, Grandma Netherworld, instinctively felt fear in their hearts. They gave up on the spot and fled very quickly.

As for the four four-winged archangels next to them, they were also shocked. The four of them also participated in the holy war a thousand years ago. The battle was so dark that the mountains and rivers collapsed, and the old devil Ren Tianxie just

He is the only being who dares to confront their master, Holy Lord Elsie. The battle between the two terrifying beings has almost reached the level of the perverted 'god'.

Thinking of the great battle a thousand years ago, the four four-winged archangels shivered, and the four wings on their backs flapped wildly. Their escape speed was not weaker than that of Rising Sun Jiutian and Netherworld Grandma.

The peaks of the six holy realms in the Valley of Samsara turned into six rays of light, and in less than a blink of an eye, they had already traveled hundreds of miles away.

The cold wind whistled over the Black Wind Ridge, and the saints from the Wulin Continent stood in the air. Looking at the peaks of the six holy realms of Samsara Valley escaping in the distance, they suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

They have no intention of chasing them. Firstly, the six enemies are all at the peak of the Holy Realm, and their strength has not been greatly damaged. They are still very strong. Even if they can catch up, they cannot be killed. Secondly, the opponent also has a large number of second wings.

The Holy War Angels are on their way here. If they pass by, they will definitely be surrounded and they will be destroyed.

In addition, all the saints in the Wulin Continent were more or less injured at this moment. Although the battle just blocked the enemy's ferocious attack, it was actually very thrilling. Fortunately, the battle was finally completed until the layout of the formation was completed.

"Amitabha, everyone, this place is dangerous and the enemies will continue to come. Everyone, please return to the city quickly to heal your wounds!"

Master Kuteng clasped his hands together and said loudly.

The saintly beings in the Wulin Continent nodded, turned into streams of light, and quickly flew towards Baiyun City. Because they had already seen silhouettes of people appearing in the distant western sky at this moment, and there were enough

There were dozens of them. The ones in front were the Holy Fire Patriarch Xuri Jiutian who had just escaped, the Dark Left Envoy Netherworld Grandma, and the four four-winged archangels.

After escaping from the peak of the six holy realms of Samsara Valley, they returned. However, the difference this time was that they were followed by more than sixty two-winged holy war angels. The murderous aura shot straight into the sky, and the sky was covered with clouds and darkness.

A piece of it is covering and invading towards Baiyun City.

All the gods and humans in the Wulin Continent were secretly glad that the Four Elephants Xuanwu Formation had not been destroyed just now, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh whoosh!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Sounds broke through the air, and the transparent light shield of the Xuanwu formation in the sky was thrown into the lake like a pebble, and the water rippled. One after another, the Wulin Continent's men and horses entered the Holy Realm one after another.

After entering the Great Zhoutian Four Elephant Xuanwu Formation, they landed at their respective residences in Baiyun City, and began to use their kung fu to heal their injuries and practice at the same time to recover the large amount of energy consumed in the fierce battle just now.

Less than half a quarter of an hour before more than thirty Saint Realm heavenly beings from the Wulin Continent entered Baiyun City, over the Black Wind Ridge——

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

"Boohoo!"

Along with the sound of sharp roars, a large number of people from the Samsara Valley finally came here.

The cold wind was howling in the sky above Baiyun City in Heifeng Ridge. Looking up, through the glass-like transparent light shield of the Xuanwu Formation in the sky, one could see that the whole sky was full of angels flying one after another.

Circling back and forth to investigate.

There are sixty or seventy of those two-winged holy war angels. In the central area, the four four-winged archangels, the Holy Fire Patriarch Rising Sun Nine Heavens, and the Dark Left Envoy Netherworld Grandma all have gloomy and ugly faces. Their faces are ashen at this moment.
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