A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Tank troops drove towards the target in clusters.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and the roar of the engine resounded for hundreds of miles. The sound was astonishing, and all monsters and roadblocks were bulldozed along the way.

If placed in a world without the combat power of Jin Dan, this power would be enough to overwhelm the entire world.

In front of the army, more than 2,000 foundation-building monks were hiding. They were distributed in extremely scattered formations over hundreds of kilometers. Sometimes they suddenly gathered. The formation changes were rapid and precise. They were well-trained and had rich combat experience.

In a corner of the battlefield, eighteen true disciples of Xuanwu Tiangong who were at the peak of Foundation Establishment and whose auras were much stronger than those of ordinary Peak Establishment monks gathered together.

"Dongji Demon Sect has run out of skills."

A burly man, holding a huge black axe, clad in battle armor, surrounded by dark demonic energy, sneered at the sight of a man who had reached an extremely advanced level in his physical training.

"What's the use of releasing such an army of ants year after year? It's just a waste of resources and resources to delay death."

"Niu Mojiao, you are talking nonsense again."

A gorgeous woman with a wavy figure, revealing clothes, and many silver rings all over her body smiled sweetly: "If Li Han Daozi hadn't been here, there would still be some variables in this battle."

"That's what Fairy Li Bing said."

The bull demon's horns caressed the blade of his ax lightly, not daring to refute.

This, but the forbidden disciple of the candidate Daozi, although he has a background, it is better not to offend him on the battlefield in such a dangerous realm.

Others around him looked disapproving.

A mere Qi-level army is indeed a great threat to the foundation-building monks, but as long as the concealment skills are perfect, with a true disciple with outstanding concealment ability as the core, hundreds of foundation-building monks can rush into a few kilometers in one direction, With a few casualties, the harvest can come.

"Now, kill him."

A cold voice appeared in several people's ears.

"Yes, Daozi!"

The smiles on the faces of Niu Mojiao, Li Bing and other true disciples of Xuanwu Tiangong dropped and they said respectfully.

They dispersed around the battlefield, commanding more than a hundred foundation-building monks to conceal their aura, and slowly approached the steel-rumbling army.

Based on past experience, except for the occasional exception one year, most of them can break into a place of about five kilometers, and with a burst of speed, they can instantly kill hundreds of Qi Practitioners and mortals from the Dongji Demon Sect.

More than a hundred people built the foundation, and more than two thousand people built the foundation. At the same time,

That's tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of casualties!

Even if there are many accidents, most Tiangong foundation-building monks can achieve the predetermined results.

What can a mere million-strong army do?

Within half an hour at most, it will be wiped out.

This kind of scene has appeared countless times over the years. Many Xuanwu Heavenly Palace foundation-building monks are extremely skilled, and there is no wave in their hearts.

The only thing that needs attention is the indiscriminate delivery of tactical nuclear bombs, but today is different from the past. There are already Forbidden Soul Fusion Treasures in the Tiangong, which can be restrained.

In another corner of the battlefield.

A woman in a blue and white fairy dress hid her figure and stared at the battlefield indifferently.

The icy ice mist filled the area within a few meters of this woman, and there was a faint and terrifying atmosphere that could freeze the soul. Even the golden elixir monks would be shocked when they saw her. They did not dare to take it lightly and treated her with respect.

Among the seventy-two halls of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, there is a candidate Taoist from the Ice Palace!

"This world should belong to the Heavenly Palace."

"There is no chance for the Dongji Demon Sect to stand a chance."

The cold murderous intent in Li Han's eyes flashed away: "Master, one day, I will rush into the mother planet of the East Ji Demon Sect, and use hundreds of Dongji Demon Sect's frozen Nascent Soul monks to pay tribute to your spirit in heaven."

…

"The Fusion Spirit Forbidden Treasure is something that can neutralize nuclear fission. It has currently demonstrated the ability to neutralize third-level tactical nuclear bombs."

"Xuanwu Tiangong's Immortal Dao scientific research capabilities should not be underestimated. It is best to capture one or two samples."

Jiang Ding silently watched the approach of the foundation-building monks of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace. The so-called concealment was clearly visible under the scan of his sword.

I saw that they were either crawling, earth-escaping, or flying invisibly at low altitudes, using various methods. After years of trial and error in life-and-death battles, their stealth abilities had reached a higher level than they had been more than forty years ago.

No wonder many foundation-building monks were not discovered by many second-level war commanders until they broke into a range of thirty kilometers.

After all, after more than forty years of experience, all the foundation-building monks who were not very capable of concealment were dead.

Twenty-five kilometers.

"Prepare for bombardment."

Jiang Ding's voice reached the ears of division-level commanders on various battlefields.

He flew to the center of the battlefield, his consciousness unfolded, and all the Xuanwu Sky Foundation-building monks within a radius of ten kilometers appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Unfortunately, there were not many, only six people, and their formation was extremely scattered.

Keng!

A sword sound appeared between heaven and earth.

The six Xuanwu Tiangong monks subconsciously raised their heads. In the sky, a young man in green walked quietly. His cultivation level was only in the late stage of foundation building. It was not surprising. Six light blue sword auras flew out from his fingers.

"A foundation-building monk from the East Ji Demon Sect?"

The six foundation builders of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace were startled, and then disdain appeared in their hearts.

"A single Dongji Demon Sect does not even have thirty-six foundations to build. He is looking for death. The Dongji Demon Sect is really at the end of its rope..."

This is their last thought in this world.

Phew!

Six sword qi flew in at an extremely fast speed, instantly piercing through the shield magic weapon they raised subconsciously, and then pierced their shield, leaving a translucent hole in the head, into which the destruction sword qi poured in, destroying all life.

"The elite foundation-building monks of the East Ji Demon Sect may have the strength of true disciples."

Niu Mojiao and other Xuanwu Tiangong true disciples also saw this scene and were a little surprised.

Not too surprising.

It’s not surprising that a person from a large force in Nuo Da appears who can compare with them. Niu Mojiao said coldly: “No need to pay attention to it, just destroy the army and then kill it.”

Between the words, he was so arrogant that he didn't care much.

This is the self-confidence of Tiangong True Disciples in their personal combat effectiveness.

"yes!"

Other Xuanwu Tiangong monks also seemed confident and did not regard it as a threat.

The majestic gray-blue escaping light flew across the sky at a terrifying speed. In the blink of an eye, it crossed a battlefield of dozens of kilometers on the edge of the steel torrent army.

Lines of light blue sword energy fell.

"wrong!"

"This is not the strength of a true disciple!"

A monk in the late stage of foundation building in yellow robes was frightened by the sword energy, roared wildly, and activated a dragon-headed euphorbia to the extreme, transforming into a vivid golden dragon and killing him.

The sharp maw opened and faced a light blue sword energy containing the sword intention of destruction.

call out!

A sword energy flew past, and the golden dragon's huge mouth was pierced. The aura was gone, and it fell with a cry without stopping.

"Golden elixir!"

"This is the combat power of Jindan!"

In the late stage of foundation building, the monks in yellow robes screamed in fear. Without any doubts anymore, they burned their essence and blood and fled away from the battlefield crazily.

Just took a step,

The shield was broken, there was a hole in his forehead, and his body fell softly to the ground.

In the peripheral vision, light blue sword energy fell down one after another, and the foundation-building monks fell to the ground one by one and died, like mortal ants, without any resistance.