But slowly, Taoist Xuanling's expression became solemn and confused.
Because a long time had passed, but the three divine armors were still sparing no effort to attack the Fudo Fortress Army Formation, and the two people did not leave either.
It stands to reason that the opponent cannot be attacked for a long time, and he has made it clear that he no longer has any plans to annihilate the opponent. The opponent should retreat as soon as he sees a good situation and flee immediately. Otherwise, when the Pingjiang army outside the city returns to support and attacks from both front and rear, the opponent will undoubtedly die. .
Those two people were not stupid, they definitely understood this truth, but the other party still didn't escape, obviously they had other intentions.
"Iori Yagami?"
A thought suddenly flashed through Taoist Xuanling's mind. If the other party had another plan, it must be the remaining five divine armors.
However, in order to prevent the opponent from awakening more Yagami Armor, he deliberately formed a Fudo Fortress Army Formation with Anjiang Hall as the center. As long as the Fudo Fortress Army Formation was not broken, the opponent would not be able to enter Anjiang Hall again. .
Therefore, he is not worried about the other party awakening other Yagami armor.
"Hmph, the human heart is not as good as a snake swallowing an elephant, just like an ordinary person."
Thinking of this, Taoist Xuanling couldn't help but sneer in his heart. To be honest, he hoped that the other party would not leave. In this way, when other Pingjiang troops returned to support, he could catch them all in one fell swoop and make up for his fault.
However, he also knows that it is unrealistic. No matter how greedy or stupid the other party is, he will not joke with his life. It is estimated that the other party will leave soon.
"It's a pity, it's a pity..."
Taoist Xuanling sighed again, then stopped thinking about it and concentrated on commanding the Pingjiang Army.
"Gathering the power of ten thousand people in one place, and dividing the power of one place among ten thousand people, this Fufujian city military formation is truly worthy of its reputation." From the side, Ye Qing watched as he was attacked repeatedly by Xunjia, Kanjia, and Zhenjia. He couldn't help but admire the immovable city army formation, which took only a cup of tea but could not kill hundreds of people.
The operating principle of the Fudo Fortress Army Formation is not complicated. It can gather the strength of everyone into one. One person is like ten thousand people, and ten thousand people are like one person. It can gather strength in one place to defend against enemy attacks, and it can also attack a place. The attacks received are dispersed among ten thousand people to withstand them, so they can be as immovable as a mountain and defended like a city.
"Well, he's just a turtle shell that only gets beaten." Feng Qingyou said calmly.
"It's a turtle shell, yes, but this turtle shell is a bit too hard."
Ye Qing said: "With these three divine armors, it will be difficult to break this turtle shell in a short time."
"Qingyou, if you have any back-ups, take them out as soon as possible, otherwise you will have no choice but to escape." "Counting the time, it should be here soon."
Feng Qingyou said.
"What's coming?" Ye Qing was confused, and immediately seemed to sense something and looked into the distance.
After a few breaths, several figures were seen coming through the air. Each figure had a strong Qi and not a weak state.
"Miss Feixue..."
Immediately, Ye Qing recognized the leader, who was none other than Feixue, the owner of Fuyue Tower.
"So, your back-up is Miss Feixue?"
Feng Qingyou did not deny it, but released a ray of energy. After Feixue sensed it, she immediately flew down to Feng Qingyou's side.
"Qingyou, are you okay?"
Seeing Feng Qingyou, Feixue said anxiously, with a look of concern on his face.
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Feng Qingyou smiled.
"Is everything okay?" Feixue looked at Feng Qingyou from side to side and asked suspiciously.
"Didn't you already see it?"
Feng Qingyou said: "How is the matter?"
"They are already here. I was worried about your safety, so I went ahead. They are now outside the city!" After hearing this, Feixue felt relieved and said.
"Okay, let's send the order for the army to enter the city. It's time to understand the matter." Feng Qingyou said.
"Pass the order..."
Feixue looked at the person beside her and ordered.
"Yes, princess!"
A man beside him responded with his hands raised.
The man was wearing some kind of weird armor, half of his face was covered with snake-like scales, his pupils were erect, glowing with a cyan cold light in the dark night, and his aura was fierce.
This is not only the case for the man, but also for several others.
Some people's bodies are covered with black hair like steel needles, some people have a scarlet eye in the center of their foreheads, some people have thick hands and feet like animal claws, some people are covered with insects... In short, everyone has some traces of alienation on their body.
At this time, an animal bone horn appeared in the man's hand and he started to play.
"Woo..."
Suddenly, a strange beast appeared faintly in the sky, roaring towards the sky. The roar was like the roar of a tiger and a leopard. The roar of the tiger and the roar of the leopard were intertwined. It was also like the collision of swords and the sound of gold and gold. It gave a feeling of desolation and solemnity like soldiers charging into battle on the battlefield.
"The ferocious number?"
Ye Qing raised his eyebrows. According to legend, there was an ancient tribe in southern Xinjiang, called the Ferocious tribe. The ferocious tribe had the ancient beast as its totem.
The ferocious one is an ancient level monster, with the head of a tiger and the body of a leopard, covered in scales. It can tear up dragons, Kunpeng, and feed on ancient mythical beasts. It is extremely powerful.
The ferocious tribe takes the ferocious as their totem and carries ferocious blood. Everyone is strong and warlike. They were once extremely powerful and were the largest tribe in southern Xinjiang.
After the establishment of the Southern Xinjiang Royal Court, the ferocious tribe took refuge in the Southern Xinjiang Royal Court and was loyal to the Meng family. However, more than a hundred years ago, the Southern Xinjiang royal court rebelled, the Meng family was destroyed, and most of the ferocious tribe was also wiped out. They almost wanted to exterminate the clan, and the remaining The ferocious tribesmen also hid in the depths of southern Xinjiang and were never seen again.
The ferocious horn is the sacred object of the ferocious tribe. According to legend, it is made of ferocious bones and contains the ferocious soul inside. Playing it can awaken the ferocious soul and ring the sound of swords. When there is a war, the ferocious war spirit can be summoned. used.
But according to legend, the ferocious number had already disappeared along with the ferocious tribe, but it was unexpected that it would appear here.
There is no doubt that the man in front of him with half his face covered in scales is a member of the ferocious tribe, because only people from the ferocious tribe can use the ferocious horn.
Ye Qing could recognize the ferocious horn. As a Xuanling Taoist who had been dealing with southern Xinjiang for decades, he could naturally recognize the ferocious horn, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.
As the ferocious horn sounded, more than a thousand phantoms wearing animal skins and scales appeared faintly between the heaven and the earth. Each phantom was half a step closer to the realm of a real person.
Obviously, this is the war spirit of the ferocious tribe summoned by the ferocious horn.
Although there are only more than a thousand fighting spirits, these fighting spirits are immortal and extremely powerful.
What shocked Ye Qing and Taoist Xuanling was yet to come. As soon as the ferocious horns died down, a cry of killing suddenly rang out in the Southern Border Royal Court. The shouting became louder and louder.
Along with the cry of killing, countless people rushed from the outer city into the inner city like a tide.
Those people were all wearing animal skins and linen clothes. They looked savage and primitive, and they were clearly the people of southern Xinjiang.
Those people in southern Xinjiang can be roughly divided into three groups. One group is clothed in animal skins and armor, and the exposed parts such as face, neck, hands and feet are more or less covered with snake scales. They are fierce and cruel. There are about five groups. More than a thousand people.
One wears a white bone mask and holds white bones and other magic weapons. There are gusts of sinister wind around him, and there seem to be countless ghosts crying and wailing, which makes people shudder.
With more than 3,000 people gathered together, the dark wind threatened to form a storm, like thousands of ghosts walking at night, making it even more mysterious and terrifying.
Compared with the previous two groups, the remaining group has fewer people, only about two thousand people. Those people are colorfully dressed. Wherever they pass, flying insects, poisonous snakes, spiders, centipedes and other poisonous insects are crawling and flying. It's so dense that it makes one's scalp tingle.
