Everyone in the square was looking into the distance, most of the people in the field were high-level martial cultivators, and their eyesight was super strong without the obstruction of their eyes, and their hearts twitched fiercely at this moment.

A large piece of wood spirit shuttle under black pressure is heading towards Tianwen Palace, the speed is not fast, but very slow, from a distance, a large piece of wood spirit shuttle seems to be connected as one, just like an aircraft carrier with a huge impulse approaching.

The majestic lineup and momentum drove the air current, as if there was a kind of substantial wind speed, faintly with a roaring sound, which is not an exaggeration to describe it as overwhelming.

The whole square suddenly fell silent, the atmosphere of the previous saber rattling changed, and everyone's breathing became heavy invisibly, no matter what the final outcome of the natural disaster was, this formation was absolutely unprecedented.

Distance...

Everywhere the large shadows were cast from high in the sky, countless martial cultivators and ordinary people stood with their heads up, even in the northern Xinjiang, no one had ever seen this kind of scene, and after suddenly waking up, they all flew wildly in the air to follow, taking out the memory crystal to record, and the excited eyes seemed as if all the wood spirit shuttles were their own home.

Except for the ancient battlefield in Northern Xinjiang to the land of Sanguan, few people have seen groups of Mu Ling Suo army, even in Dongsen, it is extremely rare to see more than three Mu Ling Suo together.

And today, feasting their eyes and opening their eyes is not enough to describe their agitated mood at the moment.

No one had ever witnessed such a grand occasion, and in the faint light of the morning light, there were shadows covering a radius of several thousand meters.

The army of Mu Lingsuo approached in the blink of an eye, Wen Wei squinted his eyes, and there was no fear in his heart, under the absolute strength, no matter how many people he killed, he would not be able to kill. But he was still shocked by this spectacular lineup, even Li Hanwen and other giants were no exception, and they all looked up from afar, with an indescribable envy in their hearts.

This is an epoch-making product, and the thought of wanting to keep it for themselves is surging in their hearts, and a trace of murder flashes in their eyes.

This is also the expression of the Extreme God of War remains unchanged, and the rest of them, including Wen Yingxiu, are deeply shocked, not to mention the high-level under the God of War, as a disciple of the disciple, they simply stand in place, leaving behind the scenes of the previous Extreme God of War fighting instantly, and forget all about it, looking at the approaching army, they actually feel that there is a kind of fanatical emotion rising in the shock.

Closer, closer...

Above the Wood Spirit Shuttle is a simple and elegant silver-white shining flying wood spirit, which looks like a small sky city from a distance, and you can see the three words of the Howling Moon in front of you.

The Mu Lingshuo headed below has also been seen, like a giant flat boat, on the deck of the eleven martial kings led by Amon condensed the bow of the ship, their eyes are full of battle intent, behind Jin Yuesheng, who has just been promoted to the god of war, led a group of martial saints from the chaotic wind slope, and there is bloodthirsty madness in his eyes looking down.

After approaching, the army of Mu Lingsuo, which looked like an aircraft carrier, came to a halt after landing at a height of several dozen meters above the ground.

In this process, all the Wood Spirit Shuttles had already dispersed in formation, and countless Wood Spirit Battleships of the Cabinless Deck type were lined up in formation.

Countless people couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva at this moment, the lineup displayed by the natural disaster did not have high-level martial arts, but its average combat power was too terrifying.

On the countless Wood Spirit warships, there are hundreds of heavily armored cavalry, not moving in the wind, the fiery red cloak behind them is hunting, and the gale horse armed with epic armor under the crotch occasionally raises this front hoof, trampling sound, exuding a heart-palpitating murderous aura.

The five legions of the Thundering Army, with a total of 15,000 forging body martial arts cultivators, two alien legions of 5,000 forging elites each, plus the high-level leaders of various departments and foreign leaders, nearly 30,000 troops, the lowest are epic battle armor and are impenetrable, of which nearly 20,000 are soldiers who have experienced blood and fire in the three passes of northern Xinjiang for a long time, and the overflowing battle intent and killing intent gathered together, making the entire Tianwen Palace Square in a state of depression.

The most terrifying thing is that there are thirty wood spirit warships, all of which are heavy giant crossbows, and behind each heavy crossbow and war crossbow are ten generals of the Martial Sect and the Martial King Period, the thick steel heavy spears have already been placed, the spirit crystals have been filled, and the six thousand giant crossbows are locked in different directions, and the steel heavy spears with killing intent are as thick as thighs, ready to move.

Seeing this, a trace of anger flashed in Wen Yu's heart, Wen Yingxiu had come to ask him whether to send people to exterminate the natural disaster of crossing the city to the east, he didn't pay attention to it.

With the strength of him and Tianwen Palace, he is afraid that if the natural disaster is not sent, he will destroy it in one fell swoop.

However, the arrival of Yanru Hua disrupted his position, but he was also not worried, the only thing he didn't expect was that the natural disaster would have such courage, this was probably a death battle that the natural disaster poured out.

He can indeed keep everyone, but with this huge lineup, even if he is the Extreme God of War, he can't keep Tianwen Palace, and under the desperate fight, Tianwen Palace will inevitably be razed to the ground.

He had never seen two kinds of giant crossbows, but the destructive power contained in the spiritual power, he clearly sensed that under the group bombardment, let alone the generals, even the early stage of the martial king would be shot.

The number of war crossbows and heavy crossbows is as high as six thousand, and all the gods of war in Tianwen Palace will shoot at the same time, people only need to bombard and kill one wave, and most of the disciples will be killed and injured, and even the two main peaks will not be guaranteed, and the destruction power of three thousand martial sects plus six thousand giant crossbows is extremely terrifying.

Li Hanwen didn't have so many ideas, he regarded Tianwen Palace as a battlefield, he even gloated a little, he only cared about whether Wen Yiming was there, and as for Yan Ruhua taking Wen Siwen Nian away, he wouldn't pay attention to it.

Of course, if Wen Yu wants to ask himself to help, then he can also consider it, after all, Tianwen Palace still has the value of use, and there may be a chance to join forces in the future to destroy the Chuangyi Pavilion and the Danhui, and the Sunset Valley at that time will be the real overlord of Dongsen.

At this time, the Howling Moon at the top opened the hatch, and Wen Yiming stepped out in the flow of light, and fell directly to the battleship below, condensing in front of the dragon soul.

"Roar!"

At the moment when Wen Yiming sacrificed the dragon lance, all of them roared violently, and the sound shook and thundered, and the killing aura of the Jin Ge Iron Horse swept with the spread of the sound waves, as if the surrounding air was exploding.

Countless low-level martial cultivators in the field below took a step back, and the momentum was a killing intent from the heart, Wen Wanru frowned, and looked at Wen Lianze, who was also ugly beside her.

Everyone in the field did not know that the natural disaster would definitely be destroyed, but the Tianwen Palace would also become a ruin, and the disciples below the Martial Saint Period would probably suffer countless casualties, and in total, this would definitely be a tragic victory.

Even the land of the sect was destroyed, is this battle really worth it, at this moment, countless Tianwen palace people looked at Wen Yingxiu and his son.

They didn't dare to retreat, the six thousand giant crossbows in mid-air had already been loaded with heavy spears, and they were scattered and blocked in all directions, and they didn't think that they would leave alive in this kind of formation.

Yan Ruhua sighed in her heart, whether this ending was the destruction of the natural disaster by the Tianwen Palace, or the achievement of the natural disaster, it is really unknown yet.

"Wen Yiming!"

Wen Wei was not afraid of the locking of countless giant crossbows, and slowly rose into the air and drank: "Are you going to start a war with my Tianwen Palace?"

(End of chapter)