Recently, Fu Yang has integrated resources in Tianluo Immortal Domain. "Words * love * first * hair

However, in the event of an attack, he basically escaped after a sneak attack, and hundreds of Dao Ancestor commanders pursued and killed many sneak attackers.

"Your Majesty, these are all the corpses of the sneak attackers." Zhao Yun and the other commanders moved the corpses.

Fu Yang frowned secretly, judging from the residual breath on the corpse, he was the son of Bafang.

It should be said that all along, the sons of the eight directions have been scattered for three thousand days, killing constantly, why did they come to attack them, this is not in their interests.

You must know that the current Heavenly Realm army is very powerful, every soldier is not weaker than the Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal, the baptism of war, the cultivation of the accumulation of vitality is obvious to all, and besides, the Holy Land can't avoid them.

Moreover, he knew one thing, among the sons of the eight directions, there was no Dao ancestor zài.

A large-scale sneak attack is undoubtedly just sending people to death, even if no one can be killed.

"Your Majesty, there are many buildings that have been damaged." A blood-red Dao Ancestor commander said.

This face is like a pig's liver, you don't need to guess to know that it is Guan Yunchang, and the Qinglong Yanyue Knife does not leave his body, just one mount.

However, now that you have a strong cultivation, it is a drag to participate in the battle with your mount, and if you are not careful, your mount will be killed by the enemy, if not, you need to divide your mind to protect it.

"There's a problem here." Fu said with a frown.

The Sons of the Eight Directions, who did not have the support of Dao Ancestor, would never dare to provoke the Heavenly Realm army, not to mention, they themselves were in chaos, they had been fighting each other, and there must be an absolute problem when they joined forces.

The only way to unite them is the Dao Venerable, the source hidden in the shadows, the eight Dao Venerables.

Fu Yang even thought that every Dao Venerable must have had a large number of subordinates in the past, and they were basically all Dao Ancestors, maybe this was what they relied on.

"Strengthen vigilance, evacuate the resources, and move them all into the Panwu Immortal Realm." Fu Yang ordered.

That's all there is to it now. The resources that were finally snatched must not be abandoned, the area of the Heavenly Court is limited, and the most precious consumables can be put into it. As for the sundries, they can be stored in the Panwu Immortal Realm.

Immediately, a huge portal appeared in the sky above the Tianluo Immortal Domain.

Groups of soldiers carried the resources and sent them to the Panwu Immortal Realm, which was undoubtedly regarded as a warehouse. Moreover, the army of the Heavenly Realm really can't look down on it, and the resources in the Panwu Immortal Realm are too low-end.

This day, late at night.

A phantasmal shadow flickered in the night, acting like a ghost.

The night watchmen were patrolling, and as soon as they noticed something unusual, a cold light flickered on their necks.

Burst!

Blood splattered, and in just a few breaths, a line of defense was broken. More phantom break-ins.

Zhao Yunpan sat on a rock, opened his eyes in an instant, and shouted: "Enemy attack!" ”

At the same time, a brilliant golden arrow was fired.

The silent golden arrow can be imagined to be a strong archery.

The pupils were infinitely dilated, Zhao Yun shuddered all over, deeply felt that death was coming, and he avoided an unavoidable arrow, as if he was destined to die here tonight.

I don't know when, Fu Yang has appeared beside him. To put it mildly, he squeezed the golden arrow in his hand.

The tip of the arrow was only a centimeter away from Zhao Yun, and the cold light pierced his skin.

Click!

With a slight pinch, the golden arrow snapped and was casually discarded aside.

"Prepare for battle."

The voice fell. Fu Yang disappeared on the spot, and in the next second, his body appeared in the air, with one hand and one claw, and the night was like a black cloth, pulling hard. The night sky, which was once full of stars, turned into daylight.

The invading Sons of the Eight Directions appeared in front of them, and they had broken into the camp of the Heavenly Realm army.

In the distant sky, there are a large number of Dao Ancestors.

One of them was cloaked in golden armor, holding a longbow and an arrow, the arrow shining with brilliant golden light, and the target was Fu Yang.

"The archers of the Three Thousand Great Roads are really interesting."

Fu Yang smiled slightly, stepped on the void with one foot, the space under his feet shattered, and his body turned into a ray of light and shot out.

At the same time, as soon as the divine soul came out, it turned into a divine bow, pulled up the bowstring, and condensed into a spiritual arrow.

Shout!

Shout!

Both release the bowstring at the same time.

A golden arrow turned into a golden horse and shot at it, and the spirit arrow collided head-on.

In an instant, two arrows collided in the air.

Boom down...

A ball of golden light exploded, and the radiation area was 100,000 miles, and the golden light was so bright that I couldn't open my eyes.

The golden arrow was destroyed, but the spiritual arrow was not extinguished, and it kept shooting horizontally.

"Slash of Destruction."

Immediately, a Dao Ancestor made a move and slashed out a blow, and the breath of absolute death spread.

In the next moment, countless spiritual arrows were differentiated, and when the Dao Ancestor shot out, his eyes were immediately full of horror, and it was difficult to stop, and he instantly turned into a sieve.

"Set up to block him."

With an order, eight thousand Dao Ancestors arranged a Dao Array to block the entire Immortal Domain.

Only the seven Dao Ancestors seemed to be performing some kind of ritual, even strange.

However, Fu Yang is not what it used to be, there are already one hundred and fifty avenues, and he is in the strongest state of combat power, twenty-four thousand avenues. (I made a mistake in the previous chapter, it should be more than one hundred and sixty times, and I didn't bother to change it.) ）

The power of the Beaulie.

Ying Long's trip.

A punch blasted out, and that large array, like an infinite aura gathering, only blasted open a small gap.

"Powerful, Dao Venerable-level Great Array, it seems that you need to use real skills." Fu Yang whispered.

The flesh spouts out the divine glow, the chaotic true qi rolls, and the sword of the divine soul is in hand.

The spirit and spirit were condensed to the peak, and a sword slashed out, cutting open the rift that stretched for 100,000 miles, approaching a Dao Ancestor, harvesting life with a sword, and the top of his head was suspended in the Chaos Qi Furnace, which was instantly devoured.

"Kill!"

The sound was like thunder, and a grinding disc fell, pressing on Fu Yang's body, as if it was going to wear out his body.

"Break it with a sword."

A sharp sword light shot up into the sky, and the grinding disc split in half.

And then once again slashed the hundred Dao Ancestors who maintained the formation eyes with one sword, and he wanted to break the formation eyes one by one, so as to disintegrate the formation eyes internally.

The sword of the divine soul changed and turned into a divine bow, and the bowstring was continuously pulled, and one spirit arrow after another was shot.

Bang bang bang......

One after another, Dao Ancestors fell and died.

Shooting from a distance, Fu Yang cleared out a space of ten miles within a radius of ten miles to avoid being oppressed by the Dao Array.

Suddenly, a momentum soared into the sky, and it was definitely not a Dao Ancestor level power.

"Daozun!" Fu Yang said solemnly.

It turned out that the seven Dao Ancestors were inducing Dao Zun's will, so that the power of Dao Zun would descend on them.

It is rumored that the eight Dao Venerables at the source of the Son of the Eight Directions were all seriously injured and could not really appear in the world, so they came forward in this way.

A golden arrow shot again, full of killing aura, and far higher than the strength of Dao Ancestor.

"Shielding!"

The spirit turned into a shield and carried the golden arrow head-on.

However, if there is a slight crack, and if you bear too many such attacks, it is estimated that the divine soul will be torn apart, and eventually the divine soul will fall into the realm.

"The whole army is in the furnace of the flood." Fu Yang ordered. (To be continued.) )