With the arrival of all forces, the originally planned sneak attack suddenly became ridiculous.

After the combined forces, since they could not trust each other, the various forces attacking the Holy Capital had no choice but to attack from all directions.

To put it simply, it's all about each other.

It's just a siege, but it's just a futile effort.

Only the poor, young and ignorant hot-blooded young men of the Black Iron City rushed to the front, while the rest of the people, whether they were the nobles of the Black Iron City or the lower positions of other forces, were very careful to hide behind.

The lower rank was originally a consumable for statistics in this battle, and even if it was a median primordial spirit, he was just pretending.

They are waiting for the real battle to end.

What really determines the outcome is the top.

On the surface of the temple, except for the Sage Moira, who has been "in retreat" for a long time, there are only three great priests of destiny left, and the Shadow King who is hiding in the shadows.

And the Shadow King was hindered by his granddaughter's life, coupled with his disgust for the temple, and promised Su Xiao not to make a move.

Therefore, in the temple, there are only three great priests of destiny left.

Dream and Night Ghost concealed their postures, standing in the camp of the Black Iron City, quietly waiting for the three Great Priests of Destiny to appear.

This is a deal between the Black Iron City and Mengxian, and the price is the legacy of one of the Seven Divine Sons of the year, Polar Ice Ji Jing Zero.

It's a good deal for both parties.

And the temple, too, thinks it's a good deal.

Looking at the three great gods of fate whose breath was a little sluggish, Mengxian frowned slightly, a little puzzled.

With the strength of these three people, who else in the Holy Capital could make them so weak?

Although Mengxian relied on it, he couldn't help but hesitate when he saw this situation, wondering if it was a trap.

"Senior Meng, according to our agreement, these three are all in charge of you. I wonder what the current situation is? The red puppet that Lin Hui had transformed into faintly reminded Mengxian, wanting him to hurry up.

Before the dream could be decided, another aura of the peak of the ninth order slowly appeared, which surprised everyone.

When he saw the face of this new ninth-order, his originally calm face instantly became indifferent.

"It's all old acquaintances, hehe." Chu Xun chuckled and waved his arms, as if he was dancing, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Naturally, Chu Yuan is also included.

Chu Yuan sat on the troop carrier driven by Ji Yunhui, silently looking at "Chu Xun" in the air, and hid his emotions very well.

It must not be Chu Xun, so he must be prepared to accept the worst.

Even if you can't bear it.

……

And the big guys don't have much time to react.

Seeing that Chu Xun was entangled in the dream and the night ghost, Mrs. Han, who was hiding in the snow, snorted coldly and faced the three weak great gods of fate.

Although she showed the power of the Holy Rank when she was chasing and killing Mengxian, Mrs. Han knew in her heart that she was still only a quasi-Saint Rank, and she was still a step away from the category that was completely out of the human realm.

Her talent has always been bad, and if it weren't for Su Ye, she wouldn't have chosen to forcibly embark on the path of cultivation back then.

Being a pampered lady of the Han family with peace of mind is her original destiny.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Han's face sank, and her eyes were a little disgusted when she looked at the three people opposite.

Although I really want to take down the two little guys over there, after all, it is now a joint attack on the Holy Capital, and Mrs. Han is too lazy to be a second or fifth boy at this time.

However, there will still be a sense of irritability in her heart, so Mrs. Han poured her anger on the three great gods of fate opposite.

"I have long heard that the three Great Priests of Destiny of the Holy Capital are all at the peak of the ninth order, and they can be defeated by the Holy Order under the combined force, let me take a look today."

As soon as Mrs. Han said this, except for the dream and the night ghost, the rest of the people were shocked.

Mrs. Han, have you reached the Holy Rank?

However, looking at the evenly matched appearance of the two sides, everyone was also a little relieved.

Since he didn't suppress the three weak Great Priests of Fate in an instant, it shouldn't be a holy rank, just a quasi-saint.

Although there is only one difference, it is a world of difference.

The reason is simple.

Quasi-saint is the last limit of human beings.

Those who can reach the Holy Age at this stage have basically broken away from the category of human beings and become another new creature that looks like a human being.

Since Mrs. Han is only a half-saint, it means that she is not one of those crazy monsters.

However, even so, the quasi-saint is already the highest combat power that has appeared so far, but after all, there are three great gods of fate on the opposite side, and they can barely block it under the joint efforts.

And Chu on the side directly summoned the Star of the Nine Spirits of the Divine Creation in the amazed gaze of everyone, fighting against Dream and Night Ghost with one enemy and two.

Under the mutual restraint of the top combat forces, the remaining upper positions finally launched an attack on the gate of the holy capital.

But I don't know if it was due to lack of preparation or some other reason, the Yuan Ling Heavy Cannon that was standing in the Holy Capital was not activated, so the Southern Ice stronghold, which had only a median guardian at most, was wiped out by the Thousand Machine puppets of the Black Iron City in less than three minutes.

Under these costly puppets, these unsuspecting soldiers of the Holy Capital were just numbers on the report, and their brazenness increased to a jaw-dropping level.

Looking at the blood stains and fragments everywhere, Su Xiao's face was still pale, and he indifferently pressed the call button with other personnel carriers.

"We have broken through the border defense line of the Holy Capital, and after we follow the first wave of people to break through the internal defense line of the Holy Capital, we will go straight to the Valley of the Moon Shadow, don't care about other places."

"Roger." Ji Yunhui took a deep breath a little nervously, looked at the people in the car, and asked in a low voice: "It will be the real battle of life and death in a while, it has nothing to do with right or wrong, it has nothing to do with glory, it is just a simple killing, are you ready?" ”

"Yes." Everyone nodded in a low voice.

Ji Yunhui looked at the few people in the car and sighed a little.

As a member of the dragon hunting team, they are a special existence even in this expeditionary force.

To put it simply, it is a private army that is not under the command of the council of the city-state.

Of course, if they are in danger, no one will rescue them.

But most of the dragon hunting teams in the Black Iron City died in the Dragon Realm, except for the three people in Su Xiao's car, there were only four people left here, Chu Yuan, Ling Ping, and Li Jiuliang.

Yu Han led the team on Qinghe's side, so naturally he would not be here.

And Su Xiao has other things to do for a while, and he will not walk with him.

As a result, their lone army followed the endless stream of cars in a scattered manner, which seemed a little abrupt.

Looking at this somewhat lonely scene, Ji Yunhui quietly turned his head, covering his gloomy eyes, and then the sound of the battle outside, hiding his coughing well.

Looking at the strange black mixed blood in the palm of his hand, Ji Yunhui smiled helplessly, as if helpless, as if relieved.

"This place is called the Holy Capital."