After the Holy Envoy finished speaking, there was a "grunt", and the wall in front of him began to rise and fall slightly, opening automatically like a valve, and he walked out with brisk steps.

The old man followed, he didn't understand what the other party wanted him to do?

Wherever the Holy Envoy passed, the wriggling walls lit up with fluorescence, he walked to the largest chamber in the center, and suddenly turned his head and looked out through the thick walls of flesh.

In a purple-red sky, a full moon hangs overhead.

Countless meteorites and fire rains fell from the sky, and countless small black dots were flying. The earth was half fire, half frost, even the sea frozen, and the sun never showed its face again.

The Holy Envoy watched silently for a while, without any expression on his face, without saying a word.

To him, these seemed to be ordinary sights.

The plants have withered because they haven't seen sunlight for a long time.

Instead, the huge tentacles that stretched out from the plains, mountains, river valleys, and deep forests were swaying, as if black flesh and blood flags were fluttering above people's heads.

……

10,000 meters in the air.

In front of the temple, the burning "Ispartine".

The exhausted monks and soldiers were still struggling to resist the influx of enemies.

It's almost out of ammunition.

Even with the blessing of spiritual weapons, these cultivators felt powerless. They had been fighting for nearly three hours before the Obsidian Society's massive attack, and there were more and more corpses on the periphery, like mountains of roard.

The mutant had no intention of stopping the attack, roaring, screaming, and tirelessly, as if injected with hormones in the blood, and his movements became more and more violent.

Maybe it's because they're affected by the energy teleported by the spatial rift, or maybe it's because they're not afraid of death. The mutants trampled on the bones, whisked their claws and fangs, and roared.

Several gigantic executioners leapt to their feet and swooped down from Roshan like predatory vultures, their eyes glowing scarlet, the corners of their mouths smirking, and a black light.

A decimated executioner suddenly appeared in the defensive formation, his eyes fixed on a monk captain. The captain's robe was no longer distinguishable from its original color, soaked with blood and sweat, and extremely dirty.

No one saw how this monster appeared.

The captain of the monk reacted in time, rolled back, and quickly dodged the attack of the claws, and a furrow was immediately plowed out of the ground.

"Click!"

Just as he was glad that the thrill had been avoided and dodged in time, he saw that the guy unexpectedly stretched his neck.

Suddenly open your big mouth!

- I seem to be very proud of that sharp white fang.

Then there was a "click" and the bite together, like the sound of a box closing, directly biting off the upper body of the monk captain!

Several monks shouted loudly, brandished their weapons and killed him, and instantly cut down the executioner.

However, in less than a second, a row of spikes protruded from the ground.

Although a few black thorns were cut off by the defensive barrier, the rest of the thorns still directly pierced the bodies of the two monks.

Their bodies were then lifted up, and the dormant ones who were hiding underground were slashed and killed by the other monks.

The monks on the left flank suffered heavy casualties, and the troops could not be replenished for a while, and there was a slight gap in the defensive barrier of the large array.

The thousand-mile embankment collapsed in the anthill - it was this small gap that caused serious consequences, and the wielded black scythe swept through, and a dozen more extermination executioners jumped into the crowd.

In an instant, a puff of blood splashed.

Kill!

Kill, kill, kill!

Several black lights flashed and joined together!

The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood, and after being stimulated by this smell, the two sides of the fight suddenly had two completely different reactions.

Rage and trembling!

The defensive formation of the monks and soldiers was quickly disrupted, and more mutants rushed in, relying on their fangs and sharp teeth, frantically pouring in, not without hitting the gap for a moment!

Bloody and brutal!

In the eyes of the mutants, there seemed to be no other idea at the moment than killing.

For a moment, blood stained the earth red, and the flowing blood mixed with the soil turned into a scarlet stream, and a formation of nearly a hundred people was instantly occupied by mutants in the sky, on the ground, and underground.

"Protect the Spiritual Weapon!"

"Quickly shrink the encirclement, and don't let them rush into the formation!"

"Kill!"

"Whew——!!"

The shouts of the crowd were instantly replaced by screams.

Every scream represents the death of a monk soldier, and the screams are all over the place in an instant, which is terrifying.

The artifact hummed in the dark night, and the blue light swayed like a candle about to be extinguished.

"Don't go back! Let me stand still! ”

A white shadow shouted loudly and rushed into the midst of the defeated monks, silver flashed, and the upper body of a decimated executioner immediately flew out.

"Chief Guard!"

"Lone wolf!"

"Great, Lord Lone Wolf is here, everyone resist it!"

The monks struggled to their feet and regrouped. If this is not the case, the other formations will be affected, and the rout will be unstoppable.

Long Chen jumped to the side, stretched out his arm, and quickly pinched the arm of a mutant, using his right foot as the center of the circle, picking up the huge body.

"Whew-"

One lap.

Two laps.

Click, click

The sound of bone cracking that makes the roots of your teeth sore!

Like a starting meat grinder propeller, Long Chen instantly swept down the surrounding mutants, and in less than half a second, the guy who was using it as a weapon in his hand broke his tendons and broke his bones, and he died.

Long Chen did the same, flew up, and grabbed another mutant.

A punch slammed into the opponent's body, pulling out a bloody heart, and the other hand broke his neck.

Then he picked up the opponent's calf, and the spiritual power on his body gushed out, and with a loud shout, the corpse was swept out like a cannonball, smashing into the swarming enemy.

All the monks and soldiers cheered loudly, it was so exciting!

Stirred up by him like this, the arrogance of the left-wing mutants was temporarily suppressed, and the leaderless monks took the opportunity to regroup.

However, after all, too many people died, and the defensive range of the formation was more than twice as small. These formations are interlocked, and if there is a fluctuation on one side, the other side will inevitably be implicated.

On the whole, the large array of thousands of monks and soldiers is constantly shrinking.

At this moment, a rumbling explosion was heard from the southeast direction of the defense array, and several burning tracks appeared in the sky.

The lone wolf Long Chen stared at it, only to see a few more fireballs break through the defensive barrier, braving a terrifying heat wave and smashing into the crowd, exuding high heat all over his body, and turning into several dark red monsters wearing heavy armor in an instant.

"Those fire meteors...... Is it also a mutant? ”

Long Chen's heart was shocked, in his memory, he had never seen such a monster.

Moreover, judging by his many years of experience in fighting the Obsidian Society, the other party has never heard of such a terrifying technical strength to concoct such a terrifying guy.

What the hell is the secret weapon?

The terrifying heat exploded among the monks and soldiers, and those who were slightly weaker and stood close were instantly carbonized.

Long Chen's face became grim, and for the first time in his heart, he had a terrible expectation. Since these meteorite-like ghosts can break through the barrier from a high altitude, it means that the defenses are ineffective!

Is it necessary to activate the ultimate means of defense of "Ispartine"?

His fingers trembled, and his heart was in fear.

Although everyone resisted desperately, in the face of the impact of meteorites all over the mountains, if there were no more effective means, the consequences would be unimaginable.

If this continues, sooner or later everyone will collapse!

The Millennium Temple will not be protected either!

Long Chen was in a state of unrest, and suddenly everyone felt a biting cold air like ice, and saw something white floating in the sky.

"Is this ...... Snowing? ”

"It's weird, how can it snow!"

You know, it's June!

But the snowflakes accompanied by the rumbling thunder suddenly resounded throughout the earth and the sky. The rolling clouds were much lower than usual, dark and heavy, with the occasional hint of lightning.

The sky seemed to be torn apart, and the stars in the sky suddenly appeared in front of them, and the rare vision on weekdays shocked everyone beyond measure.

The snowflakes in the sky struck an extremely cold aura, and the deep sky became even darker.

Although these cultivators and mutants have far more than ordinary human physiques, the cold has a great impact on both sides, and the heat in the body is greatly consumed to ward off the cold.

"Look! What is that? A monk exclaimed.

"O God! Is the sky falling? ”

Everyone saw the vision in the sky, and fear spread. In just a few seconds, the brightness of the stars seemed to change and become more dazzling!

Right now.

The communicator on Long Complaining's arm vibrate, and he looked down, but he didn't see the usual light and shadow, and no one communicated with him.

"What's going on?"

Long Yantian's heart trembled, and he felt that someone wanted to communicate with him, but was blocked by a larger force?

Could it be the master?

No, the master was busy with that, and with three Templars assisting him, it was impossible to contact him at this time.

So, who is it?

His brow furrowed, staring at the comms, trying to figure out what was going on.

Long Waitian looked at the front of the temple, the burning sky and the red-stained ground, the monks and soldiers defending the temple had killed nearly a hundred, and the mutant legion was several times more dead, but it was still attacking the defensive barrier from all directions.

He can't care so much, he must rush in to help! Otherwise, the whole of Ispartine will completely fall right under his nose!

He soared into the sky and flew towards the temple.

"Wait a minute!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the distance in the air.

"Joyna?"

Long Yantian was taken aback, only to see a figure turn into white light and fly over at great speed.

It's not who Joyna is!

"What about the master? Where is he? Joyna's face was full of anxiety, and she asked in a hurry.

Joyna's red hair was still flying like flames, but as if it had been burned, the alloy armor was already covered with scars, and there were several visible scars on her body, which was shocking.

Seeing Joyna's injured appearance, Long Yantian was stunned for a moment, "You—How did you get this picture?" Aren't you commanding in the Ancient Iron City, why did you suddenly come here? What the hell is going on over there? ”

A series of questions, but Joyna did not answer a word.

Just looked solemn and shook his head vigorously.