"Hehe, is the wolf handsome joking, I don't have any superfluous people."

The woman in the palace dress covered her mouth lightly and laughed, but with one hand behind her back, she made a gesture, and the disciples who followed closely immediately understood the message conveyed by the elder, and formed a circle around the unicorn car, all of them with tense faces and very vigilant.

"Alas, why bother with ten thousand fairies?"

The werewolf leader sighed regretfully in his eyes, raised his hand, shook his palm forward, and turned his back, as if he didn't want to see the next scene.

The next moment, the werewolf soldiers around saw that the leader had given an order, and with a strong bloodthirsty aura, they frantically surged towards the Asgard disciples in the center from all directions.

The Asgard disciples in the center urged their attributes, clenched the weapons in their hands, and faced the impending killing with solemn expressions.

The palace elder faced the four werewolf generals alone, and with her cultivation, she also felt helpless, but she was the backbone of this team, and she couldn't mess around.

"All the disciples listen to the order, the immortal fall array, the disciples of the defensive attribute stand in the eye of the eight-sided array, the auxiliary attribute disciples stand in the center of the array, and the attacking attribute disciples rotate in the array, and the main kill."

The palace elder calmly gave orders, and the disciples in the circle gave orders in unison, forming a diamond-shaped formation in an orderly manner.

The four disciples of the heart of the array sat around the unicorn car, facing the guardian array eyes in their respective directions, and a chain of light formed by spiritual power appeared from the four disciples of the array center, connecting the four people, and then extending to the guardian disciples of their respective array eyes, and then extending and connecting with each other by the guardian disciples.

The disciples of the main slaughter in the formation instantly felt that their combat power had doubled, and the sense of security brought by the strength made them suddenly full of confidence, and they rushed towards the werewolf who leaned into the battle formation.

For a moment, they withstood the attack of four or five times as many werewolf soldiers, and the situation became deadlocked.

Feeling the impact of the battle formation, the werewolf leader raised his eyebrows, but did not turn around, but just patted the shoulder of the blue-haired wolf general beside him.

"Feng'er, it's your turn."

"Yes, Father."

The blue-haired wolf general respectfully accepted the order, kicked the ground hard with his lower body, and jumped directly in front of the werewolf soldiers charging on one side, holding a wolf head flag in his hand.

"Wolf fangs."

"Yes!"

For a while, the charging werewolf soldiers stood behind the blue-haired wolf generals in proportional rows according to their strength, and from above, this formation looked like a sharp wolf tooth.

"Rush!"

The blue-haired wolf will give an order, and the werewolves in the last row will take the lead in charging with a momentum, and then the front row will pick up this momentum and rush forward faster.

At this moment, this blue-haired wolf general seemed to the Asgard disciples in the battle array as if he was the sharpest spear, with a cold glow that broke people's hearts, rushing towards their battle array, unstoppable.

The defensive disciples of the Array Eye actually felt angry and timid in their hearts, and the disciples who guarded and killed were even more hesitant for a moment before stepping forward to block them.

But the momentum of the blue-haired wolf general has risen, and in an instant, he seriously injured the killing disciples who came to block, and the momentum has not decreased, and the killing disciples who will continue to rush up to block are all seriously injured with the most primitive hand-to-hand combat moves.

Knowing that the situation was not good, the Formation Heart disciple immediately extracted a part of the spiritual power transported in the other three directions and transported it to the direction where the blue-haired wolf would attack, which greatly increased the defensive power of the protective disciple and blocked the momentum of the blue-haired wolf general.

But this is just demolishing the east wall to make up for the west wall, and the other three directions have decreased a lot in defense and attack power due to the reduction of the spiritual power of the array eye, and they faintly began to be unable to parry the charge of batches of werewolf soldiers.

Seeing this, the palace dress woman became more worried, her face sank, she knew that it was only a matter of time before the battle formation was broken, but there was no way, she had to drag it out.

It was difficult to parry the attacks of these four wolf generals, and the woman in the palace costume shouted loudly.

"The disciples of the Immortal Palace listen to the order, and if you hold on to half a pillar of incense for a while, the reinforcements in the city will arrive."

It turned out that the palace woman had already prepared to deal with the wrong situation when she was carrying out this mission, and before she was about to arrive in the city, she sent a disciple with a concealment effect and a very high agility attribute to rush to the main city as quickly as possible, and if they did not arrive at the main city at a certain time, she would immediately lead the Asgard branch in the city to come to the rescue.

"Hahaha, Elder Wan, do you think you can still hold on to more than half a pillar of incense?"

The werewolf leader looked playfully at the woman in palace clothes who was besieged.

The woman in the palace costume didn't reply, she snorted heavily, and a sharp iron tree grew on the ground, poking at the four wolf generals.

The Asgar disciples in the battle array listened to the words of the palace woman, and remembered which reliable companion, and the uneasiness in their hearts was temporarily suppressed, because the morale of the blue-haired wolf who had been reduced by the rush to kill had risen a lot.

The female disciple who was originally seriously injured by the blue-haired wolf general gritted her teeth even more, dragging her body with scars, torn clothes, and torn flesh and skin, and ate the elixir for pain relief and recovery, and rushed forward to block the blue-haired wolf general without fear of death, and alleviate the pressure caused by the uneven distribution of spiritual power in the battle array.

In this way, casualties began to appear, and the werewolf soldiers who fell in the battle array, the disciples of the Asgard who were pierced through the heart by the wolf's claws, continued to pass with time.

Seeing that it was about to reach the time of half a pillar of incense, the disciples of the Immortal Palace were already close to exhaustion, but they still persevered, because the reinforcements were almost there.

The palace costume elder is no longer as graceful and luxurious as he was at the beginning, the hair ornament on his head has been shot down, and the Lingbao palace clothes on his body have begun to fade, and even appear damaged, his eyes are bloodshot, and he is very tired.

"Hold on a little longer, reinforcements will arrive soon."

The palace costume elder shouted loudly, she understood that she could not relax at this time, she had already held on to this point, so she could give up.

The disciples of the Immortal Palace also understood this, and the disciples in the formation began to squeeze their own attribute power regardless of the load of spiritual power transportation, and frantically absorbed spiritual power, and many disciples' veins were already broken, but Leng was able to survive for a while.

The half-pillar incense finally arrived, and the woman in the palace costume heard the voice from the other side of the valley, and a smile appeared on her bitter face.

The tense nerves of the disciples in the formation also relaxed a lot, and they all looked towards the valley, but when the source of the sound was closer, their eyes were only desperate.

A giant wolf, hanging a dying woman covered in blood, obediently walked to the werewolf leader's side, and then threw the woman in his mouth into the battle array with great disdain.

A Immortal Palace disciple hurriedly caught the woman, and the seriously injured woman lying in her arms opened her eyes with difficulty, saw her bloody fellow disciple, and said in a choked and painful voice.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry everyone."

Then, he lost his breath and died in the arms of the female disciple.

Seeing this, the woman in the palace costume could no longer hold back her emotions, her body, which was originally supported by faith, slowed down, and was aimed at the opportunity by the four wolf generals, and four hands with sharp claws pierced the body of the palace woman.

The woman in the palace costume spat out a mouthful of blood, and she was reluctant to glance at the disciples in the array, and her eyes completely lost their light.