Madrigal was the last to withdraw to his own formation, and if he hadn't relied on Lan Aya and Ye Aya to turn the tide and give the other centurs a long time to perfect the retreat formation, I'm afraid everyone wouldn't have been able to return to the last line of defense as planned.

However, the more prominent the person, the greater the pressure. When Madrigal was escorted by Tang Wei and Yu Long into the formation of the Yanxia Eight Gate Formation, he staggered and threw himself on the railing, lowered his head and vomited a mouthful of blood, coughing so much that he bent over, and no one could stand up. Tang Wei looked at it and hurriedly said, "Mu Qi's overdraft is too huge, help him stand up." Before the inner universe is stable, he can't move the sword!" After he finished speaking, he led Yu Long, Chen Guangwu, and Tang Xianchu to hurriedly return to command the marching formation.

Madrigal clutched his cracked breastplate, his chin was bright red, and he raised his index finger and said, "Fire...... Fire ......"

Dieyi said to him, "The ammunition and fuel have been transported by the ant king outside the city to set up a burning barrier. We don't have the resources to put out the flame barriers. ”

Madrigal shook a little, stood up with his support on the railing, hunched his waist, pressed his breastplate and said, "Dieyi, the next rain will make the insects daze, escort the trapped camp to evacuate." ”

Dieyi shook her head and said, "Although it is said that we only need to cover the last line of defense, the range is still very large, and we will talk about it when we retreat to the side of the portal." ”

"Are you going to disobey!" exclaimed the madrigal.

"Wait until you retreat to the edge of the portal and it will rain again!You know a ghost, every meter increase in the coverage radius will greatly increase the spiritual veins consumed!" Dieyi was not angry, explained carefully, and even coquettishly coquettishly with him: "You pity others." You're such a fierce family, you'll regret it sooner or later. ”

Pastoral gritted his teeth, ignored Dieyi, staggered two steps, and whispered, "Yang Ji, help me fight again." ”

Yang Ji was at a loss, glanced at the butterfly clothes who turned his head, and then at the stubborn pastoral song, and persuaded bitterly: "Mu Qi, your inner universe is already out of balance, if even the compensation system is out of balance......

"I said, fight again!" Pastoral Ge straightened up suddenly, sweating, gritting his teeth, not being helped, and striding forward: "I'm not dead yet!"

Yang Ji knew that Madrigal was feeling guilty for his brother who died in battle, so he used fierce words. He was so anxious that tears rolled down, and he looked helplessly at Dieyi, who turned his head stubbornly, and begged: "Dieyi, adjutant, you will make a rain......

Dieyi raised her chin, her long eyelashes were moistened with tears, and she still twisted her head and did not answer Yang Ji's words.

At this time, the butterfly witches next to the portal were already sweating profusely, interfering with the signal receiving organs of the flying snake. Lu Yu supervised the rapid evacuation of the broken military camp, and there were only 500 people left, and the Ant King, Madrigal and several centurions led the army to snipe, although there were many wounded, but the defense line was also shrinking in an orderly manner. It seems that this is the best situation.

Suddenly, the flying snake, which was firmly controlled by the witches, trembled violently, and in the painful tremor, it suddenly regained its mobility, soared into the sky, and swooped wildly, even pointing at those disgraced witches!

A shrine maiden is caught off guard, entangled in a flying snake, and swept into the air. More flying snakes swept down, crashing into the portal, spraying a corrosive liquid that touched the ground and smoked, drenching the portal and sending the entire building into white smoke.

The broken barracks exclaimed. Madrigal looked back and shouted hoarsely: "Don't panic, Lu Yu, defend the portal!

When Pastoral Ge roared, he was affected by internal injuries, lowered his head and coughed, but without coughing twice, a flame spear was condensed in his hand, and when he looked up again, his eyes were already red, and he was murderous, looking at the flying snake that was flying away, and threw the flame spear fiercely.

The flame spear was taken off, and the madrigal's karma was finally exhausted, and the healing process was abruptly interrupted, and the red in his eyes subsided, and the scars "crackled" and cracked, and the armor oozed red like a flood.

When the karma is exhausted, the madrigal is truly exhausted. His cough intensified, and Yang Ji almost couldn't hold it.

However, that dazzling flame spear, under the gaze of countless people, accurately predicted the escape route of the flying snake and pierced through the breastbone of the flying snake. The two pages of the flying snake's bat wings, head, and tail officially announced their separation, and the butterfly witch who was rolled up by the tail fell straight down. The witch broke free of her tail, flapped her wings and flew up, but was scraped by the flying snake, spun and fell, and was rescued by Lu Yu, who had regained her strength, and when she landed, she was so frightened that she couldn't come back to her senses for a while.

However, instead of being resolved, the crisis was turned upside down: it was because the shrine maiden's interference spell trapped the Flying Serpent swarm and reduced the air raids, so that everything could be carried out in an orderly manner. Now, the witch's interference spell suddenly fails, and not only the flying snakes begin to attack overwhelmingly, but even the last ray of hope for the madrigal has been lost: if the flower rain cast by Dieyi cannot "make the insects in a daze", the last hole card of the pastoral song will be declared invalid.

The attack of the insect swarm was suddenly fierce, as if the horn of the general attack had sounded. Yu Long, Tang Wei, and Chen Guangwu's defense line shrank sharply, and Yang Ji desperately helped Muge retreat in the direction of the portal. The only good news is that under Lu Yu's rectification, even if the disaster is really imminent and the defense line falls, the discipline of the army is still as strict as ever.

Madrigal kept looking up as he coughed, gritting his teeth and thinking, "How is it possible? If these flying snakes can break free from the predicament, why are they still restrained by the butterfly clan for so long......?

Under anxious thought, Madrigal suddenly opened his eyes and dispelled the mystery: "Because the four gates were lost, the person who broke the spell of the butterfly clan came to the fortress! Could it be ......?"

When Pastoral Song stumbled and evacuated, he suddenly turned around, and sure enough, he saw a vision: on the towering east gate city wall, above the head of an entrenched dragon god centipede, stood a fairy fox with long sleeves fluttering—behind the Eguan Bo belt, eight hooked foot bone wings broke out, like a half-human and half-worm!

That lonely figure, that elegant royal style, reminds Madrigal of an unforgettable person!

Next to the dragon god centipede, countless Zerg migrated over the city walls, pouring down the towers like rain, and swarming towards the portal.

"That's right, that's Qu Jing. He came in person. Dieyi said calmly to the pastoral.

Pastoral ignored her, and let Yang Ji help him pass by Dieyi's side.

Stumbling onto the portal, Madrigal looked around miserably and saw his centurions exhausted and hoarse, exhausted and exhausted, but dying with their blood.

The line of defense gradually shrinks into a circle, enclosing the portal in the center.

The portal has been corrupted beyond recognition by the Flying Serpent, which has been destroyed by the Flying Serpent regardless of life or death.

Pastoral Ge snorted and saw that the noble dragon god centipede climbed down the city tower, slowly moved under the arch guard of thousands of zergs, and stood at the forefront of the confrontation between the two armies, so that Qujing and Pastoral were separated by a hundred meters and looked at each other from afar.

Qu Jing's white eyebrows were still wrinkled, as if he was thinking about something, but people couldn't guess.

Madrigal turned his head and ordered the crying butterfly beauties: "No matter what spell you have, use it!" Delay the Zerg army for five minutes, and I will personally lead you to evacuate!"

"It's useless. At this time, Dieyi calmly climbed the stairs, boarded the portal, came to Madrigal's side, touched the head of the weeping witch lovingly, and then explained to Madrigal in a soft voice: "The method of interference to bind the Zerg army is to paralyze the signal receiver of the Zerg with a high-frequency basic signal. The purpose of Qu Jing's personal trip to the battlefield was to break this spell in person. ”

In an instant, the insects suddenly stopped attacking, and there was a dead silence between heaven and earth, except for the "whirring" of flying snakes.

The dragon god centipede stood up and held Qujing up to a height of 100 meters. Qu Jing sat down cross-legged on the centipede's head, carefully arranged his clothes, then raised his head and squinted his eyes, showing a smile: "Dieyi, we haven't seen each other for a long time." ”