Outside Heigang City, the ninth-order magician raised his head, and several high-level base soldiers stood around to protect him. A special sound came out of the mouth of a ninth-order magician.

An obscure magic spell that shakes the nine heavens.

The ninth-order magician stared at the sky above the Heigang Palace, a round fire cloud that rolled violently. The voice, getting higher and higher-pitched, the clouds rolling more and more violently. Among them, there seem to be ten thousand beasts galloping.

"&#\≯≮≠", the last scale spit out, and the magic wand in the hand of the ninth-order magician suddenly left his hand, and after being pulled up dozens of meters, it was quietly suspended and rotated.

Magical power, pouring out from the ninth-order magician, like a pillar of light, went straight to the sky, shrouded in the magic staff. At the top of the magic wand, the octahedral magic core shone red, like the brightest star in the sky.

The magic core was shining, and the sky was raining fire.

A huge ball of fire, like raindrops, fell into the city below. The attics, the streets, the palace walls, etc., were like bubbles, which were ruthlessly destroyed.

The attic, supporting the damaged waist, looking up to the sky and wailing, the street, lying flat, crying quietly, can't get up, the palace wall, no matter the size of the wound on the body, is so stubborn and unyielding.

This capital, lonely and prostrate there, screaming in the rain of fire, silently screaming, how helpless it seems.

The dazzling firelight shone on the gray face of the wind, the heart of the wind did not move, in the blood, in the eyes, sad tears gushed out.

"Yan Huang!", the wind roared hysterically, turned to look at the base army that had been arrayed not far from the palace, the killing intent in his eyes was terrifying, and it took a long time before he spit out one word: "Kill!".

The army of Heigang who withdrew from the palace was still in shock. After hearing the heart-rending roar of the wind not moving, they all reacted one after another, and with the will to die, they killed the army of the base.

Yaodi admired the beautiful scenery in the Heigang Palace and felt the beauty of this crushing. Looking at the angry and lifeless Heigang army, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he ordered: "Archer, shoot!".

The arrows fell into the Black Gang army, but not too many.

"Kill!", not very satisfied with the archer's projectile, Yaodi let the other troops meet him, and the short hand was met.

In the darkness of the night, two torrents of black steel collided together, the hard weapons were broken, the strong bodies were torn apart, and the armor was twisted and deformed.

War is so breathtaking.

Located in the rear of the base army, Yaodi always pays attention to the changes on the battlefield. Not long after the start of the war, Yaodi found that the casualties of the soldiers at the base were rising.

The Heigang army that rushed out was formed in a battle formation of several people, in groups of three or five, cooperating with each other, and their combat ability was greatly improved.

Originally, the Heigang army on the battlefield was already the elite of the elite of the Heigang Principality, and now with the bonus of the battle array, the group combat ability has surpassed the base soldiers.

Looking at the soldiers of the base who were constantly suffering casualties, Yao Di said viciously: "Give me the number of people to pile them to death!" There are less than 200,000 Heigang troops who have escaped from the small forbidden spell, and even if their combat strength is fierce, they will be beaten to death by the group.

Tens of thousands of Heigang troops were surrounded by three layers of soldiers in the base and three layers outside.

.........

Not far from Yaodi, Hai Yi stood with his head up, just glancing at the battlefield. The outcome of this war is already doomed.

Hai Yi's eyes stared at the fire clouds above the Heigang Palace, and in the fire clouds, hot fireballs fell, and the sky was full of fire and rain shrouded in the Heigang Palace.

The palace was reduced to a sea of flames, and the flames were blazing.

"Is this the power of a Sanctuary-level mage?", Hai Yi opened his mouth and muttered.

The falling fireballs became less and less, and the fire clouds became dim and gradually dispersed, and the sky fell into darkness. The magic wand swung with light and slowly descended.

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, the ninth-order magician took the fallen magic wand and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, after all, he had just been promoted to the ninth-order for a short time, and he was still a little reluctant to cast the small forbidden spell.

Gently shaking his head that was a little painful, the ninth-order magician smiled bitterly: "It seems that I have to rest for a while."

Standing up, the ninth-order magician looked towards the battlefield below, and his gaze fell on Yao Di. Suddenly, the ninth-order magician felt a killing intent.

With a chill in his heart, the ninth-order magician shouted, "Yaodi be careful!"

The sound waves containing spiritual power were transmitted to Yaodi's ears without hindrance. Yao Di was startled, looked around, and found nothing.

"Ding~"

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing overhead, and then, a pressure came, and Yaodi spurted blood in his mouth, and he was directly pressed to the ground.

"What a gut!", outside Heigang City, in the temporary camp of the wounded soldiers at the base, there was a loud shout, containing supreme killing intent. A streamer of light streaked across the night, and Survival appeared above Yaodi's head, and with a move of his hand, the holy weapon sword nailed to the palace wall fell into Survival's hand.

Holding a long sword, Survival stared coldly at the fat old man not far away.

The fat old man glanced at the long sword in his hand, and an obvious gap appeared on the sharp blade. Raising his head, the fat old man's face was cloudy, and he originally wanted to kill the commander of the Yanhuang clan to vent his anger, but he had wanted to provoke such a strong man.

Glancing at Yaodi, who was lying on the ground vomiting blood, the fat old man secretly said that it was a pity. After glancing at survival, the fat old man turned around and was about to leave.

As soon as I turned around, I felt danger coming.

The figure was illusory for a while, and the fat old man appeared not far away, looking at survival, squinting his small eyes and saying, "You can't kill me now."

Survival's heart sank, raised the long sword in his hand, and said coldly: "Take my sword, don't die, you can go."

With a twitch of his face, the fat old man looked at another person behind his survival, his face became even more ugly, and a ruthless color flashed in his eyes, and said, "What's the matter with taking your sword!"

As he spoke, the fat old man's body exuded a pale yellow, forming a sphere that wrapped his whole body.

Survival's face was cold, and he suddenly burst out, and the long sword spanned a distance of thousands of meters, directly inserted into the thick earthy yellow sphere, and the tip of the sword was like cutting tofu, breaking through the surface of the sphere, and pointing directly at the fat old man in the center of the sphere.

Shocked in his heart, the fat old man's body swelled, and a shield with essence appeared in the sphere, blocking the long sword that was as powerful as a bamboo.

The sword momentum was blocked, and the fat old man quickly retreated, breaking away from the lock of the long sword.

Stroking his chest with a faint pain, the fat old man glanced at Survival and the ninth-order base soldiers standing behind Survival with a complicated expression, turned around and disappeared into the dark sky.

"Poof~"

Watching the fat old man leave, his survival body shook, and he spurted out a mouthful of black blood, and the injuries caused by the previous battle with the old ancestor of the Feng family were triggered.

"My lord!", the ninth-order base soldier exclaimed, helping him to survive.

"It's okay", Survival shook his head, withdrew his long sword, his face turned pale, and ordered: "Those potions have little effect on Yaodi, let people bring him back to the Forbidden City, suspend the march to the south of Heigang, and temporarily hand it over to the major army commanders and Haiyi."

"You stay, help stabilize the situation".

After surviving, he took out a bottle of potion and drank it, and his complexion recovered slightly.

"Yes, my lord!", the soldiers of the ninth-order base looked at survival worriedly, and took the order to leave.

Soon, Hai Yi helped find some horses and monsters, and returned to the Forbidden City with Survival, Yaodi, and the seriously injured base soldiers.