The addition of many disciples of the Holy Palace did make the Jiuyang Tianluo Array gradually stabilize, but in this regard, the Ghost Frost Emperor Venerable did not have the slightest worry, because all this was only temporary.

If you want to stabilize the Jiuyang Tianluo Array from being defeated, you must have a huge aura to support it at all times, and this kind of aura is difficult for even the Holy Venerables of the Holy Palace to insist on, let alone these disciples who are cultivating at the bottom.

Although there are a large number of these disciples, after all, the cultivation is too low, and it is indeed possible to rely on the advantage of numbers to forcibly maintain the Jiuyang Tianluo Array in a short period of time, but after a long time, it is obvious that there will be people who will not be able to support it, and the Jiuyang Tianluo Array will undoubtedly be broken at that time.

A flash of disdain flashed in his eyes, and the attacks of the powerhouses of the Ghost Emperor Sect still did not stop, and at the same time, Chen Ling did not sit cross-legged like Xiao Chen and the others at this time, but looked at the sky with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Xuanyuan, hasn't it changed a bit?"

Chen Ling naturally knew that among the three heavens of the human race, the Xuanyuan clan was the closest to the territory of the ghost clan, but so far the Xuanyuan clan had not appeared, and the answer was already self-evident.

Just like many years ago, the Xuanyuan clan was full of thoughts about only their own family, only how to preserve themselves, so they were unwilling to fight to the death with the Ghost Emperor Sect.

Regarding Xuanyuan's choice, in Chenling's opinion, this is not only in the plan, but it is also unexpected, after all, after so many years, I thought that Xuanyuan's should change, but who would have thought that it would still be the same.

It is already impossible to rely on the Xuanyuan clan, and now he can only pin his hope on others.

The Xuanyuan clan was reluctant to come to the rescue of the Holy Palace, but the other two parties of the Three Heavenly Races of the Terran Race, Chen Ling was still sure that they would make a move, after all, the Sacred Palace was the sub-holy sect of the Terran Race, but he didn't know if it was too late.

Judging from the current situation, although Xiao Chen mobilized everyone in the Holy Palace to take action together, he would be able to resist for two more days at most, and then those ordinary disciples who cultivated would run out of spiritual power, and it would not be so easy to maintain the formation and compete with the powerhouses of the Ghost Emperor Sect at that time.

The situation is becoming more and more crisis, but now if you want to compete with the Ghost Emperor Sect with the strength of the Holy Palace itself, this is obviously impossible and unrealistic, the difference in strength between the two sides is too big, and it is not at the same level at all.

Therefore, the hope of the Holy Palace can only be placed on the body of the Great Sage of the Terran Race, and I only hope that the Great Sage of the Terran can come as soon as possible.

There are no absolutes in the world, let alone the turmoil of the war of the hundred clans, every step is full of crises, especially external forces like the Holy Palace.

It can be said that in almost every war of the Hundred Clans, there are foreign forces like the Holy Palace that have been directly destroyed by the Great Sage Sect of the Central World.

In addition, the luck of the Holy Palace this time was indeed very bad, and it actually fell into the territory of the ghost clan, which can already be said to be the worst situation.

Fortunately, the Holy Palace had already made preparations and depicted this Jiuyang Tianluo Array, otherwise the current Holy Palace would probably have been razed to the ground.

Thinking silently in his heart, then Chen Ling also sat down next to him, and like Xiao Chen and the others, he continuously injected his spiritual power into the formation.

It's good to hold on a little longer, and as for the rest, I can only leave it to God to see if the Holy Palace really shouldn't die.

The attack never stopped for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, two days passed, just as the Ghost Frost Emperor Zun thought, after two days, a large number of the many disciples of the Holy Palace had already begun to show signs of exhaustion.

These disciples are all ordinary disciples of the Holy Palace, their talent is not too high, and their cultivation is relatively weak, and they can last for two days with the help of the pill, and now, the pill has also been eaten, and the spiritual power in the body is almost exhausted.

A disciple's face was pale, although he was still clenching his teeth and insisting, but the spiritual power in his body, regardless of the formation injection, was becoming more and more rare.

The supply of spiritual power slowly slowed down, and in this way, the formation naturally became shaky again.

Seeing such a scene, the Ghost Frost Emperor Venerable sneered, "Trapped Beast Fight, what other means do you have now?" ”

In order to deal with the Holy Palace, the Ghost Emperor Sect did waste a lot of effort, but although there were some twists and turns in the process, the result did not change, at least in the eyes of the Ghost Frost Emperor.

Now that the Nine Yang Tianluo Array of the Holy Palace is about to reach its limit, as long as the formation is broken, it can be said that it is easy to take the Holy Palace.

In addition, now that the Holy Palace is from top to bottom, everyone is already exhausted, and their spiritual power is even more exhausted, so without the protection of the formation, what is the difference between them and the lamb to be slaughtered.

He also felt the change in the formation, and at this time, Xiao Chen, who was also already pale, slowly opened his eyes and glanced around, the many disciples who had begun to faint one after another, a touch of helplessness flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes.

Being able to persist for two days without sleep was already extremely difficult for these ordinary disciples.

"Still didn't arrive?" I secretly thought in my heart, persevering until now, the Holy Palace can indeed be said to be exhausted, but in the end, it still did not wait for the arrival of the great sage of the human race.

While secretly thinking, Xiao Chen's gaze also surrendered to the Ghost Frost Emperor Venerable above the sky, just like at the beginning, the Ghost Frost Emperor Venerable still looked indifferent, as if he had not put the Holy Palace in his eyes from beginning to end.

At most, it can last for half a day at most, and after half a day, the formation will be broken, and more and more disciples will faint, at this time, even Xiao Sheng and the four of them can't help but open their eyes.

A touch of helplessness and unwillingness flashed in his eyes, he had just come to the Central World, could he have been destroyed like this?

In the Northern Star Realm, the Holy Palace can be said to be the top strength, but this has just come to the Central World, and in front of the Great Saint Sect, it will be so powerless, and it doesn't even have the power to resist.

Looking at the figures of the dozens of Ghost Emperor Sect powerhouses in the sky, this battle has no need to fight at all, not to mention the Ghost Frost Emperor Venerable, even those two half-step Great Sages are not something that the Holy Palace can compete with, not to mention, there are more than a dozen Sub-Saint Realm Great Saints around.

This is the disparity in strength, and when Xiao Sheng's four people were silent, there was a crack in the formation, which was a precursor to collapse, seeing this scene, the powerhouses of the Ghost Emperor Sect sneered one after another, while everyone in the Holy Palace was silent one by one.

Still can't hold on, the Holy Palace may have to go so far.

But at this moment, just when the powerhouses of the Ghost Emperor Sect were about to defeat the Jiuyang Tianluo Array, no one saw it, and at some point, an old man wearing a white coarse linen robe appeared in the sky, the old man was very unique, especially the half black and half white hair, which was particularly eye-catching.

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