The crack was very subtle, if it weren't for Tang Mo's previous observation of the golden light mask, she wouldn't have found it at all, she subconsciously looked at the two emperors, their faces sank like water, and they obviously also found the crack.

Tang Mo was a little anxious, it was a saint-level war corpse, without the protection of the golden light shield, under the full blow, which of them would survive?

Although she has a defensive crystal in her hand, she can only resist the emperor-level attack at most, and in the face of the saint-level, it is not much stronger than the paper paste.

The two emperors glanced at each other, with determination and battle intent in their eyes, and one of them sighed, "I have thought of countless scenes of death in battle, but none of them are with you."

Another emperor-level martial artist also looked disgusted and said, "You think I'm willing? If given a choice, who would want to die with a shriveled old man?"

"Aren't I just a little late to break through?" The emperor-level old man was unconvinced and said, "How much better are you than me? It's not a wrinkle yet!"

Tang Mo was about to laugh, she really wanted to go up and say a fair word, although there were folds on her face, she looked like a middle-aged person, strong and strong, not shriveled at all.

The two emperor-level gags exchanged a few words to relieve each other's tension before returning to the topic, "Wake them up, although the two of us are not opponents of the saint-level war corpses, we can block a little time, and how many can we run."

During the telekinetic shock, all the martial artists woke up involuntarily.

Fu Yunxiu opened his eyes and saw Tang Mo with a solemn face, and followed her gaze, and the crack in the golden light mask "clicked" and widened a few points.

The Emperor Rank rose into the air again, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, prepare to flee for your life, if you are lucky, you may be able to meet the Saint-level seniors who have rushed over."

Everyone saw the golden light shield crack open, and they fell silent.

"After three breaths, I'll take the golden mask back." The Imperial Warrior said, "One, two, three!"

The golden light mask disappeared in an instant, and everyone rushed desperately in the direction of the fortress, and many kings guarded the periphery of the crowd.

And the two emperors stayed in place without hesitation, blocking the attack of the giant war corpse.

Fu Yunxiu's speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he pulled Tang Mo to the front, closely following behind the leading king.

Subsequently, Lin Cheng also appeared behind the two with Lin Nuo and Hua Zhiyu.

Fu Yunxiu glanced back in surprise, Lin Cheng's speed was only one line slower than him.

And then there was the armorer who used a grinding pan as a weapon.

Tang Mo looked back, the army that was originally gathered together was quickly distanced and turned into a long dragon, and the people running behind looked anxious, for fear that they would become cannon fodder in the next second and die tragically on the spot.

Tang Mo pursed his lips, jumped on Fu Yunxiu's back, and said, "You take me to run."

Fu Yunxiu responded, and the power of thunder and magnetism swirled out, sucking Tang Mo tightly on his back.

Tang Mo took out Wuxiang and wrote a rune that had not been used for a long time, the Swift Talisman, and it was a superimposed version.

Fluttering towards the back of the group like snowflakes, she shouted, "If you are slow, you can increase your speed by three to fifty percent."

The eyes of the people behind lit up, and they all raised their hands to catch the speed talisman, and after pasting it, the speed instantly increased. In a few breaths, the line was shortened.

Tang Mo didn't stop, one by one the attribute spirit runes floated out again, and she said, "The attribute spirit runes can restore spiritual power, and they can be used according to their respective attributes."

The warriors in the middle showed joy, each caught the rune, and occasionally took the wrong attribute and exchanged it with the people around them, because there were too many people using the spirit rune, and the aura of heaven and earth in this piece was a little richer.

Seeing this, the surrounding king-level martial artists all cast grateful glances at Tang Mo, this little girl from outside really helped a lot.

It's tedious to say, but in fact, it didn't take long to write runes.

However, the battle between the two emperor-level martial artists and the saint-level war corpses has come to an end.

The gap between the two sides is huge, and any attack will appear weak and powerless, unless ......

The emperor-level old man smiled bitterly: "It seems that I don't even want to think about the bones left today."

As he spoke, the aura on his body fluctuated violently and swelled rapidly.

The middle-aged emperor's face changed, and he shouted, "Brother!"

Before the words fell, the emperor-level old man increased his speed to the extreme, and instantly came to the saint-level war corpse, and exploded with a "bang".

"Dude!" The middle-aged man of the imperial level showed sadness, and then his expression gradually became resolute, for the future of the fortress, isn't it just to die in battle? The first time he left the fortress to hunt the corpses, he was ready.

The people who were fleeing for their lives naturally heard this loud noise, and everyone subconsciously looked back, only to see waves of spiritual power spreading outward.

Several king-level eyes were red and roared, "Don't stop! Don't let down the chance of escape that our predecessors gave us in exchange for their lives!"

Everyone's expressions of grief and indignation showed that they turned around and ran desperately, but they secretly swore in their hearts that they would never die with the war corpses in this life!

Only Tang Mo felt the domineering aura from the front at the same time that the emperor blew himself up, and that aura was rapidly approaching, with anger that could not be ignored.

Tang Mo relaxed slightly, leaned on Fu Yunxiu's shoulder, and said softly, "The savior is here."

Fu Yunxiu raised his eyebrows, and his heart was slightly relieved, but he didn't dare to slow down at all.

Just when the middle-aged emperor was also ready to explode, that domineering aura came instantly, directly enveloping him, and even pressing all his bulging spiritual power back into the dantian.

The middle-aged emperor was slightly stunned, and then he was ecstatic, the sage arrived!

In the next second, a cold woman with a slender figure, wearing a golden battle armor and carrying a double sword fell beside him.

The powerful battle intent broke out in an instant, and it fought against the saint-level war corpse.

The glamorous woman glanced at him lightly, "Take the children back to the fortress."

The middle-aged emperor saluted respectfully, "Thank you, Sage." As soon as the words fell, he turned around and left, catching up with the large army at great speed.

The army stopped in place and looked back, the battle between the Sages had begun, but they couldn't see anything clearly except for the powerful battle intent collision and spiritual power fluctuations.

After the middle-aged emperor returned, everyone looked over.

The emperor smiled slightly: "Don't worry, it's the strongest golden saintess in the fourth fortress, and before we get to the fortress, that saint-level war corpse will be dealt with."

Hearing this, everyone smiled relaxedly.

"Let's go back at full speed." The emperor-level martial artist said, if he guessed correctly, after this incident, the saint-level of each fortress would be dispatched to investigate the depths of the battlefield.

If a saint-level war corpse can emerge today, he may emerge another one day. If you don't check carefully, you can't rest assured.

Eighty percent of these younger generations will also be forbidden to leave the fort recently, and even if they are not banned, they will be restricted from leaving.

One chapter is still owed

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