Xu Shu ran fast enough, but the violent wave still easily swept Xu Shu, rushing him upside down towards the gate of the Source Fort, he smashed into the gate of the Source Fort like a cannonball, and in the next moment, a huge sense of disillusionment hit him.

He didn't snort and passed out.

The earth-shattering explosion overturned a large area of black-brown plates without any suspense, and almost half of the Source Fort was destroyed.

On the city wall, a hundred cannons were fired all of a sudden, and the remaining small part of the source fort was messy in the sound of cannons.

At this moment, the trio finally persevered to the limit, relying on the last residual power of the source map, and the wind fled in the direction of the city wall.

However, just to take his last breath, the Source Fort was finally not completely defeated.

A large number of Immortal Monsters rushed to the Source Fort as if they were dying, resisting the attack of the cannonballs with their bodies.

"Fire, fire!"

Long Qingxiang is like a golden flower, even a gambler who has been bored with dozens of hands, holding a small card of 236, and also wants to fight against the opponent is 235.

Huang Zhongmian's eyes were also red, although he knew that such an artillery bombardment would be useless after all, but the situation was already like this, and he was unwilling to persuade him anymore.

In the roaring cannon, the powerhouses of the three super halls poured into the city gate and climbed to the top of the city.

Huang Zhongmian couldn't suppress his anger anymore, and said angrily: "If it weren't for your evil thoughts, Xu Shuyan would have died, and if Xu Shu didn't die, he might not have been able to detonate explosives twice. Now, with such an ending, what face do you have to face the world?"

Roar!

The toad tattoo on Tong Yehu's arm pounced out without warning.

The big mouth of the blood basin almost bit half of Huang Zhongmian's head into it, although it was a toad formed by light and shadow, when the big mouth was opened, the huge wind and waves blew Huang Zhongmian almost couldn't stand.

"Lao Tzu is fighting bloody in front of the head, but in exchange for the cynicism of your junior, who gave you the guts? Ignorant fool!"

Tong Yehu shouted loudly.

Hu Wuming said coldly: "The battle for dominance on the battlefield, life and death are unpredictable, I am waiting for death, and the one whose surname is Xu must not die?"

Lie Yan sneered: "I know that with these official beetles, it will be useless for us to succeed, and if we fail, it will be attributed to us, I have already seen through it!"

Huang Zhong was trembling with anger, and he wanted to argue again, but Long Qingxiang shouted: "Enough! The defense line of the Western Warband will collapse from now on, and you and I are all national sinners."

Before he could finish speaking, everyone's eyes widened, and they saw that the Source Fort, which had been almost completely defeated, had recovered again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Dozens of breaths later, the source fort stood on the ground again, countless ghosts roared in the sky, the momentum shook the stratus clouds, and on the city wall, countless soldiers took the morale of it.

In the next moment, the tide of dark monsters converged into a huge wave and swept towards the city wall.

In the whistling sound of the ghost, Xu Shu slowly opened his eyes, and he saw a large brick wall.

On the wall, there are golden rays of light flowing through, and the surroundings are empty.

He got up, clutched the cloud gun, and moved forward in small steps.

He was convinced that he had escaped into the Source Castle.

The scene inside Keyuan Fort was completely different from what he had imagined.

It stands to reason that in the source fort, there should be a large supplementary barracks.

A large number of injured spirits, all of which were blessed because of the effect of the Source Castle, recovered from their injuries and regained their combat strength.

But at this moment, the entire Source Fort was empty, and there was not a single ghost.

He could only follow the direction of the gold thread flowing on the wall, and after walking for more than ten breaths, a huge oval light mask two people high and one person wide came into his eyes.

The mask is on two sides, and a large number of Dark Monsters enter from the left side of the Light Mask, and at the same time, a steady stream of Dark Monsters come out from the right side of the Light Shield.

The monster that goes in on the left is very different from the monster that comes out on the right.

Xu Shu stood in place in a daze, looking at the light mask.

Between him and the light mask, looking close, it seemed that there was an invisible barrier, and the ghosts who came in and out could not detect his existence at all.

"I see!"

Xu Shu brown understood.

Why did the injured Immortal Monster enter the Source Castle and when it comes out again, it becomes an intact new force?

The fundamental reason is that the successful construction of the Source Fort means that the teleportation array together with the underworld can be formed.

A large number of injured spirits returned to the underworld through the teleportation array.

At the same time, new Immortal Monsters continued to arrive on the battlefield through the teleportation array, forming new combat power, causing Huang Zhongmian and others to misjudge the role of the Source Fort.

Xu Shu had heard Huang Zhongmian say that the three major war groups had also organized forces, and they tried to break through the interior of the source fort, but they were never successful.

There were even high-level Yin Discerners who had sent powerful ghosts to sneak into the gate of the Source Fort silently, but the powerful ghost creature had only entered the gate of the Source Fort and had permanently lost contact with the high-level Yin Discernmenter.

Looking at the composition of the Source Fort alone, it was obviously impossible for the ghost to leave through the teleportation mask.

Wait, disillusionment, could it be that disillusionment that kills the ghost?

Xu Shu suddenly thought of the fact that before he fell unconscious, he had been attacked by that terrifying sense of disillusionment.

He didn't know how he had survived, but the priority now was how he got out of here.

Thinking of the battle situation outside, Xu Shu became more and more worried.

He could only continue to follow the direction of the light flowing from the wall, looking for an exit.

After more than ten breaths, he froze in front of a small dark green bottle.

The golden light that overflowed from the four walls flowed from the dark green vial in front of him, which was only palm-high.

The cap of the vial was tethered by a ball of purple thread and fell into the neck of the bottle.

Xu Shu was keenly aware that perhaps this dark green vial was the key to the entire Source Fort Teleportation Array.

He didn't bother to assess the risk, and grabbed the dark green vial.

The big hand grasped the bottle, and in an instant, the overwhelming silence and slaughter shot directly at his spiritual platform.

At the same time, a terrifying sense of attraction emanated from the bottle, and in an instant, the blood veins in his whole body were pulled and frantically thrown towards the vial.

With a bang, the countless sword intents in his spiritual platform exploded, and around that killing intent, they launched a crazy encirclement and suppression.

At the same time, the green ring in his left hand burst out with a chilling feeling at the right time.

In the next moment, he succeeded in picking up the dark green vial.

The moment he lifted the dark green vial, the light and shadow of the entire four walls converging into the mouth of the bottle were also lifted by him.

With a click, Xu Shu closed the cap, and there seemed to be an invisible adsorption force at the mouth of the bottle, firmly adsorbing the cap on the mouth of the bottle.

The cap was closed, and the light and shadow on the four walls shrank instantly.

With a brush on the ground, the teleportation light mask exploded like a bubble, and the two unlucky ghosts who had not yet finished entering and exiting were directly cut into two pieces by the invisible space.

At the same time, Long Qingxiang, who was on the city wall, glanced at the tide of frantically rushing ghosts, and closed his eyes in despair: "Zhong Mian, give the order to retreat."