Outside the city of Bawang, the blood line of the red snake stretches for thousands of miles. In the sky, blood clouds covered the sky and rolled towards the city walls.

On the city wall, a series of formation canopies shrouded the entire royal city, and millions of troops from the Air and Sea Realm were stubborn and ready to fight.

A large number of martial artists from the Heavenly Extreme Realm and the Ichthyosaurus Realm formed a battle formation, with the demi-saint as the eye of the formation, and also participated in the battle of the holy realm.

Standing at the top of the tower, overlooking the entire battlefield, the battle axe in his hand was clenched, ready to meet the enemy at any time.

"Wow!"

In the endless blood cloud, one after another blood clan warships flew out of it, and on each warship there were thousands of saints and ten saint kings.

Relying on the formation on the battleship, they could burst out with an attack comparable to that of a nine-step saint king, and it was an invincible weapon of war on the battlefield of merit.

A total of twenty warships were lined up, and the bow of the ship was a formation cannon with an amazing caliber.

The first general under the command of the Blood Killing King, the general of the Holy King, sits on the first ship and commands the entire fleet.

The commander waved the command flag in his hand, signaling the siege of the city, and then twenty blood-colored pillars of light with destructive power shot out from the bow of the ship and slammed into the formation canopy.

"Boom!"

The entire people in the Bawang City felt the earth under their feet begin to shake, and the whole city is shaking.

In the other direction of the royal city, Xia Wuxian was wearing a hundred saints blood armor, and four pairs of blood wings behind him covered the sky and the sun. Behind him were the 50,000 holy army he brought this time, lined up into five square battle formations.

In the midst of the battle array, one by one the Ten Thousand Pattern Holy Weapons flew out, bursting out with Ten Thousand Patterns of Destructive Power, flying towards the city wall, and bombarding the formation.

The protective formation of Bawang City was laid by a formation master, and it was composed of three nine-rank large arrays, which could be described as impregnable.

However, without the urging of the powerhouse of the Great Sage level, the power of the formation will be greatly reduced, whether it is the attack of the blood clan warship or the Holy Army battle formation, it will cause a certain amount of damage to the formation, and it is necessary to mobilize the power of the formation to continuously repair.

As long as the ninth-level formation base is not destroyed, it can be quickly repaired, but on the battlefield, it is obvious that it will not have time to repair it so easily.

The command flag in the general's hand waved again, and the twenty warships adjusted their direction at the same time, aiming at the same position of the formation canopy, and then twenty pillars of destruction light shot out in one go, converging at one point of the formation canopy.

"Boom!"

The formation canopy shook violently, waiting until the pillar of light dispersed.

This combined blow had already surpassed the power of the Saint King level, and it actually blasted a gap of ten zhang in size directly above the formation.

The gap is being repaired quickly, and it will not take half an hour to restore it to its original state, but how could the undead blood army that has been waiting for a long time let go of such a good opportunity, and at the first moment when the formation was flawed, thousands of blood clan soldiers rushed to the gap.

With the battle axe in his hand, he took the lead and rushed to the gap in the formation, blocking the immortal blood saint in front of him.

Behind him, the sages of the Kukai Realm also rushed forward one after another, fighting with the undead blood clan.

Feeling the fluctuation of the city protection formation, Xia Wuxian knew in his heart that the Blood Killing King must have launched a strong attack, and immediately took out a red battle flag, and the battle flag was embroidered with a golden bat.

"Together!"

With an order, the five Ten Thousand Saints battle arrays instantly merged into one, and the torrent of holy qi merged into the battle flag.

On the battle flag, one after another inscriptions emitted a dazzling light, 40,000, 80,000, 120,000, until more than 129,600 inscriptions lit up.

A golden bat with a huge size flew out of the battle flag, and with a loud roar, the sound wave penetrated the formation, shaking the monks of the Konghai Realm above the city wall to the point of bleeding.

Then he rushed directly towards the formation canopy.

"Boom!"

A loud bang resounded for thousands of miles, and the sharp claws of the golden bat directly tore a hole in the formation, and the bat also ran out of energy and disappeared outside the city.

Without waiting for the army on the city wall to breathe a sigh of relief, the 50,000 troops under Xia Wuxian's command rushed up and rushed directly to the city wall along the crack.

"Hurry up, hurry up and mobilize the power of the formation canopy to repair the gap."

At the core of Ba Wang City, a white-haired old man was directing a group of spiritual power cultivators in front of him to operate the formation.

This white-haired old man was the person with the highest spiritual attainment in the city, and his cultivation had reached the fifty-seventh rank, and he was a formation saint master.

"Hurry up and draw energy from the other two directions to replenish the frontal battlefield."

The white-haired saint master said to an ordinary-looking spiritual power saint.

The man heard the order and hurriedly ran in the other direction. However, just as he passed by the white-haired Holy Master's side, a red light flashed in his eyes, and a sharp blade appeared in his hand.

In the stunned eyes of the white-haired holy master, a sword pierced into his sacred heart.

After the spiritual power monk is sanctified, the spiritual power will gather at the heart and condense into the sacred heart, which is the root of a spiritual power monk, just like the holy source of the martial arts monk.

The white-haired Holy Master's Sacred Heart was pierced, and it was completely shattered by the killing intent on the sword, and he instantly lost his vitality and fell to the ground with a bang, and the holy blood flowed all over the ground.

Before the others around could react, they were killed by a group of undead bloods who rushed out of the shadows.

The spiritual power monk is weak in the body, and once he is close to the martial arts monk, the end is very miserable.

"Shadow King, what are we going to do next?" A black-robed undead blood clan asked respectfully.

The man who had just assassinated the white-haired Saint Master had a grim smile on his face and looked at the core of the formation that was still in operation.

"You go and destroy the rest of the formation hubs, and I'll deal with it here."

"Yes!"

The black-clothed undead clan immediately disappeared into the shadows and disappeared, and the remaining undead clans also left in different directions like him, and in an instant, only the Shadow King was left.

He looked at the core of the formation that began to have flaws with the high load, a smile appeared on his face, and a talisman appeared in his hand, lightly pasting it on the formation base, and then turned to leave.

On the city wall, Chaos Nineteen Nights no longer knew how many enemies he had killed, and the golden armor on his body had been dyed red by holy blood at this moment, and it had become tattered.

Splitting the axe of an undead blood saint king in front of him in half, he looked up at the gap in the formation that had already recovered most of it, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, as long as he persevered a little longer, he could completely repair it.

At this moment, the formation began to shake violently, and the entire formation canopy began to flicker and flicker, and the chaotic nineteen nights looked towards the city in horror, only to see pillars of fire rising from the city, which was the place where the core of the formation and the various hubs in the city were located.

The Blood Killing King, who had been watching the battle in the Holy Army, saw the violent fluctuations of the formation canopy, laughed, and flew directly outside the city, a blood-colored pagoda appeared in his hand, and immediately threw it into the air.

After the blood cloud that covered the sky and the sun met this tower, it frantically poured into it, holding it extremely tall, and even Zhuang Lingxiao and the others on the stone Buddha on the bank of the Tiandu River could see it clearly.

"I'm afraid that Ba Wang City is over, I didn't expect the undead blood clan to break through it so quickly." He said with a sad face.

"Although I have infiltrated the army of the undead blood clan many times, it is the first time I have seen such a powerful battle formation, so powerful, let alone the Holy King, I am afraid that the Great Sage may not be able to follow."

Zhuang Lingxiao looked at the towering blood-colored pagoda, and his face was calm.

"Ling Xiao, what should we do next?" Lin Yu asked with some concern.

"Ping'er, they are still in the dragon pool, and now they can only rely on the formation to defend and wait and see what happens."

The power above the Scarlet Pagoda is getting stronger and stronger, this tower is an imitation of the Infernal Purgatory Tower, the weapon of the Blood Glory God Monarch, although it cannot be compared to the real Infernal Purgatory Tower, but it has also reached the level of the King's Weapon.

After absorbing all the blood clouds, the pagoda slowly turned, and the bottom of the pagoda shot out a bloody light towards Bawang City.

"Boom!"

The formation, which was already clear and uncertain, collapsed in an instant under the bombardment of this destructive force.

The aftermath of the attack penetrated through the entire city wall, instantly evaporating the many Konghai Realm monks on the city wall into a blood mist. Along with a large number of buildings in the city, they were reduced to rubble.

Nineteen Nights of Chaos, his eyes were split, and he watched the undead blood clan rush into the city of Ba Wang, and then countless terrible screams came from the city.

The Blood Killing King stood in the void, looking at the breached Ba Wang City, his heart was very happy, and he shouted loudly: "Sons, from today onwards, seven days can't help it, all sons and daughters have a good time." ”

Nineteen Nights looked at the Blood Killing King in mid-air, his eyes showed a decisive expression, and he held the battle axe in his hand and killed towards the position of the Blood Killing King.

Behind him, dozens of followers also joined him, rushing against the army of the undead blood clan.

The flames of the self-detonating holy source lit up in the air, illuminating the sky white.

With tears in his eyes and the holy blood burning on his body, he used the Kukai Divine Method, and at the cost of his own foundation, he communicated with the Heaven and Earth Divine Power of the Kukai Emperor, and burst out with extremely powerful combat power.

rushed all the way to kill, and finally came to the side of the Blood Killing King.

The giant axe unleashed the strongest blow of the Nine Flames Hallows, slashing towards the Blood Killing King.

The Blood Killing King was unhurried, and with one claw, he took the axe directly.

Seeing that the all-out blow failed to cause the Blood Killing King to be damaged in the slightest, the power of destruction appeared on the Holy Body, and he wanted to explode the Holy Source and die with him.

However, calm soon returned.

Behind him, the Blood Killing King emerged, and a crystal holy source in his hand was glowing.

"It's naïve to want to blow up the Holy Source in front of me." The sound of playfulness reached the ears of the chaotic nineteen nights, and his ever-weakening spirit was also full of grief and indignation, and then it completely fell silent.

Beside the Blood Killing King, a black figure emerged, standing quietly beside him.

"Shadow King, this time you have broken the city, you have made a great contribution, and there will be a heavy reward after this god son." The Blood Killing King looked at the man in black beside him and said with a laugh.

"It is an honor for my subordinates to serve His Highness the Son of God." The Shadow King said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Let's go, go into the city, this king will hold a blood feast for seven days to reward the army."

"Yes!"

The Blood Slayer King stepped on the void and headed towards the city. The shadow king on the side was one position behind and followed closely.

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