As a god who has been to Tiangong City and studied the art of chemical cultivation, Wing Suifeng knows very well what these creatures with strange breaths are.

Especially that little kid, it is exactly the same as the chemical breeder who should be unintentionally given to Liu Gongaxe, and you can confirm it at a glance that these are also chemical breeders.

It's just that what Wing Suifeng couldn't have imagined was that Ying Wuxin actually had so many cultivators, as many as thousands, and all of them were god-level, which was simply more than the first-class gods of the four forces combined.

"How is that possible? Could it be that Tiangong City has already united with the Divine Fire Sect. Liao Poison and Ling Tian roared in surprise, and for a moment they were extremely uneasy, and they both stopped attacking.

Tiangong City is a big force, stronger than the combination of their four forces, if Tiangong City intervenes, they have no chance of winning at all.

The scene became extremely eerie, and everyone stopped fighting and looked at each other, their faces foggy and frightened.

Whew.

However, under the call of Ying Wuxin, the cultivator had already rushed towards the first-class gods of the four forces, and the speed was extremely fast.

"Defend quickly. ”

God reacted and immediately gave the order.

Boom, boom, boom.

The gods induced divine power, their breath exploded, and they began to adjust the array to deal with the many cultivators, and the encirclement of the Divine Fire Sect automatically collapsed.

"Don't be stunned, hurry up, defeat them, and come over to our side to help. "You should urge loudly and unintentionally.

The first-class gods of the Divine Fire Sect reacted and rushed out one by one, instead sandwiching the gods of the four forces in the middle, attacking together with a group of cultivators on the other side.

The gods of the four forces could barely resist in the face of the opponents of the Divine Fire Sect, but in the face of the cultivators, they immediately became embarrassed.

Bang Bang Bang ......

Bang bang bang......

Knock knock knock......

In the midst of all kinds of dull crashing sounds, the first-class god cultivators of the four forces were all shaded, either in the face and head, or in the victims, or in the back.

The array became more and more chaotic, and in the face of the attack of the Divine Fire Sect, the four forces gradually transformed and entered the stage of defense.

"Damn, we quickened our attack and cleaned up these bastards. Tsubasa roared in the wind, urging the gods to follow, and launched a ferocious attack on the second-class gods of the Divine Fire Sect.

Ying Wuxin knew that it was dangerous now, and he didn't dare to be lazy, and the magic technique of breaking the dirty roar cooperated with the divine slash to kill all directions, and the queue of nearly thirty second-class gods was in chaos, saving his companions again and again.

"It's not Tiangong City meddling, this damn fellow. "Liao Poison came to his senses at this time, if Tiangong City intervened, he would inevitably send the gods of the members of the forces to come, but to send these cultivators, because in the eyes of the gods of Tiangong City, these cultivators are more important than gods.

Obviously, this is a cultivator who should be unintentionally obtained through some means, and Tiangong City does not know about it.

Knowing that it was not Tiangong City that wanted to intervene, after a burst of happy ecstasy in Ling Tianhao's heart, his breath exploded and he launched a fierce attack like a storm against Liu Zhenghao.

Originally, this attack on the Divine Fire Sect, the three levels of strength and the four forces all had an advantage, but Ying Wuxin suddenly made more than a thousand cultivators, and suddenly reversed the battle at the bottom with the most obvious advantage, if he wanted to win, the result was self-evident, and in the battle of other levels, the four forces must win first before they could hope to reverse the battle situation at the bottom.

Liao Poison, who knows these truths, is also extremely fierce in attack, the two power masters are both third-class, and they are relatively strong, and for a time Liu Zhenghao was in danger of persecution, he was injured many times, and blood sprayed wildly.

However, as a third-class god, Liu Zhenghao's ability to resist beating is very strong, and he can support it for a short time, and he can't die for the time being, but how long he can last is a problem.

After Ying Wuxin rushed to kill, he alleviated the crisis of the members of the force, but the divine power in his body was also consumed a lot, and after looking at the peak battle above, Liu Zhenghao's disadvantage became more and more obvious, and the first-class god duel at the bottom, although the Divine Fire Sect currently has an advantage, but the advantage is not obvious, and it is difficult to end the battle in a short time.

The battle circle of the second-class gods, without Ying Ying's unintentional trouble, the members of the Divine Fire Sect gradually fell into a disadvantage.

"Can't go on like this, we have to find a way?"

Ying Wuxin's mind was spinning, and soon he thought of a battle method, which he learned from the other side of the earth, that is, to concentrate some forces to resist most of the enemy's forces, and then concentrate superior forces to deal with a part of the enemy for annihilation.

At present, the Divine Fire Sect of the battle circle of the lower level gods has a clear advantage, and it is completely possible to draw out a part of the gods and drag some of the second-class gods of the four forces, so that at least he can free up his hands and carry out a battle of annihilation one by one.

"Boss, give me permission. ”

It should be unintentionally transmitted.

Liu Zhenghao didn't ask, and immediately sent an order to his subordinates, so that they all listened to Ying Wuxin's command.

"A hundred first-class gods come over, drag half of the second-class gods here, and the other second-class gods drag the remaining opponents, and leave one out and give it to me. ”

Ying gave the order unintentionally and decisively.

The first-class gods hesitated for a while, and soon assembled, and a hundred came, and the remaining two hundred and more than a thousand cultivators fought against the four first-class gods, barely in a state of parity.

This is already the limit, because the cultivators are not completely under the command of the unintentional, and their attacks are also extremely chaotic, so they play more of a role in making trouble, and the rest can only be made up by the two hundred first-class gods of the Divine Fire Sect, so that they can barely trap the opponents of more than a thousand first-class gods.

A hundred first-class gods came over, and together with the second-class gods, they divided the second-class gods of the four forces, and the wings were emptied with the wind.

"Damn, they're going to break them one by one, hurry up and attack them!"

Wing Suifeng faced Ying Wuxin alone, completely panicked, and shouted in horror, but he knew that the other second-rank gods had been killed when they faced Ying Wuxin.

At that time, Ying Wuxin was not as strong as it is now.

Now that decades have passed, Ying Wuxin's cultivation has improved a lot, and his strength has approached that of a third-class god, and he is not an opponent at all.

It's a pity that at this moment, on the first-class god side, the four forces can't be drawn out at all, and the second-class god wants to help, but he can't break through the opponent's block, so he can only watch.

The third-class gods above, the power lord knows, but he doesn't want to come down, because Liu Zhenghao has reached the verge of defeat, once he leaves, the fierce attack of the two third-class gods before is equivalent to being completely wasted.

"Roar. ”

The divine power in Ying Wuxin's body surged, reached his throat, turned into a violent sound wave, and slammed away with the wind against the wings.

"Ah, bastard—"

Wing Suifeng was forced to almost go crazy, screaming, urging divine power, and rushed over at Ying Wuxin, because he knew very well that in the face of this kind of attack, he couldn't prevent it at all.

The sound wave was like a tidal wave, instantly sweeping through the wings and following the wind, and a strange force exploded within his body.

"Poof. ”

With a muffled sound, a stream of blood arrows mixed with fragments of internal organs erupted from the mouth of the wing, and the breath fell.

However, he protected the five organs with divine power, and the injuries of the wing with the wind were not serious. At this time, he rushed to Ying Wuxin's front and slapped out with a palm.

"The wind is out of the soul. ”

A terrifying power turned into a blast of wind, and it rushed towards Ying Wuyi, and the space along the way began to sink rapidly.