Kuai Ting looked at the huge pillar of light with some concern, this life energy conversion and absorption device that their clan had spent almost twenty years building in this place.

Such a good thing, if once it appears, the empire will definitely cause an uproar, and my own clan may be difficult to gain a foothold in this land in the future, and it is very unlikely that such a set of good things will be rebuilt.

They are not willing to abandon this place and the foundation they have laid for twenty years.

At this moment, Kuaiyun, who had a huge body with surging vitality surrounding his body, opened his eyes and slowly descended smoothly from the air.

At this time, Kuai Ting suddenly realized that his father's original face for some years seemed to have been erased, and the traces of the years on his face seemed to be gone?

Rejuvenation?

When it comes to super such a realm, in fact, there is almost no difference between thirty and fifty years old in terms of faces.

But, just before the device was running, his father was still about forty years old, how could this happen, his skin had turned white, and how could he look similar to himself?

The top guards of the clan on the side have already knelt down directly.

"Congratulations to the patriarch for being promoted to the god level!"

Kuai Yun's heart shook violently, his knees weakened, and he fell to his knees with joy.

At this moment, the hegemony in their hearts is finally about to begin to show.

And at this time, the assault battle that was going on above their heads became so worthless.

Bai Zhengyang knew that it was too late to scold the old man Qu in his heart at this time, and it was useless.

He had to break the deadlock on his own.

In mid-air, the thrust that Old Man Qu gave him suddenly changed and poured into his qi veins.

Bai Zhengyang was shocked.

Can Genki still play like this?

Old man Qu is using his own vitality, after pushing him to fly down, and then let the vitality that was originally attached to his waist return to the essence of the elemental energy, so that it can smoothly pour into his qi veins and be used by him.

Of course, this power is only temporary and cannot be absorbed by him.

But destroying a giant Thousand Bull Crossbow is not a problem at all.

Walking with the knife, Bai Zhengyang's other knife seemed to have eyes, and continuously blocked the spears, long knives and short crossbows that attacked.

The target remained unchanged, and the sword on the other side suddenly burst out, as strong as cutting tofu, and instantly slashed the conveyor belt of the giant arrow teleportation box of the giant thousand bull crossbow.

With the sound of Kaka, the operation of the giant Thousand Bull Crossbow stopped.

Bai Zhengyang was pleasantly surprised.

The old man's power is really fucking good.

According to his current strength, with dozens of elites besieging on one side, and arrow guards, it is impossible to break a giant thousand bull crossbow so easily and happily.

Then, with the two knives in hand, the chopping mode was turned on, and the elite squads and crossbow archers who surrounded and killed were carried out indiscriminately.

After there was only one giant thousand-bull crossbow left, the attack on the side of the flying boat immediately became smaller and weaker.

Old man Xiao had spare strength, and he freed up to control the flying boat and landed smoothly.

The Wind Thunder Army's first array of spear teams, as well as the second array of crossbow formations, were already only two hundred meters away from the Flying Boat.

Exactly the best distance for them to attack. They were shocked in their hearts, this was the first time they had seen someone or a gang break their giant thousand bull crossbow chain attack so easily.

Before the other party launched another indiscriminate spear and crossbow attack, Lao Qu had already ordered the five hundred people: "Get off the boat, rush into battle!"

Now, regardless of whether the giant Thousand Bull Crossbow has been destroyed or not, as long as Bai Zhengyang can drag these five hundred elites and their spear crossbow together in the Second World War Formation, the giant Thousand Bull Crossbow will naturally stop attacking and killing.

Because they're not stupid enough to kill their own teammates, right?

However, this distance of 200 meters is like heaven and hell for the Flying Eagle Regiment.

This is not an ordinary spear formation, nor an ordinary crossbow formation, but the most elite team in the Wind and Thunder Army, the Imperial Military Department, the top team among the four pillar legions.

Any small soldier may be the strength of Lao Lu, and when it comes to the captain, battalion commander and regiment commander, it is even more the realm of Tie Ye.

Five hundred, is it really enough?

The question is, is there any other way out for these 500 people?

No, therefore, they rushed down from the skyscraper without moving forward, naturally set up a defensive and charging formation, and no longer waiting for specific orders, under the leadership of the two Tie Ye, they rushed forward frantically.

Among them, the ninth squad was the fastest, and I don't know if it was because they had just held their breath, or because they were angry with Old Man Qu, they rushed down with all their strength, almost catching up with the speed of the two Tie Ye. The little fat man had no choice but to be led forward by the old man Qu to gain time to regain his breath.

At this time, Zhao Sanhun's innate divine power advantage was revealed.

The long knife went to the sky and rushed in the direction of Bai Zhengyang in a daze.

He also shouted: "Lao Bai, don't panic, I, we're here to save you!"

Originally, I wanted to say my words, but I may have thought that when I didn't seem to have the strength to save him, I replaced it with us in time!

Meng Heizi thinks that if he kicks his ass again at this time, will it hurt morale?

first wrote down this account in his heart, and then silently led his brothers to follow Zhao San, a bastard, and hurried desperately!

You can't really care about his life and death just because he's a bastard, right?

Bai Zhengyang didn't have time to think about these things.

He's busy.

Because there are at least fifty people around him in front of him!

One dodged, avoiding the five or six long knives that slashed straight in front, and then a block on the other side blocked the six or seven long knives that stabbed in the back out of the outer circle.

The knife was instantly slashed, drawing an arc that was indistinct to the naked eye, and when the sword was unfolded again, several blood lines erupted from the elite of the Wind Thunder Army. Some squirt out of the chest, some from the broken arm, and some from the back.

Under the sword, the power surged, and this time it almost took the lives of four or five of their elites, and the vitality given by the old man had not completely dissipated.

Bai Zhengyang thought to himself, damn, it's so fucking cool to hug your thighs.

If your realm strength reaches such a realm, don't you need to pay attention to the batch of goods in front of you at all?

Let them attack at will, and they will definitely be unharmed. Then, he calmly chopped them alive.

All he had to do now was to try to maximize their casualties before this great force was exhausted, and destroy the last of the giant Thousand Bull Crossbow by the way.

The knife was unfurled again, and the head and tail exchanged positions with the other side. It was the turn of the head and tail defense, and the other side attacked.