Facing the mouth that was so close, Hao Siyun didn't move, but his whole body changed.

The flying goddess reappears and appears in front of the person who needs the most when they need it most.

He is good at dancing with a long skirt, and the flying sleeves flowing clouds. In the blink of an eye, the golden clouds bloomed like flowers, blocking the two of them. At the same time, the goddess took Hao Ruoyan and quickly fled into the air.

Must escape.

The power was too great, far beyond her ability, and she knew it could not be stopped for a while.

Unexpectedly, even a breath was not blocked. The Emperor Jiang clan opened and closed his mouth and swallowed the clouds completely without leaving any trace.

Then, a long tail was stretched out from behind the ball, as fast as lightning, and rolled away radially toward the two people in the air.

Hao Ruoyan, who was flying in the sky, danced his fingers, and saw the flying flowers scattered like rain, unwrapped towards the long tail, trying to get a little disturbance.

However, it still had no effect. Long Tail ignored all obstacles, drove straight in, stabbed straight in, and arrived in front of the two women in a blink of an eye.

Hao Siyun was shocked and didn't know what else to do.

Nothing can be done, but nothing needs to be done.

A sword light flew in the air, as flat as a mirror, slapped on the Dijiang tribe, pushing him away dozens of feet apart, and resolving the disaster.

"Senior Brother Shu!"

Hao Siyun relaxed and hurriedly flew over with Hao Ruoyan.

"You guys stay here, it's okay."

Zhou Shu fell down, pointed the Xuanyuan sword in his hand at the Dijiang clan, and said coldly, "I can't help it anymore, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

The Dijiang tribe sneered, "I want to see how powerful this Xuanyuan Sword is, terrible!"

Amid the sharp and harsh laughter, the Dijiang tribe trembled, and the feathers on their bodies stood upside down. Three pairs of wings and two pairs of sharp claws stretched out from their bodies. A huge pressure arose in response to the moment, sweeping over like a storm. Whether it is a foreign race or a cultivator, his mind trembled and had to avoid it.

There was no one on the city wall within ten miles.

Only Zhou Shu remained motionless, and Hao Ruoyan and others behind him did not leave under his protection.

"Shi Shu, be careful."

Hao Ruoyan, who had been calm, couldn't help but show a look of sorrow. This pressure was too terrifying. Even Zhou Shu was far from enough on weekdays, so he couldn't help but feel panic.

Zhao Zishan was stunned and stroked his beard, "Is the peak of the eighth-level monster really so powerful? It's amazing."

Several disciples were so surprised that they couldn't speak. It took a long time to say, "There are such strong people in the alien race. What should we do in Lingyu City?"

"This... can Master Zhou solve it..."

"Dare you doubt Master Zhou?"

"No, no, but, don't you have any doubts?"

"There is a little bit... but Sect Master Zhou must be fine!"

After nearly two days of offense and defense, the leaders of both sides finally began to confront each other.

This place immediately became the focus of the entire battlefield.

Looking at this side, Bai Long said angrily, "How did such a foreign race come to Xuanhuang Realm? Damn it! It must be his devil again! Which side is it? While crazily restricting our immortal cultivators from ascending to immortality, they open the door to the alien race!"

"Not necessarily, the brand was completely lifted. I should have used the brand to blind the way of heaven."

Xuanhu seemed to have thought, "What kind of strong man should a person who can engrave this imprint be... Why would such a person invade the Xuanhuang Realm?"

Bai Long said in a deep voice, "I'm thinking too much about you. Let's see if Zhou Shu can survive these two hundred breaths. We must be ready to help at any time."

"We may not be able to help."

Xuanhu smiled bitterly, "In this Lingyu City, Zhou Shu is probably the only one who can compete with this alien race."

Bailong's face tightened and he sighed, "If you can't help, you have to help."

"This...is probably even better than Elder Lin."

Cheng Tianlan knocked away the two powerful aliens around him and said with concern, "This momentum is already complete in the ninth level of the Tribulation Realm, right? The strength of being able to pass through Tribulation and ascend to immortality at any time. Sect Master Zhou said that he was not as good as Elder Lin, because he was afraid that Kunlun would be worried..."

A phantom flew over and stopped not far behind Zhou Shu.

That is Li Aojian. With a complete sword body, he can clone and transform into shape at will, and at most ten can be divided. The body can switch and fusion between these clones at will. Although the consumption will be many times greater, this situation has to be done.

Because he was worried about Zhou Shu, he divided up a clone. If Zhou Shu was in danger, his body could be rescued at any time.

"Ah...I'm sorry."

The talisman lost the wrong position and almost injured his own person. Ning Xuanqing couldn't help but exclaim and apologized in a low voice.

Qingque knew the reason, so he only looked at her and said in a gentle voice, "It's just to focus on defending the city. Don't worry about it, he won't be in trouble."

"But, that's equivalent to a cultivator in the Ninth Level of Heaven..."

Ning Xuanqing still couldn't help looking over there, feeling like a mouse crawling in her heart, disturbing her heart, and she couldn't calm down at all, "Is it really okay?"

"So what about the Ninth Heaven?"

Qingque said calmly, "You are too obscene to Zhou Shu. Even in the past, he can defeat Lin Qingjue, let alone now? Don't you know how much he has grown over the years? He is a person who is improving every day, and the speed of progress is even higher than anyone else. I never think that someone in this world can defeat him head-on, even the way of heaven cannot do it, so what is the alien race."

Ning Xuanqing calmed down, "I am... But Qingque, are you too exaggerating?"

"Nothing exaggerated."

Qingque smiled, "I have confidence in him, you should do this too. Everyone in Lingyucheng should do this. With him here, you won't worry."

Ning Xuanqing thought for a while and said softly, "I understand."

There are also many immortal cultivators and alien races who confront each other around Zhou Shu and Dijiang clans, and refuse to give in to each other.

"Wait, when your city lord is beaten to death, you will die with him!"

"You will definitely lose. What is the Po Dijiang tribe? In front of the Lord Zhou City, they are just native chickens and tile dogs, vulnerable!"

"Go to die! The Emperor Jiang clan is the queen of the gods. How could a small human cultivator compare to?"

"What a shitty god queen? We are not driven out by us human cultivators one by one. So what about the so-called gods? There is no place for you to stand in the fairy world, you can only stay in remote places. I feel pitiful!"

"Sooner or later we will dominate the world, you Xuanhuang Realm will be the first, and all of you immortal cultivators will become our slaves!"

"Fuck you, be your dream of a great future, and immortal cultivators will never be slaves!"

"Chief, kill the immortal cultivator, victory is ours!"

"Lord Zhou, kill the Dijiang tribe, Lingyu City will always be our immortal cultivators!"

"Kill!"

"What are you shouting, it's your turn later!"

Because the battlefield was occupied by two people, they could not participate, so they could only scold and encourage themselves.

They all know that when the war comes to the competition for the main general, it is also the most suffocating and most likely to decide the outcome. At this time, as a member of the battlefield, you must do your best to influence the situation of the war, even if it affects a little bit, it is good.
Chapter completed!