The undead legions finally approached the defensive light shield on the side of the Xianhua Alliance, and they no longer cast the "Underworld Spear Rain", but only used the simplest attack to attack and attack towards the defensive light mask.

"Bang bang bang!"

The strong collision was transmitted through the surface of the defensive shield to the inside, and the attacks of these warriors were very conductive, as if the collision of one person was the strength of a large group of people, and each collision was a stirring of the Yuan Force, and they all shook the hearts of the young disciples inside.

In the current situation, Mo Zhiyu and Luo Yiying can no longer use the previous way to deal with those people, at such a close distance, no matter what method is used, they will use Yuan Force to directly attack these warriors, in that case, it will be equivalent to sending combat power to these guys!

Mo Zhiyu frowned, and through the glass-like light shield, he could clearly see the rows of warriors outside, surging towards this direction, like those monsters on the ocean. The city is their ocean, so there is no upper limit to their number.

Mo Zhiyu looked back in the direction of the bronze gate, and there was still no news from Luo Bingqian's side, indicating that the array text here was far more difficult to understand than the one on the tall stone tablet before. He was very worried, after all, he was not a formation cultivator of Yun Shi's level, and he couldn't use all his Yuan Power in the formation, and he couldn't borrow power from the aura of this heaven and earth. He couldn't estimate it for sure, and he didn't know where the limit of this defensive magic shield was.

Suddenly, the sound of "boom" lit up from the sky, and under the gray sky, two fireballs shot out of nowhere, and the fireballs whistled, and with a "boom", they smashed a large number of undead warriors, but they also hit the defensive circle at the same time. The power of this fireball is so powerful that just this collision is worth several waves of attacks from the undead warriors before!

Moreover, Mo Zhiyu also felt that the aura of the Yuan Force of the surrounding fire was rising at the limit. If the power of this fire line continues to rise, it will inevitably oppress the power of gold and the yuan force is uneven, and this magic circle will be self-defeating!

These things look like ghosts, spiritless and unintelligent, but they are so smart and know how to borrow the five elements!

Mo Zhiyu immediately sent the Golden Element Force to his defensive array, wanting to suppress the Fire Element Force brought by this attack.

However, the sound of "boom" sounded again, and the next wave of fireball attacks was coming right away!

The power of the new round of fireball attacks was still strong, and the undead legions who had just rushed to the front of the defensive shield had broken several rows, but it also made the burden of the defensive mask even heavier!

Luo Yiying also used the Yuan Force of his whole body to transmit it to the Fu Xiu disciples who were manipulating the main flag, hoping to rely on the strong Yuan Force to stabilize this defensive formation again. But even if his Yuan Force joins, in the face of such a strong attack, it can only be a drop in the bucket, the attacks of the undead legions will only continue to intensify, and the Yuan Power on their side will be exhausted sooner or later.

Moreover, the Fu cultivator who manipulated the main banner did not cultivate the Qi of Chaos Domineering Dao like Mo Zhiyu, the Yuan Force that could be controlled and resolved in his body was very limited, and the other Yuan Force was transmitted to his body frantically, just like being filled with air towards a paper bag, with a large entrance and a small outlet, this paper bag would sooner or later not be able to withstand the unbalanced pressure on both sides, and it would explode completely!

Of course, Mo Zhiyu saw the changes in the face of this Fu cultivation disciple, this disciple's face had turned from the previous ruddy to pale, and he should be about to reach his limit. However, as the main force of military cultivation, it is impossible for him to give up the defense in front and turn to the center of the formation instead!

Someone needs to replace this Fu cultivation disciple, this person needs to be strong enough to be able to control this magic circle. There is no one here who meets this condition, so Luo Bingqian can only be recalled. But once Luo Bingqian was recalled, it would be impossible for the other Fu cultivation disciples to parse the array on the bronze gate.

Then don't crack the formation!

Ink Delusion's eyes shone with the color of molten lava, like a volcanic crater about to erupt. He looked far away, at the source of the fireballs.

It's the battery, it's some old bronze battery. Just like that tall stone monument, the years have not left a trace of these forts, which still have the power of the past!

Moreover, he noticed that the undead legions had a long and slow recovery time after being crushed by the fireball, and most importantly, the undead legions had never sent fireballs on their own in the first and last days. In other words, these fireballs can only be fired by those turrets, they cannot be replicated!

Mo Zhi was overjoyed, and now he finally found a breakthrough, and he immediately shouted: "Senior sister, come back!" It's not broken! ”

Then, he didn't care when Luo Bingqian's side came back to receive it, and greeted Luo Yiying: "Xiao Luo, go out with me to grab the fort!" Then he mentioned that he had rushed out of the shield.

Luo Yiying saw Mo Zhiyu rushing out, and responded without thinking about it: "Okay!" Then he drew his sword and rushed out.

"Boom!"

A new round of fireballs smashed from the sky again, and Mo Zhiyu and Luo Yiying, who had just rushed out of the defensive light mask, slashed out at the same time, using the fire element force that they were good at, and they forced the next wave of attacks together, and then used their ingenuity to bounce back these fireballs.

"Whoa!" With a burst of washing, two huge fireballs rolled out a wide path in the dense military formation of the undead legion.

"Be careful, don't use Yuan Force!" Mo Zhiyu let out a low roar, and rushed forward along the road with Luo Yiying.

Luo Bingqian, who hurriedly rushed back to the defensive light shield, saw this scene, she frowned, and subconsciously pressed the "Golden Bell Jar" on her chest, and finally could only grit her teeth, took over the main flag, absorbed the yuan power of everyone present, and drove the defensive light mask again to shine.

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Mo Zhiyu and Luo Yiying ran quickly along the path that was rushed out by the fireball, hoping to rush out before the undead legions could react. But the undead legions are boundless, and they haven't even rushed to the end of this passage.

Soon, the undead warriors gathered around again, stabbing the two invaders with the rusty weapons in their hands.

Mo Zhiyu and Luo Yiying didn't dare to use the Yuan Force directly because they were concerned about the rebound of the Yuan Force of the Undead Legion, so they also used the simplest moves to fight these disembodied guys hand-to-hand, and crashed all the way out of the "clanging" sound, but they still rushed towards the edge quickly with difficulty.

(End of chapter)