"Master, senior brother, senior sister..." Ji Qianming looked up at the Siwumen who were entangled with the two god kings, and was slightly dazed.

The next moment, Ji Qianming's pupils contracted and his body flashed a hundred meters away.

A ray of purple silk thread penetrated through the space and hit the place where Ji Qianming was just standing. Then a terrifying purple light beam rose, destroying everything around him.

Ji Qianming stood still without any hesitation. He held the Red Dust Sword in his hand and slashed behind him, blocking a dark blue void big handprint. But in the blink of an eye, six identical big handprints stretched out from behind the Void God King and slapped heavily at the location where Ji Qianming was!

Tamper with cause and effect!

Just as the Void God King sneered, Ji Qianming, who was unscathed, appeared strangely behind him. The golden sword light swept across, but was blocked by a gourd that appeared out of thin air.

The figure of the Zihui God King appeared above Ji Qianming's head, folded his hands together and patted it gently on his chest. The dazzling purple thunder soared into the sky from the gourd, intertwining into a purple grid covering Ji Qianming.

The causal thread on Ji Qianming's fingertips tightened and instantly changed his position with the Void God King. Seeing that he was replaced by Ji Qianming again, the Void God King cursed directly:

"Ji Qianming! Are you finished?!?"

Fortunately, the Purple Hui God King stopped the purple thunder in time, and the Void God King was spared from the poisonous hand.

Ji Qianming had no time to pay attention to the abuse of the Void God King, flew into the sky and looked down at the battlefield, frowning slightly.

The situation is a bit bad.

It’s not that he can’t beat these two god kings, but that the situation on other battlefields is very bad.

On the battlefield of the Half-Step God King, with Zhao Qixue alone, Nuonuo and Shuangyue could not stop the attack of the seventy or eighty half-Step God Kings; and in the battlefield below the Half-Step God King, the 300 Valkyrie Gods had to face tens of thousands of cultivators. The number gap between the two sides was too big. It was okay now that they had just started. If they delayed for a while, they would also suffer huge damage.

Although there are reinforcements, there are too few, and there is no chance of winning compared to the arrangement of the God Emperor of Burial Star.

Even if he was willing to help, it would be difficult to free up under the restraint of the two gods of Zi Hui and Void.

In trouble.

Nuonuo, who was wandering between life and death, also realized that the situation was not good, connected the headset, and shouted loudly:

"Ahua! We need fire support!"

Soon, a reply came from the headset: "Received, the heavy arsenal is being started..."

Buzz —!

A low sound came from Siwu Mountain, and the mountain trembled slightly. Then a circular hole appeared between the huge rocks on the mountainside. In the dark hole, a circle of tech-filled apertures lit up one after another, revealing a gliding track.

"Zeus One is in place."

"Zeus II is in place."

"Zeus III is in place."

“…”

Song--!

Blue flames spewed out from the pitch-black wings. Under the terrifying propulsion, black fighter jets flew out of the gliding track, like a group of black falcons, roaring from Siwu Mountain to the execution ground.

In the cockpit of each fighter plane, there are three girls who are controlling it. They seriously monitor the status of the fighter plane, adjust the flight trajectory, and observe the combat situation below.

"Projecting the Spirit Breaking Missile."

"receive."

Whoosh swish swish swish-!

Missiles dragging blue tail flames roared out and fired towards the chaotic battlefield below. The surfaces of these spirit-breaking missiles were coated with a coating that was isolated from the detection of spiritual consciousness. As long as the missile was not witnessed at the first time, even the half-step God King could not react.

Even if someone reacts and supports the spiritual shield or barrier, it will be broken through by high-polymerized explosives targeting the spiritual power and open the gap.

So, missiles accurately bombarded the execution ground, and the explosion of flames and spiritual shields exploded and the residual light shone on the earth. In just a moment, it caused a large number of casualties!

The face of the God Emperor of Burial Star, who was watching, was slightly dark. When the second round of missiles was launched, he swept out a dim light in advance and wiped out all missiles.

Just as he was about to move, his pupils contracted slightly.

A devastating blue beam of light fell from the sky, heading towards the Emperor of Burial Star. The Emperor of Burial Star snorted coldly, and the black cauldron flew straight above his head, and easily bounced the beam of light away.

"It's ridiculous..." The Emperor of Burial Star bounced his fingers, and a faint light spanned a hundred miles in an instant, shattering the satellite orbital cannon floating in the sky.

"The rail cannon was shot down." Ah Hua exclaimed in the cab.

The Emperor of Burial Star narrowed his eyes and looked at Siwu Mountain in the distance, with light flashing in his eyes, as if he was curious.

At this moment, violent spatial fluctuations came from the sky again, and then another suspended aerial peak appeared out of nowhere. Above this peak, the towering attic was rolling.

The second war mothership, Fangcunshan, Tianxin Pavilion.

"One more?" In the execution ground, the disciple who was watching and fighting exclaimed.

"It's Tianxin Pavilion! Daoxuan's rebellion!" Master's eyes appeared in surprise, and then became enlightened. "Then Ji Qianming is the son of Daoxuan, so it's not surprising that he can attract Tianxin Pavilion to help. In this case, the situation seems to be a little different..."

On Tianxin Pavilion!

On the tallest attic, Chen Fusheng, wearing a Taoist priest, looked down at the chaotic battlefield below, coughed a few times, and spoke slowly:

"The disciples of Tianxin Pavilion obeyed the order and followed the Pavilion Master Ji Qianming...kill!"

"kill!"

The sound of killing like a wave came from the attic. The dense white-clothed disciples rose from Fangcun Mountain to fight their swords and rushed to the battlefield overwhelmingly. The pressure of the three hundred Valkyrie Gods and Zhao Qixue was reduced sharply!

Six sword lights of different colors swept across the sky and fell straight into the dense half-step god king-level enemies. The sword light swept across and instantly cut off the heads of more than a dozen half-step god kings!

"Tianxin Pavilion Tianxuan Star Lord..."

"The Lord of Tianji Star..."

"Tianquan Star Lord..."

"Yuheng Star Lord..."

"Kaiyang Star Lord..."

"Yaoguang Star Lord..."

“—Please fight!!”

The six-dao figures were like invincible gods of war, raging in the half-step god-king-level battlefield where crisis was surging. The strongest force under the Daoxuan Sect named Tianxin Pavilion finally revealed its hideous fangs in front of the world!

At this moment, on Fangcun Mountain, outside a certain attic.

Fourteen figures overlooked the execution ground, eight people dressed in black and white, and six people dressed in white, and the sunlight shone on the black and white masks, revealing a faint and cold feeling.

"Lord Tianshu Star, aren't you going?" The puppet master turned to look at Lin Zimu.

Lin Zimu shook his head, "Now I am the Taoist master, not the Lord of Tianshu Star."

"Okay, your six star masters are indeed fierce. With the Ice Emperor and the two little girls in armor, as well as you, the group of analysers, it should not be a problem to deal with the remaining half-step God King level." The puppet master shrugged.

Lin Zimu was stunned, "What about you special envoys?"

The puppet master narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Lin Zimu with his head tilted, and he seemed to have a strange smile on his pale crying mask:
Chapter completed!