There is a harbor on the seaside of Xuanzhou Continent that has long been turned into ruins.

More than forty holy priests of the feather tribe in the feather world are gathering in a temple in the ruins of the harbor, eating barbecue, drinking all kinds of wine, and the bustling noise.

This port is a prosperous trading port, with large quantities of cargo stockpiles and thousands of sea ships in the port.

Since the holy masters from other realms invaded the fairylands of the Ten Continents, the monks in the harbor abandoned their ships and fled, and the ships that had hoarded supplies were also abandoned.

Although the fairylands of the Ten Continents were almost ruined and the conditions became very bad, the Saints of the Feather Realm did not treat themselves badly and were still able to finally find a lot of delicious food and drink from the ruins of the port.

The feather world has always been the saints of the feather tribe, so all the feather tribes in this world are feather tribes, including hundreds of feather demon saints such as cranes, eagle demons, dove demons, sparrow demons, etc.

The Lord of the Feather Realm is a elixir-headed immortal crane demon saint with the ninth level of the God Transformation. He has an extraordinary appearance and sits on the throne gracefully, holding a pair of glass cups filled with spiritual wine in his hand.

The holy saints of the feather world gathered together under the leadership of the red-crowned crane, the realm master, to discuss the next action.

"The ancient crocodile of the wilderness sent me a letter asking us to join forces to destroy the Holy Martial Realm and Lan Realm of the Wendao Sect. What do you think?"

The red-crowned crane asked lightly to the saints.

"Hmph! The ancient demon world has always been above the top, and he thinks it is the most authentic of the demon clan. The feather world is just a partial immortal cultivation world. What do we do with them? Do you want to be your younger brothers?"

"Yes, if they want to fight, let them fight by themselves. We do our own things, why bother with them? Behind them!"

The saints of the feather world opposed it.

The ancient demon world, the feather world, the pseudo-dragon world, and the three realms are all sent by the Demon Moon Sect to the Ten Continents Fairylands to compete for control of the fairyland, and are considered natural "allies".

But the Feather Realm obviously did not regard the ancient demon world as an ally.

If you win this battle, the credit will be all on the wild ancient crocodiles in the ancient demon world, and their feather world will not be much beneficial. It is better to fight each other and grab it yourself if there is any benefit, and no one has to take advantage of anyone!

The Lord of the Red-Crown Crane Realm did not nod slightly, nor did he want to join forces with the ancient crocodile to attack the Holy Martial Realm. Since all the saints opposed it, then let this matter go.

The saints continued to drink and make fun of each other.

Now the fairylands of the Ten Continents have become a ruin, and they have no place to have fun, so they can only find some fun on their own.

"There is an enemy!"

Suddenly, outside the ruins, a saint who was hushing was watching three small black dots appear in the distant sky and couldn't help but call out the police.

The feathered saints were stunned and rushed out of the temple and came outside.

They saw that three small black dots in the sky were getting bigger.

There are three battle fortresses that are moving rapidly towards the direction where their ports are located.

"These are three battle fortresses in the Fairyland of Ten Continents. They are coming to us. What do you want to do?"

The saints were stunned, a little incredible.

Since the ancient demon world invaded the fairyland of Ten Continents, hundreds of holy lords in the fairyland have hid in the battle fortress and have retreated and cannot go out to fight.

Even if they go to the battle, they are only harassed by two or three teams, and a large-scale battle has never broken out.

In the past six months, the saints who invaded the outside world have long ignored the saints in the immortal realm of the ten continents and have not taken these saints seriously at all.

On the contrary, the other holy masters from all walks of life were quite lively fighting... Of course, all the immortal cities in the entire ten continents were naturally in trouble and were smashed to pieces.

"It seems they are coming for us!"

"Haha, is this going to start a war with our feather world??"

"They are only one Kun Sheng who is powerful and very capable of fighting. But after Kun Sheng dies, they will not be able to do it. If they want to come to war, we are welcome!"

The saints of the feather world laughed loudly.

The three battle fortresses flew very quickly.

However, faster than them were more than twenty holy lords flying at high speed, flying below the battle fortress.

It’s just because they are much smaller than the huge battle fortress that is thousands of miles away, so it’s hard to see clearly.

blow!

More than 20 saints including Su Chen, Kun Sheng, Xuan Wu and others were only hundreds of miles away from the ruins of the port.

The master of the Red-Crown Crane Realm saw the number of coming saints and couldn't help but snorted coldly, "I'm so brave that I dare to invade my feather world! Since I'm here, don't think about going back alive. All the holy people in the feather world, line up - fight!"

Its toe point suddenly rushed thousands of feet high like a cannonball. Its huge snow-colored wings spread out, and the crane spread its wings and soared in the air, majestic.

"yes!"

The saints of the feather world agreed.

More than forty feather tribe saints flew up together and formed a huge feather tribe's crane-shaped attack formation in the sky.

With the red-crowned crane realm as the core, the saints spread their wings, and they look like an eagle trying to rush.

Of course, the strength of the saints in the feather world is not weak.

The Saints Brigade composed of the all-color feather tribe has an unparalleled flight speed that surpasses other Saints. Whether it is a surprise attack or escape to save lives, they have huge advantages.

Fighting against the weak Holy Lords of the Ten Continents of Immortal Land, they have absolute confidence.

...

A team of saints in the immortal realm of the ten continents is naturally based on Su Chen as the core.

He flew quickly, with a huge golden crow wing on his back, and the light was as bright as the sun.

The Kun Sheng was on the left, and did not show the body of a big fish, but only the human race. He had bare hands and no holy weapon in his hand.

Xuanwu is on the right, holding a Xuanwu shield, a dragon spear, and a blood crow wing on his back.

The saints of the Su Mansion, Anu, Taoyao, Huofeng, Zhuang Luyi, A Chou, Kuiniu, Wang Ziyang, Wu Qiao, Bi Fang, etc., were on the left and right sides respectively.

More than a dozen other saints followed closely behind.

Their number is almost half less than that of the Feather Realm, but their murderous aura is not weak at all.

"Double pupils, kill—!"

Su Chen let out a light roar.

A dazzling light suddenly burst out from his eyes, and an extremely strong sense of oppression burst out instantly.

"boom!"

The Mahayana God’s Pressure!

This terrifying Mahayana pressure was centered on him and was surging like waves. This shock wave swept across the entire harbor tens of thousands of miles.

Opposite the faces of more than 40 saints in the feather world suddenly changed drastically, and they felt like they were about to be crushed by giant mountains. They suffocated and their bodies trembled suddenly and could not suppress themselves.

It seemed as if the blood and blood in their bodies were stagnant and were about to solidify. The fear made them unable to even flap their wings. Their own combat power naturally plummeted.

The Holy Lord did not have much resistance in the face of the pressure of the God Lord. This is a fear that comes from deep inside and has nothing to do with the Holy Lord's combat power.

Poverty is not a spell, it is different from all spells. The most domineering thing is that it cannot defend itself.

Even if it is a thunder spell, it has armor to resist.

However, there is no armor to resist the pressure!

Unless you have the same powerful pressure as the other party, or your spiritual sensations are as powerful as the other party, so that the other party's pressure will have no effect.

Half a year ago, Kun Sheng was assassinated by the Mahayana god Qiu Chunqiu. With Kun Sheng's strength, he had no power to resist and his brain was pierced by a finger.

If Su Chen had not had double pupils and the explosion of pressure could reach the level of the Mahayana God Lord, he would not be able to fight back and used an immortal phantom spirit tan to destroy the arm of the Mahayana God Lord Qiu Chunqiu.

The master of the red-crowned crane world was the first to be hit, and the pressure was the greatest. He was almost unable to move and his face turned blue by the pressure of this Mahayana God.

"kill--!"

Su Chen whistled sharply.

The secret gold sword slashed at the head of the Red-Crown Crane Realm Lord.

The master of the red-crowned crane world widened his crane's eyes, and under the threat of the God's pressure, he fell into fear, and could hardly move all over. He watched the Secret Gold Sword slash at its head.

Its magical powers and magic can't be used in extreme fear.

Its instinctive self-protection of its soul Taoist fetus, a layer of gorgeous fifth-level golden feathered holy armor, emerged in an instant.

"clang--!"

The Secret Gold Sword tore the fifth-level golden feathered holy armor, but it fell a little bit, slashed into the neck of the Red-Crown Crane Realm Lord, and only cut off half of it.

Su Chen's heavy pupils and pressure burst out in an instant, the power finally subsided slightly.

The pressure of the divine Lord with heavy pupils burst out, which can only last for a moment. It must be used again, and it consumes a lot of mana to burst out again.

The Lord of the Red-Crown Crane Realm restored some control over his body and retreated in panic. This sword almost cut off its head.

"Hold on, kill the Lord of this world, and kill them back-!"

It roared in horror, and ordered the saints of the feather world to rush forward, hoping to buy time for itself to counterattack.

However, dozens of other feather tribe saints were even worse than it.

Almost under the impact of one encounter, seven or eight feather tribe saints were killed on the spot, and no less than five or six were seriously injured.

The remaining twenty feather tribe saints were washed away and cut into two halves, completely destroying the crane-shaped attack formation.
To be continued...