Chapter 753

Within an hour, the barbarians launched three more offensives.

The third time, only 300 powerful cannons and standard Dharma boats were able to carry out extreme attacks. This time, tens of thousands of barbarian soldiers broke through hundreds of miles away from Qixian city. With one blow, the defense of more than 50 standard Dharma boats was destroyed and thousands of monks were turned into dead bones.

Until this time, the 500 reinforced standard French boats came late and deployed in time.

However, if the situation goes on like this, the defense of Qixian city will be broken in a short time. At that time, the sacrificial altar of the barbarians will be able to drive straight into the city. If the light of the sacrificial altar of the royal family is sprinkled on the head of the city, the war will end in the defeat of the human race.

On the stage, uncle Tai's face became more and more gloomy. This was the first battle under his auspices, but he encountered such a scene. Although in the end, as long as the three saints took action, they could always save the day, but there was some light on his face in full view of the public.

After three more offensives, the barbarians have suffered tens of millions of casualties, but there are endless battle lines in the distance.

The fertility of the barbarians is too strong, the maturity period is too short, and the whole people are soldiers. For more than 200 years, although every victory comes with human lives, so far, the number has not decreased but increased. Now, in Central China alone, the number of elite troops has exceeded 100 million.

This does not include the cannon fodder of those sand people. You know, in the endless crazy sand, there are hundreds of millions of sand people alone.

"If you go on like this, the defense line will be defeated after carrying several waves of attacks at most... Unexpectedly, the evil spirit has become a means for the barbarians to attack us... When have these barbarians become so smart... But it's all because the Supreme Master of Liuhe doesn't know the overall situation. If there are 1500 Standard Dharma boats, why is the situation like this? Grandpa, it's not your poor command, but a non war crime..."

Seeing uncle Tai's gloomy face, a real emperor from Sanqing Xianzong looked into the distance, shook his head and said with relief.

The great uncle sneered, leaned over and shouted: "Xu Zong, you have taken over the refining workshop of Xinglian sect's full-time refining method boat for several months, and how many finished products have you produced so far? If you have some use, take out a thousand more standard method boats, how can I be so cramped when I set up the array? A waste!"

"How can I blame Lao Tzu?" he scolded him. The real emperor's face turned red, but he didn't dare to answer back. He could only murmur his guilt. He was kind and relieved, but in exchange for such treatment, he immediately scolded.

Xinglianzong was the iron core of the former president. Although Pangu belonged to the Ministry of resources after the founding of the Republic, it was actually controlled by others inside and outside.

Without the three master craftsmen in charge, those master craftsmen of Xinglian sect simply don't listen to the tune. Where can he find someone to refine the standard Dharma boat? Rely on those half hanging weapon refining masters of Sanqing Xianzong? I wonder if I can understand the array pattern designed by others... "

On one side, several of Uncle Xu's confidants laughed. Xu Zong was the most trusted subordinate of Uncle Tai. Therefore, as soon as Uncle Tai gained power, he arranged him to take over many industries of Xinglian sect, which was a big fat job.

It's just that this guy's wrist is really average. When he arrived at the resources department, he failed to make any decent achievements for more than half a year. He made enough money and was inevitably envious. At this time, he flattered the horse's legs and was very cool.

After scolding Xu Zong, his great uncle also vented a lot of depression in his heart. He looked into the distance, sent a message to communicate with the eight wastelands supreme and ordered again.

"What? The three supreme masters shot to help us rush through the thunder devil Kingdom and block the barbarians at the end of the endless crazy sand? Is this to let us die for nothing?"

This made the whole Qixian city a sensation.

According to Uncle Tai's arrangement, Bahuang, Fengtian and his three supreme masters joined hands to blow away the evil spirit, let the Terran friars ride a boat to cross the thunder demon realm, and then block the barbarians outside the range of sacrificial light.

The three supreme masters can open the space that can accommodate ten standard Dharma boats, but the key is, how can they come back after the past? It's not difficult to cross the devil kingdom along the castration of the supreme law, but what about coming back? Do you want to return under the power of supreme magic?

Now, the barbarian camp has surrounded the area opposite Qixian city. No matter how strong the defense of the standard Dharma boat is, there will be a depletion of resources. At that time, these friars will be in a desperate situation. This is simply to die!

A hundred true emperors and thousands of true kings received orders, covering hundreds of sects, large and small. These experts are the pillars of their own sects. Such an arrangement is a sudden disaster for these sects.

For a time, there was a buzzing sound on the rear wall. After two incense columns, all the monks named stood up without hesitation. Only a small part of them did not hesitate. Most people were unable to resist because of the supreme power, but the eyes looking at the great uncle were full of resentment.

It's no wonder that most of the sects stationed in Qixian city have long been attached to the Sanqing and Bahuang sects. After the arrival of the three saints, the Terrans have been victorious. These sects are very happy. They all think they are in the right Camp, waiting to beat back the barbarians and destroy them. Unexpectedly, they have to let them die before they get much cheaper.

In contrast, most of the sects attached to the former president were assigned to other garrisons, and only a small part of them in Qixian city were not affected.

In addition, under the arrangement of Uncle Tai, there are not many people in the two supreme sects of Sanqing and Bahuang. How can we not blame such a comparison?

Among the crowd, Xiang Yang shook his head and sighed.

"Except those priests and royal families, the barbarians have limited intelligence and can be called stupid, but the more so, the more simple their mind is. They have been infused with the belief of animal God since childhood and firmly believe that they will be blessed after death. Therefore, they often treat death as home, even if they know that they should be sent to death..."

"Although we Terrans also have heroes, most people think about themselves first and have their own thoughts. It's too difficult to enforce orders and prohibitions. The so-called people's hearts are unpredictable. That's so... Compared with barbarians, they are still too poor in this regard..."

In the distance, ten standard Dharma boats were ready. The famous emperor and monarch rushed in, and the eight wastelands supreme and Fengtian were in place. Uncle Tai suddenly turned and looked in the direction of Xiang Yang. He frowned, pointed to Luo Tianxin and others, and immediately a Pangu army led him to fly, and a military order came with a cold face.