Alien Summoning System

Chapter 312

Above the sky of Luoyang, 13 troops were fighting. In terms of scale, Zhuo Ao ruled the world at the time, and there were several battles in which millions of people participated in the battle. The fighting of 13 troops was insignificant, but this war was tragic and significant. But it was the most important battle in Zhuo Ao's command for many years.

Almost all the famous generals of the Shenwu Empire participated in the battle, and the flying boats were destroyed by the joint efforts of the gods. Countless divine soldiers and generals also fell like raindrops under the various mechanisms and crossbow arrows of the flying boats. Under the protection of the formation, the soldiers and civilians in Luoyang looked at the battlefield in the sky worriedly. Although they didn't know how the battle was going, but looking at the corpses and flying boat wreckage falling from the sky from time to time, one could imagine the brutality of this battle.

Zhao Yun used one against three, and was extremely brave. The three gods he fought were retreating steadily. Xuanyuan sent two more gods to see how they could withstand Zhao Yun's strong attack, but Xuanyuan gods did not dare to send anyone to help. There are two other people beside Ao, one of them is the blood dragon Ao Wutian, 500 years ago, with his own strength, he swept away [-] gods, soldiers and generals, and even crushed the four gods.

Although the other person didn't recognize him, he beheaded a god with a single attack before, and shouted angrily, shaking the entire army, he was unstoppable, not to mention, Zhuo Ao was sitting in the middle army, so far he has not made any moves.

The war of mortals is cruel, but the war of gods is even more cruel. Mortals may collapse if the casualties are too large, but gods cannot. Thirty thousand dragon guards and guards are iron-blooded warriors who have been honed through countless life and death tests. He is also the most elite man selected from the more than 4000 million warriors in the world of martial arts. He has a steel-like will and will never give up until the last moment.

The god soldiers and generals are the race created by Fuxi, they are loyal to Fuxi, and Fuxi's will is regarded as the highest will, which surpasses everything else.

The huge flying boat formation is like a meat grinder, constantly strangling the lives of the god soldiers and generals, and at the same time strangling the lives of the dragon guards. The strength of the flying boat's defensive formation is limited after all. Once the formation is forcibly broken, even if only A single divine soldier can sweep dozens of divine warriors on the flying boat.

"Xuanyuan, if this continues, we're afraid we'll lose!" After the three armies, a god looked at the situation in front of him with an unfriendly expression. As the number of magic soldiers and generals continued to decrease, the attack on the flying boat formation became weaker and weaker. In the beginning, a flying boat could be destroyed in less than three breaths, and now, only a few flying boats fell in a quarter of an hour.

Xuanyuan God nodded. Although the number of the opponent's flying boats was also decreasing while the magic soldiers were weakening, Xuanyuan God was surprised to find that the opponent's commander kept learning lessons in the battle. The space between the positions and the distribution of attacks greatly reduced the number of damaged flying boats. This is the root cause of the opponent's loss.

But he couldn't do what Xu Da did, after all, the God Realm didn't have these large-scale combat tools, the magic weapons of several gods didn't dare to sacrifice at this moment, for fear of being snatched by Zhuo Ao.

"Use the sea of ​​blood to form a large formation!" The god said in a deep voice.

Xuanyuan remained silent, the Blood Sea Formation was created thousands of years ago when Chi You attacked the human world and the God Realm, and after Chi You was defeated, this formation was also acquired by the God Realm.

The sea of ​​blood formation is extremely powerful, but it hurts Tianhe. If it is not a last resort, he is absolutely unwilling to use this formation.

"If we don't use the sea of ​​blood formation, our army in the God Realm will definitely be defeated!" The god said in a deep voice. After a fierce battle, there are less than [-] of the one hundred thousand god soldiers and generals. Damaged, but in a short period of time, it is impossible to scrap it all at once. If it is consumed at this speed, before the opponent's spaceship is destroyed, a hundred thousand magic soldiers and generals will be consumed.

Xuanyuan Tianshen gritted his teeth, he didn't know, but he had no choice but to deal with the opponent's flying boat.

"Slaughtering God!" Xuanyuan turned his head to look at the Killing God. The Killing God is the most murderous God in the God Realm. During the war with the beast race, he had slaughtered hundreds of millions of living beings. If he hadn't been of the blood of the God Race, he might have been kicked out of the Heaven Realm long ago. But his strength is also among the top three gods in the God Realm.

"Okay." A cold young man heard the words, bloodthirsty excitement flashed in his eyes, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He pointed at the battlefield ahead, and a blood-colored spell shot into the sky, quickly submerged into the God Realm soldiers and horses. middle.

The moment the bloody talisman entered the battlefield, a bloody fog suddenly surged around the battlefield. Some corpses that had just died and hadn't fallen down seemed to be sucked by some kind of force, and the blood in their bodies was continuously drawn out. In the end, it turned into a mummy and fell into the world.

In the big formation, on a flying boat, a dragon guard who was injured by the shock suddenly roared into the sky. Under the surprised eyes of the surrounding soldiers, his body suddenly swelled up strangely, breaking his armor and turning Be a three-foot-tall blood-colored beast, with a bloodthirsty red light shining in its eyes, swallowing a guard who was caught off guard in one gulp.

It's not just him, any wounded soldiers on the battlefield, regardless of whether they are dragon guards or magic soldiers, will lose their sanity once they encounter the blood-colored mist, and turn into blood-colored monsters, threatening all living things around them regardless of whether they are enemies or friends. Something launched a suicide attack.

The blood-colored mist is extremely strange, and formations cannot defend against it at all. Once a wound appears on the body and is contaminated by the blood-colored mist, it will immediately lose its sanity.

"What kind of spell is this?" From the back, looking at the battlefield that was gradually shrouded in blood-colored mist, Zhuo Ao observed with his divine sense and found the situation in the formation. They started to retreat, but the dragon guards couldn't get out, because Xu Da shared the attack before, causing almost all the flying boats to be wounded, and now they were infected by the blood mist, and almost all the flying boats failed.

"This was created by His Majesty the Beast Emperor back then, specifically to deal with the blood sea formation of the God Realm, but unfortunately it was later cracked by the God Realm, and this formation also fell into the hands of people in the God Realm." Ao Wutian said in a deep voice.

"How did the God Realm be cracked back then?" Zhuo Ao asked with a frown.

"After tricking our army into battle, we deliberately threw a large number of injured mortals into the battle, turned them into blood beasts, and died with our beast army." Ao Wutian said with a flash of resentment in his eyes.

"It's a good way, but the God Realm is clearly prepared." Zhuo Ao looked at the retreating soldiers and generals from the God Realm, and said with a cold snort, "Is there any other way to break it?"

"My Blood Dragon Devouring God Art is comprehended in this formation, and it can draw part of the blood evil spirit. Your Majesty can take this opportunity to rescue some soldiers." Ao Wutian said in a deep voice.

Thinking of that day when Ao Wutian turned into a blood dragon and maimed [-] soldiers and generals in one breath, Zhuo Ao nodded and said: "Let's try it! If there is nothing to be done, then leave the formation immediately."

"Yes." Ao Wutian nodded, turned into a huge blood dragon in an instant, plunged into the blood sea formation, and immediately brought up countless blood mist to rescue several intact flying boats.

"Ao Wutian!?" The God of Slaughter looked at Ao Wutian who had rushed into the bloody formation, and snorted coldly, with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes. They were considered rivals on the battlefield back then, but later Ao Wutian After comprehending the Blood Dragon Devouring God Art, his combat power increased greatly. The Slaughtering God was defeated and seriously injured three times and fled back to the God Realm. Well, the blood dragon Ao Wutian was also suppressed under the Demon Suppressing Tower and failed to fight again. Now that he meets Ao Wutian again, how can he let it go? As soon as he shows his body, he will rush to compete with Ao Wutian .

"Huang Tianxiang!" Zhuo Ao's eyes turned cold, and he said sharply.

"The last general is ordered!" Huang Tianxiang yelled angrily, and he had already rushed out of the battlefield. Fang Tian dragged his halberd, and pulled a hole in the void, stopping the killing god.

"A mere fairy clan, dare to stop me?" The Slaughtering God snorted coldly, slashed horizontally with the Slaughtering Blade in his hand, and the surrounding space was immediately enveloped by endless blood-colored blades.

"Hmph!" Huang Tianxiang didn't say much, he chopped and slashed with Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand. The clouds filled the air, and the two of them were inseparable.

Heavenly God Xuanyuan suddenly saw that there was no one guarding Zhuo Ao, he couldn't help being overjoyed, and pointed to Zhuo Ao: "Gods, take down this person quickly, this person is the emperor of the human race, as long as he is captured, the human race will be able to come down sooner or later." !"

"Okay!" The remaining ten gods shot at the same time, turned into ten streamers, and rushed towards Zhuo Ao.

"Want to capture me?" Looking at the group of gods, Zhuo Ao smiled, and threw the demon-locking tower in his hand to the sky, a golden light suddenly flashed in the air, and the next moment, he was dressed in white robes, emitting The golden Jiang Qing appeared in front of Zhuo Ao with a stern expression, and with a wave of the seven-star sword in his hand, he stopped all ten gods.

"Are you from Mount Shu?" A god frowned and looked at the sword in Jiang Qing's hand, and said angrily, "Why do you help the tyrant? Resist the heavenly court!?"

"Shu Mountain?" A flash of memory flashed in Jiang Qing's eyes, but his cold gaze remained unchanged. He is the spirit of the demon-locking tower, enshrined by the dragon spirit of the Shenwu Empire for 500 years, and now he has become the most precious treasure of the emperor. Ao's will prevails, although he still has memory of Shushan, but has no emotion, he may miss him, but once Shushan becomes an enemy of Zhuo Ao, he will firmly stand in front of Zhuo Ao.

"It happened a long time ago." Sighing, Jiang Qing glanced at the ten gods: "Are you going to kill the emperor?"

"Human Emperor?" A god sneered disdainfully: "So what, you want to stop us?"

"One person is not enough, what about the group?" With a wave of Jiang Qing's hand, a large number of monsters surrounded the ten gods in an instant. The strange thing is that although these monsters still retain their old expressions, they have a faint golden light. The spirit of demons is many times stronger than before, and even the ten gods feel a chill in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)