Chapter 4173 The Trump Card Appears

"Kill!"

"The mountain-protecting formation has been broken, kill them all!"

"Victory belongs to us, Haotian Continent belongs to us!"

The mountain-protecting formation was breached, which made the soldiers of the Rebel Alliance high in morale and high in spirit.

They shouted excitedly, wanting to rush out of the divine ship, rush into the mountain-protecting formation, and kill all the soldiers under the emperor's command.

Then, the army can occupy the Shura Shrine and declare victory!

But Ji Tianxing did not issue an order, and the soldiers would not make arbitrary decisions.

They still obeyed the order, held their weapons tightly at all times, and waited patiently.

The twenty-one divine ships were not in a hurry to rush into the mountain-protecting formation. They were still thousands of miles away from the formation, constantly releasing artillery fire and beams of light.

With every breath, thousands of artillery fires and beams of light passed through the gaps in the mountain guarding formation and bombarded the emperor's army and tens of thousands of soldiers.

Ji Tianxing's purpose was obvious. He first used the battleship's gunfire to kill the emperor's master and his soldiers from a distance, further weakening the opponent's strength.

When the opponent suffered heavy casualties and their combat effectiveness was weak, they would then send out a large army to rebel against the alliance and rush into the mountain-protecting formation.

Doing so can effectively preserve one's own strength and reduce casualties.

But the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, it consumes too much cultivation resources.

However, Ji Tianxing controlled almost the entire Haotian Continent and carried resources worth hundreds of billions with him. He didn't care about this consumption at all.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

There was continuous artillery fire and loud noises, echoing endlessly between heaven and earth.

In the mountain-protecting formation, the emperor's master and his soldiers were miserable.

Seeing that the mountain-protecting formation had been breached and the gap had expanded to a radius of twenty miles, and could not be repaired, the Imperial Master had no choice but to give up.

He took the lead in displaying magical powers and skills, and joined forces with 11,000 soldiers to cast spells to withstand the bombardment of the rebel fleet.

Unfortunately, their strength is limited and they can only withstand and resolve 80% of the artillery bombardment at most.

After all, 20% of the artillery fire and light beams will bombard the crowd, causing considerable casualties.

With every breath, dozens of soldiers will be bombarded and die on the spot.

There was a scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere in the field, and the entire area was flooded by the dazzling divine light.

While the Imperial Master was holding on, he frequently looked back at the Shura Shrine, muttering anxiously in his heart: "We can't hold on any longer, why don't you take action!"

However, the strong man he relied on seemed unable to hear his prayers, and there was no response from the Shura Palace.

Time passed quickly.

At this time, most of the mountains and jungles within a thousand miles of the mountain protection formation were destroyed.

At least hundreds of palaces and mansions were reduced to rubble by cannon fire and beams of light.

Only half of the palace, protected by the defensive array, could still hold up.

But there is no doubt that the palaces and mountain peaks protected by the formation will not last long and will eventually turn into dust.

The Imperial Master and many powerful God Kings were injured, and more than 2,000 of the 11,000 soldiers were killed.

There are only 9,000 people left who are still struggling to hold on, but their combat effectiveness is rapidly declining, and they are constantly being forced back by the cannon fire from the sky.

The imperial master was so worried that he could only issue an order to let the three thousand soldiers who were hiding in the palace to deal with their injuries join the battle.

These twelve thousand people are the last strength of the emperor's army.

If these soldiers were also killed, then he would have no troops left.

By then, even if that 'trump card' appears, I'm afraid he will be unable to defeat the rebel alliance.

After all, there are still more than 16,000 people in the Rebel Alliance, and they are in full condition and full of combat power!

"Boom boom boom!"

The bombardment of the rebel fleet continued, and the soldiers operating the divine ship had never been so happy and excited as at this moment.

They were filled with excitement when they saw palaces and houses being destroyed one after another in the mountain-protecting formation, and groups of minions of Emperor Shura being killed one after another.

Another hundred breaths of time has passed.

The emperor's master and the many divine generals looked even more embarrassed. They were all covered in scars and their hair was disheveled.

Two thousand of the twelve thousand soldiers were also killed, leaving only about ten thousand.

The emperor knew that he could not continue to fight like this.

In half an hour at most, these last ten thousand soldiers will be wiped out.

Therefore, he could only lead thousands of soldiers to fight and retreat, and retreated to the vicinity of Shura Shrine.

Seeing this scene, the fleet of the Rebel Alliance was in no hurry to pursue.

Under the command of Ji Tianxing, they first concentrated their firepower to bombard the mountain guarding formation, further widening the gap.

After a while, half of the mountain-protecting formation was destroyed.

The remaining half of the dark red light shield also collapsed and shattered, dissipating between heaven and earth.

The mountain-protecting formation was completely destroyed, and even if God Emperor Shura came in person, it would not be possible to repair it in a short time.

Ji Tianxing was finally relieved and ordered all the soldiers to attack.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Fifteen thousand soldiers of all races rushed out of the twenty divine ships.

Two to three hundred people were left on each divine ship, responsible for operating the divine ship and continuing to suppress the Imperial Army's army with firepower.

Ji Tianxing and many clan leaders and powerful men led 15,000 soldiers and steadily approached the Shura Palace.

Seeing that the emperor's division and his soldiers lost their barrier, they suffered heavy casualties in the cannon fire, and their numbers were reduced sharply.

They can only escape into the last fortress, Shura Shrine!

The Shura Shrine is protected by two top-grade divine formations, which are more defensive than the mountain-protecting formation and are more difficult to destroy.

The emperor's master calculated that as long as they hid in the Shura Palace and fully supported the operation of the defensive formation, they could delay it for a few hours.

As for a few hours later...if the 'trump card' doesn't show up, then they will have no choice but to perish.

With this idea in mind, the Emperor Master cast a spell with his own hands and opened the door to Shura Palace.

"Kakaka..."

The hundred-foot-high bronze door slowly opened to both sides.

The emperor's master and his soldiers were about to cross the gate and rush into the Shura Palace.

At this moment, in the spacious hall behind the gate, a boundless torrent of blood suddenly poured out.

"Uh-huh!"

That bloody torrent surged in, carrying endless divine power and bloody intent, flying over the square outside the shrine.

Under the gaze of more than 20,000 people, this torrent of blood twisted and concentrated in the sky, and soon condensed into a human shape.

The divine light flashes and the blood fire rises.

A huge god with a height of thousands of feet and six bloody wings appeared in front of everyone.

This blood-red god condensed armor with dark death energy and wrapped 80% of his body.

He has a huge head with long purple flame hair, six blood flame wings, and a ferocious and majestic face.

He was like a huge mountain, stretching over the square, expressionlessly watching the soldiers of the Rebel Alliance.

Suddenly, the pressure on the fifteen thousand soldiers increased dramatically. Everyone was filled with fear and awe, and couldn't help but stop.

The emperor's master and his soldiers all showed expressions of surprise and disbelief, and let out earth-shattering cheers.