Chapter 4067： victory is in sight?

"Boom! Boom!"

Soon, Jinshuang and more than 900 **** kings and kings launched a second round of offensive.

It is also the overwhelming magical light and shadow and wind, fire and thunder, like a flood, pouring on the colorful mask, bursting out loud noises.

The huge and incomparable sound, spread out tens of thousands of miles before dissipating.

The violent shock wave, wrapped in divine light fragments, raged and swept across the world for 80,000 miles.

As a result, the peaks in this area collapsed one after another, and the mountains collapsed one after another, turning into devastated ruins.

The yellow sand filled the sky and obscured the sky, making tens of thousands of miles chaotic.

The colorful mask again took a fierce attack, but it trembled and shook violently without cracks.

Thousands of Nangong people breathed a sigh of relief and felt much more at ease.

Before, they were worried that this large formation arranged for temporary work might be difficult to withstand the siege of the Jinshuang army.

It now appears that the efforts of the elders and deacons have not been in vain.

As time passed, Jinshuang and more than 900 **** kings and kings continued to attack.

The loud noise of "rumbling" also kept on, and the flashing divine light and raging shock wave did not stop.

The multicolored masks in a radius of thousands of miles are shaking more and more violently.

Two hours later, the power of the mask gradually declined, and cracks began to appear under the bombardment.

However, the Nangong tribes desperately repaired the big formation, added strength to the big formation, and can still support the pillar.

Three hours later, the cracks appeared more and more densely in the big array.

No matter how hard the Nangong people work hard to repair the cracks, they can't keep up with the destruction of Jinshuang army.

Six hours later, half a day passed.

The cracks on the multicolored mask have turned into cracks, and there are dozens of them.

The long cracks are tens of feet long, and the short ones are more than one foot wide.

With so many cracks, many god-king powerhouses have shrunk in size, but they can actually pass through and get into the defense formation.

But Jinshuang and the seven inspectors didn't do that much, it was too risky.

Once they got in and were besieged by thousands of Nangong people, there was really no way to catch turtles in the urn and escape.

If Nangong is not confused, Nangong Nihuang and others, lurking in the dark waiting for an opportunity, then they will get into the big formation, which is equivalent to death.

The safest way is to wait for the army to break through the defensive formation and go in together.

Unconsciously, one day passed like this.

Finally, the defensive array was riddled with holes, full of gaps and loopholes, and was on the verge of collapse.

At this time, Jinshuang suddenly roared, holding a sword in both hands and falling from the sky, slashing towards the crumbling defense formation.

Many inspectors, **** kings and **** kings stepped aside, their gazes fell on him.

Even the Nangong people in the big formation watched the Jinshuang falling from the sky, showing a deep look of worry and fear.

"what!"

Jinshuang burst out with a shout, holding the sword in both hands to cut out a thousand-meter-long, dazzling sacred sword light.

Only a loud bang was heard, and the Qianzhang giant sword slammed into the colorful mask, splitting it in half.

I don't know how many divine light fragments splashed towards both sides, causing a shocking hurricane.

The defensive formation collapsed for the most part, but the power of the Thousand-Zhang Great Sword was undiminished, and it crashed into the ground.

A Qianzhang mountain peak was smashed into ruins on the spot, and hundreds of Nangong people were too late to escape and were bombarded and killed on the spot.

Such a brave and martial scene made many Nangong people full of fear and subconsciously backed away.

How can the seven inspectors and many **** kings let go of this opportunity for flattering?

Everyone showed proper expressions of worship and applauded with excitement.

Jinshuang stood in the air, holding a divine sword obliquely pointing to the earth, in a majestic posture.

The sword cut, his full of shame and anger, also dissipated most of it, and he was much more comfortable.

Seeing thousands of Nangong tribesmen trembling in the collapsed formation, he was full of arrogance and burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha... old thief Nangong, get out and die!"

After laughing, he carried the divine sword and brought many divine kings and divine princes, and rushed into the large array, and went straight to the bright hall of the main peak.

Those thousands of Nangong people were afraid and full of worry in their hearts, but they were not cowardly or timid.

They retreated nearly a hundred miles, formed two lines of defense, and stopped retreating.

Under the leadership of three elders and more than twenty deacons, they launched a courageous counterattack.

"Go!"

"Kill!"

"Even if you die in battle, you can't lose the face of the Nangong clan!"

Many enthusiastic young children roared stubbornly.

The three elders and more than twenty deacons took the lead in rushing and killing them, taking the lead, and exerting their magical skills with all their strength, releasing the light of magical magic that shields the sky and the sun.

"Boom bang bang!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The two groups of men and horses soon overlapped and intertwined and smashed into each other fiercely.

The fierce collision of light and shadow in the sky divine art also burst into a loud and deafening noise, shaking the earth.

The divine light blocked the sky, the raging shock wave shook the earth, and the endless divine light fragments were flying.

The hoarse cry of killing still echoes between heaven and earth.

The mountains and jungles beneath everyone's feet have begun to collapse, fission, and turn into devastated ruins.

Dust was surging, blood was splashing, and stumps and broken arms were flying all over the sky, leaving only a picture of blood and fire in this area.

The fiercest handover of short-term soldiers brought the most tragic battlefield, shocking.

Seeing that the two sides only fought a few hands to face each other, the Nangong clan suffered heavy casualties and kept retreating.

Regardless of the three elders and more than 20 deacons, or thousands of Nangong tribesmen, they are not the opponents of Jinshuang Army.

The Jinshuang side only killed and injured more than 30 gods, and the casualties of the Nangong tribe have exceeded a hundred.

If this continues, I am afraid that within two hours, thousands of Nangong people will be killed.

By then, the Jinshuang army can survive more than half!

Thinking of this, the morale of Jinshuang Army was high, and the charge became more courageous.

And thousands of Nangong people, all anxious, thought to themselves anxiously, why didn't the Patriarch and the eldest make a move?

At this moment, the bright hall of the main peak suddenly lit up with a few soaring divine lights, and there was a roar.

The long howl through the golden cracked stone came through the air, and the shaking peaks were trembling.

Jinshuang looked up, and saw a few powerful gods and kings, rushing in the form of streamers.

The headed person is Nangong, who is wearing a blue brocade robe and a divine crown, is not confused!

"Old thief Nangong, you still can't sit still after all?"

There was a sneer at the corner of Jinshuang's mouth, and he sneered with contempt.

However, Nangong Buluo and the four powerful **** kings rushed to the front and did not support the Nangong people.

They sacrificed several artifacts one after another, and fought behind the Jinshuang Army.

"Huh! Huh!"

A total of twelve artifacts fell in the ruins, immediately bursting with divine light, forming a huge barrier!