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Chapter 1542 Outpost Fortress

The city of catastrophe, in the secret room.

Taoist Mu and Taoist Hua suddenly opened their eyes and stood up at the same time.

"It's really a supreme blessed land." Mu Taoist felt the extremely rich green wood spiritual energy around him, and a hint of relaxation and comfort appeared on his sad face: "I didn't expect that those aliens could actually have such ability to find such a spiritual wood treasure land."

"This place is destined to be with this sect." Hua Taoist smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into a line: "In such a blessed land, there must be innate spiritual roots. If you can find them and transfer them to this sect, the momentum of this sect will definitely rise sharply. Not to mention, after the luck of Panheng world is incorporated into the luck of this sect, this will soar to the sky!"

The flower Taoist's eyes were shiny with excitement, and the Mu Taoist couldn't help but nodded repeatedly.

If one can really find several innate spiritual roots in the Panheng world and incorporate them into the sect, one can naturally occupy the supreme luck of the Panheng world. With the blessing of a world of luck above the sect, the Mu Taoist dare not imagine how high the level his own sect can prosper.

"Da Chi Qing Wei Yu!" Mu Taoist clasped the wooden stick with his left hand, tightened his five fingers slightly, and suddenly waved his sleeves.

A breeze rose up flat on the ground, and Mu Taoist and Hua Taoist disappeared without a trace at the same time. From beginning to end, they did not look at the expeditionary army organized by Ji Hao, nor did they look at Ji Hao directly.

In their hearts, the success or failure of Ji Hao's expeditionary army had nothing to do with them. The fact that they could know the information about Ji Hao's expedition to Panheng World proved that their eyes must be ambushed in the hands of the people brought by Ji Hao. No matter what Ji Hao takes, they could immediately grasp Ji Hao's every move.

Since that's the case, Ji Hao is not worthy of their attention.

Even Taoist Mu himself didn't understand. In fact, he was no longer willing to meet Ji Hao at this moment and he owed Ji Hao a promise to take full advantage. Therefore, it would be better not to meet Ji Hao if he didn't meet Ji Hao.

Countless seeds collided wildly on the City of Catastrophe, accompanied by continuous loud bangs, fire and lightning wrapped dozens of layers of the entire City of Catastrophe inside and out. Under the enthusiasm of Panheng World, the huge City of Catastrophe trembled slightly.

"Prepare for attack!" Ji Hao raised his right hand.

A sharp chirping sound surged into the sky, Yi stepped on a fire-eyed golden eagle and rushed into the sky with a strong wind. The thunder bow in his hand made a loud roar, and the twenty-four solar terms arrows whistled out, and a cold feeling suddenly appeared in the void.

The three solar terms of the Great Cold, Xiao Han, and Frost Descent were flying all over the sky with a solemn and murderous intention. After being inherited by Taoist Yu Yu, the bow and arrows in Yidi made rapid progress. The arrows in the sky accurately cut through the gaps between countless seeds and pierced hard on those huge plants shaped like dandelions.

The arrows that were exterminated were broken into their bodies, and countless huge plants were shattered, and the debris dragged dark green smoke from the sky, falling into the vast mountains below, breaking countless branches and leaves.

Countless feathers were shocked in the mountains and forests, and they were like birds made of green gems under the sunlight. The shapes of these birds were very different from those of the birds in Pangu world. Their body was only the size of a palm, but the feathers on their bodies were extremely long, extremely fluffy, and extremely gorgeous.

The beautiful birds, like a green tide, rushed into the sky, chirping restlessly.

The next moment, countless arrows dragged lights and spewed out from the city of catastrophe. Tens of thousands of elite Dongyi archers under the command of Yidi opened their bows and shot arrows. The flame burst arrows cast by the secret technique penetrated the huge plants suspended in the air, igniting their bodies.

With Yi Di and his command of the Dongyi archers, tens of thousands of huge floating plants in the air were swept away. The explosion seeds that were exploding overwhelming became sparse, and in the end no seeds shot in the air.

The huge city of catastrophe slowly landed towards the ground. In the mountains and forests below, a dim light beam soared into the sky. The city of catastrophe fell along this column of light to a basin with a diameter of nearly a thousand miles among the green mountains.

Ji Hao stood on the city wall overlooking the basin. In the huge basin, no grass grew, and wisps of hot air that could be seen from the naked eye were constantly spraying out from the ground, causing the air to become faintly twisted and floating. It seemed that flames were burning underground, and the sand and gravel on the ground were burned slightly red.

In the middle of the basin, where the light column rises, a standard alien war fort stands. The metal war fort, which is only five miles long and wide, is mottled and broken, with countless deep traces remaining on the surface. It is obvious that after countless cruel battles, the war fort was destroyed into this shape.

Around the Metal Battle Fort, there are dozens of auxiliary fortresses made of sand and gravel. Fortresses of varying sizes are engraved with red runes. From time to time, fire lights spewed out from the runes, spewing hundreds of feet away like fire dragons, burning everything along the way wildly.

In each auxiliary fortress, some monster slaves with few legs stood crookedly. They waved their weapons in their hands in excitement and made loud noises towards the Catastrophe City that slowly landed in the sky.

On the wall of the metal war castle in the middle, teams of alien races kept coming out. Nearly 10,000 Yu warriors, about 50,000 Jia warriors, and nearly 1,000 Xiu tribe craftsmen. They looked haggard and numb, and saw the magnificent sky and the huge and extremely large city of catastrophes, all of whom showed joyful smiles.

Ji Hao looked around. Around this scorching basin, which was obviously caused by human power, countless green vines like strange pythons extended from the high mountains and turned into a green wall to surround the entire basin.

On the green wall ten miles high, countless bright green leopard-shaped beasts were either curled up and resting, or jumping and chasing with sensitive figures. Among some exquisitely crafted wooden houses on the high walls, countless handsome humanoid creatures with slender bodies, holding long bows walked out, looking at the increasingly low-rise city of catastrophe with a hint of horror.

"These damn wooden men." Bharaga looked at the slender and beautiful human creatures in anger: "I said that once we conquer this world, they will all become the most humble slaves of these damn wooden men, they."

"Then you must have the strength to conquer this world." Ji Hao interrupted Bharagak's words, and he pointed curiously at the metal war castle in the barren basin: "Who are you who stayed in this world? It's not easy. They can actually defend under heavy siege."

Bharagak smiled proudly: "Although most of our Yanyue lineage are wise and wise, occasionally, we will have a few amazing commander-level talents. The one who guards this outpost is my younger brother Bharagak. His strength is the group of force madmen in the Chiri lineage who are amazed."
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