Charge, charge, and the blue barrier was violently shattered by guards such as Jukui. Before those weak Yu clan mage could issue a spell, they were crushed to pieces in the green thunder that was falling from the sky.

Another line of defense appeared in front of you, and Jukui and other guards roared angryly, and continued to advance with the mighty indigenous army of Panheng World.

With one palm, Ji Hao raised his head and looked at the depths of the city in surprise.

"Train us? Or do something?"

He has penetrated dozens of defense lines in succession, and Ji Hao's feeling is becoming more and more strange. The alien armies of these dozens of defense lines seem to have no unified jurisdiction between each other, and always give people a feeling of ineffective connection between front and back.

Moreover, there were a large number of strange servant soldiers on some defense lines, while others were pure alien troops fighting against Ji Hao. In Ji Hao's view, if these strange servant soldiers, such as the "Iron Bone Clan" people they encountered at the beginning, as well as other strange groups of servant soldiers, and the foreign troops' own army, their combat power could be increased at least ten times.

But without cooperation and response, everyone attacked on their own.

Moreover, whether it is good or bad, the alien troops stationed at these defense lines will last for at most half an hour. Even if they have blocked the charge of the indigenous army in Panheng World, at most half an hour, they will retreat to the rear and hand over the defense mission to the next defense line.

Under this situation, the indigenous army of Panheng World ruled by Jukui and other guards had already penetrated millions of miles of the city, killing tens of millions of alien troops, and the indigenous people in Panheng World also lost countless losses.

Ji Hao felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart. The subordinates of the Blood Crown Saint did not seem to take the attack of the natives of Panheng World seriously. Ji Hao had the feeling that the other party was playing, yes, it was the game!

"Retreat!" A sharp roar came, and the strange creatures in the dozen or so wolf-headed humans who were preparing to cast spells in front of Ji Hao looked at Ji Hao deeply, raised the elbow scepter in his hand, and suddenly turned into strands of quicksand and escaped to the rear.

Countless wolf-headed creatures holding round shields and spears made long "Yeah" whistles. They turned around and retreated to the rear regardless of the dense arrows of the sky. The dense arrows fell on the backs of these wolf-headed creatures. This sudden evacuation instantly brought hundreds of thousands of deaths and injuries to them.

But these wolf-headed creatures did not take the death of their companions seriously at all. They quickly evacuated like a black tide, and disappeared into the surrounding palaces and pavilions in the blink of an eye.

The dull wings slammed with wings came, and countless beautiful faces and a pair of white winged humanoid creatures with long bows on their backs rose from the sky from the distant palace group. These beautiful creatures about two feet tall pulled their long bows and locked in Ji Hao and the vast native Panheng behind him. Then they heard the sound of a shaking sound of bowstrings, and countless arrows dragged rays of white streaming light.

On the ground, countless wooden spirits pulled their long bows, and the dense arrows as dense as rain rose into the air and shot towards the beautiful creatures.

Two arrows interspersed in the air, and soon there was a dense "beep" sound between heaven and earth. Countless arrows fell on Ji Hao and the wooden giants, and countless wooden spirits, and shadow leopards were penetrated by the arrows shot by the other party.

After the arrow shot by the opponent hit the target, it instantly exploded into a ball of extremely high temperature white flame, attached to Ji Hao's body and spread wildly. Ji Hao stood there motionless, and the flames of this level could not hurt him at all.

But the wooden giants around him made a shrill cry of pain, their bodies were quickly ignited, and high temperatures and flames surrounded their bodies, burning them layer by layer to ashes. In just a few breaths, at least 100,000 wooden giants were burned into a pool of ashes.

Those wooden spirits and shadow leopards were also ignited by the flames, and large white flames spread rapidly. Countless shadow leopards and wood spirits struggled and roared in the fire, and were soon turned into wisps of blue smoke by the white flames.

Dense arrows shot at the beautiful creatures, and countless fire shields condensed from white flames appeared in front of the beautiful creatures. The wooden arrows shot by the wood spirits burned wildly when they touched the fire shield, and no arrow could harm those beautiful creatures.

Dense white arrows fell from the sky overwhelmed by the sky, and countless wood giants, wood spirits and shadow leopards struggled and roared in the flames of the arrows.

Countless groups of poisonous insects rushed towards these beautiful creatures, but large white fires flew in the air, and large areas of poisonous insects squeaked and fell from high altitude. These beautiful creatures with wings on their backs caused the largest casualties since the war began to begin the indigenous army in Panheng World.

Countless arrows fell on the guards such as Jukui, and white fires lit up everywhere on their huge bodies.

It’s just that Jukui and others’ bodies are too huge and their bodies are too strong. These white flames just burned the tough bark on their bodies and could not cause substantial damage to their bodies.

Jukui and other guards roared loudly, and they waved their hammers, which triggered countless thunders to smash the beautiful creatures.

The beautiful creatures obviously could not fight against powerful beings of Jukui's level. Countless fire shields were broken, and green thunder fell on them, instantly turning them into balls of coke.

Ji Hao shouted loudly, and he followed Jukui, using one of Jukui's calves as a cover, and his six arms also waved the hammer forward fiercely. Countless green lightnings fell from the sky like sword lights. Yu Yu's divine thunder was fierce and domineering, like a sharp sword breaking through the air, instantly piercing the chests of millions of beautiful creatures.

At the same time, his seventy-two incarnations rushed out of countless wood spirits. They pulled their longbows and the "Guyu" arrows were in the air. Each arrow was transformed into ten, ten into hundreds, hundreds into thousands, and thousands into thousands of... In the blink of an eye, countless arrows suddenly surged ten thousand times, and the arrows shrouded the void, covering almost all the beautiful creatures.

With a hint of lingering and a hint of primitive vitality sprouting from the earth, the Grain Rain Arrow gently penetrated the white fire shield, smashing the beautiful creatures into a sieve.

In the glorious temple, a red light suddenly flashed through the huge golden divine mirror.

Seventy-three small red circles circled Ji Hao and his seventy-two clones at the same time. An old man responsible for manipulating the divine mirror shouted sternly: "High-risk targets? It's so strange. Except for the eight hundred big guys who have received the blessing of the world's will, among these weak indigenous creatures, there has never been a high-risk target at this level... Do you need to launch a cleaning blow against them?"
Chapter completed!