I Know This God

Back to the time when the Holy See just started the offensive, Morgana Li Changsheng and other top combat forces went to the eastern coastal defense line to resist Kyle, while Xie Yuyan sat in the Kyushu Palace and commanded the overall battle.

"Qianqian, is it in place?"

Jie Yuyan's voice came from the earphones. Song Qianqian stood on the northern defense line, looking at the dark and crushing Paladin army outside the city with cold eyes.

"I'm in place."

"Well, there are also many defenders in the west. The north will be handed over to you."

"no problem."

Song Qianqian responded and pressed the earphone to temporarily cut off the connection.

Next to him is the general guarding here.

He looked at the black army outside, and even the martial king-level masters flying in the sky were densely packed, and his expression was ugly.

"Miss Song, what did the palace say? When will the support come?"

He only saw Song Qianqian coming over, naturally thinking that there were other reinforcements yet to arrive, but he didn't expect to see Song Qianqian speaking indifferently.

"No, I just support."

"You?" He was shocked when he heard the words, and then said awkwardly, "Miss Song, it's not that I look down on you, but this time, there are five or six martial arts powerhouses over there, and we are the only one here. ,this……"

Song Qianqian gently shook her head: "It's okay."

"As long as the number of people does not exceed a certain limit, there is not much difference between one martial sage or five or six martial sages for me."

With that, the mana surging in her body, she changed into the air.

"Hold the city wall and don't let anyone come near!"

When the general heard this, he could only nod his head, and quickly conveyed the order.

And here, Song Qianqian quickly flew above the sky, overlooking the boundless army.

Among the Vatican army, many people saw Song Qianqian alone coming out, and they became suspicious.

"Who is that?"

"The Kyushu sent her to fight alone? Could it be that he is in the Martial God Realm?"

"I do not know."

It’s no wonder they think so. There are six Wu Sheng who came to attack the northern realm this time. Although five of them were forcibly promoted to the realm of Wu Sheng by Kyle, the remaining one is the peak of Wu Sheng. Sokri.

Seeing Song Qianqian's figure, he felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Over there, Song Qianqian rose above the sky, and then her mana surged and her hands opened.

"Get up!"

As soon as the voice fell, the earth began to vibrate, as if a strong earthquake occurred in an instant.

Those above the Martial King realm in the air are fine, but they are more ordinary Paladins below the Martial King. Under this kind of vibration, it doesn't matter if they are untenable. Many unlucky ones are directly cracked by the earth. Swallowed through the gap.

However, what Song Qianqian did was obviously more than just triggering an earthquake. On the ground, the soil was floating in the air, and then they gathered into huge blocks of soil, intertwined with each other.

It wasn't until this moment that Sokri suddenly remembered that this place was also the girl who used a strange formation to trap the Paladin army for half a month.

"not good!"

Seeing that the formation had risen, Sokri's expression remained unchanged, and he flew up quickly, and escaped before the formation was about to close.

But other people were not so lucky. Numerous clods surrounded them, and several Paladin legions were directly surrounded, and they were caught in a strange situation in the strange door of Dunjia.

If it was just like the last time, they would have been trapped at best, but after so long, Song Qianqian had obviously made more gains.

I saw her hand's decisive method suddenly one side, and it was originally just trapped on the other side, and boundless murderous intent poured out.

"Kill the formation!"

In that formation, lightning and spikes attacked from time to time. Among those martial king-level masters, many people found the way inadvertently and were hit directly.

As for those below the Martial King realm, this hit was death on the spot, and the screams continued in the great formation.

In the sky, Sokri looked at the losing paladin through the gap of the big formation, his face getting darker and darker.

He had seen the power of this formation before, and he hadn't seen it for a few years, and it became even more terrifying.

With this formation, it is not a dream for one person to resist a thousand army, but it can happen in real!

"Damn it, stop me!"

So Keli knew that he couldn't go on like this, so he shouted angrily, and then rushed towards Song Qianqian.

He doesn't understand the formation, but he also knows that as long as the formation is caught, the formation can be broken!

On the other side, looking at Sokri flying fast, Qianqian's decision was getting faster and faster, and almost a ghost image was swept away.

These various changes are also accompanied by a huge consumption of mana.

And just when Sokri was about to arrive, she finally finished, and the decisive action in her hands suddenly stopped.

"Formation!"

The mana transmitted from Song Qianqian's body was finally disconnected at this moment.

The big formation is complete, and then the formation can continue to run without any control, and she can also free up her hands.

Over there, Sokri had already chased him. The black light in his hand flashed, and he made a knife in one hand. Although it was a fleshy palm, there was a sharp edge that was a sharp weapon.

Song Qianqian's face changed when she saw it, and then she grabbed the air with one hand. The invisible wind quickly condensed into substance.

"Tiangang thirty-six stunts, good offices for good luck."

The mediation of good fortune, creating something out of nothing, taking death as a living, changing everything, this invisible wind directly condenses into a crimson whip in her hands.

Sokri slashed down, Song Qianqian directly raised the whip to resist, and then saw Song Qianqian's mana prosperous, the gravity around it became strange.

This sudden change made Sokri unable to stabilize her figure for a while, causing Song Qianqian to pull away. But at least it was the peak of Martial Saint, he quickly adjusted his focus and caught up again.

"Where to run!"

...

At the same time, on the western defense line of Kyushu, Chen Minghui led the other martial sages, fighting non-stop.

The western defense line is where the Holy See has invested the most in martial arts powerhouses. At this glance, there are actually more than 20 more.

Although they are only low-level martial sages, with his strength, one hit two or even one hit three is not a problem, but so many martial sages are undoubtedly a shadow that looms over everyone's hearts.

"Damn it, why does the Holy See suddenly have so many martial arts?"

Because of the lack of high-end combat power, the western defense had to retreat to the city's defense less than half an hour after the start of the war. The pressure can be imagined.

"No way, there are too many sages of the Holy See, we can't stand it, ask for support!"

As Chen Minghui reported, Jie Yuyan's equally anxious voice came from the earphones: "After a while, Indian reinforcements will arrive soon."

"If it really doesn't work, return to Cangcheng to defend."

Chen Minghui gritted his teeth and was preparing to let everyone hold on for a while, but suddenly, he saw that there were many more people in the adventure group in the city.