A heavy laugh came from the Thousand-Wing Ancient Ship. Yin Fukang's body bent and grew, turning into a giant standing tall. His huge palm stretched out into the sky, and a starry sky appeared in his palm, like a large ball covering the Thousand-Wing Ancient Ship.

The feathers slashed and collided with the starry sky, making a clanging sound!

Countless feathers were bounced away, but the starry sky was also penetrated. Yin Fukang bounced his fingers and bounced away the feather sword that penetrated into the curtain of the starry sky.

"Yin Fukang, King Yi!"

Sui Qinghong's face changed drastically, his body shook, and suddenly turned into a giant owl spanning the starry sky, with wings like a nebula hanging over the sky, with bird heads and human bodies, nine heads and heads. He sneered: "My Yulin Army is one of the 36th Army headquarters, and has one-sixth of the combat power of the imperial-level existence. King Yi, you want to use me as a soft persimmon, underestimate me! Yulin Army, form a formation!"

Tens of thousands of Yulin soldiers flapped their wings, and array flags flew out on their backs, and they were inserted into the air. Bird wing gods stood on the formation flag, and the bird claws grabbed the flagpole and shook their wings. I saw a big flag and a bird-headed god-man suddenly emerged in the Red Valley of Ten Thousand Stars, covering the yearly light-bearing wilderness in the center!

In the galaxy composed of flags and bird-winged gods, the array flag penetrates all bird-winged gods' magic power. The year-light feng is like an emperor who has opened a secret realm, and his aura sky surges!

This is what he said to have one-sixth of the combat power of the imperial-level existence!

Although he is an emperor in the Great Perfection Realm, he is still far from the Emperor's level. The Emperor's level has boundless power, and the Great Perfection Emperor is no match for him at all. Even one-sixth of the combat power is far superior to the Great Perfection Emperor.

Only innate gods and demons like the Innate Emperor can compete with the Emperor's existence.

Now Sui Qinghong coordinates all the power of gods and demons in the Yulin Army, so that his strength can reach one-sixth of his combat power at the imperial level.

In the huge flag and galaxy, countless bird-winged gods and men in the feather forest took their bows, and in an instant, countless arrows came out and shot towards the thousand-winged ancient ship.

These Yulin soldiers shot out an arrow, immediately stretched out their index finger and pointed their eyebrows, shouting: "Jie!Jie!Jie!"

The arrow feathers in the sky intersect in mid-air, changing directions, gathering into a torrent, chasing the Thousand-Winged Ancient Ship.

At the same time, the young Qinghong used his wings as a knife to slash at the ancient ship, but at this time the ancient ship shook and pierced into the void and disappeared. The tens of millions of arrow feathers suddenly lost their target. Tens of millions of bird-winged gods stood in the flag galaxy, pointing their fingertips at their eyebrows, scanning around, searching for the whereabouts of the ancient ship.

Sui Qinghong's winged divine sword cut into the void, half of the huge flesh wings disappeared in the void, and half exposed outside and moved rapidly. The divine sword chased the Thousand-Winged Ancient Ship, trying to force the ancient ship out of the void!

The unexpected attack of the Qianyi Ancient Ship just now caused more than 100,000 casualties in the Yulin Army, but this was just a small fight and never hurt the Yulin Army's vitality.

As one of the 36 military headquarters of the Heavenly Court, the Yulin Army commands the Bird Wing race in the world. Whether it is the gods, demons or demons, as long as they have wings, they must obey the orders of the Yulin Army.

The size of this army is conceivable!

"Star formation!" Sui Qinghong shouted loudly.

Tens of millions of bird-winged gods roared, and the star tubes behind them roared into the sky and flew into the red suns one after another.

Those star tubes fell into the sun, absorbed the energy of the red sun, and became larger and larger, turning into a cannon barrel that lasted thousands of miles long. Divine lights came out of the cannon barrel, intertwined and intertwined, woven into a network, shining the entire Red Valley of Ten Thousand Stars in a three-dimensional light network.

As long as the Thousand-Winged Ancient Ship appears, you will touch these light nets and be captured by the light nets. The gods and demons on the ship will be cut by the light and broken into pieces.

Zhong Yue chose to fight the Yulin Army to the death in Wanxinghong Valley. It was precisely because of the numerous stars here that formed a valley that made the Yulin Army difficult to escape. However, Sui Qinghong has experienced a long battle formation, but instead made the terrain here beneficial to him.

He is worthy of being a famous general and has outstanding qualities in marching and fighting!

Boom

The loud noise came, and Sui Qinghong had just breathed a sigh of relief. The Thousand-Winged Ancient Ship suddenly appeared, cutting into the flag galaxy, colliding along the huge star wheel, and crushing along the way. Wherever he passed, both the flag and the bird-winged gods and people were broken one after another.

This thousand-wing ancient ship did not appear anywhere else, but instead cut into the Yulin Army's formation and avoided those light nets.

At the bow of the ancient ship, Zhong Yue was stunningly burly and had the four symbols of Tai Chi in the innate Eight Trigrams. Under the rule of Eight Thousand Fuxi, the army of two thousand gods and demons stood in the Eight Formation Diagram, and countless hexagrams and runes around him were constantly changing.

On the ancient ship, the seven emperors each occupied the stern, the bridge, the left and right sides of the hull, two people on the stern, one person on the bridge, and one person on each on the four sides.

Everyone on the ship used their magical powers, and the magical weapons were sacrificed like rain, killing the bird-winged gods of the Yulin Army in the midst of chaos.

In Zhong Yue's Eight Formation Map, Chisong, Bingrong and other generals even raised the formation flag. As soon as the formation flag moved, each army would orderly sacrifice the divine weapons and kill them outwards. Wherever the divine weapons passed, corpses of gods and demons fell from the air.

As the ancient ship flapped its wings and flew, the place where thousands of pairs of innate flesh wings passed was even more bloody rain, without any obstacles!

Sui Qinghong was furious and slashed at the ancient ship with his wings. It was almost the power of the emperor, and he was invincible!

But at this moment, Zhong Yue suddenly sacrificed the Fusang sacred tree, and the emperor's power filled the air, and he brushed the winged slash. The sword tree collided, and the ancient ship vibrated violently, and disappeared with a swish.

The Sui Qinghong's Winged Divine Sword was flying countless feathers, and was also shocked. The other wing turned into a divine sword and slashed into the void, roaring and roaring: "Come out for me!"

He pressed his fingertips on his eyebrows: "Qi! Qi! Qi! Qi! Qi!"

He took the initiative to control the magic arrows shot by the Yulin Army, and his powerful and boundless spirit condensed into a terrifying spiritual consciousness, controlling all the actions of tens of millions of magic arrows.

The tens of millions of arrow feathers gathered into a torrent of magical arrows and shot into the void. Countless arrows were like huge magical arrows, chasing the traces of the Thousand-Winged Ancient Ship!

Suddenly the space fluctuated violently, and the Thousand-winged Ancient Ship was shot by tens of millions of magical arrows, blasting out of the space. Countless streams of arrows hit the ancient ship, making it difficult for the ancient ship to stabilize.

The thousand wings behind the Qinghong opened, turned into a thousand-mouthed winged divine sword, and in an instant it bloomed like a peacock spreading its tail, slashing towards the thousand-winged ancient ship!

"Sucheli Jun Heshucheli!Sucheli Jun Heshucheli"

The obscure Taoist sound suddenly sounded at the bow of the ship, and Zhong Yue recited the innate divine words on his mouth. Suddenly the space fluctuated violently and continued to expand. The layer by layer of space expanded outward, layer by layer.

The countless magical arrows shot around the ancient ship as if they became extremely slow. In fact, the speed of these arrow feathers was not slow at all, but were divided into different spaces and shuttled through these spaces. Therefore, from a distance, it looked like a small mosquito was flying slowly.

Sui Qinghong's winged sword fell down and shattered all these spaces. However, the Thousand-winged ancient ship had taken the opportunity to rush into the flag galaxy, rushing all the way and starting a killing!

In a short period of time, the Yulin Army lost millions of gods and demons.

"King Yi is going to destroy my formation, it's not that simple!"

Sui Qinghong's body shook, and the galaxy formed by the tens of millions of bird-winged gods behind him suddenly dropped. Sui Qinghong stood in it, spreading its thousand-winged god sword, spreading it flat on the surface of the galaxy, constantly cutting it off!

"Sui Qinghong is indeed not a false reputation when he can become the commander of the Yulin Army!"

Yin Fukang couldn't help but exclaim: "This method and this reaction are all first-class geniuses!"

Zhong Yue was forced out of the Yulin Army's galaxy. If he wanted to enter the galaxy again, he needed to compete with Sui Qinghong's winged divine sword. With the combat power of one-sixth of the emperor-level existence of Sui Qinghong, it would be absolutely dangerous to compete with him in the galaxy!

Zhong Yue said coldly: "Then let's compete with him head-on and see how his abilities and formation changes are! Start!"

The Fusang sacred tree soared from the ship, and countless shackles danced and plunged into the galaxy of the Yulin Army. This sacred tree became taller and taller and more magnificent, causing the rotating galaxy to come to an abrupt end and no longer operated!

Sui Qinghong was shocked. It was definitely not a good thing for the Yulin Army's formation to stop operating. Only when the formation was operated can he reach one-sixth of the combat power of the imperial level, while the stopping operation made him feel that his power was constantly weakening.

He slashed countless sword lights at the Fusang sacred tree, but he could not shake the imperial weapon of the sacred tree. He just made the galaxy run slightly, but then he became stagnant again.

Sui Qinghong's face was solemn. He looked up at Zhong Yue. The nine bird heads and nine eyes were extremely sharp. When it landed on Zhong Yue's face, it even made him feel a tingling feeling.

Zhong Yue tried his best to activate the Fusang sacred tree to suppress the Yulin Army’s galaxy, and had no time to activate the Thousand-winged Ancient Ship, which docked under the tree. On the ancient ship, Yin Fukang led six emperor-level clan elders to slowly get off the ship, with a solemn expression, and each of them sacrificed their divine weapons.

"The King Yi is indeed extraordinary."

Sui Qinghong's heart sank, and the galaxy stopped moving, causing his power to gradually weaken. One of his heads spoke and said in a deep voice: "But I have three deputy commanders under my command, and I have notified Senior Brother Lou Zhengshi that at the speed of Senior Brother Lou Zhengshi, it takes only two or three days to come here."

In the Yulin Star River, the three deputy commanders rose slowly, with vast bodies. Some had fire wings growing behind them, some had eight pairs of wings, and one emperor was a Suzaku Emperor!

"The coach of the year is too worried."

Zhong Yue looked calm and said, "Master Lou Zheng will not come. If he comes, the Tianhe Naval Master will have no commander. At the speed of my ship, I will definitely be able to take the opportunity to kill the Tianhe Naval Master and eliminate the Tianhe Naval Master! As the head coach, he understands this principle and will definitely not come to rescue him."

Sui Qinghong's pupils shrank suddenly, and Jiusong giggled: "King Yi, do you think you can take me? I wonder how much of your army can be safe after this battle?"

Zhong Yue said coldly: "It's more than you anyway! After this battle, your Yulin Army can be removed from the 36 divisions of the Heavenly Court!"

Sui Qinghong looked around and saw that the star tube could no longer be used. If this star tube net was activated, even his own Yulin Army would be chopped down. Now there is only one way to go for bloody battles!

The Yulin Army is good at speed. If you don’t fight positions with the opponent, you often leave with just one touch, just like a pack of wolves. After tearing the opponent’s weak points into pieces, you will immediately withdraw before the opponent’s superior forces can arrive.

Now, Zhong Yue used his imperial troops to settle the Yulin Army's formation, smoothing out the biggest strengths of the Yulin Army, forcing him to fight a positional battle!

Position war is equivalent to using one's own weaknesses to face the opponent's strengths!

"So that's the case!"

The young man inhaled a long breath, and countless bird-winged gods and men in the galaxy flew into the six light wheels behind his head. There were 20 million gods and demons, constantly rotating and flying around the light wheel behind his head.

"Then let's fight to the end!"

Sui Qinghong shouted loudly and flapped his wings and slashed at Zhong Yue! To be continued., Your support is my greatest motivation.
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