The battle of the Bai clan

"The dizu bloodline has many people. Just the half-ancestral realm experts are several times more than my bloodline, not to mention the nine Star realm yang God. Do you have any powerful formations that can help us block them?"

Bai Ying said.

The difference in strength between the two factions was too great. One or two helpers were useless. Only formations could help.

"A few!"

Tang Hao flicked his sleeve, and a set of formation disks flew out.

These were the ones he had refined to guard against the ancestor God.

"That's great!"

Bai Ying said in delight.

With these formations, they might not be able to block the enemy, but they could at least delay their attacks. As long as they waited for the second ancestors to return, the danger would naturally be resolved.

"Right, I'll arrange for you to stay first!"

She put away the formation, stood up, and led Tang Hao outside.