Half a year later, in the new enemy camp of the three factions, news from all directions was gathering like snowflakes towards this most important central nervous system.
I just heard news coming in all the time:
"Report...! The right wing of our human race is under fierce attack by the soul race. Now the first line of defense on the front line has been breached. Now Qingyun Mountain Songhezi is providing full support and trying to block the enemy on the front line of Black Pig Ridge."
"Report...! Our human left wing has broken through the Soul Clan's Yuping River defense line and is developing in depth towards the Soul Clan. Taiwei Pavilion Xin Linjun sent someone to ask whether to attack the Soul Clan camp immediately or consolidate the chance of victory. , waiting for support...."
In the center of the camp, an old Taoist was sitting with his eyes closed, as if he was wandering in the heavens. Although he looked very old, his skin was tight, his complexion was rosy, and he had fair hair and a childish face. He has an air of celestial spirit and transcendent worldliness, which shows that he is extremely profound.
So much so that although urgent news came from all directions, no one dared to disturb him.
After a while, Yun Xiangzi summarized all the situations, and then he dared to respectfully come to the old Taoist's seat and said:
"Qi Tian Cangzi's great uncle, the Soul Clan has fallen into the trap. I'll leave it up to my great uncle to decide what to do next!"
After listening to Yun Xiangzi's report, Tian Cangzi opened his slightly closed eyes, and said as if there was something in his eyes: "It turns out to be Xiangwa, you planned it very well this time! Whatever you do, just let it go. Just do it.”
"The old Taoist is here this time. Firstly, he will encourage you to wait, and secondly, he will prevent the other party's old bones from taking action easily and give you some pressure."
"Haha, I'm getting old, and my future still depends on you young people. It's rare for me to move my muscles. I wonder if the old bones of the Soul Clan will give me this chance this time..."
When Yun Xiangzi heard what Tian Cangzi said, he quickly and respectfully said: "Master-uncle is at his peak in the Spring and Autumn Period. Our human race still needs to rely on master-uncle to lead him. Master-uncle cannot talk about old age easily..."
Tian Cangzi laughed, raised his hand to block what Yun Xiangzi was about to say, waved his hand and said, "Okay, the military situation is urgent, so you don't have to talk to me anymore."
"You just go down and make arrangements. If those old bones on the other side dare to take action, I will know about it and you don't have to worry about it!"
"yes!"
Yun Xiangzi knew that it was useless to persuade him. The main reason was that the batch of elixirs that the old Taoist had put his efforts into had been poisoned by the Demon Sect. He was so discouraged that he came over on his own initiative, wanting to do his last bit for the three sects.
I heard that news has come out from Qingyun Mountain this time, and they are trying their best to capture Yun Xiaoxiao of the Hehuan Sect, regardless of life or death. It seems that this pot of elixir may be related to Yun Xiaoxiao...
Yun Xiangzi shook his head and secretly blamed himself: "How could I think of such strange things when we are facing a powerful enemy."
She thought about herself secretly, hid these gossips in her heart, and began to issue orders one by one like a flowing stream of energy.
Outside the main camp of the three sects, Xie Puzong was dressed in military uniform, full of energy and waiting at the foot of the peak with a group of monks from Qing Ning Valley.
The past six months have been extremely difficult for Qing Ning Valley. Although they have been valued by Longhu Mountain and arranged in some less critical positions, coupled with puppet assistance, half of the monks have been lost in this way.
However, the three factions obviously fought hard to block the Soul Clan's attack this time.
Not only were those like Qing Ninggu who were the first to send aid received heavy rewards, but the rewards for subsequent military exploits were also much richer than usual.
So much so that during this period of time, all the monks in Qing Ning Valley had bulging pockets. When it comes to using puppets, they often use more than a dozen of them at will, without being stingy. Obviously everyone knows that although money is good, you must first save your life.
Thinking of this, Xie Puzong looked at the Qing Ninggu monk behind him with emotion.
Although after half a year, the number of monks in front of me has decreased by half. But precisely because of this, these monks finally had a chilling air in their bodies. Even if they haven't fought against each other, their temperaments have changed drastically from what they were in Zhongzhou.
Xie Puzong simply calculated in his mind that although some of the monks in Qing Ning Valley were now damaged, the remaining combat power was not the same as before.
That is, once the war in the Southern Barbarians is over, the Soul Tribe will be completely driven out.
As long as they cultivate in Qing Ning Valley for another year and a half, some of the current Qi-nurturing disciples in the valley will gradually start to be able to successfully refine Qi.
With these disciples taking over, there will be a lot fewer monks now. But the current situation in Qingning Valley is much better than that in Zhongzhou at that time. The population base, territory, and spiritual land level are much better.
Thinking about these losses, as the puppet sales in the valley can start normally, I am afraid that they will all be made up for soon.
Thinking of this, Xie Puzong felt a little relieved. After all, being shrouded in horse leather is often the fate of monks. Only a few can really die in bed.
Over the years that I have been in Nanman, I have seen a lot about life and death, and I have gradually opened my eyes to it.
In fact, the dead are not terrible. As long as there is a continuous flow of new blood in the sect, the sect will gradually prosper.
Jie Puzong was in his reverie when suddenly a huge bell rang from the top of the mountain.
His spirits lifted and he knew that this was the signal for a general attack. Sure enough, after a while, many monks flew out from the camp, and one of the monks flew towards them, holding the flag in mid-air and loudly announced:
"Qing Ninggu listens to the order, and your troops will attack with Longhu Mountain. You must arrive at Baizhaotan within ten days and set up camp to wait for follow-up arrangements."
"Please also ask the person in charge to come forward and receive the order. Remember, if you disobey the order, you will be punished without mercy!"
"Yes!" Xie Puzong was clever and quickly went up and took over a big flag with 'Qing Ning' embroidered on it.
In fact, according to Qian Yunsheng's instructions, he always cheats and slips when he can, and avoids easy things and avoids heavy ones whenever he can. Coupled with his relationship with Longhushan, naturally Longhushan often turns a blind eye. He has never experienced such a tough battle.
This time, Qian Yunsheng strictly ordered him to get this task, and he even made special arrangements for this.
However, when he heard the four words "Kill without mercy", there was still a chill on the back of his neck.
But when he thought that Qian Yunsheng was also going out with the army this time, and it seemed that the Holy Aunt was preparing for it, another wave of confidence surged into his heart.
All he could see was that he suddenly waved the big flag he took over.
Even the two characters Qing Ning embroidered on it were filled with spiritual light, and the rays of light shining from it covered all the monks in Qing Ning Valley. Immediately all the monks standing below felt that they were much more courageous.
Xie Puzong nodded secretly. It seemed that Longhu Mountain was indeed good to them and gave them a good banner magic weapon.
He saw that the monks below were all invigorated by the big flag, and they flew into the air, shouting excitedly: "Everyone! How many of our compatriots and brothers and sisters have all died in this southern barbarian land."
"How many brothers in the clan, how many fathers and sons and daughters, and how much fraternal love there is among them!"
"Especially more than half a year ago, our Qing Ning Valley suffered a huge disaster. Almost every family was mourning, and their voices were heart-breaking! Who didn't cry in our Qing Ning Valley at that time?"
"The initiator of all this is none other than the Soul Clan!"
"Now, we have come with the power of the three factions and fought bloody battles for half a year. What do we want? Isn't it just to avenge our father, daughter, wife, children, and brothers in the clan!"
"Now, this opportunity has come!"
After saying that, Jie Puzong suddenly opened a large storage bag that had been prepared long ago, poured out countless spiritual materials and treasures, and piled them in front of the monks, and continued to encourage:
"Okay, this time I will go on an expedition with the three detachments, not only for the innocent people who died in our valley, but also for the sake of the world!"
"I won't say any more. You all have seen these things after thinking about it. I declare that as long as you can kill a soul racer of the same level, you can pick any one of the things here."
"If you can kill ten Soul Clan members, or kill one Soul Clan member over the next level, in addition to the things here, you will be rewarded with a hundred spiritual stones!"
After speaking, he typed out an exchange list and handed it to Sha Baili, letting him distribute it.
When Xie Puzong saw everyone staring at these treasures, his mood became even more intense. His voice changed again, and a faint cold air emerged from the gap between his teeth, and he knocked on the crowd and said:
