At dusk, on the distant horizon, a gray world covered the sky and the sun, like dark clouds before a storm. The dense darkness began to slowly approach Qingyun Sect.
Wherever it passes, life is cut off. Whether ordinary animals or monsters, they all silently lost their vitality after coming into contact with this dark world and turned into corpses.
After the contact, the vegetation withered one after another, and even the earth was dyed with a layer of dull black, turning into a dead ground, becoming an excellent place to raise corpses. If there were no external influences, I am afraid that this land would have been It will not come back to life for a hundred years.
In the Qingyun Sect's mountain gate and in the solemn hall, all the monks looked at the scene coming back from the front line with an indescribable solemnity in their eyes.
Everyone present knew that the bloody feud that had lasted for three thousand years in the land of immortal cultivation in Lingnan was finally coming to an end today.
The war started like this without any warning.
There were no forward probings, no rear harassment, and no earth-shattering announcements.
Some are just an afternoon as usual, under such lazy and drowsy sunshine, a gray world, just like this, carrying the souls of the dead that have been accumulated for decades, silently marching to the front line Comes covered.
And from the beginning, the demon cultivators went all out.
There was not even a wave of zombies mixed with demonic cultivators attacking the front line like in previous wars, but the natural disaster of the undead was directly suppressed.
Only by blocking it can the Qingyun Sect be able to continue the battle. If it cannot be blocked, it will be directly taken away by the endless wave of death in this dark world!
After thinking about this clearly, all the monks in the hall looked at the three golden elixir masters above the main seat.
The natural disaster of the undead in front of them is no longer something that ordinary monks can withstand. Anyone who touches it will be eroded into a dead corpse or bones.
Even the Golden elixir cultivator would probably feel resentful on the spot when he was consumed by such almost endless death energy!
Therefore, if there is no effective way to solve this undead natural disaster, I am afraid that they will not even be able to block the first attack of the demon cultivator!
Master Changqing, who was also aware of this, faced everyone's vaguely expectant eyes. He did not show any panic on his face. Instead, he sat on the main seat with a calm expression, as if he could not cope with the terrifying undead natural disaster in front of him. It can be easily broken.
Master Chang Qing, who has lived for nearly seven hundred years, naturally knows that no matter how big something happens, even if the sky falls, the leader must remain calm and not show a trace of panic, otherwise the team will not be so easy to lead.
His eyes slowly swept over the people in the venue, and asked word by word, sentence by sentence, in a deep voice: "How is the great migration of the mortal monks in the rear areas going?"
Zhang Zhiming stood up immediately after hearing this: "More than 70% of the monks and mortals have moved to the soulless land behind the mountain gate. Most of the remaining 30% are disobeying our orders and unwilling to leave their homeland."
"Since they are unwilling to leave, then according to the plan, we will set up a secret operation and use them as a means to weaken the zombie tide!" Master Changqing said coldly.
"Yes!" Zhang Zhiming's face turned cold when he heard the order.
Originally, I wanted to give them a way to survive. Since they are so greedy for money, don't blame yourself for being ruthless.
In order to win the war, the monks of Qingyun Sect will not commit any acts of womanly kindness!
Immediately afterwards, Master Changqing looked at Zhang Mengyao again: "How are you preparing over there?"
"Nearly 30,000 monks have been incorporated into the defensive formation of the Qingyun Sect's mountain gate. Millions of spiritual stones can be removed at any time to replenish the formation consumption, war supplies, and 3.21 million various types of spiritual talismans. One million and two thousand elixirs for combat recovery, 37,000 standard spiritual weapons... everything is ready."
Master Changqing nodded and looked at Zhang Hao, who immediately understood:
"Under my leadership, the formation masters in the sect have secretly tampered with the protective formations of major cities and connected them with the underground spiritual veins. If there is something wrong, they can detonate it at any time and explode it into white ground. !”
Whether it is a large-scale retreat from the rear, the deployment of troops, or even the secret transfer of new disciples, one by one, every thing is being arranged continuously in the sect hall.
And when it came to the end, after everything else was discussed, all the monks in the room fell silent.
Next, is the most critical and important question:
How should they stop the undead disaster in front of them?
This was no longer a problem that could be dealt with in the foundation-building stage, so almost all the foundation-building monks in the hall once again looked at Master Changqing.
Master Changqing said nothing, looking straight at the undead natural disaster in the scene in front of him, bending his fingers and tapping the arm of the chair with his knuckles, with an inexplicable expression.
Finally, as if he had made up his mind, his expression became extremely serious, and he looked directly at Lin Chen:
"How are you preparing?"
Um? !
After hearing these words, all the monks in the venue couldn't help but look at Lin Chen with surprise in their eyes.
Even ordinary golden elixir monks dare not touch the edge of such natural disasters of the undead, but the Patriarch actually put the solution on the Foundation Establishment True Successor in front of him?
Should it be said that he has been away for nearly thirty years, but still firmly holds the position of true disciple and hides the secret of the true disciple?
As expected, there was only a wrong name, not a wrong number. The other party's mystery and terror were no weaker than those of the top experts in the Lingnan immortal world!
However, the opponent is just a foundation-building monk, so it is simply incomprehensible how he can defeat the natural disaster of the undead that even Jindan Zhenren cannot resist.
Although many of them knew about the creation of the Heavenly Meteor Mountain, and some even participated in it, only the three Jindan Masters of the Qingyun Sect understood its true intentions.
The other monks, no matter how much they guessed, never expected that Lin Chen actually planned to use this large mountain range of nearly a thousand meters and nearly 70% of the spiritual veins in the Qingyun Sect area as a high-altitude projectile to destroy the natural disaster of the undead!
Facing everyone's surprised and incomprehensible gazes, Lin Chen had no expression on his face, but said in a deep voice:
"The Mountain of Meteor has been created and can be launched into the sky at any time, but the chosen position must be grasped well, otherwise, under that terrifying collision, these millions of corpses will not be wiped out, but they will all perish together! "
After hearing this, Master Changqing nodded solemnly.
During this period, he assisted Lin Chen in conducting many launch experiments on the Skyfall Mountain. After secretly conducting many high-altitude throwing experiments, he could naturally vaguely guess its power, and knew what Lin Chen said. Not false.
If it goes well, it may be possible to defeat a million zombies, but if something goes wrong, it will be okay if the power is too small, but if it is too powerful, we will both die!
Facing everyone's surprised and puzzled looks, Master Changqing said in a deep voice: "Just in case, I will ask Junior Brother Zhentian to assist you!"
What? !
The faces of everyone in the venue changed when they heard this, and huge waves surged in their hearts.
What on earth is this mysterious true successor going to do next, so that he can actually allow a golden elixir master to assist a foundation-building monk? !
This has never been heard of in the three thousand years of inheritance and memory of Qingyun Sect.
Lin Chen felt everyone's surprised gazes, but nodded without any expression on his face: "Okay."
In Lin Chen's view, it doesn't matter who assists or what his status is.
The only thing he cares about is the opponent's ability, and Zhentian's talents and talents in the formation are top-notch. If placed in an outside world with abundant resources, he will definitely become a Nascent Soul Master who has been in power for three thousand years. Such a The character is already qualified enough to assist him.
The person above the throne also nodded with puzzled eyes and agreed to this arrangement.
Having lived for so many years, knowing that the situation was urgent, and having created an extraordinary purpose together with the formation, he naturally would not show his arrogant attitude at any time.
"Now that everything has been arranged, next..." Master Changqing stood up, slowly swept his eyes across the monks in the field, and said solemnly, "Everyone, let's start our respective tasks."
"Who lives and who dies, who can win the final victory and take charge of the entire Lingnan Palm depends on this battle. So everyone, please!"
"yes!"
One after another, the spiritual light disappeared in the palace, and with the issuance of instructions one after another, the Qingyun Sect's war machine began to slowly rotate.
Danxia Peak's ground fire is on full blast, day and night, and a steady stream of ammunition is being refined and distributed one after another. The monks at Lingfu Peak are drawing talismans day and night, and the people from the Law Enforcement Hall are doing their best to eliminate the demons that have been identified in the Zhongzong Sect. Xiu Anzi...
An urgent, solemn atmosphere, with dark clouds pressing over the city and the approaching army, enveloped the vast area of Qingyun Sect.
Everything started to work the moment this undead natural disaster appeared.
Master Changqing stood alone in the sect's main hall, looking at the front line with deep and solemn eyes: "This day has finally arrived... I only hope that the final victory belongs to us!"
And at this moment, the front line.
Just as Master Changqing and others were discussing decisions at the rear, the terrifying natural disaster of the undead had already crossed over from the distant horizon and arrived in front of the huge city wall on the front line!
At this time, the monks on the frontline city wall looked down and could clearly see the dense and endless tide of corpses, as well as the ferocious and pale looks on their faces full of desire for life!
Then, under the desperate gaze of the monks on the city wall, this dark, lifeless world slammed into the formation on the city wall!
(End of chapter)
