"What?!" As soon as these words came out, it was like a stone that stirred up thousands of waves. All the uninformed monks, whether they were Qingyun Sect, family, casual cultivators, etc., had a look of deep astonishment on their faces when they heard this.
Those monks who dared to fight against the demonic cultivators and were powerful were fine. At most, they were surprised by this incident. However, those monks who were accustomed to hiding behind the scenes and were good at conspiracy and tricks, letting others go up to fight and then secretly plunder the benefits. But their expressions couldn't help but change one after another, looking extremely ugly.
When it comes to strategizing, shouting slogans, and competing for interests, they are good at it. Not to mention deceiving superiors and concealing inferiors, they can even pretend to take credit. But if they are actually doing things and fighting hard, every one of them will win. kneel!
Let them rush thousands of miles to attack the Xuanyin Gate in the middle of the night. Isn't this going to cost them their lives? They have a noble status and should be coordinating the overall situation in the rear. It should be those fools who sacrifice their lives!
No, you absolutely cannot join the battle tonight!
This thought popped up in their minds one after another.
"Grandmaster, are you too hasty to start the war tonight? If you start a war rashly, if you are not careful, something big may happen!"
"Yes, Patriarch, we can mobilize the entire army to join the war tomorrow, why rush now!"
"Grandmaster, after the last battle, I was seriously injured and have not recovered. It's okay to go to the battlefield. I'm afraid it will hold back the sect!"
Immediately, objections arose one after another in the venue, among which the leaders of the small forces from all sides and the elders in charge of the sect were shouting extremely fiercely.
Standing in the air, Zhenjun Qingyang looked at the noisy crowd and the rising and falling objections. His face was expressionless when he saw this, but he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
How could he, who had lived for hundreds of years and was in charge of a sect, not be able to see the inner thoughts of those clamoring under him? But this was exactly his plan.
Although he had been in seclusion to break through, after the previous sect war, he naturally knew through open and secret inspections that most of the people gathered in the field now were in the previous war, doing their best to cheat and cheat, regardless of the overall situation. Those who hide behind to save their lives.
These people did not work or contribute during the war, but once the war was over, they began to actively fight for power, grab credit, and even persecute the loyal members of the sect.
But speaking of it, it is really ironic. Those loyal, brave, and kind monks died in the confrontation with the demon cultivators and in the defense of Qingyun Sect, and even their family members and disciples were not left behind. And those timid, The cowardly, treacherous man who only cares about himself managed to survive, and instead stole the fruits of victory.
Perhaps they thought that for the sake of post-war governance and the so-called overall situation, True Lord Qingyang would eventually compromise with them. After all, the bottom level had to be managed by people.
However, Lin Chen suggested to True Lord Qingyang that all these people and their family disciples be thrown into the counterattack and let them die directly in Xuanyin Sect, and then change the sect's future management model to allow those with outstanding abilities to take over. .
Although the post-war rule may fall into a period of emptiness, without foreign enemies, the Qingyun Sect, which has lost these moths, will definitely develop better in the future. Even if it cannot avoid fighting for power sooner or later, it is better than letting a group of moths steal the fruits of victory. Well come.
'Although Junior Brother Lin's suggestion is harsh, it is better for these people to be dead than alive! True Lord Qingyang looked down, his eyes cold.
Facing the noisy crowd, he didn't say much, but a huge, terrifying, mountain-like power suddenly filled his body. It pressed down from the sky, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on top, as if it blocked the sky and blocked the sun!
At this moment, the expressions of all the monks in the venue suddenly changed.
Because at this moment, they only felt that a giant beast appeared in the mid-air, with eyes like the full moon and sharp teeth like blades. It was looking down at them without saying a word, as if it was watching a beast under them on the roadside. Little ants.
In the sky, on the ground, in the souls of all living things... this terrifying giant beast seems to be rising from the sky, projecting the infinite power of destruction onto everyone's heads, and endless despair and fear are completely eliminated. It enveloped everyone present!
Such fear, such despair, as if the other party could die without a burial place just by exhaling slightly!
At this moment, everyone was shocked to the spot!
Nascent Soul-level monks are far superior to low-level monks like them, not only in terms of destructive power, but also in terms of life level. The former's mere coercion cannot be resisted by them!
"I have said that all the monks in our field will gather at midnight tonight and rush thousands of miles to attack Xuanyin Sect! Does anyone have any opinions on this?!"
True Lord Qingyang's face was expressionless, but the intimidation and determination contained in his tone made the opponents in the venue tremble in their hearts and stuttered to the point where they could no longer say a word.
For a moment, the venue was silent.
Seeing this, True Lord Qingyang sneered, stretched out his hand, and a stream of spiritual light flew out of his sleeve.
And these flying auras turned into huge ships in the blink of an eye, steadily appearing in the open space beside them.
These building boats are about tens of feet long, nearly ten feet wide, and five or six feet high. The entire hull of the ship is made of blue green wood, with wonderful talismans carved on it.
There are also countless vines growing on it, forming various spiritual plants such as message flowers, hyacinths, and dandelions.
"Everyone, board the ship!" A cold voice echoed in the world. Many people's hearts trembled and they couldn't stop cursing in their hearts. However, they did not dare to show even the slightest expression on their faces and could only stand in line obediently. Teams boarded the ship one after another.
"They are really such damn bitches. If they could have resisted, I might have given them a higher look, but they fell to their knees so quickly!" Looking at this scene, Zhang Zhiming sneered from beside Lin Chen.
As the future top figure of the Qingyun Sect and a real high-level executive, he really doesn't have a good impression of these guys who are sneaky and sneaky and will only harm the interests of the sect.
"If they had had the courage, how could they have reached this point today? They would have stood out long ago and become a generation of romantic figures, with a chance of becoming a golden elixir." Lin Chen responded lightly.
"That's right..." Zhang Zhiming nodded in agreement, but then he looked at Lin Chen and said softly, "But having said that, this long-distance attack on Xuanyin will be quite dangerous after all. I hope Lin... Senior brother, please be more careful!"
This attack was to steal a home, but it was impossible to go out in force, someone must stay behind.
The Zhentian people stayed because of their ability to perform Dharma images, and headed by Zhang Zhiming, Xu Mengyun and other elders who had suffered heavy losses in the previous battle also stayed. With them here and relying on the sect's formations, even if When Shura's clone attacks, he can also support him until he is rescued.
"I know how to do it. Remember to play the show on the sect's side well." Lin Chen nodded, and then turned into a spiritual light and flew to it, while Zhang Mengyao, Zhang Hao and others followed closely behind.
Soon, one after another bright spiritual lights lit up from the spaceships one after another. With the loud sound of breaking wind, they soared into the sky one after another, and then used invisibility skills to disappear in the night.
Then, taking advantage of the dark moon and high winds, he flew up into the clouds in the sky and rushed straight towards the Xuanyin Gate!
"I hope everything goes well." Xu Mengyun looked at the flying Qingyun flying boat, a flash of worry flashed in her beautiful eyes, and murmured.
"That's natural." Zhang Zhiming replied without hesitation, "Victory belongs to us!"
Xu Mengyun did not reply, but looked at the blue cloud flying boat rising into the sky and gradually disappearing into the dark night. She couldn't help but sigh slightly, and there was an inexplicable gloominess in her expression.
However, neither the monks who stayed behind nor Lin Chen and others who rushed thousands of miles away noticed that as the flying boat left, a figure quietly followed.
(End of chapter)
