"Hahahaha... How can such a major event like slaying demons and defending the Dao be without the Yin Yang Palace of Lailing Island?"
The owner of this voice was hundreds of miles away from the big tent one moment, and the next moment he was standing in front of everyone. His speed was evident.
"I, Yu Daosheng, have come here to help all of you fellow Taoists. The old man has come uninvited. I hope all of you fellow Taoists won't be offended!"
Chen Jing saw that the person coming was an old man with red hair, red beard and red hair, red face and red eyebrows. His expression was extremely arrogant, and his whole body exuded a hot and violent aura.
"Old weird demigod?" Chen Jing's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help being shocked, "Not the false god of Nascent Soul Dzogchen, but a real demigod monk who has stepped into the threshold of becoming a god!"
"Hahaha...it turns out to be fellow Taoist Fish," Kong Wu laughed and started to greet, "You old guy is so good at joking. You can come to help me. It's too late for me to be happy, so how can I blame you? you?"
"I didn't expect that after so many years of seeing you, you have already entered the demigod realm. I am really happy and congratulated!" Sora said and bowed again.
Lu Ziwei also said politely: "With an old guy like you here to help, we don't have to worry about the vicious corpse being immortal. Even if it really becomes the immortal bone, with such a lineup, we are still worried about him... Haha Ha ha!"
Yu Daosheng also smiled along with him, returned the favor to the two of them, and then said politely:
"Why are you like a fiery old man like me, gathering an army to destroy other people's zombie lairs without even saying hello?
It made me, the old man, almost miss the main event. You are so impatient, are you still afraid that the dead body will escape? "
Kongwu replied: "Of course I'm not afraid of it running away. There are two reasons why we took action so quickly. The first is to catch these zombies off guard, lest the head-bending zombie really evolves successfully.
The second reason is that my senior brother’s thousandth birthday is coming soon, and I don’t want to delay congratulating him on his birthday because of this corpse disaster! "
Kongwu added: "Counting the days, there are only a few days left. Next month will be the birthday. Fellow Taoist Fish can just have a cup of longevity wine before returning to Lailing Island!"
Yu Daosheng replied: "I am dissatisfied with the lack of Taoist friends in Kong. Old man, I came out of the island just to celebrate the birthday of Master Kong Lingzi. Because I arrived early, I heard that there was a corpse causing trouble here, so I came to join in. Join in the fun, luckily you’re not late!”
After the three people exchanged greetings, Kong Wu and Chen Jing introduced Yu Daosheng.
After Yu Daosheng learned Chen Jing's identity, he was quietly surprised in his heart. The Daoxian Sect was a big mountain pressing on their Yin Yang Lord's house.
Yu Daosheng greeted each other again and exchanged polite greetings with the remaining Nascent Soul monsters.
Two hours passed quickly while everyone was chatting.
The low sound of horns sounded from the camp, and the dense army of monks quickly gathered in the ruins of the Lan Palace Square. The monks lined up and gathered together, and the energy flowed through the rainbow.
Hearing the sound of the rallying horn, a group of Yuanying old monsters immediately stopped chatting, surrounded Chen Jing and left the tent, heading towards the square.
Jiang Yitian looked at the dust mirror in front of him like stars holding the moon, with a very complicated expression.
Several times, he wanted to go up and talk to Chen Jing, but unfortunately he was stopped by Zheng Yuan and Chen Tian beside him. According to these two people, they had offended Chen Jing, so it was better to hide away.
Jiang Yitian didn't take it seriously, but he couldn't resist the two of them, so he had no choice but to hold back and not talk to Chen Jing. At that moment, the three of them hung behind everyone and walked out of the tent.
As soon as Chen Jing came out of the big tent, he was teleported by Kong Yue to the command platform in the middle of the army. As for the other Yuanying old monsters, they teleported to the front of the team.
Lin Lujing, who was also brought to the command platform by Kong Yue, could see that Jiang Yitian and his two guardian elders did not teleport to the front of the team.
Instead, he drove a flying chariot and quickly flew to the middle of the disciples in the Immortal Valley.
When the monks saw that all the Yuanying elders were in place, they shouted loudly at the same time, and their fighting intent immediately rose into the sky, pointing directly at the sky.
Seeing this scene, Kong Yue, who was sitting on the podium with Chen Jing, immediately stood up, took a colorful command flag from somewhere, held it with one hand, and immediately waved it forward.
Special spiritual power fluctuations instantly rippled from the command flag and spread to every monk.
"Set off!"
Kong Yue shouted loudly again.
This shout, accompanied by the special spiritual power of Ling Qi, was transmitted to the ears of every monk very clearly.
At the same time, horns sounded and war drums sounded.
The army of monks also took to the sky in response, and all kinds of spiritual light suddenly filled the sky. The fighting spirit surged, as if they were going to break a big hole in the sky.
Chen Jing sat on the platform and looked at Kong Yue beside him with great astonishment. He did not expect that the roaring Kong Yue would be the commander-in-chief of this battle.
Chen Jing felt the sudden excitement on Kong Yue's body, with a look of surprise on his face.
As for Lin Lujing, who was standing behind the two of them.
At this moment, there was no time to take into account the subtle changes taking place on the podium, and no time to appreciate Kong Yue, a thousand-year-old general with a strong sense of contrast.
I saw his old eyes scanning back and forth among the army of monks, and his old face was full of shock.
Lin Lujing had never seen such a grand scene in front of him in his life.
He saw an army of thousands of monks, like an invincible giant sword, tearing apart the void with great sharpness and stabbing towards the imperial mausoleum of the Lan Kingdom thousands of miles away.
The eight Yuanying old monsters took the lead, and the powerful pressure spread, as if it were the tip of this giant sword, piercing the void, leading the army forward, with a momentum like breaking a bamboo.
Four hundred-foot-long monsters followed closely behind the old monster Yuanying, and their ferocious aura emanated, making Lin Lujing tremble in his heart.
Four giant beasts stepped in the air, with silver-white horns on their huge heads. As they breathed in and out, the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth was stirred by them.
This beast has the head of a lion and the body of an ox. Its snow-white neck hair is fluttering in the wind. When its fleshy hooves are in the air, a whip tail in the shape of a giant python is swinging randomly.
The aura was extremely breathtaking. If Lin Lujing guessed correctly, these were four thunder-horned beasts. They were good at thunder attacks and were the natural enemies of the most evil things.
The Thunderhorn Beast looked up to the sky and roared, as if it wanted to tear all obstacles in front of it into pieces.
The disciples of the Beast Control Sect rode their respective war beasts, following closely behind the Thunder Horned Beast.
As the four thunder-horned beasts looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, the beasts of the disciples of the Beast Control Sect also became restless, neighing and flying across the air in a majestic manner.
Then came hundreds of Tianji Valley disciples holding various formation flags. These white-robed Taoist priests all had solemn expressions and extraordinary momentum. The formation flags they held in their hands were fluttering in the wind, making them look like a grand scene of a sect of immortals going on an expedition.
In the middle of these Tianji Valley disciples are ten towering flags. The flags are more than thirty feet long. The flags are triangular in shape and are painted in five colors: green, yellow, red, white and black. They are fluttering in the wind. , like a battle flag for heaven.
Each five-color flag banner is carried by five Tianji Valley disciples. In the middle of the big flag is a fake infant monk holding a formation plate, and on the periphery are another fifty Tianji Valley disciples.
These one hundred and one disciples are connected with each other, as if they are one body, floating out of the dust among hundreds of white-robed Taoist priests.
The team from the Immortality Valley followed closely behind the Tianji Valley. Hundreds of Jindan monks each drove a small mechanical flying beast, clustering around Jiang Yitian's flying chariot.
Two giant puppets were placed on both sides of Jiang Yitian's chariot, each controlled by twenty Immortal Valley disciples.
These are two Vajra puppets with three heads and six arms. They are walking fast with their feet on the ground. Their heads have already reached the clouds. It can be said that they are truly standing upright.
Jiang Yitian's chariot was only in front of the King Kong puppet's chest. The puppet's expression was dull, which added a sense of chill to the army.
Behind them are the monks from the four major sects of the Lan Kingdom. A pair of giant copper cymbals measuring ten feet are seen being carried by ten Jindan disciples of the Yin Sect.
This cymbal is dark yellow in color, with lingering spiritual charm. When the strong wind blows, there is a faint deafening golden sound that echoes between heaven and earth.
A man in the late stage of the Golden Core of the Beast Control Sect rode his war beast, followed closely behind the Yin Gate, and led the six Golden Core monks of Huajian Peak behind him. These six people stepped on a giant sword, Flying into the wind is quite impressive.
The Qingfa Sect dispatched four Jindan monks. They carried a jade statue of the Divine Lord and followed closely behind another late-stage Jindan monk from the Beast Control Sect.
In addition to the four monks from the Qingfa Sect, this team also has two Jindan monks from the Shuxian Sect, who are also running quickly behind the leader of the Beast Control Sect.
The leader of the Shuxian Sect is an old man, who is obsessed with a rather simple painting scroll. The painting scroll is completely green and black, but apart from its simplicity, there is no other surprise.
Hanging at the back of the team were the Golden Core cultivators from other cultivating countries who came to help, as well as those casual cultivators from various countries who didn't know whether they came forward or had ulterior motives.
This group of monks was divided into about ten groups, each group had nine members, and their group leaders were all Golden Pill monks from the Beast Control Sect.
As the tail of the monk army, the momentum of these hundred or so people is not weak. Although they belong to different countries and forces, their cultivation levels are also mixed.
But fortunately, they are both Jindan cultivators. Together, they are a force that cannot be underestimated.
Lin Lujing was in the middle of the team, constantly observing these thousands of monks. He had already been conquered by this majestic army of monks, and the high-spirited feeling in his heart was beyond words.
When the drums and horns sounded again on both sides of the podium, thick goosebumps immediately appeared on the surface of Lin Lujing's old skin.
Lin Lujing's expression was extremely excited, and he only regretted that he was no longer young, otherwise he would have gone into battle to fight.
In Lin Lujing's view, his choice to accompany Chen Jing this time was the wisest decision he had ever made.
Not only did he meet various Nascent Soul old monsters, but he also heard many strange stories that he had never heard of in his life from the chats of those old monsters.
Not only has he gained a lot of experience, but he can also go out with the army of monks and witness the shocking scene of this peerless battle.
At the end of his life, if he could open his eyes, even if his body and soul were really dead, Lin Lujing could still smile and die in peace.
Thinking of this, Lin Lujing couldn't help but cast his eyes towards Chen Jing, his eyes full of gratitude.
(End of chapter)
