Chapter 145: Storm is coming

Style: Fantasy Author: DecayWords: 1769Update Time: 24/01/13 05:51:30
Qingkun looked at the distant sky filled with dense clouds and wiped the sweat from his head.

"It's really a blessing from God. It's so cool. It seems that the sky is also helping us." He turned to a disciple next to him and said.

The disciple was bringing a cart full of objects in boxes. Hearing what Qing Kun said, he also smiled enthusiastically: "What the deputy head said is that we are doing a good job in eradicating evil and eliminating traitors, and God will help us."

Qing Kun glanced at the few boxes of things that were shipped and nodded: "Thank you for your hard work. If I hadn't worked all night, it wouldn't have gone so fast."

Not far away, where there was originally a slope, there was now a long and narrow tunnel. There were disciples inside and outside coming in and out from time to time, making it very busy.

Qingkun smiled faintly in his heart. I only hope that their efforts will lead to smooth results.

And far away from the deserted Congfeng Heart Lake, on the stacked cliff platform, Dongfang Shiming came alone and climbed all the way to the highest point of the three stacked wonders here.

Dieyatai, as its name suggests, is a naturally formed stone hill connected into a small winding cliff. The cliff has three folded layers, each of which is relatively wide and flat, forming a unique and interesting scenery.

Dongfang Shiming wants to use this unique scenery to open a gap in the seemingly rigorous plan of Guizifang and others.

Standing on the top of the cliff, the swaying wind blew coldly and blew through a few green leaves.

The mountains are far away, and a damp cloud and rain is brewing vaguely in the mountains. If you listen carefully downwind, you can still hear the muffled thunder.

This thunderstorm has been waiting for a long time. It seemed as if the heavens were beating the drums of war for this strategic counterattack, which was imminent.

The east wind is coming, destined to blow away the haze in the sky.

At night, the mountains are quietly enveloped in an atmosphere filled with strong uneasiness.

The desert night wind swept away, and the lake in Congfeng's heart was completely silent. The rippling lake water reflects the dark clouds in the sky. The humid air makes the leaves in the mountains covered with a film of water.

The dark moon lurked behind the thick clouds, and soon moved to midnight. The mountains and forests are quivering and wild birds are roosting. Everything in the Qingyuan realm seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

At this time, the Jade Faced Rakshasa Halberd Sect began their long-planned, profound strategy.

After hiding for many years, the Japs finally waited for this moment. Everything has come to maturity. The sacrifices he has made for the film owner over the years are finally coming to fruition and reaping the fruits.

In order to avoid being discovered by the visitors living in their sect, they deliberately postponed it until now. Now, all the outsiders have fallen into a deep sleep. They have already been impatient and rushed out of the halls with great skill and gathered in front of the main gate of Ji Sect.

Guizifang was more anxious than them at this time. He had already been waiting in front of the door, and when he saw a group of disciples finally arriving, he immediately shouted in a deep voice: "...form up!"

This time, his voice was filled with excitement and trembled in a rare way.

Over the years, he has been haunted by this dream, and he has dreamed of this scene countless times. In his dreams, he had fantasized countless times about completely annihilating the seven sects, setting the realm of Qingyuan into a sea of ​​fire, and crushing all those who resisted Jiuche Xiaoying.

Now, he seemed to be still in an unreal and unclear dream. Only the damp and cold night wind could remind him that this was indeed true.

There is only one step left before the plan is completed.

"Report to the leader, everyone is in formation." Suddenly, a disciple ran forward and said.

Guizifang nodded coldly and then said: "Don't forget to leave the strength to guard the mountain gate."

"Yes." The disciple straightened his back calmly and calmly.

This is also the plan of their Jade Faced Rakshasa Halberd. Since then, times have changed, and the jade-faced Rakshasa Halberd has long since disappeared. Now it is filled with speculators who want to rely on the Lichou Pill.

This is their best opportunity to show their loyalty to Jiuche Xiaoying, and of course they cannot miss it. Therefore, the disciples involved in this plan also have a lot in common with Gui Zifang.

Guizifang took another look at the army in front of him. Sure enough, these forces were the main force that he had cultivated so hard to overthrow the Golden Halberd Fengjian!

"good."

After a while, he finally suppressed his inner excitement, his lips trembled, and he ordered loudly:

"All the troops... set off!"

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At the same time, there was a bitter hurricane on the cliff platform at midnight. The boundless darkness washes away the gravel between the cliffs.

Dongfang Shiming stood alone at the highest point, looking at the surging sky. It seems to be raining over there, and it seems to be getting closer to the Qingyuan boundary.

He had just heard several voices stirring under the cliff, disturbing the lonely tranquility. Those people all went to the second layer of Dieya as promised, so that just now there was a loud and mixed conversation.

It sounds like they're silent now. They were waiting for the events mentioned in the letter to appear, and so was Dongfang Shiming.

The only difference is that he is the protagonist of this "show".

Waiting anxiously, Dongfang Shiming simply closed his eyes and calmed down his turbulent heart.

Everyone under the cliff was now among the grass, fighting away mosquitoes and waiting with mixed emotions.

People from the three religions were not the only ones waiting at the foot of the mountain. In addition to them, Dongfang Shiming also sent letters to Daozhai and Zhenshan Ji, and they also came as scheduled at the same time. As for the secret words or objects that won their trust, Subiezhi's contribution was naturally indispensable.

Some of them were already yawning profusely, but they still insisted on opening their eyelids and refused to fall asleep.

On the cliff platform, the dark night wind gradually became biting. Occasionally, crows crow at night, and their shrill screams are heard among the low-hanging dark clouds.

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