"Jumang, stop playing around. Tell me quickly, who is coming?" Di Yi glared sharply and scolded him coldly.
"Hee hee, it's that old woman Tianjue who's here!" Emperor Jumang's body is an ancient spiritual root. Even after being conferred as a god, he still has a deep nature and has always been innocent.
Di Yi frowned when he heard this, and he felt more and more that something was wrong.
Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind, and he finally realized what he had overlooked.
"Something's wrong! Why hasn't that traitor shown up? Where is he now? There must be a conspiracy!" Di Yi's thinking was like lightning, and he instantly extracted all the information about Zhao Sheng from the vast intelligence.
After that shocking glimpse at the Ascension Platform, the traitor never walked into the world again, and there has been no news since.
However, Emperor Yi was extremely convinced that the traitor must be "fueling the flames" behind this decisive battle that started in advance, and might even be the "most important pusher."
In fact, Di Yi's guess was accurate, but he realized it now, and it was already too late.
"No! You must not wait any longer. If you wait any longer, big changes may occur!"
These saucer boats are arranged extremely tightly and look like a huge rhombus from a distance.
Puff puff!
The next second, huge whirlpools appeared on the sea surface, and dark and twisted humanoid statues rose from the depths of the whirlpool.
In less than three breaths, the void within a thousand miles radius erupted with more than a hundred earth-shaking roars.
A boundless wall of light that extends along both sides of the Great Wall to the end of the earth rises into the sky and "spreads" rapidly towards the sky.
When the top leaders of the alliance saw this, they all suddenly became silent, but their faces looked a little confused.
Seeing the big dragons of both sides emerge from the chessboard, the opportunity to kill the dragon has arrived. There will be no regrets in making a move, and the way to kill the dragon will be determined!
After three breaths, a sudden change occurred!
Behind the Golden Wall, the "Extinction Forbidden Zone" stretching for tens of thousands of miles suddenly burst into even more dazzling light.
On the other side, Emperor Jumang looked wary and retreated hundreds of miles away in a flash.
With his mind determined, Emperor Yi immediately issued a series of orders to Que Yue and other subordinates.
And this is just the first batch, followed by the second batch and the third batch.
The whole process was extremely smooth, as if it had been rehearsed countless times.
Woo~woo~
As a low and desolate horn sounded over the Blood Sea, circles of invisible ripples instantly turned into rolling waves with Emperor Yi as the center, sweeping away in all directions.
Except for the gods-forming true kings in the Tianzhu Realm, only a few people in the entire Central Continent Alliance knew what a shocking and peerless chess game the true kings of this world had secretly played.
However, the first to respond to the call were the eighty-one Yuan Ying ancestral corpses.
Di Yi's mind was racing, and his sense of foreboding suddenly increased, which also prompted him to change his previous thoughts.
In an instant, an unimaginable and astonishing light and heat suddenly expanded, instantly filling the surrounding void for nearly a thousand miles.
The brutal war between the two worlds that has lasted for hundreds of years has already engraved military regulations into the hearts of every immortal cultivator.
Zhao Qiongyu, as the supreme elder of the Nantian Zhao family, controls the family's 3,000 main warships.
Fairy Tianjue was overjoyed when she saw this.
"Zhenjun, something bad has happened! Let the fleet withdraw quickly. Otherwise, they will be completely wiped out soon. It will be too late to regret it by then."
Di Yi took a deep breath, held the horn tightly in his right hand, and extremely pure mana poured into the horn crazily.
"What is going on?" someone stammered in horror.
In an instant, these giant pillars smashed into pieces of ice spears all over the sky, and themselves also shattered and turned into nothing.
"Thick soil, launch the 'Landslide and Earth Splitting' plan with all your strength!"
"What a great opportunity! Order the attack quickly! My cannons are already hungry and thirsty."
These ancestral corpses were actually the great sacrifices of Nascent Soul during their lifetime!
The bone horn looks exquisitely exquisite. It is densely imprinted with countless three-dimensional seal symbols from the inside to the outside. There is a layer of deep black light flowing irregularly on the inner wall of the horn. It seems that one glance will immediately absorb the soul.
Just when Emperor Yi revealed his second hole card, there was an uproar in Feixian City!
Zhao Qiongyu looked at his old friend who had been with him for hundreds of years in disbelief, and confirmed again: "What? Retreat! Did my ears hear correctly?"
These ancestral corpses were soaked in the sea of blood, and their shriveled bodies absorbed the surrounding blood like a sponge.
Therefore, the Nascent Soul High Priests of the Tiandao Sect seemed to have been granted amnesty. They didn't even care about the floating fortress beneath them and ran away one after another with their heads in their hands. ,
At this time, nearly a hundred escaping lights flew out from the sky above the Central Continent Alliance fleet. Suddenly, a group of fake-dead Nascent Soul Ancestors wearing robes from various sects quickly crossed the Great Wall defense line and rushed towards the central battle group.
Click, click, click!
No woman likes to be called "old woman" all the time, not even the True Lord Transformation of Gods!
What's more, in terms of age, Fairy Tianjue has only existed for more than a thousand years, while Emperor Goumang is a spiritual plant that has lived for tens of thousands of years.
Thousands of feet long, stretching all the way to the sky and the earth, until you can’t see the end of the wall of light.
Before everyone could react from the shock, endless magnificent mist spewed out from the sky-high wall of light, and soon filled a radius of hundreds of miles. Even the Great Wall of China was swallowed up by the mist.
They have only one mission, and that is to prevent the Netherworld from sending men to break the formation, and at the same time try to delay as much time as possible until they die.
Deep in the foggy belt, a ray of light suddenly flashed on the ground below a certain high tower, and then a skinny old man wearing a black and yellow Taoist robe appeared on the spot, it was Ksitigarbha Ji Yun.
Just when everyone was feeling despair, Xie Juenan looked up at the sky, suddenly took out the Wanli Sound Transmission Snail from his arms, and input many spiritual thoughts into it.
Looking at the huge fog belt that stretched all over the sky and the earth, a rare trace of hesitation appeared on Di Yi's face.
Although Zhao Qiongyu was full of doubts, due to current military regulations, he had to immediately issue a retreat order.
In the distance, under the statue of the pyramid altar, Emperor Yi frowned and his eyes flickered.
"What a great spirit! This super large trap must have been secretly arranged for many years. Its scale is simply unprecedented!"
Before these Yuanying ancestors of various sects arrived, legal field force fields hundreds or thousands of feet suddenly spread out under their bodies. Some were wandering around with swords and pills, some were holding three-foot green blades in both hands, and some were blue-shirted scholars. Crowns, and some turtle-backed and crane-shaped ones wearing Bagua purple gold robes, charging at the eighty-one Yuan Ying ancestral corpses like a rainbow.
This ray of light was as fast as lightning and flew close in an instant.
When Emperor Yi played his long-awaited trump card, the heads of various sects in Feixian City immediately panicked. Several heads of first-class sects even rushed to Xie Zhenjun and begged him to send troops for rescue.
However, under the cover of the dazzling light in the sky, nearly a hundred disc boats were "vomited out" silently from the cracks in time and space.
"Although your words are good, it is up to the True Lord to decide whether to save or not!"
But the next second, Di Yi no longer hesitated and immediately played his second long-planned trump card.
Fairy Tian Jue looked indifferent, and with a wave of her hand, huge ice spears with cold light condensed from the realm of the soul. Countless ice spears shot out at a thought, stabbing the void for hundreds of miles around.
…
In the void outside the boundary, under the vast dark sky, at this moment, there are two groups of white and one green, many large dazzling light clouds that are fiercely chasing each other and constantly fighting.
"I agree with Brother Kong Dao! We must not sit idly by and do nothing!"
In the blink of an eye, a huge foggy area with a width of hundreds of miles, a towering height, and a circumference of tens of thousands of miles appeared in front of everyone on both sides of the war.
The black cloud sky was torn apart by the chaotic and surging mana storm. Countless huge pits were spread across the land. Countless corpses were strangled by the mana storm.
The sky was filled with shining lights, ever-changing and magnificent, but filled with countless sinister and murderous intentions. Continuous thunderous explosions were heard, making the world a mess.
Thousands of miles away, an insane monk wearing a golden orchid cassock suddenly descended from the sky to the top of a tall tower. His eyes were like lightning, and he penetrated through the layers of fog and saw the ghost clones that were rapidly merging among the corpses in front.
This person is a Nascent Soul elder from the Taishang Induction Sect. He has cooperated with Zhao Qiongyu for hundreds of years, and he can also be regarded as the "supervisor" of the Zhao fleet.
At this time, almost no one knew that the last batch of suspended animations had been secretly awakened and all put into the fog zone.
In just half an hour, nearly 20,000 disc boats and a thousand floating fortresses passed through infinite time and space and joined the army of the Netherworld.
However, Xie Juenan kept observing the battle situation ahead without saying a word, and seemed to have made up his mind to stand still.
Soon, the skinny and shriveled ancestor corpses reappeared in the world.
Countless tragic incidents that have occurred in the past have repeatedly warned everyone: anyone who violates military regulations, even a great monk, will only die!
When the Zhao fleet began to turn and retreat, the four main fleets of the alliance A, B, C and D also began to turn at the same time and flew towards Yunhuang Mountain seven thousand miles away at full speed.
Of course, you may also know that even if you try to stop it, it will be in vain!
If you count carefully, there are eighty-one in number!
At this moment, Pope Emperor Yi, who was standing in the center of the altar, raised his hand without thinking. A ray of white light fell on his palm, and then a crystal bone horn with blazing divine light appeared.
At the same time, a huge and winding dragon shadow loomed in the fog belt above, exuding a tyrannical pressure that looked down on all living beings.
All the ancestral corpses suddenly opened their blood-red eyes, and Jie Jie soared into the sky with a strange smile, carrying fierce flames and heading straight to the center of the battlefield. The battle situation there was about to be shattered!
Woo~woo~
When the holy horn sounded again, the secret fleet immediately arranged an attack formation, spread out to form a thousand-mile net, and passed behind the miscellaneous fleet.
The Youshen Realm army headed by the Tiandao Sect finally began to operate at full strength, and this huge war machine was about to reveal its truly terrifying side.
This astonishing move by the opposite party made Di Yi feel puzzled.
In the blink of an eye, each of the ancestral corpses became "plump" visibly to the naked eye, and then slowly rose into the air, each exuding a powerful and majestic aura.
…
If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't defeat this old monster, Fairy Tian Jue would have wanted to burn it all down.
"No, we're trapped on all sides. It's like a cage."
But what makes people feel extremely strange is that the Central Continent Alliance seems to be a little slow to react. They are watching " helplessly " but have no intention of stopping it.
He thought he heard wrongly, how could Xie Zhenjun issue such a ridiculous order.
"No! The fleet has been surrounded and cannot evacuate at all. Our top priority is to press forward with the entire army and counter-encircle the other side. If we wait until these 30,000-odd spaceships are destroyed. At that time, we were 60,000 against ten Wan, no chance of winning!"
In the boundless bloody ocean, large bubbles suddenly appeared on the sea surface. The densely packed blood spirits around seemed to sense great danger, and they all fled frantically.
For a moment, everyone's attention was attracted by this tragic battle that was destined to go down in history.
A magic weapon made from the powerful arm bones of the Tribulation Realm. Under the urging of a God-Transforming True Lord, its power was so great that it covered tens of thousands of miles in an instant.
In other words, it is an "old monster" to the fullest, but it likes to act young and is really "outrageous".
The secret fleet that the Tiandao Sect has been secretly accumulating in its home base for hundreds of years has only been revealed to the public for the first time today.
The two chased each other and ran away, and then they were in a stalemate for a while.
Fairy Tian Jue felt a sense of boredom when she heard this, and could hardly maintain her calm expression.
This object is a sacred horn made from the arm bones of the Blood God.
…
At this moment, a golden flame suddenly appeared in the dark void in the distance.
There was a fine clicking sound, and the twisted statue suddenly split into countless cracks, and then a large amount of black ash fell down.
"You heard it right, the True Lord has an order, and the entire army will immediately retreat to the Yunhuang Mountains at full speed. The military order is like a mountain. Fellow Daoist Zhao, please execute the order immediately!" Zong Guiyan nodded and repeated the order.
Two hundred miles behind her, the shadow of a majestic giant tree appeared behind the green-haired and wooden Emperor Jumang. Needle-shaped spiritual leaves as green as amber fell from the crown of the giant tree and turned into green light. The giant pillar stepped forward to greet him.
The three great god-transforming true kings appeared in the fog belt at the same time, and their purpose was self-evident.
In an instant, there were hundreds of thousands of monks in the Netherworld Realm, ranging from the True Monarch of God Transformation to the Qi Refining Sacrifice disciples. The moment everyone heard the sound of the horn, they instantly realized that the general attack had begun!
"Hehe! Are you annoyed, old woman? You can't beat me, why don't you run away? Is there a conspiracy?"
Once this trump card is played, the result is obvious!
As a result, the morale of the Central Continent Alliance was greatly reduced, and the morale of the army was wavering. On the other hand, the morale of the Netherworld Alliance was soaring, and the army was eager to try.
Now, as soon as the ancestral corpse joins the battlefield, it is like thunder from the sky hitting the fire on the ground. The fighting is so cruel and the scene is so hot that it has never been seen in ten thousand years.
"Well, what is Zhenjun's intention for doing this? Could it be?"
The two warring parties often self-destruct and die together. No living person can do this to these desperate people.
It seems that they will be surrounded on all sides and use all their strength to encircle and suppress this alliance fleet of more than 30,000 ships.
At this time, the golden light slowly converged and turned into a big sun, appearing in the void behind Zhao Sheng.
Seeing that the person coming was an enemy rather than a friend, Emperor Jumang rolled his eyes, and suddenly he plummeted down silently, rushing into the vast clouds of aura and escaping without a trace.
As an ancient spiritual root that has lived for tens of thousands of years, Emperor Jumang is almost fearless, but he is most afraid of flames in his life.
Especially when facing a True Lord of Transformation who specializes in the Way of Fire, it would be sorry for living so long if it didn't escape.
(End of chapter)
