"The Zhang family is less than ten miles away from the formation."
Everyone in the Shui family, from the head of the family, Shui Hequn down, had serious expressions on their faces.
"Can we... stop it?" Some people were afraid to speak out. The Zhang family, which now has seven golden lotus cultivators, has long been regarded by the Shui family as the former Jinlan Sect.
And you must know that Jinlan Sect has been the overlord of Yunmengze for two hundred years, and no one can refute it.
Life, death, and taking are all in one word.
Next to Shui Hequn, Shui Dongliu looked at the tribesman who spoke with cold eyes, "If you dare to shake people's hearts again, you will die."
The person who spoke stood tremblingly on the spot. Today's Shui family is different from before. Immortal magic controls ghosts, and ghosts are also affecting the monks.
"Let's communicate with the Zhang family first. If that doesn't work, then start a war. I, the Shui family, have never been afraid of anyone!" Shui Hequn said indifferently. Zhang Shenling entered the sea of fire in the sky. Now the person leading the Zhang family is just a junior.
As soon as he finished speaking, a clan member flew in and said, "Master, the Zhang family's heavenly soldiers have arrived."
"Everyone, get ready and go back to where you should be!"
"Open all the formations and put all the spirit stones in them, no matter the cost!" Shui Hequn's eyes showed madness.
"I want the Zhang family to give me my hands and feet, and keep them all here."
Yunmengze, the Jinlan Sect has ruled that land for two hundred years, and the names of the four clans are Yunmengze's only brand.
The four major families are in the same spirit, and they can only stay together to keep warm. The two Zhao family are just planting golden lotus. At that time, why was the Jinlan Sect unwilling to clean up which family?
The four major families, after all, have some background to resist.
"The Shui family has experienced a relocation and a siege by ghosts. It has suffered a lot of losses in its heritage, but it should still have vitality. This war will not be what we thought."
"Of course it won't be easy." Zhang Qing said calmly. Looking at the dark wind ahead, he knew that things would not be that simple.
Turning around, Zhang Qing looked at Zhang Bairen, "Do you know what the plan the head of the family left for me is?"
"I don't know, but with the personality of the head of the family, either everything has been arranged and we just follow it, or we won't say anything."
Zhang Bairen looked at Zhang Qing, "I guess it's the latter."
"Maybe you will become a good head of the family." Zhang Qing nodded, and then said:
"The master actually only left me one sentence——"
"When I return, I will overthrow the Jinlan Sect Palace!"
Zhang Bairen was silent for a long time, "If these words are released, many people in the clan will be excited."
How many years have passed, Zhang Qing's generation, and the previous generation, have buried a lot of hatred towards the Jinlan Sect. In those years, the two sides fought each other, and countless people died.
Especially the family leader who advocates the Divine Tomb, everyone knows the hatred of the family leader towards the Jinlan Sect.
In those years, the head of the family killed 90% of Yun Mengze's geniuses, so that now that the opportunity has come, only the Zhang family can have Zhong Jinlian.
In those years, the head of the family was also suppressed on the island in the middle of Chihu Lake for decades, and was not allowed any chance to go further.
Zhang Qing did not answer. Are you passionate? It is certain that even monks of Zhang Junye's age have experienced the era of deepest hatred against the Jinlan Sect.
On the contrary, for a little guy like Zhang Qing, who is not very senior in this generation, the biggest thing he encountered when he grew up was the time he had a dream.
But that time, Zhang Qing used one qi to transform the three qings to resolve it.
"Where's that clan brother?" Zhang Qing looked at Zhang Bairen. He had power at the level of Linglong Xintai Daozi, and his perception was clear.
"Me?" Zhang Bairen lowered his head and pressed his chest, "I have no heart and I don't know what blood is."
Zhang Qing didn't say anything. Everyone has secrets, so there is no need to pursue them too deeply.
"The head of the family only gave me one sentence, so of course I have to resolve these matters myself."
Zhang Qing looked down at the thousands of monks who were preparing to fight in the unknown formation.
"I remember that when I was still practicing qi, the number of monks in my family at that time was about a thousand or so. Counting all kinds of relatives and casual cultivators, the number did not exceed a thousand and a half."
"Today's family has expanded several times."
"There are too many newcomers who have not experienced the baptism of blood and fire. They are always different from the previous batch of people."
"This is a good thing, but it shouldn't happen during the years when the family is struggling to get ahead."
"So for now, that's a bad thing."
"I think the solution to this kind of thing is actually quite simple." Zhang Qing looked forward with a smile on his calm face.
"Death has always brought sorrow and joy."
"So, it would be nice if a group of people died."
After the words fell, Zhang Qing took a step forward, and the flames spread and turned into the roar of a giant dragon. The power brought by the Dragon Shepherd Chapter gave him the confidence to smash the mountain with one punch.
The fire turned into a flag, and the spear swung it. Zhang Qing simply pointed to the place ahead where the black wind was pressing.
"Kill! None! Pardon!"
The earth trembled and the sky was vast. Thousands of monks used terrifying pressure to tear apart the Shui family's soul-stirring formation. The raging fire evaporated the heavy water of the Shui family. The road ahead was filled with ravines and ravines, and the ground was covered with spiritual stones.
"No one is allowed to leave the team! All teams are not allowed to change goals without permission!"
"All forward teams, go and destroy Zhenji immediately!"
"My three-room cultivator, form a sharp arrow and pierce through the sneaky group in front of you!"
The flames dispersed the darkness, and one by one the foundation-building monks stood in the sky, suppressing all the ground monks of the Zhang family.
"If you kill an enemy to practice Qi, you will be rewarded with one thousand spiritual stones. If you kill the enemy to build a foundation, you will be rewarded with ten thousand spiritual stones!"
"kill!"
The dark wind blew from all directions, and the tens of thousands of ghosts controlled by the Shui family roared and revealed their ferocious looks, and the Zhang family's heavenly soldiers did not show any mercy.
Chaos is synonymous with monks almost everywhere.
No two monks are exactly the same. Even if they have the same inheritance, the same spells, and the same cultivation level, they will fight in different ways.
Therefore, it is difficult for mortals to have an entire army in formation and maintain strict military discipline.
But the destructive power of the monks is far beyond that of ordinary people. The chaotic battlefield continues to become more disordered due to the broken earth and violent aura in the sky.
Zhang Qing stood in the sky, Zhang Mingxian, Zhang Yuxian, Zhang Junye were already fighting with Shuihe Qun and Shui Che.
He didn't have to make a move, it was three against two, and there was no reason for the Zhang family to lose. The only thing that needed to be considered was the Shui family's possible trump card.
"I can't see their movements clearly. Whenever you need me to wait, you will speak."
Beside Zhang Qing, there were several white-haired figures, and the one who spoke was an old woman.
"Auntie, it shouldn't be your turn in this war." Zhang Qing smiled calmly.
"There is no reason to let the elders keep shelter from the wind and rain, otherwise they will not grow up."
"It's better to not grow up than to die." Some old men couldn't bear it. Many of the children below were personally taught and watched by them in the clan building.
Zhang Qing glanced at the sky, looked at a certain figure, and then said slowly:
"It's better to die than to drag down the whole family."
