While the three forces of Dao Sect, Ghost Dao, and Dragon Group were making their own moves, the Yama Road on the outskirts of Lanzhou, Gansu Province was empty. The lively scene of the past was no longer there, and only three figures stood in the forbidden area of Yama Road.
Jian Wumu, Lingxuantian and Daizhou.
Jian Wumu clasped his hands and stared up at the sky, as if waiting for something. Dai Zhou stood silently behind him, his face slightly pale, as if he was seriously injured. Only Ling Xuantian looked east from time to time, his pupils twinkling. With a biting chill.
"It doesn't have to be like this," Jian Wumu stared at the sky, but also noticed Ling Xuantian's reluctance, and said lightly, "They are indeed capable of forcing the Taoist sect to withdraw their troops, but now they actually want to destroy the Maoshan sect, even if it is my father When we controlled the beast tide to attack the Central Plains, we did not dare to provoke these ancient sects, as they were seeking their own destruction."
Ling Xuantian squinted his eyes and said solemnly: "I understand."
Subordinates! Ling Xuantian actually claimed to be a subordinate to Jian Wumu. Could it be that Yama Luodao was also one of Jian Hai's back-up men?
Knowing that Ling Xuantian's inner reluctance would not go away so easily, Jian Wumu smiled and said calmly: "Forget it, how about I go to the ghost world and manage it for twenty years before coming back for revenge?"
Looking back, Jian Wumu laughed and said: "Now there are more than a dozen people in the Yin Yang Sect who are in charge of the sea. Even I don't dare to attack directly. Wait twenty years, you and I will cultivate our wings again, come to the human world, and slaughter the Yin Yang Sect." , avenge your son."
Ling Xuantian took a deep breath. What Jian Wumu said was also the reason why he did not directly kill the Yin Yang Sect. There were more than a dozen Palm Sea Stages, including Yu Hualong, who was at the peak of the Palm Sea. Unless his head was dizzy, he would Will kill at all costs.
While the two were talking, Dai Zhou suddenly said softly: "My lord, I'm back."
Jian Wumu raised his head and saw two figures descending from the sky, landing in front of the three of them with a bang.
What arrived was a man wearing a Shura mask and a young man with a strange and handsome appearance.
Seeing that the masked man was accompanied by another person, Dai Zhou frowned slightly but said nothing. On the contrary, Jian Wumu looked at the young man with interest and asked curiously: "I know you, Qi Mengzhu, right?"
The young man was the fox demon Qi Mengzhu. When Jian Wumu asked, he just smiled reservedly and said nothing. The man wearing the Shura mask, King Loulan, chuckled: "Dai Zhou, this is what you have been waiting for." Master?"
Dai Zhou said expressionlessly: "Yes."
King Loulan looked at Jian Wumu for a few times, nodded with a smile, and said nothing. He just took out a token from his arms, activated it and waved it forward. Black smoke suddenly appeared from the ground in front of everyone, about half the size of it. A quarter of an hour later, the black smoke dissipated, and a teleportation array appeared on the ground.
Leading Qi Mengzhu into the teleportation formation first, King Loulan looked back at the three people still standing outside, and said with a smile: "What are you still standing for? Come in! Don't you want to go to the ghost world?"
Jian Wumu smiled and walked into the teleportation array as instructed. Ling Xuantian and Dai Zhou saw this and followed suit.
Looking around, King Loulan asked curiously: "When I came here, didn't you remember that there were still a lot of people there? Why are they gone?"
Ling Xuantian said calmly: "Going to the ghost world always requires some subordinates."
What is the most suitable subordinate in the ghost world? Of course it was Yin Ling. Ling Xuantian's words were a tactful answer to King Loulan's inquiry.
Unexpectedly, Ling Xuantian was so cruel and ruthless that he slaughtered all the disciples of Yama Dao. King Loulan was shocked. However, he was just borrowing the path, so he was too lazy to talk about it and directly activated the teleportation array with the token. As a light lit up, The five people have disappeared into the formation and crossed over to the ghost world.
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The debate lasted until late at night before everyone finally decided on the action.
Everyone is a cultivator and does not need much sleep. In addition, the alliance has just been formed and the morale is at its peak. It is not good to delay the time. Therefore, when the plan was finalized, a group of high-ranking ghosts immediately gathered their disciples and selected the twelve tenth. The leader of the second level used illusion to cover his aura and flew towards the Maoshan Sect.
Yes, they did not wait until dawn, or wait for another day or two, but on the night when everyone gathered, the ghost heroes had already attacked the Maoshan sect with great momentum.
Although it is said that there is magic to cover it up, after all, the battle with the Taoist sect has just ended, and there are too many ghost monks here. Even if there are twelve twelfth level strong men to help cover it up, when everyone has just crossed the border between Zhejiang and Jiangsu , the Maoshan faction has already received the news.
When they learned that the Ghost Alliance was coming, everyone in the Maoshan faction was extremely shocked. Even though they expected that Ghost would not end the war so easily, they never expected that they would come over so quickly without even taking a break.
Immediately after receiving the news, the bells in Sanmao Cave were ringing loudly, and countless figures soared into the sky from all over the cave, driving spiritual weapons and flying swords to rush to the Wangxian Peak in the center. However, the low-level disciples stayed at At the foot of the mountain, only those who are still in the void stage and above can climb Wangxian Peak and come to the outside of the main hall on the top of the mountain.
At this time, there were thirteen figures sitting in the main hall. Except for the first leader, Ling Ziyang, the remaining twelve people were all the Supreme Elders of the Maoshan Sect, and they were also the ancestors who had advanced to the Heavenly Tribulation Stage.
Although it is said that the Maoshan Sect has a cave that can accommodate strong men who have surpassed the Heavenly Tribulation Period, after all, the immortal world is the most suitable for the cultivation of the Taoist system. Therefore, most of the ancestors of the Maoshan Sect have chosen to ascend. Currently, these twelve supreme masters Elders, ten of them are not qualified enough and have not yet reached the peak of the Heavenly Tribulation. The remaining two are the ones who really choose to stay in the human world.
Listening to the noisy noise outside the hall, Ling Ziyang said calmly with an expressionless face: "What do you think?"
"This group of monsters from the Ghost Dao are so daring!" A man from the Heavenly Tribulation stage looked coldly, "We, the Maoshan Sect, have immortals sitting in charge. How can they, the rats who are not recognized by the origin of the human world, have such delusions?"
"Except for the Yin-Yang Sect, Laoshan, Fengdu, and Yama Dao, most of the ghost sects are extremely hidden," an elder said in a deep voice with a solemn expression, "Rat has the rat path, and they have been passed down from ancient times to today. Yes, no one knows if they have any trump cards, so it’s better to be careful.”
"What do the other families say?" one person asked.
Ling Ziyang said calmly after hearing this: "Qingcheng Mountain, Zhongnan Mountain, and Yuping Mountain will send people to help. This is a battle in the cave and sky, not in the outside world, and the number of people is not restricted by the Eastern Tu royal family's ban."
"What about the others?" The person who just asked couldn't help but frown.
Hehehe smiled, Ling Ziyang's eyes were complicated, and he said calmly: "They said they were worried that Ghost Road would divide their forces to attack them, and they couldn't allocate manpower."
"Hmph! These are a bunch of short-sighted people. If I, Maoshan, are defeated, what good life will they have in the future?"
"Idiot! So stupid!"
Many Heavenly Tribulation Stages in the hall shouted angrily. Ling Ziyang shook his head slightly and said calmly: "Since that day when we were forced to withdraw our troops, the backbone of our Taoist sect has been broken. Now there are only three sects: Qingcheng, Yuping, and Zhongnan. Still have the guts..."
"That's not right!" One person suddenly said doubtfully, "What about Xiaoyaoxuan? As the master of the Taoist sect, Ye Qianshui doesn't come to help?"
"He didn't reply," Ling Ziyang frowned, "Lear was deposed, he may be helping him recover."
"Hmph! Ye Qianshui, Xiaoyaoxuan and everyone else, can't help much even if they come," a Supreme Elder snorted coldly, "We'd better discuss how to deal with it."
"How else can we deal with it? The soldiers will stop us, and the water will cover us!"
"If ghosts dare to invade, they must have support!"
"We, the Maoshan sect, still have immortals on our side, so why should we be afraid of his earthly methods!"
Listening to everyone's discussion, Ling Ziyang's face was indifferent. He held a piece of white jade with a dragon carved in his palm, and touched it gently with his fingertips, as if he was thinking about something. After a moment, his eyes were sharp, and he said in a deep voice: "If the ghost dares to come, I have my own means of dealing with it.”
When everyone heard the words, they all looked over. Ling Ziyang raised the white dragon in his hand and said calmly: "A few days ago, Junior Brother Nie planned to capture Cao Hong of the Laoshan Ghost Sect for Yu Lewei who planned the Yin Yang Sect."
Mentioning Nie Qingyuan, the atmosphere in the hall felt a little strange. The Maoshan sect, or the Taoist sect, would encounter such a disaster today. In fact, it was largely due to Nie Qingyuan's crazy targeting of the Yin Yang Sect. Suspension's calculations, with the Dragon Group in charge, the Maoshan Sect and the Yin Yang Sect would be far from where they are today.
But when they heard that Nie Qingyuan had actually planned to capture Cao Hong, everyone was inevitably a little bit happy. Cao Hong was not only a young junior with outstanding talent in the ghost world, but also the eldest lady of the Cao family of the Laoshan ghost sect. Yu Lewei, Shi Chi Shang's best friend, with her as a hostage, he has no worries about ghosts and no restraints.
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Eighteen factions, including the Yin Yang Sect, Laoshan Ghost Sect, Evil Alliance, Fengdu, Wangui Mountain, and Enu Palace, have a total number of nearly 400 people. Although the number of people cannot be compared with the Maoshan Sect, their high-level combat power is quite impressive. vulgar.
Twelve, twelfth level.
Fifty-seventh level eleven.
Even though they tried their best to restrain themselves, the ghost energy overflowing from the gathering was still overwhelming, like thousands of ghosts traveling at night, spreading for thousands of miles.
Within half an hour, hundreds of people had already approached Jurong, Jiangsu Province. Although it was two or three o'clock in the night, there were countless figures looming along the way. It was clear that they were all forces who had received the news and rushed over overnight to join in the fun.
On the Ghost Road side, Yu Hualong led the way, followed by Gui Xuzi and Xie Wang on the left and right, followed by nine twelfth-level people lined up, followed by Yu Lewei, Wang Fengyun and other fifty-seventh-level people. Level eleven.
Seeing the Maoshan Sect in the distance, Yu Hualong was thinking. Suddenly his eyes moved, he turned his head and looked to one side, and said with a smile: "Is this the Nine-Sheng Immortal Master?"
"Master Yu has such a keen sense!" With a chuckle, a hazy figure that looked like a gathering of light appeared on the left side of the Ghost Dao crowd. It was a soul-splitting projection.
"My Huashan sect received the news too late, and the Maoshan sect has closed the teleportation array. We had no choice but to separate our souls. Fortunately, we caught up," the Nine Victory Immortal Master laughed, looked at the ghosts, and sighed. , "Unexpectedly, Ghost Road seems weak, but when gathered together, the overall strength is so amazing."
As one of the three cultivator groups left in the human world, the Huashan Sect actually rarely goes out on weekdays, and their conflicts with ghosts are not strong, so Yu Hualong and Jiu Shengxian Master have no grudges.
The two of them had just exchanged a few words when another figure rose into the sky, stepped on the void, and floated in front of everyone.
The one who came this time was Wei Boling, the master of the Shanhe Sect, who was a martial arts expert in the late Heavenly Stage. The Shanhe Sect and the Yin Yang Sect were both in the Chinese Magic Alliance, and they were considered alliances, so there was no conflict after meeting.
