Chapter 624: The war begins "Black and white protector!" The scholar of the poisonous hand called out, and the black and white guardian came in immediately, with a little disappointed expression. They thought that the Poison Scholar would directly destroy Fang Xing, the offensive guy... The White Dharma King was even planning to recommend several tortures in the sects, but it seems that they are not useful now. "From today on, the Ancestor of Nature will join us and prepare to launch a final decisive battle against the Sectarian Alliance!" The scholar of the poisonous hand coughed lightly and said, "You two, when you see the ancestor of nature, you should respect me as if you see me..." "What?" The Black Dharma King and the White Dharma King looked at each other and felt a little unbelievable. Especially the White Dharma King!
She has always been ashamed of losing to Fang Xing, so why did she turn her head now? Has Fang Xing become her boss? However, this woman and the Black Dharma King are both smart people. When they looked at each other, they probably guessed that Fang Xing had already entered the sect secretly. As for the remnants of the ancient Taoist throne in this place outside, they suddenly became the gods of the Great Destruction God, their minds could not be turned around and would not consider this aspect. "Okay, let's look at the combat arrangements next..." The scholar of the Poison Hand received a warning from Fang Xing and said, "Now, the alliance of the seven major sects takes the Blood Shadow Gate as the foundation to deal with our army... Its high-end combat power is seven major yang gods... Among them, the upper temple can be used' Please ask for the art of God, invite a puppet ancestor in the realm of the Queen of Yang Shen to entangle me." "Although the ancestors of the Feixian Sect and Haoyang Palace are only around the Yangshenchu Realm, there are also treasures of the sect... Together, we gathered together the "Jingtian Six Treasures", which is enough to entangle the magical artifacts..." "There are six high priests on our side. We need to arrange rituals in advance to barely have the power of the Yang God..." "In terms of military formations, our professional team has an absolute advantage, but the number of people is small. If we forcefully attack the opponent's formation, the losses will be too great..." Fang Xing nodded repeatedly when he heard this. The formations in the world of cultivation are equivalent to the ancient city walls. No matter when attacking enemies protected by the city walls, it is necessary to pay a heavy price. Therefore, there is the saying that attacking the heart is the best and attacking the city is the best. Of course, in the world of cultivation, it mainly depends on the outcome of the top combat power. "We didn't launch a decisive battle before, just because we lacked the final result. Now that the ancestor of nature has joined, his cultivation is comparable to that of the Yang Shen Hou Realm, which is enough to kill several Yang Shen Zhenjun and lay the foundation for the overall situation..." The scholar said that the poisonous hand. "Yang Shenhou Realm?" The Black Dharma King was shocked, and the White Dharma King sighed in his heart, knowing that he might not be able to avenge himself forever. … The real battle is approaching, and it is almost a bright card for both sides. The various abnormal movements of the Killing Sect army soon passed the information to the sect alliance through spies.
Whether it is true or false, they have no choice but to follow the strategic defensive. Even, prepare for the final decisive battle. In this process, how many heroic deeds have occurred in various intelligence personnel, and even the casualties on each front, can only be turned into numbers and summarized at the table of decision-makers. … Blood Shadow Gate Mountain Gate. Inside a theater. Xi Lianzhen personally sang, and the music class of various shadow puppets and paper people beat gongs and gongs, which was very lively. But for all the Yangshen True Lords below, this is just the joy of playing. They seem to enjoy the banquet, but in fact, various divine thoughts are quickly intertwined, discussing: "There is an abnormal movement in the Killing Sect...30% may be that reinforcements have come from the Great Zhou!" "Damn Da Zhou, are those three supreme gates and Changyuan defense lines blind?" "Hmph, the Great Zhou wished to exile all the pagans to this point, but everyone knew... " "What's the point?" The ancestor of the Blood Shadow Sect looks like a ceramic doll, with two braids and a big red jacket, which looks very festive. Hearing this, he replied: "It is the natural sect leader who joined the group... This person is very powerful, and I even suspect that he has been promoted to the Yang Shenhou Realm!" "impossible…" A chubby old man wearing a gray beggar's robe shook his head: "The resources outside the place are limited. I will be surprised if I can have one more Yang Shen Zhenjun... Yang Shen Hou Realm? How did he practice?" "And...it's under the nose of the old ghost Aoki? Haha... this old ghost is really useless..." The Confucian scholar of the Haoyang Sect was dressed like a jade-like face and majestic appearance. He shook his head and said, "The supernatural powers of fellow Taoists are not many special things except for saving lives. No wonder Qingmu Ridge was the first to be driven to the outside world..." "Now that donor Aoki is dead, let's discuss the next battle." An old monk with yellow appearance, like a piece of dead tree, folded his hands together: "We have cut our flesh and feed the eagle to worship it in the temple with the incense of the six sects. I wonder if we can invite more Yang God's combat power?" The Lord of the Shangshen Temple dressed like an ancient witch inkstone, and his voice was hoarse: "After all, the place outside is too small and the population is too small... The recent accumulation of incense power can only be used to invite the three generations of ancestors to barely move for a while..." He is famous for his magical skills at the temple and is best at inviting various "gods" to help. In fact, it is the ancestor Yang Shen who was preserved with various secret techniques. The so-called gods completely stick to their faces. If it is placed in the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty, it will definitely be beaten by the Imperial Heaven Supervision. Even the Yang Shen thought retained by this secret method cannot be considered resurrection or immortality at all. It is more like a kind of "soul refining corpse", and the activation conditions are also very harsh. Even so, the upper temple has a great foundation. If you give it enough faith, incense and vows, you might be able to invite a semi-spirited soul - if someone among its ancestors of all generations can reach such a state! "hey-hey…" A Taoist priest wearing a black feathered suit and a Taoist crown next to him shook his head: "Brother Wu is not sincere... I've been dealing with you in the temple for nearly a thousand years, so I naturally know if you are in the temple. Qian, every time we help others witness the covenant, we have to collect incense talisman money... Now, the "incense money" in the Eight Treasures Merit and Vow Pool has accumulated. We have been forced to a desperate situation and even donated treasures from our ancestors. Come out and make up the "Jingtian Six Treasures". Brother Wu, do you still want to hide your own private interests? "
As long as Shinto has the incense of faith, he can continue to accumulate his foundation. Speaking of which, it is a very strange thing that the ancient temple above will make Feijian Sect the boss. Several of the great Yang God True Lords looked at each other and felt that they were hiding their weaknesses in the temple. "Oh... Incense money is the last capital of our temple. Once it is used too much, it cannot maintain the incense spiritual realm. It is said that the ancestor's soul and Dharma image are at risk of dissipation..." No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading! The Lord of the Witch Palace looked very ugly: "That's the foundation I brought from the Great Zhou Dynasty when I went to the temple. I didn't want to use it many times when I faced the power of the destruction of the sect..." "Do we still have a place to retreat now?" The Blood Shadow Ancestor, who looks like a porcelain doll, shouted: "After this battle, I will go to the temple to preach for a hundred years! And... I also have several shadow puppet paper men fighting power in my old hands, which is also the foundation of the sect. All will be launched this time..." "Okay, Blood Shadow has already expressed his opinion, and I cannot be stingy." The beggar-like true king Yangshen said, "There are several ancient jade talismans in this sect. When they are shot together, they will always make the enemy busy..." "Amitabha... In Vajra Temple, there are three hundred golden arhats who can support this war." The old monk from dead wood clasped his hands together. "Since that's the case, there is still a foundation left by the ancestors in this view, and the old Taoist will also bring it with you." Taoist Heiyu also gritted his teeth: "This is the Killing Sect that will not let us live... As for Brother Wu, if our major sects are destroyed, do you think our family can have good fruits?" The Master of the Witch Palace looked around and knew that each family had been forced to give his final trump card. The Blood Shadow Ancestor was not unaware of the meaning of pinching a handful of oil and water in the end, but most of his territory was defeated, so he was the most generous. He sighed, "Since that's the case, I can't go to the temple... At that time, the incense money will be used at any cost, and it will be enough to awaken another ancestor in the Yang Shenhou Realm... If the ancestor dares to come, he will definitely give him a surprise. .” … A few months later. Blood Shadow Gate Mountain Gate. Fang Xing flew over a paper slave valley, and couldn't help but sigh. A hundred years ago, I was struggling to survive here. Unexpectedly, more than a hundred years later, I personally led my troops to flatten the place. He calmed down and came to the forefront. The Blood Shadow Gate relies on the formation to protect it, and there is also a paper house hole and a theater standing outside the formation, presenting a horn-like momentum. In Fang Xing's view, it was like the prominent acropolis and fortresses during the siege. With cooperation, it can bring more damage to the attacking side. Fang Xing's eyes were deep, and he saw the disciples of the Blood Shadow Sect who were densely packed in the formation, as well as shadow puppets in the theater, as well as the layers of paper people in the cave of the paper house...
And the enemy of the Killing Sect is far more than the Xueying Sect! The army of Killing Sect is also lined up in square formations, and the core is naturally five thousand guards of the sect. In addition, there are also mercenaries composed of subdued Feijian Sect, corpse-driven servants, and casual cultivators... There are more than ten thousand people, boundless, but now the army of killing sects seems to be more than tens of thousands? "Prepare to start." The scholar of the poisonous hand stood on a high platform and ordered lightly. Rumble! Siege cars were pushed to the front of the formation. The siege cars looked very old and had counterweight trenchers on it. A priestly murderer in the robe of a high priest was standing in front of the huge rocks that had been polished into a ball. "kill!" Not only that, there were also prisoners who were killed after praying, and engraved spells on the giant stone ball with blood. Fang Xing emitted a faint light of inspiration when he saw the siege cars and huge rocks. Obviously, after some ritual blessings and blood sacrifice prayers, these siege equipment have become temporary strange objects, which can bring more damage to the formation. "emission!" Along with a command, a large number of trenchers roared. Stone missiles were like meteors, and after they smashed into the Blood Shadow Sect formation, they exploded! Countless terrifying energy and shock waves swept across, which reminded Fang Xing of the "Meteor Explosion"! The war begins! (End of this chapter)