"Yuan's idea coincides with that of Wan Alliance Leader. But now that the Wuyue Sect has withdrawn its troops and is holding on, it seems to be delaying time and has other plans. Instead of attacking other islands, it is better to attack Fusang Island directly. Just send the Wuyue Sect there
Once the monks are eradicated, the Wuyue Sect will no longer be able to cause big waves in the East China Sea." Yuan Ming said.
Others who wanted to refute Wan Tianren were about to speak, but when they saw that Yuan Ming had already expressed his position, and that he had a special status, and to a certain extent, he also represented the God of the Dark Moon, they swallowed their words back.
After several recent battles, the Dark Moon God has become famous. Even if the monks of the East China Sea Alliance do not yet regard it as a belief, they have to carefully consider their opinions.
"Since you all have no objections, and troops are valuable and quick, please gather your troops as soon as possible, and we will rush to Fusang Island immediately!" Yuan Ming and Wan Tianren looked at each other, and saw him nodding slightly, and said so.
When everyone heard this, they naturally claimed to be right and retreated one after another.
Wan Tianren slapped the armrest of the seat fiercely, his heart was filled with joy, and a trace of excitement and joy flashed in his eyes.
After escaping from Sanxian Island, he hurried back to the East China Sea day and night. Faced with the chaotic situation that was broken up by the Wuyue Sect, he worked hard and used all means to summon the monks from the scattered East China Sea islands to form the East China Sea Alliance. His ultimate goal was to
, is to regain the foundation of Fuso Island and stabilize the situation in the East China Sea again.
Although the process has been quite bumpy, now we have finally reached this step!
The monks of the East China Sea Alliance were in full fighting spirit. When they heard that both the alliance leader and the Moon God had agreed to attack Fuso Island, their morale was boosted and they began to prepare intensively. After all, many people had been waiting for this day for a long time.
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During this period, Yuan Ming tactfully informed Wan Tianren of his desire for various magic array patterns and red blood and red sand array equipment.
The East China Sea Alliance, from Wan Tianren below, is now somewhat grateful to the God of the Dark Moon. In addition, the next step is to recapture Fusang and redefine the East China Sea. They are worried about how to please this divine envoy, so as soon as they are notified, all major islands will
Without hesitation, they presented the many array diagrams they had mastered.
The equipment for setting up the Red Blood Red Sand Formation was also dug out from the alliance warehouse and sent over on a special trip.
Less than a day passed.
Yuan Ming looked at the formation flags filled with a storage ring and was a little surprised. Many of these formations were once regarded as the inheritance of the sect, but now they were willingly given to him. He couldn't help but feel that
Very emotional.
The power of faith is really terrifying, it can come faster than killing people and grabbing treasures!
The Wuyue Sect has existed for such a long time, and has countless overt and covert followers. It is no wonder that it can mobilize a large number of resources and an army of monks at will. This is the accumulation of so many years.
It’s no wonder that the Wuyue Sect regards its own Mingyue Sect as a thorn in its side. For an individual, there can only be one kind of faith, just like a mountain cannot tolerate two tigers. In the eyes of the Wuyue Sect, its own Mingyue Sect has become its wish to collect resources.
The stumbling blocks to strength must be removed quickly.
After sighing for a while, he handed all these things to Xiying and asked him to study them slowly.
A few days later, after a series of methodical preparations, the East China Sea Alliance army officially set off towards Fuso Island.
Before the alliance army set off, countless spies had been fully mobilized to investigate the situation on Fuso Island and other islands controlled by the Wuyue Sect through various channels.
Just as the East China Sea Alliance army was halfway through, various news came through, the most important of which was naturally about the situation on Fuso Island.
On a large flying boat in the alliance, Yuan Ming looked at the jade slip in his hand with a slightly condensed expression. This was the information sent back by Yan Siyun.
According to the jade slip, the Wu Yue Sect has set up a powerful formation on Fuso Island. It is said to be a wood-attribute magic formation that covers the entire Fuso Island. The aura is so powerful that it is even more powerful than the red blood and red sand formation.
appearance.
"Wu Yue Sect is indeed a giant sect that has been inherited for thousands of years. It has a profound foundation and can easily come up with all kinds of powerful formations." Yuan Ming sighed secretly.
At present, based on this information alone, it is still impossible to determine what kind of magic circle the Wu Yue Sect has arranged, so Yuan Ming did not ask Xi Ying.
A few days later, the alliance army arrived at Fuso Island.
Just like the information previously detected, today's Fuso Island, the entire island is shrouded by a green magic circle. This magic circle covers a very wide area. In addition to Fuso Island, it also includes the surrounding vast sea area.
Looking from a distance, the formation is filled with layers of green light, like countless tree shadows, constantly undulating.
After a brief exploration, a group of Nascent Soul stage monks including Yuan Ming couldn't help but be surprised.
The core of this green formation is actually a giant hibiscus tree. Green rainbows extend from the giant tree and intertwine with each other to form this formation.
Seeing this situation, many monks on Fuso Island made no move to fight, and they all huddled into the green formation.
Fuso City.
In the original meeting hall of Fusang Island, Ni Mu, Li Wu, Qingya and several other Nascent Soul monks from the Wuyue Sect were standing here, but Lord White Bones was not there.
"Master Tianpuppet, the people of the East China Sea Alliance have arrived nearby. Judging from the number of people, they should be out in force." A middle-aged monk in a soap robe knelt on one knee and reported.
"So quickly, and with all the members arriving, it seems that Lord Bones' plan to lure the East China Sea Alliance to divide its troops did not succeed." Ni Mu said to himself.
Lord White Bones has intensified his search for the islands under his control. On the one hand, he is collecting resources, and on the other hand, he also wants to let the East China Sea Alliance divide its forces to put out the fire. Now facing the huge army of the East China Sea Alliance, it naturally represents the failure of his plan.
"Master Tianpuppet, what should we do now?" Li Wu asked, somewhat unwillingly.
Several other Nascent Soul stage monks also looked over, with uneasy expressions on their faces.
In the battle on Zinan Island, the Wuyue Sect's monks suffered losses of 30 to 40%. They no longer had an advantage in terms of numbers or combat power. However, Lord White Bones suddenly ordered to intensify efforts to search and occupy the islands, and to stick to Fusang Island.
The command.
Everyone on Fuso Island didn't understand. According to their thinking, they should take advantage of the Wuyue Sect's numerous soul cultivators to fight against the East China Sea Alliance. Even if they wanted to defend Fuso Island, they should recall all the troops scattered on the islands.
Executing two commands at the same time is tantamount to seeking death.
However, Lord White Bones was appointed by the God of Wuyue and is the highest commander of the Wuyue Sect in the East China Sea, and others had no choice but to obey orders.
"You don't have to worry. The power of Fuso Island's island defense formation is still higher than that of the red blood and red sand formation, and it is especially good at solid defense. Even if those people from the East China Sea Alliance attack with all their strength, they will not be able to break through it within two or three months. The White Bone Venerable has already
We are preparing the means to win. As long as we persist until he comes out of the border, victory will still belong to us," Ni Mu said.
"Is the island protection formation really so powerful?" Li Wu was surprised and happy.
The defense of Fuso Island was personally arranged by Venerable White Bones, and they were not very aware of the power of the island defense formation.
"Of course, this formation is called the Shengsheng Creation Formation, and the equipment for setting up the formation is hand-made by the master of the shop. If it is not powerful enough, how can the White Bone Venerable be in seclusion at this time?" Ni Mu said with a smile.
As soon as these words came out, all the Nascent Soul stage monks present breathed a sigh of relief.
"Although the Shengsheng Creation Formation is powerful, we can't just sit back and watch. I will divide the area and everyone will spread out to guard it." Ni Mu added.
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After a while, everyone in the hall left, leaving only Ni Mu.
He turned around and went to the back room, and cast a spell on a stone wall.
The stone wall made a dull sound of "rumbling" and slowly cracked on both sides, revealing a stone staircase passage extending downward.
There is a cold air lingering in the passage. The deeper you go, the stronger the air becomes. When you reach the bottom of the passage, the air can almost penetrate the bone marrow.
"I didn't expect that Fusang Island would have such a level of yin caves. It's a shame that this place is the only place. Otherwise, it would be difficult to refine the magic weapon." Ni Mu muttered a few words to himself and came to the end of the stone staircase.
There is a stone gate here, and two people are standing at the door. On the left is a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows, and on the right is a girl in red robe.
The auras of the two of them were quite strange. There was no fluctuation in mana, and they did not show any discomfort while standing in this biting environment.
"Venerable Tianpuppet." Seeing Ni Mu coming over, the two of them bowed and saluted with dull expressions on their faces, and their movements were unusually stiff.
"Venerable White Bones is still inside?" Ni Mu asked nonchalantly.
"Yes." The thick-browed man said.
"To what extent have the treasures been refined?" Ni Mu asked.
"Fifty percent of the skeletons sent from the islands have been used, and the refining process should be halfway through," the woman in red robe said.
Next to her was a wooden shelf with nearly a hundred storage bags neatly placed on it.
Ni Mu nodded and was about to turn around and leave when a layer of bone-white light suddenly appeared on the stone door.
An incomparably huge, strange and fierce aura came out, instantly covering the entire underground space, and emitted a strange clicking sound.
All the bones in Ni Mu's body creaked and beat violently, as if they were about to burst out of his body and be thrown into the stone door.
His face changed drastically, and he hurriedly flew up the passage. At the same time, he used all his magic power to protect his body, and then he could barely suppress the abnormal movement of the bones in his body.
The thick-browed man and the red-robed woman beside the stone door seemed unaffected. The red-robed woman took out a storage bag from the wooden shelf and waved it forward.
Countless bloody human bones appeared out of thin air, almost filling the space in front of the stone door.
Most of these human bones are scattered objects, but many are still intact, as if they were made by skinning and removing flesh from living people.
As soon as they came into contact with the strange and fierce aura, all the bones started to move. The complete human bones stepped towards the stone door, and the scattered bones quickly pieced together to form a grotesque skeleton, which also ran towards the stone door.
All the bones touched the bone-white light above and immediately merged into it.
In a few breaths, all the bones disappeared, the bone-white light on the stone door disappeared, and the strange and fierce aura also disappeared without a trace.
Ni Mu, who was in the distance, breathed a sigh of relief, and his face immediately overflowed with joy, and he murmured: "It has only been 50% refined, and the ghost bone flag has such power. If it can be completely restored, it can really sweep across the Yunhuang."
The mainland is indeed a spiritual treasure famous for its killings in ancient times."
This chapter has been completed!