He looked at the army with a gloomy expression. He waved slightly to disperse the arc-shaped lightning on his palms. At the same time, behind him, in the fluctuation of nothingness, one after another figures appeared one after another.

First it was Marquis Yao, then the succeeding Palace Masters of the Three Palaces, as well as the deacons of each palace, and even the powerful men from each sect, all of whom had returned to the realm of cultivation, appeared in the sky.

Xue Lianzi, Yan Yan's grandmother, and the three heads of the Eight Sect Alliance were all inside.

All of them looked solemn.

However, compared with before Xu Qing left, there are much fewer people appearing now.

Those who go less often will either defect or die in battle.

There is also a woman in the crowd, wearing a long purple dress, like a redbud blooming in the sky. She is extremely beautiful. She is Zixuan.

She stood there, very conspicuous, and judging from her position, it was obvious that her status was different from others, and she was more noble.

There seemed to be a touch of sadness between her eyebrows, which made her look a little melancholy. Now she frowned and looked at the ancestor Lingyun and the army behind him.

The entire Fenghai County was silent.

The arrival of the army created huge pressure and enveloped everyone in Fenghai County. It was not that they did not want to send troops, but that they had gone to the extreme.

"Yao Tianyan, Zheng Kaiyi, you are so brave!" Ancestor Ling Yun stepped out and stood in front of the army, with murderous intent in his eyes and an unprecedented sense of relief in his heart, and sneered.

"Seven days have passed since the Seventh Prince recruited you and others. Your Fenghai County is seeing a crisis on the battlefield. Our human race has suffered heavy casualties, but we only know how to protect ourselves and are unwilling to send a single soldier."

"By behaving like this, you are collaborating with the enemy, and you are the scum of the human race!"

"The Lord Governor has arrived in person today. If you are still stubborn, does this Fenghai County still belong to the human race? Is there still a human emperor above your heads? Do you still have the righteousness of the human race in your hearts?"

Ancestor Lingyun has experienced too many things in his life, and he has long been cultivated with tact and scheming. Every word he speaks has great meaning, and every sentence is true to the human race, far from being comparable to ordinary people.

At this moment, these impassioned words echoed, and even the middle-aged man on the white elephant in the army looked up with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

Everyone in Fenghai County was filled with grief and anger after hearing this. Most of the monks in the Three Palaces in the county capital were livid, gnashing their teeth, and their eyes were filled with anger. In the sky, Marquis Yao took a step forward, looking sad and angry.

"You said that our Fenghai County only knows how to protect itself and is unwilling to send any soldiers. In the past six months, our Fenghai County has sent five batches of millions of men, as well as the master of the Palace of Obedience and many deacons from the three palaces!"

"These millions of men are our hope for the future of Fenghai County, and they are our only remaining source of soldiers!"

"Each clan, especially our Fenghai County human race, has run out of fuel."

"Now, you're here to confuse right and wrong!"

"You keep talking about the righteousness of the human race, but dare to ask me how many of the five groups of millions of men in Fenghai County are still alive today? The master of the Palace of Fengxing died in the battle, and many deacons were buried in foreign lands. Their deaths were not for the righteousness of the human race!"

"And our Fenghai County has experienced many things in recent years. We were responsible for the Shenglan invasion ourselves. Three palace masters died in battle, the county guard died mysteriously, and the seventh prince came to plunder the victory. It seemed like a rescue, but in reality,

No one knows!"

"Isn't it enough that five batches of millions of men died in my Fenghai County? Are we going to extinguish even our last glimmer of fire?"

Yao Hou straightened his back, looking not at Patriarch Lingyun, but at the army behind him, speaking with a clear conscience.

Next to him, Master Qi also stepped out at this moment, looked at the white elephant in the army, and spoke calmly.

"We have human justice in our hearts, and we can sacrifice, but it must be worth it."

"I would like to ask Lord Governor how many battlefields the Seventh Prince has sent to the battlefield."

The middle-aged man on the white elephant in the army did not put down the ancient book in his hand, but just spoke lightly to the ancestor Lingyun.

"You still have half a stick of incense left."

Ancestor Lingyun's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he scanned the county capital city. Finally, he looked at Qi Ye, Yao Hou and others, and let out a cold voice.

"The Sword-bearing Palace, the Fengxing Palace, and the Silu Palace. The palace lords, deputy palace lords, deacons, and monks holding swords in these three palaces, as many as are left, will be dispatched."

"Each sect, the sect leaders are participating in the war."

"In addition...His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince named Xu Qing to participate in the battle in the first call half a year ago. You are using him as an excuse to hide in seclusion. This time, Xu Qing must participate in the battle!"

"Within half a stick of incense, Yi Qian and others, as well as Xu Qing, must be assembled!"

After Ancestor Lingyun finished speaking, he took a step forward.

This step surpassed the sky thunder, roaring in all directions, causing the wind and clouds to change color, and the sky to form a huge whirlpool. During the rumbling rotation, everyone in Fenghai County was extremely angry, and each one was aroused.

Yao Hou showed determination in his eyes, and after looking at Master Qi, there was a touch of decisiveness in his determination, and his voice echoed with evil spirit.

"Three Palaces!"

In an instant, the three palace masters behind him each rose into the sky and shouted in succession.

Especially in the Sword-holding Palace, which was responsible for the battle, the former deputy palace master and now the palace master, uttered chilling sounds between heaven and earth.

"Where is the sword holder!"

His words echoed throughout the county capital. Figures rose from the ground one by one in the county capital, and solemn voices were heard.

"The sword holder, Sun Chenwu, is here!"

"Zhang Hao, the sword holder, is here!"

"The sword holder, Lu Tao, is here!"

…

And among these many voices, there was one voice that was particularly clear, like thunder exploding in everyone's ears, causing endless waves.
Chapter completed!