In the sky with the main island of Shengpu Sect as the center, the originally sunny weather suddenly changed. There were black clouds stretching for hundreds of miles from somewhere, and it was low pressure and almost connected with the sea.

The sky above the sea is dark, as if it is twilight, the wind is howling, the waves are steep, the waves are rising, and it looks like a storm is approaching.

Yun Ni and the other two came to the square outside the secret room. Looking up, they saw dark clouds surging in the sky, and lightning flashed in it. Dozens of huge golden and black spiritual boats were like solid fortresses, displayed side by side at the front of the sea of ​​clouds, with figures standing densely above them.

These spiritual boats are slightly different from the flying spiritual boats I saw in the past. They are built with black platforms more than ten feet high, engraved with various dense runes, which look like magic circles and altars.

Seeing this, Bai Fengyi's expression changed slightly. With a wave of his hand, a stone array appeared in front of him. After stroking his fingers a few times, he immediately ordered: "Send the order, open the ban, and prepare to face the enemy!"

With her order, a rapid and sharp sound sounded at the entire Holy Puppet Sect master island, including the eight islands outside.

Immediately afterwards, the spiritual patterns on the gray and white stone pillars standing all over the island illuminated, and the light shone brightly. All the array maps engraved on the ground of the entire island and the magic arrays engraved on the buildings began to operate.

Amid the sound of "rumbling", the entire main island began to tremble violently, and the terrain began to undergo drastic changes.

At the top of the highest mountain on the island, smoke and dust rolled, and the entire mountain slowly settled into the belly of the mountain, revealing a huge hole. Hundreds of mechanical flying boats covered with golden spiritual patterns rose up almost at the same time, hovering in the sky, waiting for the battle.

At the original bend of the river, the water flow was led down the island by a huge passage that suddenly appeared. There was also a golden light on the exposed riverbed. A huge puppet beast shaped like a turtle was revealed from it. The runes on it were bright, and green light overflowed, emitting bursts of rich water spiritual power fluctuations.

In the dense forest on the second floor of the island, bursts of trees collapsed and broken, and puppet beasts about twelve feet tall like tigers and leopards rushed out, squeezed on the edge of the second floor, roaring silently in the direction of the sky.

Several true immortal elders rushed from all over the island to the square, and gathered with dozens of disciples and hundreds of human-shaped puppets behind them.

In some important areas of the island, there are also True Immortal Elders leading their disciples and puppet troops to launch a tight defense.

Within less than ten breaths after the abnormality occurred, all the restrictions on the entire main island were activated and all the power was mobilized.

At the same time, the sea area around the main island was shocked violently, and the sea water surged, rotating wildly around the eight small islands, forming huge vortexes of water flow.

The white lights are made in the whirlpool. The white round towers standing on the islands are like lighthouses on the sea, releasing circles of bright light, illuminating the sea area with snow-white color.

Han Li and Lin Jiu had already returned to the square next to the Baita and met with the monks of the Holy Puppet Sect who were stationed around.

His eyes flashed blue light, and he could clearly see the figure standing on it in the dark clouds at high altitude.

These people were all covered with black cloth, and were all wearing a black cloak, which was somewhat similar to those on Lin Jiu's body, but their sleeves and collars were all embroidered with a layer of gold edges, and a cross pattern was also embroidered on their chests.

Han Li is not unfamiliar with this pattern. He has seen it on the Shifanglou token he got from Pingyaozi.

"I didn't expect it to be a person from Shifanglou." Han Li murmured with a complicated expression.

"Strictly speaking, they are not people from Shifanglou, but just people who were summoned by the 'Tianfang Killing Order'." Lin Jiu said after pondering for a moment.

"Oh, what do you mean by fellow Taoist Linjiu?" Han Li asked in confusion.

"As a major dark force in the Beihan Immortal Realm, Shifanglou is actually quite different from our Wuchang Alliance. However, they mainly do intelligence and assassination businesses, and issue reward orders, hunting orders, strangulation orders, etc. are all within their business scope. Their mission release and acceptance are not only for internal members, but for everyone. In other words, anyone who can afford the price can issue tasks, and ask for their own strength can also accept their tasks. As long as the two involve one, they are considered as early-level members of Shifanglou. Therefore, their organization is not as rigorous as the Wuchang Alliance, but its internal relationships are more complicated and more complicated." Lin Jiu explained.

"In other words, the people of the Impermanence Alliance can also issue and receive tasks in the Shifanglou. These people gathered together after receiving the order of killing the Ten Directions?" Han Li thought for a while and asked again.

"Yes, this order is a massacre order issued by Shifanglou, which is expensive. Once issued, it will gather forces to launch an attack on a certain sect or aristocratic family within almost the entire fairyland. All those involved will own everything they have obtained from the destroyed sect. Naturally, there is no need to worry about being pursued afterwards." A solemn look appeared in Lin Jiu's eyes, explaining.

When Han Li heard this, he also understood in his heart that the terrifying thing about this order was that it had a strong temptation to a large number of casual cultivators, especially some Mahayana cultivators who were stuck at bottlenecks due to lack of cultivation resources. They watched their life span gradually, so how could they not take this opportunity to take risks?

Once such people join in, due to the protection of Shifanglou's identity and no worries, they are often more cruel than most people and are more ruthless in attacking these sects. On the one hand, of course, it is to plunder more cultivation resources, but on the other hand, it is also to vent their long-established anger and jealousy.

Besides, the Holy Puppet Sect has been operating for so many years, and just selling puppets, it has accumulated a huge amount of resources and wealth. I am afraid that in everyone's eyes, it is a piece of fat that is so fat that it cannot be fatter.

While the two were talking, they suddenly felt the ground beneath them tremble wildly. The grooves embedded in the ground seemed to be flowing, filled with almost substantial white light.

There were a burst of "rumbling" sounds coming from the bottom of the island, and a circle of huge cracks began to appear on the ground around the square, separating the area near the White Tower.

The area that was separated was actually raised to hundreds of feet high.

Han Li flew out, looked up at the island with a high altitude, and suddenly found an area in the center of the entire array island separated from the island and turned into a huge stone puppet.

It is shaped like a warrior, with stones all over it as white as jade, but hard as steel. It holds a silver giant sword hundreds of feet long in its hand, with spiritual patterns all over it, emitting amazing sharp waves.

The other array islands around were all in the same situation at this time, and they turned into giant puppets nearly a thousand feet tall. Some of them looked like wild giant apes, some looked like stone armored giants, and some were shaped like snow-land wolves... In short, they were of different shapes, and they were all different.

Moreover, the colors and shapes of the spiritual patterns on these puppets are different. Some are dark yellow circles, covering the torso in circles, some are red stripes, like a red ribbon, wrapped around their arms and bodies, and some are pitch black, engraved on their chests like tattoos.

At this time, among the dark clouds at a high altitude, three figures were standing shoulder to shoulder at the front of a black spiritual boat.

On the cheek under the cloak of one person, there was an extremely long and deep scar on his cheek. It ran from the left forehead along the forehead and ran through the right eye. It was cut into the cheek below and was blocked by a masked black cloth.

On his right side, a young man with a slender figure and a sword straddled his waist stood. He did not wear a cloak and hat on his head, but was covered with black cloth. His exposed cheeks were as white as jade. His thick eyebrows flew into his temples. His eyes were bright and bright, and he looked plump and brilliant.

These two people are extremely rich in breath, and they are all cultivators in the Golden Immortal Realm.

As for the one standing on the other side, a big man with a yellowish face was nearly half tall. Although he was wearing a cloak, he could still see a dark blue metallic luster on his forehead, which was obviously wearing a certain metallic forehead protection.

Although this person is only at the peak of the True Immortal Realm, being able to be on par with these two golden immortals shows his unusual identity.

"Hehe... Fellow Daoist Lu Ji is quite satisfied with our Shifanglou arrangement this time?" The scar-faced man smiled, looked at the man with a cross-sword beside him, and asked.

"This time I spent such a huge price to find you Shifanglou. What I valued was your influence. It was indeed a bit unexpected to be able to summon so many people this time. But the cultivation of these people is too messy, right? Just like the miscellaneous army pieced together by scattered soldiers and brave men, how much combat power can they have?" The man with a cross-sword replied calmly.

Apart from the three of them, among the two or three thousand people on these warships, there are only more than forty true immortal cultivators. As for the others, they are all Mahayana cultivators, and even many cultivators in the combined Void Refining stage. From the perspective of cultivation level, it is indeed very chaotic and complicated.

"Haha, most of these people are wandering cultivators in the mountains and fields. They can practice step by step. Which one of them has not been fought through years of fighting? If they were at the same level of cultivation, how could their combat power be weaker than those of the Holy Puppet Sect who only know how to manipulate puppet techniques?" The scar-faced man said with a smile.

"At this moment, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to chat about these things here? Brother Xuehan, I'm here in Guyun Continent and have the tasks assigned by my master. Let's do it as soon as possible." The man with a yellow face suddenly spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Chongluan, don't worry, just tentatively attack. At this moment, the whole picture of their defense has been revealed, which is basically the same as the information collected before. We can do it according to the original plan. Just wait until we attack the Holy Puppet Sect, do not forget the thing that I had agreed to before." The scar-faced man smiled and said.
Chapter completed!