Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh ten thousand army
Chapter 587 An army of tens of millions
Chapter 587 An army of tens of millions
In the main hall, in addition to Shangguan Mingyuan and other six golden immortals, there are also dozens of immortals such as Shangguan Huiying, Xia Lan, Wu Bao, Tang Yongdong, Xiong Siniang, Yuan Tong and Jin Peng's descendants Yuan Ba and Jin Biao.
Such a lineup would naturally seem a bit shabby for the powerful sects that truly shocked the Immortal Realm, but in the desolate and vast land of the Northern Wilderness, where wars are endless all year round, such a lineup is definitely considered luxurious, especially when Yaizhen has reached the Golden Immortal level.
In the fourth heaven realm, in the entire Northern Wilderness, except for Ancestor Lingwei, it can be said that almost no one can defeat him.
The two white-haired boys, whose legs had been cut off to the knees, stood under His Highness, feeling the murderous aura in the hall. Thinking of five hundred years ago, they couldn't help but sigh inwardly. If they had known earlier that the little Tongtian Sect was so powerful.
With such strength, how could they dare to lead an army to attack the Tongtian Sect? Thinking of this, they couldn't help but think of the recent frequent mobilization of troops by the Yin-Yang Sect. According to reports from spies, the Yin-Yang Sect's headquarters and people from various parties who had always relied on the Yin-Yang Sect were now in
There are nearly 10 million people gathered in Yin Yang Mountain, and the number is still increasing.
Regardless of whether the tens of millions of troops are just a mob or not, such a huge number is enough to make all the forces in the Northern Wasteland, large and small, tremble with fear and panic. Not to mention that among these tens of millions of troops, there are nearly five million who dominate the northern wilderness.
The soldiers and horses of the Yin Yang Sect headquarters in the east of the wasteland are truly an army of wolves and tigers, not just a ragtag group!
The Yin-Yang Sect has mobilized such a huge and powerful army, and its opponent is the Tongtian Sect, which has only risen in the Northern Wasteland for more than 600 years and has only more than 200,000 followers. If it were in the past, the white-haired twin boys would definitely think that this
Things have reached the extreme level of absurdity, but now, not only do they not have any sense of absurdity, they actually have a vague premonition that the Yin-Yang Patriarch and his Yin-Yang Sect will probably decline from now on because they know that in addition to this hall, the Tongtian Sect also has
There is a religious ancestor who is so mysterious and terrifying that even those as powerful as Yaizi will respect him as their master.
"Recently, the Yin-Yang Sect has been mobilizing troops frequently, and there are already voices saying that the Yin-Yang Ancestor is preparing to fight to the death with our sect in the Blood Sand Valley. What do you think?" Just when the white-haired twin boys were in a state of mind, Shangguan Ming
His distant eyes swept down like a sharp sword, and he asked in a deep voice. His tall and thin body exuded a domineering aura of unrageable power.
"What's there to think about? Since the Yin Yang Sect wants to fight, let's fight and kill him until his blood flows like a river. Wouldn't it be fun?" Shangguan Mingyuan's voice had just finished. Yuan Tong's eyes were already shining with golden light, revealing two rows of white trees.
teeth, with a fierce look on his face
"Yes, kill him happily." Yuan Tonghua had just finished speaking. Jin Peng had already shouted, and the metallic voice echoed in the hall, with a fierce aura of gold and iron horses, making people seem to have smelled the strong atmosphere in the battlefield.
the smell of blood
"If the Yin-Yang Sect wants to fight, our sect has no choice but to fight to the death with them. But this time the Yin-Yang Ancestors have gathered nearly ten million troops, but our sect only has 210,000 troops. We abandoned our sect's mountain-protecting formation.
We are fighting to the death with the Yin-Yang Sect in the Blood Sand Valley. Our sect will suffer heavy casualties. It is definitely not a wise move. In my opinion, let the Yin-Yang Sect mobilize their troops and clamor however they want. We just need to remain unchanged in response to any changes and guard the mountain gate.
That's all right." Xia Lan saw the two guardians shouting that they wanted to go out to fight, and saw Yaizhen standing next to Shangguan Mingyuan with fierce eyes and murderous intent. He could no longer hold back the murderous intent in his heart and hurriedly said.
Xia Lan now has the realm of the third heaven of the immortals, but she is a mysterious female demon body, and she cultivates the middle Dantian. Her real strength is comparable to the fourth level of the immortals, but the heavenly immortals and the golden immortals belong to two completely different realms.
There is a qualitative gap in strength between them, so although Xia Lan has also improved, her strength is no longer as good as Shangguan Mingyuan, who was close in strength before.
As soon as Xia Lan said these words, Jin Peng and Yuan Tong did not dare to shout anymore. Although they are warlike and violent by nature, they are still somewhat self-aware. Although their current strength is comparable to the second level of the Golden Immortal, they are still far from reaching it.
Facing an army of tens of millions, they can monopolize the tide, not to mention that there are many golden immortal-level experts among those tens of millions. In particular, the ancestor of Yin and Yang is the overlord of the party with a reputation far and wide. With one person and two clones, even they dare not boast of their strength.
Yan Sheng and the others all nodded in agreement, but Yaizhen obviously didn't think so. He stepped forward with his tall and sturdy body and said proudly: "The enemy is coming. If I, the Tongtian Sect, can't stand up and let others attack, what kind of man can I be? I'm just a mere man.
There are tens of millions of troops, but I still don’t take them seriously.”
Yaizhen's cultivation has reached the fourth level of the Golden Immortal. Once he crosses over, he will become the Sanqing God. His strength is unfathomable. In the hall, even if he is as strong as Yuan Tong and Jin Peng, he can only get beaten. His words are naturally extremely weighty.
As soon as these words came out, Yuan Tong and Jin Peng's eyes shone with golden light again, and they were ready to take action. There were also many others who were wavering, and they all turned their attention to Shangguan Mingyuan.
Shangguan Mingyuan's face was as dark as water, his eyes were shining, his hand gently twirled his white beard, and a vague and unyielding aura emanated from his body.
As the leader of a religion, Shangguan Mingyuan was naturally not willing to be a coward and let others attack the mountain gate. But as the leader of a religion, he had more things to consider than others, and the burden on his shoulders was also heavier.
Faced with such a terrifying army of tens of millions, Shangguan Mingyuan did not have the slightest fear. In the past five hundred years, Tongtian Sect has been recruiting disciples, and every once in a while, fire crows have brought out a large amount of spiritual herbs from the Qinglong Heaven and Earth.
Then the white-haired twin boys worked day and night to refine the fine elixirs for the believers to take. And because Yu Ziqing inherited the mantle of Tongtianzi, there are many immortal Taoisms in the Tongtian Jiao Scripture Pavilion that are top-notch in the immortal world.
With the superior Taoism of the Immortal Family, the finest elixirs, and the increasingly rich aura of Cangwu Mountain, the development speed of Tongtian Sect in the past five hundred years can almost be described as a rocket, from the initial few thousand people to the current state.
As many as 210,000. From less than a hundred heavenly beings at the beginning, there are now more than 2,000 heavenly beings. And because he accidentally obtained a mysterious fire dragon fruit under the Tongtian Peak that was endowed with the yang energy of heaven and earth, he was able to break through to gold in one fell swoop.
In the fairyland, there is a strong man like Yaizhen who is as powerful as the three pure gods.
If the Tongtian Sect is really willing to hold on to the mountain gate, even if the Yin-Yang Sect recruits tens of millions of troops, they will definitely be victorious and undefeated.
But if this is the case, Cangwu Mountain will once again experience the flames of war and suffer more tragic damage than the previous one. It will also alarm Yu Ziqing who is in seclusion. This is something Shangguan Mingyuan never wants to see. Secondly, if Tongtian Sect wants to
To truly develop into a first-class sect in the immortal world, it must go through the test of life and death and the baptism of blood. Only in this way can the Tongtian Sect unite as one and form a terrifying force. Only in this way can the members of the Tongtian Sect understand the mysteries of heaven in life and death.
, can you go far on the road of cultivation! Just like the Phoenix Nirvana, you can be reborn from the ashes and bloom with the dazzling brilliance of life.
But with an army of tens of millions, it is an army that makes people tremble with fear just hearing the numbers. If people like Tongtian Sect really want to fight to the death with them in the Blood Sand Valley, they will probably be overwhelmed by the army as soon as they meet. Even if they have the strength, they will be overwhelmed.
Forcing Sanqingtian's Yaizhen to dominate the storm, Tongtian Sect will also suffer heavy casualties. Moreover, the battlefield is changing rapidly. The situation is not right. It is very possible that all the troops that Tongtian Sect has worked hard to cultivate for five to six hundred years will be accounted for in the Blood Sand Valley.
Thinking of this, Shangguan Mingyuan's thin face became more and more serious. If he wins the battle, from now on the Tongtian Sect will be like a giant dragon soaring into the sky. No one in the Northern Wasteland, not even the Emperor Huang Zengtian, can stop its edge. But if he loses the battle, or the Tongtian Sect's vitality
If the Tongtian Sect's hard work over the years is seriously injured, I'm afraid it will be in vain, and it will even leave a terrible shadow in the future, and it will not be able to recover for a long time. Worried about other forces taking the opportunity to add insult to injury, at that time, the only way to really do it is to knock on the door and ask for help.
Yu Ziqing took action personally
Seeing that Shangguan Mingyuan remained silent for a long time, the atmosphere in the hall became a little depressing. No one dared to disturb him because everyone knew that Shangguan Mingyuan's words would determine the life or death of hundreds of thousands of Tongtian Sect members.
It will decide whether the Tongtian Sect will draw its sword out of its sheath and fight a bloody path, or whether it will shrink its head and become a tortoise.
"Meet the Patriarch." At this moment, there was a loud shout outside the hall, and the two closed doors of the hall opened with a bang.
Outside the main hall, Yu Ziqing, dressed in Tsing Yi, was climbing up the steps and walking towards the gate step by step.
"Meeting the Ancestor" Shangguan Mingyuan and others were overjoyed when they saw Yu Ziqing coming out of seclusion. They no longer had to discuss whether to go to war or to hold on, and they all stood up to greet him.
With a smile on his face, Yu Ziqing nodded to everyone one by one, and then, surrounded by everyone, he sat on the throne of the patriarch. Shangguan Huiying and Yaizhen naturally stood on the left and right behind him, with solemn expressions.
Below, on the left and right, sit Shangguan Mingyuan and Xia Lan, the two principal and deputy leaders. As for Zhu Lizhen, Qian Mengqi, and He Muliu, they are still practicing in seclusion for fear of holding back Yu Ziqing and are not in the hall.
After Yu Ziqing sat down, he glanced slightly below and said calmly: "I already know what you said."
Having said this, Yu Ziqing paused slightly, his peaceful gaze suddenly became sharp, and his gentle and fair face became cold, as sharp as a knife and an axe, exuding an iron-blooded evil aura.
"It's not polite to come back and not return. Since the Yin Yang Sect sent people to attack Tongtian Sect twice, it's our turn to go to Yin Yang Mountain this time." Yu Ziqing's words were still unhurried, as if he was saying
A very common thing, but the tone has become cold and devoid of any emotion.
When Shangguan Mingyuan and others heard this, their eyes suddenly widened, with expectations and murderous intent on their faces. Only the two white-haired children with childlike hearts twitched suddenly, and felt a cold air crawling up the spine from behind.
They never expected that they were still discussing whether to go to the Blood Sand Valley or stick to the mountain gate. As soon as Yu Ziqing appeared, the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse and they were actually preparing to directly send troops to attack Yin Yang Mountain.