The old monster from Heishan was saying harsh words, and Hu Jiumei was not idle either. She called the elder Gui Nu to one side and said: "Gui Nu, although you are not very capable, you have worked hard to support Gui Xuanzong over the years, and you have still made some achievements.
This time, all the descendants of the Ghost Sect in the Holy Religion have come out. You have to seize the opportunity and win over as many disciples of the Ghost Sect as possible, especially those disciples of the Ghost Sect back then. They still have great feelings for the Ghost Sect. Those who
Forget about the disciples of the sect, but those ghost cultivators can still fight for it. If they cause any trouble, they will be touched.
No matter what your interests are, I and a few seniors will be there to support you."
Gui Nu said gratefully: "Thank you, Senior Hu, for your support. In recent days, I have also secretly contacted some descendants of Gui Xuan Sect. The love for the sect in their hearts has indeed not disappeared. I have won over hundreds of people, many of whom are senior officials."
Senior." Hu Jiumei said: "Well, just go ahead and do it, but I also want to remind you that if you fight with the monks from the heaven in the future, don't rush in front stupidly, others will charge into the battle, and you will bring the Guixuanzong people with you.
Just beat the autumn wind behind you, that's all
It turns out that Gui Xuanzong is now in decline and cannot afford to suffer too much loss."
The ghost slave nodded and said, "Junior understands."
Outside the Xuanhuo Palace, there were hundreds of demon sect bosses. The conversation between the two of them could not escape the eyes and ears of these bosses. Tuo Bayu smiled coldly in his heart. He had destroyed the Ghost Xuan Sect with his own hands, so naturally he did not want to see it.
Gui Xuanzong made a comeback. I didn’t take Gui Xuanzong into my heart before. As a result, during this catastrophe, so many descendants of Gui Xuanzong emerged from all over the world.
Come on, many of them have reached the realm of gods and humans. If these descendants of Guixuanzong really want to help Guixuanzong rise, it will be an extremely difficult matter.
Tuoba Yu said to himself: "Huh, when we go to the battlefield, we will send all the disciples of your Guixuan Sect out to fight in the vanguard. Do you want to preserve your strength? That's not possible."
When the main force of the Demon Cult set off, the Qixing Mountain battlefield had already turned a new page.
The large-scale battle that had been peaceful for two or three days suddenly turned cruel at noon today. The first to launch a counterattack was the human cultivator camp.
As the trumpet sounded, more than 80,000 casual cultivators from the East China Sea and the South China Sea were like two sharp knives, piercing the defensive formation of the Five Divisions of Heavenly Beings from both wings.
The combat power of these casual cultivators was much higher than that of ordinary disciples of the sect. After more than 80,000 people entered from both wings, the battlefield immediately became chaotic.
The horn of a full-scale counterattack has been sounded, and the more than 100,000 Buddhist disciples blocking the front immediately pressed forward and quickly pushed the Buddhist golden light barrier forward.
The Cangyun Sect Sword Immortal followed closely behind, and the dense air swords were shot desperately towards the camp of the Five Celestials on the opposite side. Yang Shijiu was holding the unparalleled sword and rushed as fast as he could. He had been honing his fighting skills in the past few days.
This bellicose and violent little girl is so aggrieved that she feels like she is constipated. Now she can finally have a good fight. Look at her squealing and excitement. I don’t know.
I thought I saw mountains of gold and silver.
Yang Jiu rushed in front of his mother, and his best friend Ouyang Caiyu was very worried. He immediately rushed to control the Lan Ling magic weapon and shouted: "Jiu Jiu, slow down!" Yang Jiu urged the divine sword while
He attacked the enemy's formation with the Eighth Form, shouting: "Slow? Slow as hell! If I had known I would never come back in Southern Xinjiang, haven't I heard that the little senior brother not only fought happily in Southern Xinjiang for several battles, I wouldn't have
Kill more enemies
, I will be laughed at by my little senior brother!”
Hua Wuyou, who was standing on the big head of the white-bone demon dragon, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile. Gu Yuqi flew over and said: "Your Majesty, according to the latest news, Xuantian Sect and Piaomiao Pavilion have a total of more than
One hundred and fifty thousand cultivators have already been dispatched, and the demon sect has sent three hundred thousand troops and are heading here. According to this, the nearest one hundred and forty thousand Buddhist disciples are no longer there.
It's five hundred miles away. One hundred thousand wizards in southern Xinjiang have lost their traces after defeating the Taixu tribe, and they are probably heading towards Qixing Mountain. What should we do?"
Hua Wuyou said calmly: "What's the hurry? Since these ants are rushing to die, let's help them."
Gu Yuqi was stunned and said: "This... we don't have an advantage." Hua Wuyou said: "The Demon Sect's three hundred thousand disciples are indeed scary, but they are tens of thousands of miles away. Don't say anything when you get here.
It will take two or three days. Of the 150,000 people from Xuantian Sect and Piaomiao Pavilion, it is estimated that only the forward 20,000 people from Piaomiao Pavilion can reach the battlefield. The main forces of these two factions will not be involved. As for the wizards in southern Xinjiang
, Hehe... They won't come. But the 140,000 Buddhist disciples are a bit troublesome. They will arrive on the battlefield within an hour. But we don't have to be discouraged.
In terms of combat power, the 180,000 heavenly monks are comparable to the 600,000 human cultivators, so what are you afraid of? Give me my order, change your formation, and be sure to defeat the main force of the human cultivators in front of you before dark."
The battlefield in Middle-earth was in full swing. Ye Xiaochuan received the news immediately. It was strange that the news was sent to Yun Qiyou, not directly to him. Standing on Fugui's back, Yun Qiyou general
The secret message from Tu was handed to Ye Xiaochuan, saying: "Your two heralds are not here, and now I have become the herald. Xiaochuan, I have taught you many times, the little trick of flying crane to pass a message."
law, you
Why can’t I practice well?”
Ye Xiaochuan looked embarrassed. He could only receive letters but not send them. It wasn't that he couldn't send letters, but every time he sent a letter, the paper crane would fly in front of Yun Qiyou.
He once practiced Feihe Chuanshu very hard, but it didn't work no matter how hard he practiced, so he simply stopped practicing now.
In fact, it’s not his fault. The Feihe Chuanshu of Cangyun Sect evolved from the Yin-Yang Qiankun Dao spell practiced by Cangyun Sect. What Ye Xiaochuan practiced was not the Yin-Yang Qiankun Dao, but what Houshan learned.
The second volume of the Book of Heaven, Chapter of Mysterious Dao. Later, he continued to practice a variety of true methods with different attributes. The true energy in his body was extremely messy, and Feihe needed pure and powerful spiritual power of the Yin-Yang, Qiankun Dao to pass on the book. Naturally, he could not do whatever he wanted.
Encourage the flying crane to pass the message, and the flying crane can be sent to
In front of Yun Qiyou, incense was already burning.
He smiled and said: "With you by my side, it doesn't matter whether I practice Feihe Chuanxin or not. From now on, you will be my messenger. I am the master outside, and you are the master inside. Together, we, husband and wife, will be able to do anything to our advantage."
Yun Qiyou sighed, her face turned a little red, and said: "Who is married to you? If you keep talking nonsense, I will get angry." Ye Xiaochuan said: "Isn't this a matter of time? I will arrive in heaven later.
I will put aside other things first and go to your parents to propose marriage immediately. I am so good, your parents will definitely agree. Then we will get married immediately and start the case.
Match your eyebrows and be a carefree couple of gods and immortals."
Yun Qiyou said: "You are still talking nonsense."
He tried to hit Ye Xiaochuan, but Ye Xiaochuan turned around and dodged.
While I was looking at the secret message from China, I suddenly heard the song of Baili Kite.
"Mandarin ducks and butterflies fly together. The spring scenery in the garden is intoxicating. I quietly ask the holy monk if my daughter is beautiful. Is my daughter beautiful?"
After saying that, she reached out and touched Ye Xiaochuan's bald head, and said with a smile: "Brother Holy Monk, who are you going to marry in the bridal chamber? Aren't you afraid that the Buddha will blame you?" Ye Xiaochuan was furious and scratched the newly grown hair.
With an inch short hair, he shouted: "I have hair, I am no longer a monk! If you call me holy monk brother again, I will beat you!"
