At this time, Wei Huang also came over, twirling his blood-stained beard and said: "The Suanni tribe has lost three golden elixir lion demons and a dozen half-transformed lion demons. As for the ones hiding in the jungle,
Since the lions did not participate in the direct battle and were only responsible for mopping up, only a dozen or so were injured."
At this time, people gradually arranged themselves according to the divisions where they were located. The setting sun shone on their faces that were still stained with blood, and the atmosphere seemed extremely tragic. Even though Chen Yunsheng was dissatisfied with the timing of Lan Xingfan's first attack, it was not an argument now.
When he was right or wrong, he said loudly: "Today, you all fought bloody battles. We repelled the powerful enemy, defended the glory of Tianqiong Sect, and let the enemy know that Tianqiong Sect cannot be bullied. This victory belongs to you, also belongs to Tianqiong Sect, and belongs to everyone.
A person who lives and fights here. The real strong men are not the high-level monks, but the martyrs who dare to die generously. They are afraid of selfishness and shed their blood for this land. Let us remember their sacrifices.
Give them their names and send them on their last journey."
The rumbling firelight illuminated everyone's face, and the low and distant mourning songs lingered in every corner of Taibai Peak, waking people up from the enthusiasm of victory and immersing them in the deep memory of the deceased. There is no life.
There is no death, and vice versa. Without martyrs who died generously, how can the people living on this land continue to live.
"
In the night, I bid you farewell,
The people of Xiaotian.
The cold starlight takes away your anger,
The scorching wildfire burned your body.
The long flowing river has washed away your soul, [
The wind and frost like a knife have erased my memory of you.
Maybe one day I will meet you by the River Styx,
I will bring a pot of wine,
Please bring that hairpin with you.
The end of the star road,
eternal reincarnation,
Please take care of it all the way.
"
…
With the same sadness, there is also a hatred in the Sky Alliance camp, the kind of hatred that is unforgettable. Hua Jianyuan stared at the wooden slip in his hand recording the dead, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes. The losses in this battle far exceeded his expectations.
, but 700 of the 1,500 combatants in Tingfeng Valley left their lives in the forest in front of Taibai Peak. The other 200 people lost their ability to fight forever, and their Taoist foundations were destroyed.
, can only linger like dead leaves in the wind, destined not to survive this winter.
Tingfeng Valley lost three second-generation Nascent Soul disciples, and this loss made him heartache all the time. Luo Zhenshan quietly prepared the survivors. These people were full of fighting spirit, hesitant, and their huge frustration made them resentful and hateful.
A decision-maker who makes decisions by patting his head on his head.
"Why is there this war?"
This is the question that people ask the most. Is it just for the illusory vanity and a sense of superiority that has no effect? Everyone is hesitant.
Hua Jianyuan could see the wails of the injured everywhere, and his mood was extremely low. At this time, Dongfang Qingyue came over, and the woman's face no longer had the unparalleled elegance before the war, and blood and sweat stains could be faintly detected.
That stunning beauty.
"The Hidden Moon Sect suffered heavy losses, half of the seven hundred monks who went out to fight were lost."[
"Half? Counting the injured, it's even half. It's far less than the number of people who died in Fenggu. If you hadn't retreated without permission, how could there have been such a disastrous defeat?" Hua Jianyuan had already forgotten what He Zong Lian Heng should have done.
With abundance and skill, the responsibility for the defeat was placed on Southeast Qingyue.
"Are you accusing me of retreating? If I had not retreated in time, I am afraid that the Hidden Moon Sect and the Earth Fire Sect would have been wiped out in front of Taibai Peak. All losses are due to your command. We originally had absolute strength, what is left now?
I’m afraid that the Sky Sect will open its arms to fight with us, and these exhausted monks will not have the courage to fight anymore.”
Southeast Qingyue didn't care at all about Hua Jianyuan's status as the leader of the Sky Alliance. The losses suffered by the Hidden Moon Sect had greatly exceeded her bottom line, which made her completely crazy. She no longer cared about the other party's false intimidation.
Hua Jianyuan was silent for a long time, trying to free himself from the negative emotions of mutual accusations. He was facing a mess, with low morale and no fighting spirit. Should he just go back like this or try to fight again? This question seemed to go unanswered.
And metaphor.
In the battle in front of Taibai Peak, the Guo family suffered the heaviest losses. They lost their head Guo Changke, and less than one-third of the remaining monks were left. What was even more frightening was that many people began to flee, in groups of two at first.
Three, and later developed to more than a dozen. The rout gradually stopped after Guo Changxing killed several people. No one wanted to die under the sword of his own people.
It took a full day for the Sky Vault Alliance to prepare, and the number of remaining monks was only 1,500. Although this number was still stronger than that of the Sky Vault Sect, their remaining confidence was not enough to fight another battle. Hua Jianyuan planned
Although he did not say it out loud, everyone could see it on his face.
But at this moment, the battle situation took a turn for the better, and a large ship full of lions appeared in Hua Jianyuan's sight.
…
Lexiang took a boatload of lions and circled around the southern part of the Tianqiong Mountains before Shi Shiran led everyone to go to Taibai Peak. If it weren't for Xu Bailu, Yi Xiaohu and others strongly opposed it, and Lexiang even wanted to take the boat with him.
People go to the southern Ocean of Storms to see what's going on. In the southern part of Qingzhou, across the vast Tianqiong Mountains, there is an ocean that is raging with violent winds and rains all year round. It is for this reason that violent typhoons wash away the southern foothills of the Tianqiong Mountains regardless of the season.
, the Tianqiong Mountains have rainy weather all year round and a humid climate.
It took Lexiang a few more days to slowly walk to the territory of Tianqiong Sect. After seeing the towering Taibai Peak, he finally let go of his hanging heart. Others may be confused, but he can't deceive Han.
Feng, the two have been together for more than ten years and have a very tacit understanding. Han Feng knows that although Le Xiang looks "loose", he has a responsibility buried deep in his heart, which is to bring everyone home safely.
There was a lazy atmosphere on the boat. Although they saw Taibai Peak, the days of sightseeing and sightseeing along the way made these people feel lazy, and no one showed the excitement they should have when it was time to go home.
The golden lion sat on the top of the boat, swaying his legs, and said with a grin: "Is Taibai Peak performing martial arts? Why are there so many monks outside?"
Hearing this, Lexiang jumped up from the bench and shouted to the sailor on the mast who was controlling the direction: "Turn the bow around and fly to the southeast with all your strength."
The "operating" boatman didn't understand what Lexiang meant, so he yelled: "Letou, you are mistaken. Isn't it getting further and further away from Taibai Peak to the south?"
Lexiang's face changed suddenly and he said: "Nonsense, just go south if I tell you to."
The sailor had never seen Le Xiang's expression before, and he didn't dare to ask. They worked together to pull the rope on the mast, and the sail made a creaking sound, and Kunpeng's huge body gradually turned to the southeast.
At this time, several rays of escaping light flew from the distance at extremely fast speeds. Judging from the color and speed of the light, they were the escaping lights of Nascent Soul monks.
Jin Shi pointed at the few rays of light and said: "Headmaster Chen of the Tianqiong Sect is so polite, and he still sends someone to greet him. This is a revelation. No, the Tianqiong Sect does not have Nascent Soul monks!"
"Enemy attack!"
"Prepare for battle!"
A few sharp-eyed lookouts noticed that the intruder was evil and sounded the alarm at the top of their lungs.
Lexiang looked at the flying light in despair, his thoughts spinning rapidly, but he could not come up with any solution. The surrounding area of Taibai Peak was as peaceful as a town, and the occasional ferocious beasts were of too low level. It seemed that he was in danger this time.
Jin Shi and Xu Bailu were the quickest to respond. They jumped on the bow of the ship with their weapons in hand and turned to look at Le Xiang, waiting for his order.
"Don't resist, let's see what they want to do?"
"Are you crazy?" the golden lion roared.
"Have you forgotten what Elder Weihuang told you before? Listen to me here." Le Xiang said calmly, but his heart was not as calm as his tone.
Hua Jianyuan took his three Nascent Soul monks and Southeast Qingyue, a total of five people flew to Kunpeng. When the master of Tingfeng Valley saw a boat of lions and several monks from the Tianqiong Sect, his eyes suddenly lit up. A few days ago
He lost miserably in the battle, and God finally gave him a chance to make a comeback.
The Xingtian Sword is showing off, and it's about to take action.
There was despair in Le Xiang's eyes. Although he didn't have the ability to fight with others, he was very good at observing people's behavior and their cultivation. The pressure this old man gave him was much higher than that of ordinary Nascent Souls.
The power of the monks.
Could it be that he is an immortal?
Thinking about the recent rumors that Hua Jianyuan, the ancestor of Tingfeng Valley, had entered the state of becoming a god, he concluded that the old man in front of him was Hua Jianyuan. The man's expression made him want to eat his own flesh, so he knew the cause and effect of the incident.
If your opponent decides to take action, what will you do?
Lexiang asked himself this question repeatedly, his mind went blank. Fighting is also death, not fighting is also death, waiting to die is worse than fighting to death. Gradually, his hand slowly moved towards the sword hanging at his waist.
At this critical moment, Luo Zhenshan gently placed his hand on Hua Jianyuan's and whispered: "Ancestor, wait a minute, I have a plan, I wonder if you are willing to listen to it?"
Hua Jianyuan's murderous intention was interrupted, and he was very unhappy. He snorted angrily: "Put it out quickly!"
"We might as well use this boat and the beast as a threat and ask for a direct battle. If he doesn't agree, we will kill him. If he agrees, it will be revenge. These people will die anyway, so why not wait a little longer?"
Luo Zhenshan's face showed a trace of sinisterness.
Hua Jianyuan frowned, lost in thought. After a while, he said: "It's up to you, but if they catch them without restraint, they will have to kill one to serve as a warning to others."
Several people were distributed around Kunpeng. This time, no matter how Kunpeng moved, he could not escape from the palms of these people. Seeing Hua Jianyuan and a monk lowering their heads and whispering, Le Xiang felt more hope in his heart, and his hand gradually moved from the hilt of the sword.
Kai, no matter what the other party wants to do, at least he can't die now.
Luo Zhenshan flew ten feet above Kunpeng and said loudly: "Surrender now and let you live a little longer. If you don't agree, I will kill you all now."
Jin Shi, Xu Bailu, and Yi Xiaohu were all ready to fight to the death. Even Han Feng was ready to open the spirit beast bag and release the poisonous dragon in a desperate fight.
Unexpectedly, Le Xiang jumped onto the bow statue and said loudly: "If you are willing to tie your hands, please don't hurt us!"