The night is dark, the moon is bright, and the wind is cold.
Fan Yang walked through the dense forest, his figure erratic, like a ghost. At this time, in the Tianqiong Sect, in terms of cultivation alone, he was enough to rank in the top thirty. If you don't count the masters who live in the Tianqiong Sect,
He is enough to be among the top ten. No matter in any corner of Cathay, the Nascent Soul cultivator is a presence that people look up to.
After running around in the middle of the night, Fan Yang did not find anything useful except for killing two wild beasts. It seemed that the Bright Guard had given up on this land and would not build any more teleportation arrays here. Thinking of this
Here, Fan Yang didn't seem to get any inner comfort. On the contrary, he became more and more uneasy because the doubts were getting bigger and bigger. From any point of view, the Bright Guard at that time should not have led them to the teleportation array. More
He shouldn't have given up on the teleportation circle when the battle was still at a stalemate. He felt like he was being fooled.
Fan Yang rarely thinks about problems so hard. He is not an idiot, he is just not used to thinking like this. But when he thinks about it calmly, he can still find something unusual in it. He stopped and stood
Under a big tree, he looked up at the sky. Through the speckled shadows of the trees, he saw the incomplete moon.
The wind swayed the branches from time to time, and the moon shadow was sometimes sparse and sometimes dense, sometimes appearing from this side, sometimes appearing from that side. Fan Yang seemed to be fascinated. At this moment, a light suddenly flashed in his mind, and he seemed to see
There is a reason that can explain all events.
"If Star Palace intends for us to focus our attention here, this will undoubtedly be an excellent hiding place for where they really want to set up their formation."
Fan Yang felt a chill on his back. Perhaps, at this moment, the group of lifeless living dead in Xing Palace were hard at work building a teleportation circle in an inaccessible canyon. But he was still stupidly following the circle drawn by others.
It was spinning endlessly. It wasn't until the tide-like army of star palaces rushed towards us that it was too late to regret it.
Fan Yang shook his head hard and suppressed that terrible thought. He knew what he was going to do. The most important thing now was to inform Mu Wu and others to expand the scope of the search, or to leave the forest at all and set their sights on a wider area.
Far away.
He flew five or six feet in the direction he came from and landed again. After thinking for a moment, he changed his mind because he had no good reason to convince Mu Wu and others. He understood what kind of people the monks trained by Qianlong were.
, rigid, tough, and inflexible.
Fan Yang decided to do this on his own. He spread a map under a big tree and carefully analyzed the terrain near the Ocean of Storms through the mottled moon shadow. He had to admit that the place where the teleportation circle was built in the Star Palace was indeed very secret.
Apart from that place, he seemed to be unable to find a more secret place.
After drawing several possible locations for building teleportation arrays on the map, Fan Yang set off in a hurry. These locations were extremely far away from where he was, with a round trip of two to three thousand miles. For a monk like him, it was not a long journey.
Easy journey.
…
Gongsun Long stood next to the palace that was almost burned to ruins, and his heart felt like he was being burned on fire. He felt like a fool, being led by others. The war on Baisha Island ended soon, but the garrison there
Almost all of the more than one hundred war cultivators on this small island were killed. Counting the twenty people lost during the attack on the island, he lost almost one hundred and fifty well-trained war cultivators in two days.
Every cultivator is precious to a kingdom. The number of people who can practice is limited, and the resources that can support cultivators are also limited, and the war cultivators who have consumed precious supplies are easily killed, which makes him unable to
accept.
At this time, a tall and tall monk walked out of the ruins of the main hall. It was Gongsun Xing, the prince of Yinsha. Since Mingyuetai, his status in Yinsha has been far worse than before. This is different from the loss in Mingyuetai.
It has a lot to do with how many national masters he has recruited. The reason why Gongsun Xing has not been taken down yet is because his successor is not strong enough. He can be sure that if there is a direct brother in his family who can cultivate to Nascent Soul cultivation
Because, then his fate is as miserable as this dilapidated palace.
Of course Gongsun Xing noticed his father's livid expression, but he still took the initiative to speak, "Father, envoys from Jinsha have visited and conveyed their goodwill to help us resist the Star Palace."
Gongsun Long seemed not to hear.
Gongsun Xing repeated it louder.
Gongsun Long snorted softly, his eyes fell on his son, and he said coldly: "How did you answer them?"
Gongsun Xing said honestly: "I will obey my father's will and take charge of the affairs on my father's behalf when you leave. Therefore, I asked for their help. I agreed to let the garrison stationed south of Xingluo Sea let in Jinsha's army. Jinsha's army
At this time, they have gathered near Xiaoyu Island, within a radius of five hundred miles."
Gongsun Long walked up to his son, grabbed his collar with his hands, and put his face close to his face, "You should tell them that this is what you should do. Instead of using a begging gesture. Xinggong will destroy us.
, they won’t survive either, so don’t be polite to Jinsha. Remember, they are not our benefactors, we are in a relationship of mutual use. Do you understand?”
Gongsun Xing nodded dullly, not knowing whether he could handle this matter well or not.
Gongsun Long ignored the dull Gongsun Xing and said to the herald beside him: "Pass my order to all the war cultivators in Yinsha to be on guard. If there is any situation, report it to the prince as soon as possible. He now has full authority to deal with the star."
The matter of those bandits in the palace."
Gongsun Xing felt like a big stone in his heart suddenly fell to the ground. It seemed that his father was starting to put him in a more important position. If this thing was done well, his status in the family would definitely be improved again.
…
After three days of trekking day and night, Wanqi Guanxi finally moved his five thousand elite monks from Xingluo Sea to a place five hundred miles east of Xiaoyu Island. Xiaoyu Island is a small island not far from the Silver Sands coastline.
Although the island is far away, it is extremely hidden. The reason is that the sea water here is extremely deep, the wind and waves are strong, and there is nothing produced in the water. Neither fishermen nor monks who go to sea are willing to come to this barren sea.
Wanqi Guanxi opened his camp, and he was waiting for the clarion call to attack. Accompanying him was his staff Fang Bujing. Fang Bujing shook his goatee and kept throwing a passing ball.
Staring at the roaring sea water in front of him, he said with emotion: "General, did the Ninth Princess really humiliate you in front of His Majesty?"
Wanqi Guanxi snorted feebly and said: "It doesn't matter if you humiliate me in front of His Majesty. The problem is where to put my face when you humiliate me in front of the other three immortals. That girl is really too
It’s disgusting.”
Fang Bujing said: "General, be careful what you say. She is the Ninth Princess. If she can see the future and the past as she said, wouldn't all our conversations here be seen by her? But I still
I admire the Ninth Princess very much. She was able to choose this one among thousands of small islands, but I don’t know if there are really people from Star Palace on that island. If I were the person in charge of Star Palace, I would also choose this place for teleportation
Ordered.”
Wanqi Guanxi spread his hands and said boredly: "It doesn't matter, what if I knew. I, Wanqi Guanxi, am just such a person."
He pointed to the cloudy sky ahead and said: "No matter whether there are people in the palace on that island or not, we have to rush forward and wait."
…
Three hundred miles west of Xiaoyu Island, here is a ring-shaped archipelago, where General Lian Si of Xuanwei of Jinsha set up an ambush. He divided his five thousand elite warriors into two wings and three central parts, scattered throughout the archipelago.
In every corner, these elite warrior cultivators buried themselves in sand or hid themselves in bushes. Looking down from mid-air, it was difficult to see their shadows.
For Lian Sidong, setting up ambushes is almost his best tactic. Among the four generals, he has been stationed in the northern border of Jinsha for a long time, which is the land bordering the Sea of Annihilation. The people there are fierce, and there are many people from Annihilation.
Strange demon cultivators from the sea. How to contain the northernmost fortress of Jinsha is what Lian Sidong thinks about every day.
Placing him in an ambush to the west of Xiaoyu Island was the most suitable arrangement for him that he could imagine. When talking about this matter with his staff, everyone admired Liu Xiaoshan's ability to know people and make good use of them. At the same time, he almost
It was quite amazing that the ninth princess, who was just starting out, could have such knowledge.
At this time, Lian Sidong was most concerned about whether the war cultivators from Xing Palace had set up a magic circle on Xiaoyu Island. Although he was only three hundred miles away from the island, he did not dare to send scouts to investigate.
After all, military orders are military orders.
…
Liu Xiaoshan and Qin Shiyue led five thousand war cultivators to the north shore of Xiaoyu Island. It is three hundred miles away from the small island in the middle of the sea. On the stormy sea, the distance of three hundred miles is enough to isolate everything on the island.
.Qin Shiyue held the battle ax and asked slightly uneasily: "Your Royal Highness, are you sure there are really people from Xinggong on that island?"
"Of course. They are on the island." Liu Xiaoshan replied easily.
"Even if there is a war cultivator from the Star Palace on the island, this is still considered a huge victory for you. Not only does it establish prestige in the army, but it also makes us old immortals admire you." Qin Shiyue said insinuatingly.
Liu Xiaoshan said: "Are you trying to say that you are afraid that not even a single war cultivator can be found on the island? By then, not only will my reputation be ruined, but the prestige of the Jinsha royal family in the military will also be gone?"
Qin Shiyue nodded awkwardly, this was indeed what he wanted to say.
"But that's not going to happen."
Liu Xiaoshan's eyes flickered again. After three breaths, she stretched out her arm, pointed forward, and said: "It's time to attack. Send a signal to General Wanqi."
A messenger crushed an egg-sized bronze oval messenger ball into pieces. A puff of blue smoke dispersed. At Wanqi Guanxi Camp, more than a thousand miles away, an identical messenger ball suddenly exploded in Fang Bujie's hand.
, releasing a puff of red smoke.
Qin Shiyue and Wanqi Guanxi's more than 10,000 war cultivators began to charge towards Xiaoyu Island.