After a three-day fierce battle, the Battle of Maoerling came to an end for the time being.
Although the war is no longer fought, it does not mean it is over, and the withdrawal of troops is also justified.
This battle at Mao'erling was fought by the Great Demon Lord of Jiling under Demon King Xiao Guo as the commander-in-chief in front of the battle. The number of troops under his command was as many as 200,000, divided into five armies and twelve divisions.
As for Mao'er Ridge, the Great Demon Lord Juling was really determined to win this time, and he sent two Great Demon Lords who were at the same level as him to attack Mao'er Ridge from the west and south at the same time.
Everything was going well.
But when they were attacking the mountain and breaking the formation, one of the great demons named Hongshan was unfortunately killed by an elder of the Xiao clan of the Bloodhead tribe.
The two men fought against each other on the top of the mountain for three days. In the end, the Great Demon Lord of Hongshan was defeated.
As soon as Hongshan died, the operation failed. After all, the opponent first took advantage of the time, location, people, and many experts. Once the Great Demon Lord Hongshan died, the morale of the alliance army was suppressed.
As a result, the Great Demon Lord Jiling had no choice but to withdraw his troops by offering gold.
Of course, Feng Jueyu didn't care at all what Ming Jin's reason was for withdrawing his troops.
And even if he withdrew in the middle of the fight, he didn't feel any regret.
Anyway, as long as the battle for demonic unification does not end, he will be able to fight, and the evolution of the Dao Meridian does not happen overnight, and interrupting the battle will not affect the evolution of the Dao Meridian.
It's just that there is no pressure and desperate situation, and the effect is just a little bit worse.
As long as the Tao channel is not completely formed, there is still hope.
The moonlight is beautiful and charming...
In the camp, Tiangang Sect disciples who were not used to practicing in the dark formed small groups one after another. They lit bright and enchanting bonfires and gathered around to keep warm while meditating to recover from the injuries caused by the previous battle and to nourish their energy.
Accumulate sharpness.
This war lasted for three full days, and during the process, several teams came in and out of the battlefield to replace the original team.
After three days of fighting, no one is not tired. Now that there is an opportunity to rest, of course we must seize it.
Otherwise, there might be another fight at some point. As long as this battle for demon dominance does not end, each battle will not be as prepared as expected.
We hit him as soon as he was told, there was no advance measurement at all.
On the peaks in front of the Jiling camp, Feng Jueyu found a secluded open space and sat on the ground. While secretly performing the Golden Bridge Return to Origin Technique, he looked at the camp. It was as quiet as if it had never existed.
This camp was built between a majestic mountain range like a fern, and gathered as many as 200,000 night demons and gods.
The moonlight is diffuse, like dots of bright star chess pieces dotting the mountains and rivers, covering the temporary camps that follow the rolling terrain of the mountains.
In the battle a few days ago, both sides suffered heavy losses. The specific number of casualties has not yet been reported, but we can see the scene of mourning victims everywhere in the camp.
There are corpses here, countless corpses.
All corpses that can be retrieved from the battlefield are being carried and buried by the disciples with the lowest cultivation level from the Night Demon and God Man, waiting to be returned for burial.
There were also many Night Demons and God-men who were seriously injured, and were helped to heal their injuries under the protection of their respective camps.
For minor injuries, you can usually deal with them yourself, or ask close colleagues to help with some healing medicine.
The vast majority of people rested quietly, and even those who were restless kept their voices to a minimum when chatting with others.
After three days of beating, my strength was gone, so naturally I couldn't speak too loudly.
Not long ago, Feng Jueyu saw figures walking back and forth on several mist flying boats and demon bone treasure ships in the sky.
There seemed to be a lot of people, and most of them were experts above rank six.
It was a place similar to a military tent.
Since the battle for Mao'erling didn't go smoothly, Xiao Guo lost another rank-9 Red Mountain Demon Lord. Therefore, the next actions should require adjustments in direction, or something effective.
decision comes out.
Those highly skilled men appeared as generals in the army, following the Great Demon Lord Ji Ling and some of his subordinates, as well as the top rank 8 and rank 9 experts sent by the Tiangang Sect.
Discussion on the treasure ship.
As for what they were talking about, Feng Jueyu didn't care.
However, after the battle that shook the world a few days ago, some topics about him began to spread among the Tiangangmen camp, and the spread of such rumors was unsurprisingly fast.
"Hey, have you heard? Today there is a kid from our sect who is in the Fourth Realm. He killed Ye Xunzhan, the contemporary genius of the Ye Xun clan, with two swords. He also killed all the eighteen-level black ghosts who were pissed and their heads were rolling.
Limelight."
"Of course I have heard about it. It is said that the junior fellow apprentice is from Tianchi Courtyard and is the beau of the courtyard, Senior Sister Yin Bieli Yin."
"Stop talking nonsense. Senior Sister Yin has always been alone. How could she find a good friend? Listen to me, that junior brother is the illegitimate son of the elder of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Realm Sword Master of our sect. He has learned the secret skill of our sect, the Rebirth Sword. Then, then
Swordsmanship..."
"When did Elder Jian Zun have an illegitimate son, and who is his mother?"
"I have a different theory. It is said that the junior brother is the grandson of the great elder..."
Topics like this can be found everywhere. What is quite ridiculous is that as the news spread more and more widely, many different versions of Feng Jueyu's identity appeared, which became popular in the military camp.
In a certain camp area in the military tent in the left middle of the mountain camp, several tents supported by huge animal bones and covered with animal skin rolling curtains are lined up on the right side of the camp. Dozens of people from Tiangang Gate are sitting in front of the tents.
Disciples from other secret realms.
They gathered in small groups, gathered around the bonfire to keep warm, drank the high-quality wine they brought with them, and chatted freely and freely.
Qiu Tong was walking through the tent when he heard his fellow disciple next to him talking to Feng Jueyu and couldn't help but stop.
The tall Qiu Tong frowned, pointed at the eloquent disciple and scolded: "Tan Zijin, please stop talking nonsense. My senior sister has never had a Taoist companion so far. If you spread rumors again, don't blame me for pulling out your tongue."
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The other party was shocked when he heard the sound and immediately shrank his neck.
Qiu Tong left angrily and returned to his camp soon after.
Sitting around the bonfire were Yang Wenbin, Hua Yan, Xuan Fei and others, all members of Group 7, Group 8 and Group 9 who were closest to Feng Jueyu today.
Seeing Qiu Tong coming back angrily, Yang Wenbin said: "Brother Qiu, what's wrong?"
"nothing?"
Jiu Tong looked back angrily and glared at the rumormongers everywhere, and told what he saw and heard.
"These bastards just opened their mouths and made up Junior Brother Feng and Senior Sister Yin at will. I'm going to argue with them." Yang Wenbin stood up and was about to go over in anger.
Qiu Tong pulled him back: "Forget it, if you can stop one, can you stop everyone? I have already scolded them."
Her smoky apricot eyes reflect the enchanting dancing firelight, and her pretty little face looks particularly charming in this world without clear sky and daylight.
"Brother Qiu is right. Ever since Junior Brother Feng defeated Jin Duo, Ye Xunzhan, and Linwu Guicha on the battlefield, all kinds of rumors have spread like snow flakes, and many people who don't know the truth have made nonsense.
There is absolutely no respect at all.”
Xuan Fei sighed: "Most people in the world are like this, so how do they know the demeanor of Junior Brother Feng? If they saw the tragic death of Ye Xunzhan and Shiba Guicha with their own eyes, how could they not be in awe? What makes me wonder is,
Junior Brother Feng doesn't seem to care about how the rumors develop."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Tianchiyuan disciples who had witnessed Feng Jueyu's great power all looked at a certain corner of the camp.
There, sitting a young man in green robe, it was Feng Jueyu.
It's just that since returning, Feng Jueyu hasn't communicated with anyone, and only went to meditate in the corner alone.
And because of his almost abnormal performance on the battlefield and his performance that exceeded everyone's expectations, the disciples of Tianchiyuan did not dare to take the initiative to talk to him.
The last sword on the battlefield was like a chasm between him and all the Tianchiyuan disciples, making everyone unable to help but look up to them when facing them.
I don't dare to talk too much.
Such a result was something that no one expected, including Bizhu, who had also come here just now. He obviously had the cultivation level of the Sixth Transformation Realm, but he stopped when he saw that figure.
This situation made Yang Wenbin and others suddenly realize that all the Tianchiyuan disciples in the camp seemed to have a kind of awe for Feng Jueyu, making them not dare to compare with Feng Jueyu.
The bonfire spirit danced, and Xuan Fei suddenly felt unwilling to do so, and said: "Junior Brother Feng has been sitting there for two hours, and no one even gave him any medicine. Senior Brother Qiu, why don't you go and ask him if he needs help?"
,After all, he saved you."
Qiu Tong stared and was inexplicably stunned: "Me? Clumsy, will he agree? I really think that Junior Sister Hua Yan is more suitable than me."
"Bah, a dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth." Hua Yan blushed and couldn't help but reject it, but there was a hint of expectation in her eyes that were filled with hope.
Totally misspoken.
While everyone was talking, suddenly, the young man in the corner stood up gracefully, brushed one hand in front of the waistband casually, and put the other hand behind him. His movements were natural and natural, like a habit he had developed over thousands of years, and he walked towards
Yang Wenbin and others came over.
Seeing Feng Jueyu, who had been sitting motionless in the corner for two hours, walking toward them, everyone couldn't help but become nervous and stood up straight.
"Feng, Junior Brother Feng, do you have any advice?"
Xuan Fei blushed and stammered. The hurdle of despising Feng Jueyu before seemed to have not passed yet.
Feng Jueyu looked around and said calmly: "Where is Senior Sister Yin?"
He wants to find Yin to leave.
Everyone looked at each other, really not knowing what Feng Jueyu had planned.
Hua Yan said coquettishly: "Senior Sister, since returning to the camp, she has accompanied Great Lord Linghe to the handsome tent of Lord Ling on the Demon Bone Treasure Ship. She has not returned yet. Junior Brother Feng, do you have anything important to do? Do you need it?
Shall we help you communicate?"
Unknowingly, Hua Yan changed his honorific title to Feng Jueyu and was extremely nervous.
The red little face was filled with crimson clouds, and her voice was as loud as a gnat as she spoke.
Feng Jueyu seemed to have no feeling and said: "That's no need. Let's do this. You give this to Senior Sister Yin, and he will understand after reading it."
With that said, Feng Jueyu handed a crystal clear white jade slip to Hua Yan, then turned back to the corner and continued to meditate.