Lang Weiming was sitting on the lonely peak, surrounded by more than a dozen Yin Shen Dao people. In the sky around him, sword lights kept coming back and forth, sending news from all directions one after another.
During the years he served as the president of the Immortals Association, he made many reforms to the Immortals Association. Among them, there were several reforms in the area of preparing for large avalanches - for example, there are now eight long-term and heavily guarded islands in the Penglai Inland Sea.
, are the eight lines of defense he painstakingly built. When the big
When the sea collapse breaks out, the monks on the eight defense lines will send out a flying sword every two quarters of an hour to report whether there is a situation or not. On his side, there is a group of Yin Shen Daoist people who are also constantly reporting to the sea collapse.
Messaging flying swords were sent out all over Penglai, passing on the orders one by one.
When he first carried out this reform, many people did not understand it and thought he was doing useless work. But it turns out that the reform he carried out greatly improved the dispatching efficiency of the entire Penglai monks and was able to use limited manpower more rationally.
Distribution. In the subsequent great collapse, this system showed extraordinary effectiveness and successfully defended the entire inland sea without allowing the Sea Tribe to break through any line of defense.
Of course, some scattered damage is inevitable. For example, a moment ago, a dim flying sword brought bad news. The "Xisha Island" located in the western part of the outer sea and close to the inland sea was attacked by the Hai Clan. Two sects on the island and tens of thousands of people were attacked.
All mortals were slaughtered, and only one Mingyue Zhenren broke through with injuries. However, his injuries broke out just after he arrived at the West China Sea Defense Line, and he died of his injuries.
News like this is very common in large-scale collapses, and it can't even make Lang Weiming frown.
When he first became the president of the Immortals Association, he was extremely ambitious and full of aspirations. But it was only when he faced the great collapse that he realized how heavy a responsibility he would bear as the leader of the Penglai Immortals.
During that great sea collapse, Penglai suffered a terrible defeat. More than a hundred sects were wiped out, and more than ten million mortals died. The Dragon Whale Sea King of the South China Sea even hit the core area in one go, and almost captured the entire Penglai center.
Holy peak.
That battle was finally won, and even the powerful Dragon Whale King died under the formation of stars. But Lang Weiming looked at the devastation after the battle, and besides the pain and anger, he also felt other emotions.
thoughts.
Is it really possible to fight with just strength?
Can a mere Penglai really stop the Bafang Sea Clan?
He thought about it for a long time and finally made a plan to "grasp it with both hands".
On the one hand, he strengthened the defense of the Penglai sea area, improved defense methods through multiple channels, and held regular actual combat drills to improve the combat capabilities of the entire Penglai monks and improve the level of dispatch during combat.
On the other hand, he went deep into the deep sea alone and used the Sea King's Order left by the King of the South Sea to find several Sea Kings. He used both soft and hard tactics to negotiate terms with them.
He will give up some islands and sects through mobilization, so that the Sea Clan can kill as much as they want in order to complete the "Holy Sacrifice", while the Sea Clan will send those unruly people who don't obey the orders of the Sea King to attack the eight defense lines and gnaw at them.
Hard bones until they are used up.
Thus, there will be a complete victory in the next big collapse, and there will be a powerful and powerful man named Weiming who has no plans left.
Lang Weiming doesn't feel any guilt about this. He thinks there's nothing wrong with it and it's a win-win situation.
As long as you keep the sects that are loyal to you and the most important Yin Shen Dao people, what does it matter if ordinary mortals and monks die more? They won't live long anyway.
For the Sea Tribe, not only can they use their swords to kill those who are disobedient, or those who may threaten the status of the Sea King, but they can also obtain more flesh and blood than the previous holy sacrifices - it is true that the quality of flesh and blood has indeed declined.
But the number has increased.
This shady deal satisfied both parties.
Lang Weiming originally thought that this kind of transaction could continue. But he did not expect that the greed of the Sea Clan was endless. This time the King of the West Sea was no longer satisfied with killing mortals and low-level monks.
The old man Weiming didn't care about the lives of mortals and low-level monks, but he was keenly aware that the King of the West Sea was no longer a reliable trading partner.
That's why he made up his mind to lay a trap, taking advantage of the previous attraction and conflict between the Star Formation and Sea Locking Formation to catch Wu Zhifei, Wu Yazi, Xuanyuan Wu and Xihai King in one fell swoop.
Wu Zhifei and Wu Yazi are his enemies, Xuanyuan Wu and Xihai Wang are from the sea clan, and they all deserve to be killed. Although the Lingming layman has to be sacrificed for this, it is a pity. But doing great things involves sacrifice, as long as the sacrifice is not one's own,
Then it doesn't matter.
It's just that he never dreamed that Wu Zhifei's ability was stronger than he expected, and it was ridiculously strong.
If he hadn't made a decisive decision at the critical moment, he would have been burned alive without even having a chance to activate the formation - he didn't know that this was not because of his sharp reaction at all, but because Penglai's humanity had blessed him. Otherwise
With his ability, how could he escape Wu Jie's methods?
It was precisely because he was thinking about how to break through Penglai's protection of humanity that Wu Jie failed to see through his conspiracy at the first time and was trapped in two large formations.
Lang Weiming didn't know if Wu Zhifei was dead, but he would rather trust his own intuition and believe that the guy with unknown origins who suddenly appeared like a meteor was a monster that couldn't even do anything about two large formations.
So he gritted his teeth and held on to his injured body to destroy Yunya Mountain.
Without Wuyazi and Qingchi, there was no power on Yunya Mountain that could stop him. But even so, he was seriously injured by the desperate counterattack by Wang Tieya and the mountain guarding formation.
If the sea avalanche had not erupted in time and the power of humane protection had not dropped in time, he might have died of his injuries and died on Yunya Island...
He has no regrets about all this.
In life, what you want is the word "happiness" - not to mention that he is not a human, he is a wolf
"If it were Wu Zhifei, maybe he would try to understand the inside story of the matter, understand why Teacher Tianya suddenly turned against him, and try to reconcile with each other?" Listening to the reports that kept coming, and responding according to the strategy that had been drawn up, Lang Weiming's
But I couldn't help but think of many things in my heart, and I remembered things that I definitely shouldn't think of at this time.
Now is not the time to be distracted.
But he could no longer control his mood, and thoughts flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.
"It is said that many monks with great supernatural powers can see the past and future before they die, and understand the mystery of fate. The teacher is so powerful, he must have also seen the future... Perhaps what he saw was my destruction of Yunya Mountain
That battle? Or maybe, he saw the deal between me and the King of the West Sea?"
Lang Weiming knew that there were many things he had done that deserved to be killed.
With Old Man Tianya's character, even if he only did one-tenth of these things, it would be enough for him to make up his mind to clean up his family.
But in the end, Old Man Tianya finally relented.
Compared with the secrets he glimpsed in a trance, he believed more in the loyal efforts of the White Wolf over the past two thousand years, so he only slashed out with one sword and left everything to fate.
Lang Weiming never understood why the old man Tianya relented in the end, especially when he finished the deal with the King of Xihai and accidentally remembered that scene on the way back... Ask yourself, if it were him, he would definitely send the blue and red pairs
The evil spirit chases and kills the white wolf, and he vows not to give up until he kills the white wolf.
But now, he suddenly understood a little bit.
It's obviously the time for a big battle, and I should be concentrating, but I can't help but be distracted, and I can't help but do such stupid things.
This is a feeling that cannot be suppressed. When he smells the breath of death, thousands of years of practice have lost its effect, and it is difficult for him to control himself anymore.
Perhaps, it was under such circumstances that Old Man Tianya made the wrong decision?
Lang Weiming sighed deeply, looking at the Yin Shen Dao people sitting around him, looking at the sword light flying across the sky, looking at the vast sea surrounding the Holy Peak... He has always been
He enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded, followed, and worshiped, but today, he felt that everything was boring.
What lingers in my mind are two figures.
A man with white beard and hair and a gentle smile led him all over the world, mediating sect disputes everywhere, constantly attacking the power of the Hai clan and protecting Penglai.
"I remember when I first met the teacher, he was still a young man..."
A gust of sea breeze blew by, and the figure of the old man Tianya disappeared, replaced by another figure.
He is as firm as a mountain, as calm as the sea, and full of unbelievable power. However, he does not have any impetuous and arrogant temperament, but seems a bit gentle.
That was Wu Zhifei, the strongest and most terrifying enemy he had ever encountered in his life.
But... for some reason, he felt that... Wu Zhifei's image and that of Old Man Tianya seemed to be slowly overlapping. In confusion, he gradually couldn't tell which one was Old Man Tianya and which one was Wu Zhifei.
Lang Weiming's eyes were fixed on the sky, and countless sword lights were shuttled back and forth, extremely busy.
"I don't know...has anyone seen what's going on on the island in the south? If someone has seen it, why hasn't the news come yet?"
He couldn't help but ask, and the news he received was, "Sea tribe troops have also appeared on the other side of the South China Sea, but the scale of the attack is not large. The monks on the defense line are arranging the escape of mortals and monks in the outer sea."
"Yes... the mortals and monks in the outer sea are busy escaping back to the inland sea. It is impossible for them to go to the far sea to spy on the situation..." Lang Weiming was at a loss for a while before he figured this out and sighed deeply.
He thought of Yunya Island again... Although Yunya Island was destroyed, Wu Yazi was still there, and the legacy of Yunya Island was not broken. As long as the old guy was given some time, he could still rebuild Yunya Island.
And... Looking back carefully, it seems that the number of people killed at that time was a bit small, much less than the number reported by the spies who were ambushing in Yunya Mountain.
Most of those outstanding junior disciples did not show up. For example, Wang Tieya's son Wang Xingzheng, I definitely did not kill him.
Except for a few disciples of Wuyazi and some elder protectors who stayed on Yunya Island, the rest were mortals and incompetent junior disciples. Those disciples who carried the future hope of the sect, he seemed to have none of them.
Not killed.
"Where have all these people gone?"
Of course he didn't know that these disciples were actually in Chenyuan Sect and Redwood Island respectively.
Although Wu Jie was sure of winning the decisive battle with Lang Weiming, he still made some preparations. He secretly sent out the most promising junior disciples of the Jianjia sect and the young people from Yunya Mountain who held the hope for the future.
Led by Wang Yuanzhen and Wang Xingzheng respectively, they went to the Chenyuan Sect and Hongmu Island to take refuge.
There is nothing wrong with being prepared. When Qingyang Temple attacked with a sea of blood from the Evil Mirror Demon, it also sent all the qualified junior disciples in the sect to a small independent world, and even the Star Palace had no contact with the outside world.
All are turned off - thinking about failure before winning, this is the quality a leader should have.
But even Wu Jie himself didn't expect that his preparations would really come in handy.
Lang Weiming was deep in thought, his thoughts constantly changing in a mess, and even he himself didn't know what he was thinking.
Until——a piece of news came, interrupting his thoughts.
"Report to the President that there is strange news coming from the South China Sea," a real Yin Shen said to him. "A spy observed that a tall giant appeared in the direction of the outer sea. He restored the long sword and euphorbia in his hands and was driving away the sea tribe.
, to break up the Hai Clan’s offensive.”
"What?" Lang Weiming's body trembled, all the messy thoughts were gathered together, and his eyes shone again, "Is there any image transmission?"
"Yes" the real person hurriedly presented a messenger flying sword.
Lang Weiming took the flying sword and put his spiritual thoughts into it, and immediately saw what the spy who recorded the scene saw.
The sea surface is completely white, and countless fish and sea beasts are swarming into the inland sea, forming a terrifying "big avalanche". But far away, almost on the horizon, a red figure is standing upright, making a terrifying roar.
.
The picture changed rapidly, and it was obvious that the spy was flying there.
The huge figure gradually became clear. It was a giant whose body was surrounded by three lights: red, blue, and dark green. This giant was terrifyingly tall. The part exposed above the sea alone was over a thousand feet high. And looking at him, he was submerged in the sea.
The condition of the waist is that the entire body is more than 2,000 feet tall
The unimaginably huge giant wielded two terrifying weapons in his hands, one was a blazing flame sword, and the other was a huge halberd with flashing lightning. Every time he waved the weapon, countless sea tribesmen were killed.
Beaten to pieces, patches of bright red turned the vast sea into a sea of blood.
It is not that there are no strong people among the sea tribe. Sea tribes in the Yin Shen realm and even the Dharma realm have appeared one after another. But in front of the giants, their little power is not worth mentioning. The sea tribes in the Yin God realm are just like ordinary sea tribes.
After being beaten to pieces and mixed into the sea of blood, the sea tribe in the realm of Dharma was seriously injured after only a brief encounter and had to flee in embarrassment.
Even the leaders were beaten to death or fled, and the momentum of the South China Sea tribe suddenly plummeted. Amid the terrifying fighting power and thunderous roars of the giants, they finally retreated one after another, just like the ebbing tide of the sea.
Old Weiming, who has experienced several large avalanches, knows that this means that the battle in the south is over. Once the Hai Clan retreats, they will not attack again during this large avalanche.
The giant clearly felt that the spy was looking at him, but he had no intention of attacking. He just glanced this way, then turned around, jumped up suddenly, raised a huge fire cloud that covered the sky, and headed southeast
Fly in the direction.
It can be seen that it is rushing to support the battlefield in the southeast.
"Could it be that... it wants to defeat the Bafang Hai clan one by one with its own power?" The Yin Shen master who had also seen this scene whispered, with uncontrollable exclamation and joy in his voice, "
Although I don’t know its origin, it’s great to have such a comrade to help me.”
Lang Weiming didn't answer and slowly put down the flying sword.
He knew who the giant was. When the giant looked back at the spies just now, even though it was just a glimpse, and although the giant's face was a little blurry because of the flames and thunder surrounding it, he had already figured out the giant's identity.
That's Wu Zhifei.
"I thought that once he got out of trouble, he would come back to kill me immediately, but I didn't expect that he would give priority to fighting the sea collapse... Maybe in his eyes, I was already a fish on the chopping block, just waiting for him to kill me?
"
Lang Weiming smiled bitterly, but resentful thoughts gradually rose in his heart.
He didn't know how Wu Jie broke through the Star Formation and Sea Locking Formation, nor did he know why Wu Jie was able to exert such terrifying power. He only knew that he was completely despised.
"That guy Wu Zhifei would rather save those ant-like mortals first, save those low-level monks who are not worth mentioning, than come to me for revenge... He actually despises me so much."
He stood up angrily, and the anger in his chest turned into poisonous fire, almost burning his internal organs.
"How are the preparations for the Star Conference?" he asked sharply.
"Everything is ready. You can hold a meeting at any time."
He nodded, jumped out, and flew into the clubhouse next to the beach below. It was an extremely ancient building and the holy place of Penglai.
The venue for the Constellation of Stars.
As soon as he entered the venue, the old man Weiming asked in an unquestionable tone without waiting for others to speak: "How are the venerables and real people from various sects coming now?"
"Most of the reports have arrived."
"What other sects haven't arrived yet?"
"No one from Yunya Mountain came. The Jianjia faction said they were rushing to the battlefield and couldn't mobilize any manpower. By the way, Venerable Wuya didn't show up either."
Lang Weiming smiled coldly, his smile full of cruelty.
"Then there's no need to wait. Immediately send people to Jianjia and Yunya. The two factions are full of people, leaving no one behind.
"What?" someone exclaimed, "This is not good."
Lang Weiming suddenly roared: "The military order is like a mountain, who dares to object?"
"I object." The door was suddenly pushed open, and layman Lingming, covered in blood, appeared at the door.
