At this moment, it was over a canyon in the north of Wutong Mountain.
Thousands of spiritual boats and warships descended from Jiangjun Palace, slowly sailing into the misty canyon below.
At first glance, there are 500,000 to 600,000 monks in Jiangjun Palace. They are all female cultivators, and their overall cultivation level is not weak. The worst disciples all have the cultivation level of the late half-immortal, and they have been eliminated through many battles.
The elite who came down.
Although the cultivation level of these disciples in Jiangyun Palace is not bad, the cultivation level of the high-level sect members is obviously poor.
Except for the palace master who has the cultivation level of the Earth Immortal Peak, there are less than thirty Earth Immortal elders in the entire sect, which is a bit shabby.
In fact, this is not because of other problems, but mainly because in the many previous confrontations between Jiangjun Palace and hostile forces, a large number of elders and high-level sects died, and now not many people are left dead.
In the life-and-death battle half a year ago, Jiangjun Palace was almost wiped out. The previous owner of Jiangjun Palace passed the position of palace owner to his daughter, who is the current palace owner of Jiangjun Palace, Xia Ling'er.
Xia Ling'er looks like a girl, wearing a white dress, with a pure and gentle temperament, pink and delicate facial features, skin as white as snow, pure and cold, and she is absolutely beautiful.
Of course, these are not the point. The point is that this Xia Ling'er looks exactly like Xia Shan'er!
Seeing that the spirit boat warship from Jiangjun Palace was about to sail into the misty canyon, Xia Linger, who was on the moon wheel-shaped spirit boat at the head, ordered to the elders around him: "Elder Lanfeng, Elder Xiyue, you
Each leads five thousand disciples to patrol around the canyon, always alert to the attacks of the monks from the Holy Sky Valley."
"yes!"
The two earth fairy cultivators behind Xia Ling'er clasped their fists in response and immediately flew out of the spirit boat to arrange patrol missions.
"The rest of the elders will follow the master of this palace to set up a defensive formation, and the disciples of Jiangjun Palace will temporarily recuperate in this canyon."
Xia Linger just finished speaking.
"Chirp! Chirp!"
Several extremely sharp eagle whistles suddenly came from the distant horizon, and several muffled thunders of "boom, boom, boom" sounded in the sky, making the movement quite loud.
I saw several golden flying eagles hovering in the sky. The eagles were surrounded by dense golden lightning, and their momentum was amazing!
"No, it's Thunder Eagle!"
Xia Linger's pretty face changed color.
The Thunder Eagle is an ancient beast of chaos. This beast has average combat power, but is extremely fast and can control the thunder to come and go without a trace.
This eagle can identify the souls of monks. As long as it undergoes special training, the thunder eagle is an excellent tracking expert and can track enemies within billions of miles.
The sect forces in Dongsheng Shenzhou, as long as they are not too shabby, usually keep a few thunder eagles to track down traitors of the sect or foreign enemies of the sect.
Now, thunder eagles suddenly appeared on the horizon, which meant that they were still overtaken by the army of monks from the Holy Sky Valley.
Xia Ling'er was so frightened that she shouted at the top of her lungs: "Jiangyun Palace disciples, be on alert quickly. The thieves from Shengtian Valley are attacking and are approaching towards the canyon!"
"Quickly abandon the warships, form a formation, and prepare to meet the enemy!"
Several elders from Jiangjun Palace also shouted.
For a moment, the monks from Jiangjun Palace in the canyon were like ants on a hot pot. They flew out of the canyon in a panic and formed a formation. The female monks in Jiangjun Palace looked flustered and uneasy.
Not long after, thousands of spirit boats and warships flew from the horizon in the distance, and the decks of each warship were filled with monks, totaling two million people!
Both in terms of number of people and cultivation level, they are much higher than those in Jiangjun Palace.
On the red gold warship at the head, there is a flag with the words "Holy Sky Valley" written on it, which represents the power of the sect to which it belongs.
Thousands of warships from the Holy Sky Valley are heading towards the canyon in a mighty manner. The killing atmosphere of the army gives people a strong sense of oppression. The air seems to have solidified, and the atmosphere is extremely solemn!
The leader of the army of monks in the Holy Sky Valley is a purple-robed young man holding a folding fan. This man is Lu Ang, the young master of the Holy Sky Valley, and he has the cultivation level of the Earth Immortal Peak.
Behind Lu Ang, there were hundreds of earthly immortal monks.
The old man in gray robe standing beside him has a powerful cultivation level in the early stage of immortality.
It can be seen from this that the strength of the two sides is so disparate that they are simply not on the same level.
A trace of sweat broke out on Xia Ling'er's snow-white neck. She knew that there was a huge disparity in strength between the two sides. This time, the surrender to Yun Palace would be a disaster!
Soon, thousands of warships from Shengtian Valley had arrived over the canyon, confronting the army of female nuns from Jiangjun Palace. The atmosphere was tense!
Lu Ang opened his folding fan, and his sharp gaze was like a sharp sword out of his body, piercing Xia Ling'er directly. He laughed dryly and said: "I didn't expect Xia Ling'er, even if the remnants of your soldiers who surrendered to Yun Palace were defeated, they would be able to teleport.
If you leave, there is no chance of escaping from the clutches of my Rouen."
"Lu Ang, you are really haunted." Xia Ling'er's face was as cold as frost, and she gritted her teeth.
"Hahaha, who makes me so obsessed with you, Miss Ling'er?" Lu Ang laughed loudly.
Xia Ling'er's beautiful eyes revealed a look of intense disgust, and she yelled: "Put away your disgusting rhetoric! What do you intend to do with so many Shengtian Valley troops?"
"Miss Ling'er, why do you ask questions knowingly? I am acting under orders to slaughter all of you monks from Jianyun Palace." Lu Ang said calmly.
Xia Ling'er's heart sank to the bottom of her heart, and the elders of Jiangjun Palace behind her all turned pale, with despair and unwillingness on their faces.
The army of Shengtian Valley monks led by Lu Ang not only completely overwhelmed Jiangjun Palace in numbers, but also had a heavenly immortal monk to help. Jiangjun Palace's small force could not defeat the army of Shengtian Valley in any case.
This is a fatal situation!
"Miss Ling'er, don't be nervous. I, Lu Ang, am also a compassionate person. As long as you, Miss Ling'er, are willing to surrender and become my concubine, I will definitely spare your life and treat you well. You only have one chance.
Miss Linger, please think about it seriously."
Lu Ang looked at Xia Ling'er's slightly delicate figure unscrupulously, and seemed to regard her as his own woman.
Although Shengtian Valley and Jiangyun Palace were like fire and water, Lu Ang was obsessed with Xia Linger.
After previous fights, Lu Ang knew that Xia Ling'er was a chaotic immortal body among the top ten immortal bodies in the true immortal world. In addition, she was still a perfect body. If he could cultivate with her, he would be able to gain huge benefits, and maybe he could use this to attack the immortals.
Realm!
Because of this, Luang always wanted to get Xia Ling'er's people, so he has been relentlessly chasing the remaining forces in Jiangjun Palace for the past six months.
Listening to Lu Ang's threatening words, Xia Linger's delicate body trembled slightly.
Normally, she would have yelled back angrily, but now it was a matter of life and death for Jiangjun Palace.
Xia Ling'er didn't want the monks from Jiangjun Palace behind her to die tragically. She closed her eyes silently and said in a trembling voice: "Lu Ang, I can agree to your request, but you must let go of these monks behind me."
Monk Jun Palace, let them leave on their own."
"Palace Master, don't do anything stupid!"
"We would rather die in battle than see you humiliated!"
"Palace Master, don't grovel, we will advance and retreat together with you, even if we die in battle!"
The elders of Jiangjun Palace behind Xia Linger shouted out one after another, and the crowd was excited. 13