"Originally, the strength of Liuhe Sect is much worse than our Tianluo Sect."
"Their sect leader Li Tiange is not that strong."
"Hu Zun, Ying Zun and I, if the missing ghost master Mr. Mo is also included, any one of the four of us has the strength to defeat him."
"But this guy didn't know when he got close to a big tree, and there were four mysterious masters beside him."
"These four mysterious masters are all in the middle stage of the Tianji realm, and are on par with me and the Tiger Lord and the Eagle Lord."
"In addition, they also have a group of red soldiers, about 30,000 people."
"The bodies of these dead soldiers in red seem to have been specially processed. Not only are they extremely defensive, they also don't feel any pain."
"The cultivation level of these red-robed warriors are all the same, they are in the early stage of Tianxuan Realm."
"Therefore, the combat power of these 30,000 red-clad dead soldiers is very terrifying. Once they enter the battlefield, our side will definitely be defeated."
On the back of the Netherworld Beast, Yun Shuiqing said.
"Do you know where the power behind Liuhe Sect comes from?" Fang Ling asked.
Yun Shuiqing said in a deep voice: "Perhaps it comes from the Blood Depression, and most likely it comes from the Blood Depression."
"The cultivation world of Nanyang Kingdom is only so big. If they are local monks from Nanyang Kingdom, we will definitely be able to recognize some of them."
"Leader, should we wait for the Bai family to arrive before entering the encirclement?"
"The Bai family is one of the seven great cultivation families in Nanyang Kingdom. They have a profound foundation. With their help, they can quickly break the situation."
"No need, I already have a plan in mind." Fang Ling said.
Yun Shuiqing nodded and said nothing more.
Behind him, Dou Qin let out a breath and put down the hand attached to Yun Shuiqing's back, and the green spiritual power on his body also converged.
In just one stick of incense, she completely healed Yun Shuiqing's injuries.
Yun Shuiqing quickly thanked her: "Thank you for your hard work, Sister Dou!"
Dou Qin smiled: "There is no need to be so polite between you and me."
"I'll have to work hard for you when we get to the Eagle Gate later," Yun Shuiqing added.
"Master Aoki was assassinated, and the religion is in urgent need of medical masters like you."
When Dou Qin heard the news that Master Aoki had been killed, he was a little shocked: "What a pity."
"Master Aoki's medical skills and alchemy skills are not inferior to mine, but he was killed!"
In the world of spiritual practice, it is rare for doctors to be killed, especially doctors with high abilities.
After all, who can guarantee that one day he may need to find a doctor to treat his illness or injury, or ask a doctor to help him make elixirs?
Gradually, an unspoken rule was born in the spiritual world: try not to kill doctors.
If you kill the doctor, it will easily arouse public outrage, and it will not do you much good.
"So this Liuhe Sect must be planning to fight to the death." Yun Shuiqing said in a deep voice.
"By the way, if you come to help us, you won't get yourself into trouble, right?"
Dou Qin shook her head: "It doesn't matter, I am no longer the soft-spoken little girl I used to be."
"In the Immortal Medical Valley, I am already the chief physician, and my status is only below that of the Valley Master."
"Even if the people in the royal family knew that I was here to help you Tianluo Sect, they would turn a blind eye."
"It turns out that Sister Dou is already the chief physician of the Medical Immortal Valley. No wonder she cured me so quickly." Yun Shuiqing said.
The two girls hadn't seen each other for many years, and they had a lively chat behind Fang Ling's back.
Fang Ling, on the other hand, became even more excited and wished he could immediately put on his wings and rush to the Eagle Gate.
In his eyes, Liuhe Sect is not an enemy, but a piece of fat that makes him salivate.
……………………
At the same time, the Eagle Gate is located.
In the main hall, there was a gloomy and gloomy atmosphere.
All the masters in the teaching have suffered varying degrees of injuries and are recuperating here.
On the main seat, a tall, handsome woman in silver armor looked around.
She is Feng Feiyan, the Ying Zun among the three deities of the Tianluo Sect.
"Everyone, later I will lead the Feiyingmen dead soldiers to fight a way out."
"Let's go! You should never have come here in the first place." She suddenly said.
Hearing this, Hu Yue snorted coldly: "Do you think I, Hu Yue, look like a rat running away with my tail between my legs?"
"The matter has come to this, there is no other choice but to fight to the death!"
"Although our Tianluo Sect has declined, we have never been afraid of starting a war with any sect in the past."
"Even if I die, a few of his teeth will be broken!"
Man Tianning, who was lying on the ground to recuperate, laughed: "I always hate Tiger Lord's bad temper, but it's really rare at this time."
"It feels a bit like the old days. I think back then the three of us were conquering here and there, how quickly we fell!"
"When Nanyang monk mentions us eagles, tigers and pythons, who wouldn't shy away from us?"
"We haven't reached a desperate situation yet. As long as the leader can come, everything may turn around." Fire Guard Yanjun said, twirling his orchid finger.
Water Guard Youyu lay lazily in his arms, raised her hand and caressed his cheek as if no one was around.
The two of them are Taoist lovers and have known each other since childhood and have been working hand in hand to this day.
In this world, it is very common for men to have three wives and four concubines.
It is not uncommon for a capable woman to raise a man of seven or eight.
But the two of them are loyal to each other and only have eyes for each other.
Fire and water are incompatible, but they are like glue, making people enviable.
"Who is this leader you are talking about?" Feng Feiyan asked, frowning slightly.
"Even if he can come, he may not be able to affect the situation."
"There are more than 100,000 Liuhe Sect monks outnumbering us, and there are more than 20,000 red-robed dead soldiers..."
"The forces behind Liuhe Sect must be more powerful than this. There may be experts sitting behind the scenes."
Hu Yue said: "The leader has a cultivation level that surpasses ours at a young age. He is most likely a descendant of a large sect of a large family in the region. He may be able to bring in reinforcements."
"Or maybe he can get in touch with the people behind Liuhe Sect and ask them to sell him some face."
"I hope so!" Feng Feiyan sighed helplessly.
"It's all because of me that I've caused trouble to everyone..."
"Ying Zun, there is no need to say this. We are all one body. We are all prosperous, and we are all harmed." You Yu said calmly.
"Back then, Tufuzi was hanged in the imperial city, and the next day the royal ancestral mausoleum was attacked by mysterious forces."
"That thing should have been done by Ying Zun, you and your men, right?"
Feng Feiyan neither admitted nor denied.
"Report! A mysterious team suddenly entered from the west direction." At this time, a disciple suddenly came in to report.
"Could it be that the leader is here?" Hu Yue stood up, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes.
"No matter who it is, bring someone to kill them first to pick them up." Feng Feiyan said.
"If you are not able to fight yet, just rest here first. It will be enough for me and Tiger Lord to come in."
The two men immediately led their men and horses to the west side of the encirclement to meet the supporting troops.
This support force caught Liuhe Sect by surprise, so the western defense line was unable to hold and was completely broken through.
The reinforcements took the initiative to enter the urn and also merged into the Flying Eagle Gate.
"It turns out to be Mr. Mo. I thought it was the leader who came." Hu Yue laughed.
"Mr. Mo, for the past two hundred years, it's like you disappeared from the world."
"I thought you were dead a long time ago!"
This Mr. Mo is very special. He does not look like a practitioner but looks like a scholar. He always holds a landscape folding fan in his hand.
"Tiger Lord, you're welcome and well!" Mr. Mo greeted elegantly.
"And you all, I missed you so much when I said goodbye!"