Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Four: Whispering to Confuse the Public
Tu Zicong said: "I am Tu Zicong, the special envoy of Zixiao. I am very happy to stand here with you all to witness the most glorious ceremony of Nanming. Our three sects, Tiandu, Longteng, and Biluo, have each occupied one side for hundreds of thousands of years. The three sects
The overt and covert fighting has brought huge losses to the Nanming cultivation world, and countless disciples have died unexpectedly."
"Today, our three factions have united into one, and we have united together to form a close family. This is Nanming's progress and a blessing for everyone. Are you willing to form one faction?"
Sectarian differences and factional disputes will cause the greatest damage to low-level monks. Foundation-building monks are still willing to merge. After joining together, foundation-building and Qi-training monks can concentrate on facing monsters without worrying about other monks.
Sneak attack and hunting.
A million voices in the square shouted: "Agree, we are willing to join forces." The momentum was overwhelming, like thunder in the sky, and even Tu Zicong changed his color slightly. He is at the level of a mortal god, and it is impossible to face the momentum of millions of monks.
Calm.
The Nascent Soul and the Golden Core cultivators on the high platform all changed their expressions. The Divine Envoy's question reflected the popular will and the general trend. Who will make noise in the future? Not to mention that the Divine Envoy had a hard time passing the test, and the Foundation Establishment monks in the audience did not.
Will spare him easily.
Tu Zicong waved his hand down, and everyone fell silent. He continued: "Before the ceremony of the merger of the three sects, I have something to announce. Yang Jiong of Biluo bullies men and women, and wants to dominate the entire Nanming. He orders the Zixiao God Realm
Turn a deaf ear to this, the God Realm specially ordered me to capture Yang Jiong and take him to the God Realm to be punished."
"The elves in the north are colluding with Yang Jiong and are colluding with us. They are also our enemies. After today's merger, our Tiandu faction and all the monks will go to the Free Heaven. In the Free Heaven, everything you grab is privately owned.
, no need to hand it in. Anyone who kills an elf monk will be rewarded with a medium-grade spiritual stone."
The monks in the audience cheered. They didn't care whether Yang Jiong was a traitor or not. What they cared most about were the last two words of the divine envoy. Whatever they grabbed in the Free Heaven would belong to themselves. If you kill an elf monk, you will be rewarded.
A piece of spiritual stone. Such a favorable condition made everyone in the audience excited.
Yang Jiong stood among the monks in the audience, surrounded by densely packed spiritual thoughts. Xiao Tianyun stood next to him and said anxiously: "Brother Yang, what should we do? Should we go back to the Free Heaven as soon as possible and notify the elves to start taking precautions?
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Xuexuan said: "No need, the elves have been prepared for a long time and have set a trap. Many of them died in the past. Anyone who dares to go there will not be able to come back."
Xiao Tianyun's expression changed instantly and asked: "Xue Lao is a mortal god, and he has followed here. The elves have no gods to guard them, how can they resist the attack of so many monks in Tiandu? Do the elves still have gods to guard them?"
Yang Jiong said: "Three days ago, elves and gods came to the elves to track down the last time Tu Gang and another god-man attacked the elves. With elves and gods sitting in charge, not even Tu Zicong can escape without mentioning these rubbish."
Xiao Tianyun said with surprise and joy: "Brother Yang, I'm going to contact a few friends and ask them to cooperate with the elves to attack from both front and back." Yang Jiong nodded in agreement, Xiao Tianyun squeezed into the crowd, and disappeared after a few moments.
Suddenly a voice shouted in the square: "You fart, Yang Jiong stands upright and works hard to maintain the peace of this continent. Even if
You are an envoy of God, and you are also a complete villain."
This voice resounded through the square, drowning out the noise of millions of monks. The whole square suddenly fell silent, and there was no sound. People crowded around, looking for the speaker.
A Nascent Soul cultivator flew into the air from among the Foundation Establishment cultivators. He looked at Tu Zicong coldly and said, "In addition to pouring dirty water on Yang Jiong here, what else can you do? A dignified divine envoy, you can only be a tortoise."
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Tu Zicong was furious and used his flying sword to strike at the Yuanying monk. His flying sword was very fast, and he was about to be beheaded by the sword. A sword was as powerful as lightning, standing in front of the flying sword.
The Bufei sword flashed quickly, and a gap was cut by the sword.
The sudden change in the square made everyone quiet down. Yang Jiong looked at the people rising in the air and said, "Yang Yong, why are you still so impulsive?" Then he flew to Yang Yong's side.
Someone shouted: "Where did you come from, a pretty boy, who dares to argue with the envoy of God here?"
Someone said in surprise: "This man is Wang Bo from Biluo Valley."
Someone said loudly: "Master Yang Jiong is here, there is something good to watch now."
When Xueru flew to Yang Jiong's side, the entire square became completely quiet. Xueru's peerless appearance made millions of monks feel like they were in the spring breeze. Her noble and elegant beauty impressed them from the bottom of their hearts.
Tu Zicong felt uncomfortable when he saw Xueru: "This beautiful female elf is indeed with Yang Jiong. With her by Yang Jiong's side, it will be difficult to capture Yang Jiong in a surprise attack. But now there are millions of monks taking action, and the difference between victory and defeat is
The number is hard to determine. If we can capture Yang Jiong and this female elf, the harvest will be equally rich."
He withdrew his flying sword and said: "Tiandu disciples, listen to the order. Those flying in the air are the traitor Yang Jiong and the elf traitor. Whoever can kill one of them, regardless of his level of cultivation, can be appointed as the hall master, and I will cultivate him to the level of the hall."
Ascend to the Nascent Soul stage. After killing these two people, we will march to the Kingdom of Freedom with our army."
With such a huge temptation, the foundation-building monks in the audience all looked at the three people flying in the air, their eyes full of eagerness and excitement.
As the saying goes, Taoists are powerful in numbers. One person or dozens of people, with their foundation-building skills, would not even dare to think of taking action. Now millions of people have gathered together, and they are supported by divine envoys and Yuanying monks from three sects.
Their courage invisibly increased a thousand times. Pairs of greedy eyes swept over Yang Jiong and Xue Ru, and some were even ready to make a move and used flying swords.
Yang Jiong said: "No, the millions of monks were incited by him, not to mention that Yang Yong and I are in the Nascent Soul stage. Even the realm of Xueru Mortal God can't handle it. We left quickly. If we are besieged, it will be trouble. Tu Zicong will become invisible.
, when being attacked by a group of monks, his stealth and sneak attack will be a big trouble."
The three of them quickly rose into the air, and Yang Jiong said in a thunderous voice: "Bi Luo, Long Teng, and brothers from Tiandu, don't trust the divine messenger. Three sects and two sects have coexisted in this continent for hundreds of thousands of years. He merged the three sects into one.
You just want to dominate the entire Nanming. The last time you fought against the elves, you suffered heavy losses and many people were buried in foreign lands. Do you want to make the same mistake again?"
"Peace on this continent is hard-won and is the result of the efforts of many ancestors. Tu Zicong challenged others for his own selfish interests. Many of you will die. For a little selfish desire, think about it, is it worth it?"
Xueru said loudly: "For hundreds of thousands of years, we, the elves, have accommodated humans, elves, spirits, and monsters from all races to live in peace in the free heaven. We, the elves, love peace and have never done any harm to the human race. Tu Zicong provoked a war. How could you guys
Are you willing to follow him to death?"
Yang Yong said loudly: "The purpose of Tu Zicong's deception is to make the monks in our mainland kill each other. He can reap the benefits and achieve his goal that no one in Nanming dares to oppose. Compatriots, you are willing to go
To be his slave and his lackey?"
Yang Jiong continued: "In the Free Heaven, there are countless monsters, beasts, spirits, and monsters. You Foundation-Building monks will be cannon fodder if you leave. Don't make wedding clothes for others. Ask the master of Jindan Hall and Elder Yuanying on the stage,
Who wants to go? Because it means going to die."
The three of them took turns to speak, and the monks in the audience slowly woke up. After the excitement subsided, someone shouted: "God's envoy, there is a god in the elves, and it is useless for us to go. I heard that Yang Jiong can compete with the god.
In the battle, you might as well capture Yang Jiong first, and then we can discuss the attack on the elves."
The public enthusiasm stirred up by Tu Zicong was slowly extinguished by Yang Jiong and the others.
Yang Jiong continued: "The elves are the most peace-loving race on this continent. They have lived in the Free Heaven for generations and have lived in friendship with the human race. I want to ask you, my compatriots here, after you attack the Free Heaven, what will you have left?
How many people can come back?"
Compared with the principles of life, self-interest and life seem to be much lighter. If you attack the elves, Nascent Soul monks, and Golden Core monks, there may be fewer casualties, but the Foundation Establishment monks are 100% cannon fodder. Without lives, everything is gone.
Tu Zicong did not expect that the good situation would be ruined. He ordered the dozens of Yuanying monks behind him: "Come up together and kill the three of them." The Tiandu Yuanying monks rushed forward, but found about forty Long Teng and Bi Luo.
The Yuanying monk made no movement.
Tu Zicong pressed forward with a divine power, and more than ten people slowly stood up and offered flying swords. The remaining twenty people were still motionless. Tu Zicong was furious, and his divine power condensed into a big hand, and he grabbed a Biluo Nascent Soul monk and said
: "If you don't obey orders, you will die!"
Just as his big hand condensed with divine power was about to catch the monk, a big divine hand suddenly appeared next to him and collided with him. After the collision, the two divine hands bounced away. Xueru, Yang Jiong, and Yang Yongsan
The people flew down to the high platform together.
Xueru said: "Zixiao sent you to manage Nanming, not to let you do whatever you want in Nanming, nor to let you kill innocent people indiscriminately in Nanming. Three sects and two religions have been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, and they have obtained the Zixiao God Realm.
How can you be allowed to act recklessly if he has the approval? Don’t trust him easily, and don’t be fooled by him again.”
Yang Jiong said goodbye to Tu Zicong: "Today, we will eliminate the harm to Nanming. My compatriots sitting here, please help. As long as I, Yang Jiong, are here, the three sects will not merge, and this continent will be destroyed."
There will be peace forever.”
More than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators from Tiandu Mountain launched flying swords to attack Yang Jiong and the others. The Longteng cultivator stood up and slowly retreated.
Zhao Qiandu raised his flying sword and shouted: "Yang Jiong bullied me, Long Teng, too much. We, Long Teng, responded to the call of the divine envoy and attacked." He rushed forward, only to find that he was the only one among Long Teng's monks to fight.