The old man in red robe nodded, and when he was about to ask something else, a voice suddenly sounded in the sky.
"Li Tian, I will take the first step, and you will arrive with the army later. Remember, the army must enter the battlefield within three days."
It was a sweet and majestic female voice, as if coming from the clouds in the sky, making it unpredictable.
"Yes, Lord Demon Saint."
After bowing in response, Li Tian immediately spread the news. The marching speed of the army increased again, and all the beasts were galloping, creating a spectacular scene.
...
In Tianmu City, after returning to Yuanci Wuji Mountain, Han Yi ordered Beishan and Tieshi to summon the spiritual monks who had followed him from Biluo City. A total of nine people stood in the main hall with their hands tied, although there was a difference between life and death.
The battle was right in front of them, but they did not show any anxiety or fear.
"City Lord." As soon as Han Yifang walked into the hall, the nine people immediately bowed and shouted.
"Okay, no need to be polite." Han Yi waved his hand and sat down on the holy throne above the main hall.
"I wonder why the city lord called us here?" Beishan was the first to ask as he had a respected status among the nine people.
"The army of the Heavenly Corpse Palace is about to attack the city. This city lord is very worried. I would like to ask you what you think of this battle."
"This..." The nine people looked at each other, and for a while, the hall was silent.
"Beishan, please tell me first." Seeing that no one spoke for a while, Han Yi had no choice but to name him.
Beishan's heart froze and he glanced at Han Yi secretly. However, from Han Yi's expression of neither sadness nor joy, he could not see any intention of asking. After the Lord of the City advanced to the Spiritual Saint Stage, he became more and more...
The higher it gets, the more unpredictable it becomes. He thought to himself, and then carefully considered his words before answering.
"My subordinates believe that our Tianmu City has now repaired the five-pole magnetic formation, and has the quasi-ninth-level formation Wind and Fire Spiritual Pillar Formation arranged by the Lord of the City. It should not be a problem to block the zombie army in the Heavenly Corpse Palace. As for the
Although Master Xuan Ye of the Corpse Hall that day had advanced cultivation that we and others could hardly match, with the Lord City Lord and Senior Jin Jia, plus the two seniors from the Spiritual Saint Period from the Anti-Demon Alliance, it was absolutely impossible to compete with him.
question."
"That makes sense." Han Yi said with a smile on his lips, nodded, and then asked, "Do you know the weakness of our Tianmu City?"
"This... subordinate is ignorant and doesn't know."
"I don't know, or you still don't want to say it?" Han Yi looked coldly.
"Forgive me, City Lord, I really didn't know." Beishan's forehead was covered in thin cold sweat, and he knelt down in fear.
"What about you?" Han Yi turned his eyes to the others.
"City Lord, please forgive me, we were ignorant." Everyone knelt down one after another, but Iron Lion was the only one who remained unmoved.
"Iron Lion, do you have something to say?" Han Yi's gaze seemed to have penetrated Iron Lion completely with his holy power.
"This, my subordinates don't know whether to say it or not?" Tie Shi hesitated a little.
"This city lord allows you to say."
"Okay, then I'll say it." Iron Lion cleared his throat and said, "First of all, judging from the comparison of the top-level combat power of our Tianmu City and Tianzhi Temple, the city lord plus the three spiritual saints such as Senior Jinjia
A young monk should be able to barely compete against Master Xuan Ye."
"Iron Lion, don't talk nonsense. The Lord of the City has unparalleled combat power. Even if Xuan Ye has a higher level of cultivation, he can never be the opponent of the Lord of the City." Beishan scolded.
"Beishan, don't you think the sense of oppression given to us by Xuanye is more terrifying than the sense of oppression given to us by the city lord?" Iron Lion looked at Beishan straightforwardly and said.
"You..." Beishan was speechless for a moment. He wanted to remind Tie Shi, an upright man, but it was difficult to say it clearly in front of Han Yi.
"Beishan, it seems that you have been in a high position for too long and have forgotten that this city lord does not need others to flatter you. Now that Tianmu City is facing the crisis of destruction, this city lord only wants to hear your true words." Han Yi said coldly.
He glanced at Beishan, then looked at Tie Shi, "Tie Shi, you continue."
"Yes, City Lord. In terms of top-level combat power, we are barely on par with the Heavenly Corpse Palace. But whether the next ones are semi-saints or spiritual masters, there is no doubt that they cannot compete with the Heavenly Corpse Palace.
The only thing we can do is to rely on the power of the formation as much as possible to deal with it."
"Yes, yes, Tie Shi. It seems that I have always thought that you have a simple mind and strong limbs. I made a mistake." Han Yi seemed very satisfied with Tie Shi's analysis. He continued to ask, "In your opinion, we
What advantages does Tianmu City have?"
"The only advantage is that Tianmu City is our home court. We have an eighth-level formation and a quasi-ninth-level formation to rely on. In my opinion, the key to the outcome of this war lies solely with the city owner.
My lords, you Spirit Saint Stage monks. Even if we, the Half-Saint and Spirit Master cultivators of Tianmu City are all defeated, they will never be able to break through Tianmu City with the presence of two major formations."
"Yes, the analysis is very good." Han Yi acknowledged with a smile, "You don't have to worry about Xuan Ye. With me and other Spirit Saint stage monks joining forces, it won't be a problem to stop him. The only thing I'm worried about now is the Demon Sect.
I don’t know when they will come back. If it happens to be at this time, it will be a disaster for our Tianmu City."
When Han Yi mentioned the Demon Sect, the expressions of all the nine people in the hall changed slightly. Yes, all their attention was focused on the Heavenly Corpse Palace just now, but they forgot about the Demon Sect. A failure, and
It is not enough to make the demon sect retreat, but will incur even more ferocious revenge from them.
"City Lord, what should we do?" Iron Lion panicked.
"I called the nine of you here today just to take precautions in advance." Han Yi said, and with a wave of his hand, nine streams of light shot towards the nine people, and they reached out and grabbed them.
The nine people spread their hands and took a look, and there was a shining silver space ring lying in their hands.
"Within three days, I want you all to advance to semi-saint status."
"City Lord, this is unlikely." Iron Lion grimaced.
"Let's take a look at the contents of the ring first." Han Yi glanced at him.
The nine people immediately penetrated the soul power into the Najie and sensed what was inside. They were shocked and surprised.
"The things in the Najie are enough for you to advance to the semi-saint level. In addition, you must be familiar with the other things I left in the Najie." At this time, Han Yi spoke.
"Ah, City Lord, in three days, our ability to advance to Half Saint is already the limit. We still need to get familiar with other things." Iron Lion was a little dumbfounded.
Han Yi glared at him, raised his hand, and actually tore a spatial crack in the hall. Such a method shocked the hearts of the nine people. However, under their gaze, the spatial crack actually lasted for a long time.
There is no bridge.
The next moment, Han Yi raised his hand and grabbed it, and the power of space surged around the nine people, carrying them and flying into the space crack.
After the vision in front of the nine people became clear, they found themselves in a strange place, on the top of a giant pillar peak. Not far from them, a person was sitting cross-legged, practicing with his eyes closed, and three people were suspended in front of him.
A jewel as black as ink.
"The Dark Source Bead is the deputy city lord Mingli." Someone exclaimed in surprise.
"It's the Taiyin Origin Pearl." Mingli heard the voice and opened his eyes.
"Deputy City Lord Mingli, where is this place?" Beishan asked.
"This is the Xumi Cave where Brother Han's space treasure is stored. After ten days of cultivation here, only one day has passed outside." Mingli explained and then said, "You should also practice quickly, don't let Brother Han down.
You cultivate.”
"Yes, Deputy City Lord."
The nine people suddenly understood. Han Yi now truly regarded them as his own. While feeling secretly moved in his heart, they each chose a place to sit down cross-legged, took out the Source Beads in the Space Nai Ring and refined them.
At this time, Han Yi was alone in the main hall, looking through the door into the distance. Although he had made many arrangements, he still felt uneasy for some reason, but he could not explain the uneasiness.
Where did it come from.
"Is it because of you?" He lowered his head and looked at his right hand. In his hand, a divine wheel seal was slowly turning. The light was bright and dark, and there was a faint power lingering on him, as if he was covering something up.
.There was a vague guess in his tone.
Three days passed in a blink of an eye. In the sky around Tianmu City and Yuanci Wuji Mountain, the remaining army of hundreds of thousands of monks lined up in a neat and orderly battle formation. Everyone stared seriously at the formation light.
Outside the curtain.
The sun rises from the east, the sunlight slants over, and the cold darkness is dispelled. However, in the distant sky, a line of black clouds is approaching with lightning speed. The zombie army of the Heavenly Corpse Palace arrives as promised at the break of dawn.
In Yuanci Wuji Mountain, in the mountain hall, Han Yi, who was sitting on the holy throne, suddenly opened his eyes, and with a flash of light around him, he appeared in the middle of the army in an instant.
"Bah!" In the sky above the formation light curtain, a huge crack was torn open in the ceiling. It was like a peerless ferocious beast opening its vertical eyes that could destroy the world. It was extremely terrifying.
In the gap, Xuan Ye stood alone, his eyes collided with Han Yi, and invisible sparks flashed. He suddenly pulled out the Emperor's Sword from his waist, and slashed a huge purple-gold sword light from the air.
Han Yi stamped his foot and rushed out of the formation light curtain. The five-color divine light enveloped his whole body. He punched it and the purple-gold sword light was directly blasted away by him.
"What a powerful body." Xuan Ye was slightly surprised when he saw this.
"Mingli, I will leave this battle to your command. Everyone, follow me to fight." After Han Yi said, three rays of different colors flew out from behind the army, and followed Han Yi into the
In the rift of space.
The battle between monks in the Holy Spirit Stage must be carried out in the void. Otherwise, just the residual power of the battle can turn the armies of both sides and the Canopy City into dust.
Four rays of light rushed into the void, lined up in a row, and faced off against the master of Xuanye Palace. Under the crack in the void, the army of Tianzhi Palace officially launched the siege. On the side of Tianmu City, under the command of Ming Li, hundreds of thousands of people
A terrifying attack and the light of the Xuanjing Cannon were blasted out.