Chapter three hundred and sixty-fifth world gate battle
"Have you thought it through? It's not difficult to get in, but it's as difficult as climbing to the sky to get out!" Zhao Mochen said with a serious face.
He didn't understand why Zhang Yao had to break into the inner world alone. In his opinion, Zhang Yao was looking for death, but Yang Zongbei followed Zhang Yao.
The fifth-level mission carried out by Luo Qingshan, Zhang Yao and others has become a top-secret file. Very few people know about it. Although Zhao Mochen is the master of Jiemen Pass and a ninth-level warrior, he is qualified to view top-secret files. However, He has been sitting at Jiemenguan, so how could he know about Luo Qingshan and others?
"Yeah." Zhang Yao nodded.
For others, how to come out from the inner world is the most difficult problem, but for him, this is not a problem at all.
"Even ten cows can't pull back what he decided to do. Master Zhao, don't try to persuade him. Now that everything is ready, let's get started." Yang Zongbei waved his hand.
"Okay, follow me into the pass." Zhao Mochen turned around and walked into the full moon.
Yang Zongbei and Zhang Yao followed closely behind, stepped into the full moon, climbed the steps, and boarded Xiongguan Pass, the boundary gate.
There is a cave in the full moon. The two mountains are tens of miles apart and look at each other from a distance. There is a majestic pass on the mountain close to the outside world. There is no pass on the mountain close to the inner boundary. There is a relatively flat area between the two mountains. The wasteland is the main battlefield of Jiemen Pass.
"Blast the drum, let's start the battle!" After explaining to Zhang Yao, Zhao Mochen shouted after Zhang Yao changed his clothes and merged into the warrior formation at Jiemen Pass.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
When the order was passed down, the sound of drums was like thunder, continuous and shaking the gates of the world.
After the door was opened, everyone stepped onto the main battlefield in an orderly manner and quickly formed two camps, with sixth-level warriors in one group and fifth-level warriors in the second group.
There are only a few fourth-level warriors among the fifth-level warriors.
There is not a single warrior below the fourth rank.
The few warriors in the second formation who are capable of participating in the battle at the fourth level are all geniuses among outside warriors.
Luo Qingshan participated in the battle at Jiemen Pass when he was in the fourth level.
Zhang Yao's second spiritual totem is the sixth level, so the Thunder Dharma Body is in a state.
The first and second formations formed the horns of each other and marched quickly towards the central area of the main battlefield.
The first and second formations are ground combat units, and the other three formations are air combat units.
The sound of robes was heard above everyone's heads. Zhang Yao looked up and saw that seventh-level warriors and eighth-level warriors formed a group respectively, and Zhao Mochen and Yang Zongbei formed a group.
Warriors are similar to monks. The seventh level is a feng shui ridge. After entering the seventh level, whether you are following the path of all methods or the path of martial arts, you can fly in the air.
Although the standing skill of standing in the sky and the spiritual totem of communicating with the element of wind can allow warriors below the seventh-level realm to fly in the air, there are various factors that need to be considered when fighting between the two sides. Therefore, most warriors below the seventh-level realm are down to earth. In combat, he will only occasionally use air-walking moves in battle. He will not keep his feet on the ground and use the sky as the main battlefield like warriors above the seventh level.
Thunder Dharmakaya followed the crowd and swept away his mental power, and found an acquaintance in the military formation.
The sound of war drums shook the gates of the world, and suddenly there were spiritual lights flashing and figures flashing on the mountains dozens of miles away.
Pang Qiguang walked out of the cave and looked at Xiongguan on the opposite side. He frowned slightly and showed dissatisfaction on his face. He was practicing in the cave and did not expect that there would be a sudden war on the other side.
"Zhao Mochen, Yang Zongbei, what exactly do you want to do?" Pang Qiguang snorted in his heart.
A ninth-grade monk has strong eyesight and can see scenes dozens of miles away at a glance.
The five major military formations all came out of Xiongguan, and almost all the outside warriors came out.
In addition to Zhao Mochen, there is another ninth-level warrior.
Yang Zongbei once came to fight at the Fifth Realm Gate, and Pang Qiguang knew Yang Zongbei.
Outside warriors rarely take the initiative to attack. They always guard Xiongguan and fight defensive battles. Now that they took the initiative to attack, Pang Qiguang sensed something unusual.
"Elder Pang, the outside warriors are beating the war drums and starting a war with us." A Demon Sect disciple came to Pang Qiguang's cave to report.
"Go and ask Elder Pei to come out of seclusion immediately," Pang Qiguang ordered.
He is a ninth-grade elder from the Heavenly Demon Sect. In addition to him, there is also a ninth-grade elder from the Earthly Demon Sect who is in charge of the realm gate in the Demonic Realm.
In the outside world, only Zhao Mochen, a ninth-level man, is in charge of Jiemen Pass.
Compared with the monks in other realms, the inner realm also has an advantage.
Because of this, most of the battles that broke out at Jiemen Pass were on the defensive side.
"Yes." The Demon Sect disciple ducked away.
"Form up and fight!"
Pang Qiguang shouted, and the light on the mountain flashed.
call!
"Elder Pang, what's going on?"
A figure suddenly appeared next to Pang Qiguang, with a puzzled look on his face. It was Pei Yubo, the ninth-grade elder of the Earth Demon Sect.
The two of them took turns guarding, and unless something big happened, Pang Qiguang would not ask him to come out.
"Pei Changlao, as you can see, outside warriors suddenly attacked us. I don't know the specific reason." Pang Qiguang shook his head.
"What's happening at the other gates?" Pei Yubo asked again.
"We haven't received any news from other gates. It seems that our area is the only one being actively attacked by outside warriors." Pang Qiguang replied.
"Is it possible that there are warriors from the outside world who have stepped into the ninth level and want to plot against us before we are exposed?" Pei Yubo raised his hand to stroke his beard, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.
"It's possible, but I haven't received any news from the three major religions." Pang Qiguang nodded.
"Go out to fight! Let's see what these outside warriors want to do!" Pei Yubo said.
"That's exactly what I meant."
Even if another ninth-grade warrior is born in the outside world, it is not that easy to defeat them with three against two.
Pang Qiguang and Pei Yubo were flying in the air, and the monks from all realms had already gathered.
"Go to war!"
The inner boundary is also divided into five formations.
Seventh-grade, eighth-grade, and ninth-grade monks fly in the air.
The fifth- and sixth-grade monks walked with their swords close to the ground to minimize the consumption of spiritual energy.
Not long after, the two sides met in the center of the main battlefield, like two floods about to collide.
The five major camps of both sides are facing each other, close at hand.
"Zhao Mochen, you don't want your other arm anymore?" Pang Qiguang looked at Zhao Mochen with a teasing smile on his face.
Zhang Yao looked up and saw that Zhao Mochen's left arm was cut off by this ninth-level monk from the inner world.
"Um."
Pang Qiguang suddenly realized something, and his eyes swept across the formation of sixth-grade warriors, and finally landed on Zhang Yao.
"This is a new sixth-grade warrior." Pang Qiguang thought in his heart. Just when he said those words, only Zhang Yao raised his head and glanced at him. Almost everyone who has been stationed at this gate for a long time does not know this. Zhao Mochen's left arm was cut off by Pang Qiguang.
Pang Qiguang only took a glance and then withdrew his gaze. He did not take action against Zhang Yao. Even if he did, he would be stopped by Zhao Mochen and Yang Zongbei.
"One arm can break your neck." Zhao Mochen looked determined and unmoved.