Chapter Two Thousand and Eighty-Seven: Yang Mou, You Can't Hide!

King Xiaoming never figured out what was going on, so he could only ask for advice from Elder Wu.

Wu Lao is not only highly respected, but also well-informed, and with the news channel of Confucianism, he must know much more than Buddhism.

"Hehe, the Imperial Military Department's hand is absolutely stunning, the pinnacle of the Three Saints and Three Emperors is close at hand, even if we know that there is a trap here, and it is extremely dangerous, but we still have to come, this is a conspiracy, we can't hide it. ”

A gleam flashed in Wu Lao's eyes, and then he replied with a helpless smile.

That's right, it's Yangmou!

Mo Fei hit the emperor Ying Tian hard, and the emperor Ying Tian was furious, and issued a decree as early as the time of retreat and healing, and the entire imperial military department must find and get rid of Mo Fei at all costs.

There is no doubt that this so-called imperial celebration is a bait used by the Imperial Military Department to attract Mo Fei to take the bait.

Moreover, the sudden arrival of the Imperial Military Department was obviously not just aimed at Mo Fei, because the bait was so big that even the three sects and six factions had to take the bait.

Therefore, this is a conspiracy, even if Wu Lao and they see through the plan of the Imperial Military Department, knowing that this imperial celebration is likely to be a trap, but the supreme status of the Three Saints and Three Emperors is there, but if there is a little possibility, they will not be able to give up, so they can only try hard.

After all, the Emperor's Celebration used to be held by the three sects and six factions or the Imperial Military Department, and this time it is rare for both sides to have the same goal, even if the Imperial Military Department has bad intentions, but at least the goal is the same on the surface, and everyone in the world sees it, which is enough.

Such a good opportunity is so rare that it would be a pity to miss it.

"I see, the military department must have dug a trap and waited for us to jump into it ourselves.

It's a pity that we don't know the specific plans of the military department yet, otherwise we can prepare in advance. ”

King Xiaoming patted his bald head and suddenly realized, but then sighed in distress.

The legendary celebration of the emperor has never had a fixed model, let alone how to be considered a successful emperor.

In the past, even if the so-called imperial celebration seemed to be very successful, it was not recognized by the world, it was all in vain, and it didn't take long for it to be gradually forgotten.

To this day, the world knows that there are always the three saints and three emperors, and there are only six supreme beings in total.

Without a fixed model, and without knowing the specific plans of the Imperial Military Department, even if the three sects and six factions wanted to help, they would not be able to help.

However, Wu Lao suddenly smiled very mysteriously.

"Little monk, who told you that we don't know the specific plans of the military department?"

King Xiaoming's eyes lit up, and he suddenly looked at Wu Lao in surprise.

As soon as he heard Wu Lao's words, the little monk didn't understand that Wu Lao must have had news a long time ago.

There is no way, in the Thousand Sects Alliance, in order to keep it as secret as possible, the news from Confucianism is generally passed to the three deputy alliance masters first, especially when it comes to this kind of confidential matter, the news will stop here and will not be transmitted down.

Even one of the three sects of Buddhism would not be able to know these secrets unless it was necessary.

And Wu Lao, as the deputy leader of the alliance in charge of logistics, is naturally able to know some confidential information, and this time is no exception.

King Xiaoming naturally understood the rules of the alliance, and he didn't ask much, but it was Wu Lao, but he didn't continue to keep it secret at this time.

"In fact, as early as a few days ago, the news came from fellow Confucian sects, and at that time, the Imperial Military Department had already begun to take action.

Moreover, the movement of the military department this time is really not ordinary. ”

As he spoke, Old Man Wu glanced at Zhu Zi Zhu Guomao, who was in the middle of the door, until the deputy alliance leader nodded slightly, and the old man continued to explain.

When it comes to this kind of confidential information, even if there is no need to keep it secret, if you really want to say it, Elder Wu still needs to get the consent of another deputy alliance leader.

It turned out that as early as a few days ago, Confucianism had received accurate news that the imperial military department had made a big move, which was likely to be related to the upcoming imperial celebration.

At this critical time, such news naturally immediately attracted the attention of Wu Lao and his three deputy alliance leaders.

Then, several top powerhouses from Zhengyi Sect personally came out to finally confirm that the news was true.

But I have to say that the great reaction of the Imperial Military Department this time shocked Elder Wu and the three deputy alliance leaders for a while.

There are still a few days before the celebration of the emperor's canonization, but the imperial military department has already laid a net of heaven and earth, and seventy-three legions have been dispatched before and after, with no less than one million soldiers, among which there are more than 100,000 masters above the eighth order immortal.

Starting from Coastal City and going all the way to the imperial capital, all the places along the way, including the nearby range of hundreds of miles, are all kinds of traps, just waiting for Mo Fei to pass by, and then there are many sieges.

Not only the places along the way, but also high in the sky, and even in the alien sky, there are no less than 100 large air ships, seven giant air ships, always staring down, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time, and at a critical moment, raze Murphy and everything nearby to the ground.

The Imperial Military Department put on such a big formation, even if it was Wu Lao and a few of them, they were scared enough at that time.

Not to mention anything else, there are hundreds of large aviation ships, as well as seven giant aviation ships, if this is really full firepower, even if Wu Lao and they hold the artifact, there is definitely only one way to die.

Moreover, giant aviation ships have always been a strategic weapon of the imperial military, and they rarely appear on the Eternal Continent except for extraterrestrial exploration.

But this time it was an exception, and the exception was not one or two, but as many as seven.

put on such a big formation, but it was only because of Mo Fei alone, which shows that the Imperial Military Department or Emperor Yingtian's will kill Mo Fei.

Fortunately, Wu Lao and the others received the news in advance and informed Mo Fei a long time ago, at this time, Mo Fei must have changed his route a long time ago.

"Seventy-three legions, no less than a million soldiers, is their military department crazy?"

The little monk smiled at King Ming's eyes widened, and after a while he muttered something in disbelief.

Although the Imperial Army's handwriting this time was amazing, the shock of the ridiculous Ming King at the moment did not stop there, in his heart, there was more disbelief and incomprehension.

Not to mention Mo Fei, at their level, they have long been out of the level of using numbers if their strength is not good.

If you can't fight, you can't beat it, let alone millions of soldiers, even if the number increases tenfold and hundredfold, you still can't beat it, but if you have more numbers, it will only increase casualties.

No matter how many fighters there are in the military department, they don't bring such a person to death, isn't it crazy, what else can it be?

"No, they're not crazy, these million fighters don't shoot directly, most of them are on aviation ships, responsible for manipulating various high-tech weapons.

Only those masters above the 100,000 eighth-order immortals, they are the main force.

Moreover, even these 100,000 immortals are also cooperating with various traps to besiege and kill, but they are not sent to death in vain. ”

Sure enough, Wu Lao had already found out the accurate information, and even figured out the arrangements of the military department in all aspects.

(End of chapter)