Chapter 555: Besieging the "Bright Peak"

"The ancestor is too pedantic, this is a major matter related to the entire monk world, how can he give up halfway because of one of his promises?

"Hehe, the power of the Ancestor of the Primordial Ancestor, what is there to resist?"

"No matter how powerful the Yuanying Ancestor is, he is also a person, look at us now, the essence of the major factions of the righteous path is gathered, even if the Yuanying Ancestor, what if it is the Yuanying Sect?"

"Don't argue, it's a big deal, let's vote!"

In a month's time, millions of monks swept the caves like thunder, several fortresses left of the old civilization were razed in one fell swoop, in the cemetery where psionic tanks, helicopters, and fighter jets burned, and in the ruins of Shanghai in the old era, the righteous sects of the victorious division were completed, and they were full of spirit and ambition, and in the face of such a great victory, in such a mighty situation, the deterrence of the ancestors seemed to be greatly reduced.

The result of the vote was absolutely the final fate of Mount Emei by a narrow margin.

"Soldiers send Emei Mountain, we salute first and then soldiers!"

A week later, an army of millions of monks, an endless spirit boat, surrounded the last order and fortress of the old civilization from all directions!

The whole sky is filled with boundless spirit boats, and the whole sky is filled with fluttering colorful flags, which is simply irresistible power, this is irresistible power.

All the monks of the Spirit Sword Alliance were mobilized, and the four or five thousand monks were extremely weak in the face of the highly unified will of the entire monk world, and everyone was shocked.

For the sake of the ancestor's promise, is it worth fighting for the lives of nearly 5,000 monks in the whole alliance?

On the surface, the Spirit Sword Alliance opened its formation, and the tip of the needle was against Mai Mang, refusing to weaken its momentum.

But in the main bee of Emei Mountain, the argument or quarrel has not stopped from the beginning!

"They, how dare they, how dare they!!"

"They just dare, with this kind of power, with this kind of high degree of unity, anything in front of them is a mantis arm blocking the car, maybe, there are still people who want to take the opportunity to destroy us!"

"Hmph, the ancestor made a move, what is the use of more of them, the highest is only in the late stage of foundation building, and in front of the ancestor, it is a chicken and a dog!"

"There are a lot of chickens and dogs, and the ancestor also has to be soft, even if there are a million Zhu, how many can the ancestor kill? In the end, my Spirit Sword Alliance will still be overwhelmed by these million monks...... So, is it worth it? for the sake of the Muggles, for the sake of a bunch of recalcitrant people?"

“……”

"What worries about the future, I think they have tasted the sweetness...... Since the Doomsday Base was captured by them one by one, psionic technology has become their private property one by one, you go and look outside, the happiest sects, the ones who are dancing the most, aren't they vigorously researching and developing in private?"

"What are you talking about? The knife is naturally in your own hands to rest assured. ”

"Okay, let's talk about it when the ancestor comes, it's useless for us to quarrel anymore. ”

Lin Xiaomeng, who held the first seat, seemed to be ten years old out of thin air.

In the past month, she has exhausted her means, divided and co-opted, and conspired, but what she got was the last result.

The result was much more than she expected.

When did the status of the Spirit Sword Alliance quietly change, and when did it start that an undercurrent that she had never been aware of had flourished?

"Ye Zhenren has arrived, Ye Zhenren has arrived!"

In the hall, all the monks were in a state of shock.

"Real people!"

"Real people!!"

Ye Rouqiao's face was full of anger, she ignored the salutes and greetings of the monks all the way, and went straight to the center of the hall with a rare murderous aura, met Lin Xiaomeng's eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Don't have illusions, they are here for real this time!"

"Huaxia League ......"

"The bullshit Huaxia League, they are the ones who have the most resolute attitude towards the old master now. ”

"What about the Spirit Beast Sect?"

"Kong Xuan's idiot was actually set aside, what he said was not good, and he was ashamed, he escaped into the mountains and forests alone, and went as a wild man!"

"How could it be, how could it be ......"

"Hmph, they have a lot of people, and they want to sign an alliance with us!"

"What, besides Muggles, they still have requirements!?"

"Demanding? Asking for a lot...... A group of sanctimonious rats have put their minds on the secret inheritance of the master, haha...... How daring!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the monks in the hall were not only shocked but also angry.

For Muggles, everyone still has a room to move and retreat, and for the secret tradition, that is, to shake the foundation of the Spirit Sword Alliance, which is to die endlessly.

"Who gave them such guts!?"

"Ants bite elephants to death, and people think they have the chance to win, and they are not afraid that we will not agree. ”

"Good thief!!"

"My fault!" Lin Xiaomeng stood up and muttered with a pale face, "I didn't pay attention to this undercurrent, I didn't even notice the huge backlash that people can produce after their cultivation is hopeless...... The location of my Spirit Sword Alliance has changed, from a resort that everyone yearns for and respects to ......."

"Senior sister, don't say it, abandon your illusions, arrange it earlier, and prepare to break the net!"

Ye Rou's voice just fell......

"The ancestor is here, the ancestor is here......"

With this cry of surprise and joy, not only the Spirit Sword Alliance of Mount Emei, but also the army of millions of monks surrounding Mount Emei were silent.

I saw an unremarkable figure walking out of the passage at the foot of a mountain.

Dressed in a green shirt, a young man who looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, with his hands behind his back, turned a blind eye to the monks and spirit boats in the sky, and with a single step, a mysterious reaction was generated, and everyone suddenly lost their sense and lock on him, watching him step by step into the last fortress of the Muggles.

Hundreds of thousands of psionic warriors, armor, warplanes and many other weapons lined up in the mighty front, countless fortresses lined up, such a powerful force, but the monks regarded nothing as nothing, it was themselves, and it was also permeated with the tragedy and rupture of the coming of the end and the desperate battle.

All the monks watched Li Xu's figure walk into a fortress, and half an hour later, they watched him slowly walk out of it, and the Muggles who sent him out gathered the core of the forces of the old era.

Then, Li Xu stepped into the sky step by step, came to the core airspace surrounded by millions of monks, his indifferent eyes swept away, and the nearly one million monks on the scene seemed to have another moment of handover with his eyes, and in an instant, his heart was shaken, and his color changed in shock!

"Get out!"

A gentle word, a gentle sound, made countless monks like thunder, and made countless people who were shaken in their hearts falter.

In an instant, the foundation of the huge coalition army was shaken, and the whole world changed because of this fluttering word.