The Battle of Jiluo Mountain, which originated from the battle of Wuyue, can be regarded as the sixth battle of the battle, which is not on the ground, but expands into the air. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Xiang Xiang led the hornbill soldiers to fly up Jiluo Mountain to assist the Spirit Scouts in defending their homeland, the war was still in full swing in three of the five mountains, and it was not yet over.

Nangong Xiang shouted the slogan of avenging the Wuque Sect and reviving the sect to the Central Plains, but his feet were inserted into the troubled waters of the Six Realms War, and after a series of activities, the evil purpose has been revealed.

He has no intention of ruling this world, and all he wants is to grab as many resources as possible, and get the opportunity to open up the spatial passage, return to his demon domain, and regain the world that should belong to him. In his heart, he is not called Longxiang, let alone Nangong Xiang, and his real name and surname is Zhao Huannian.

Of all the resources he coveted, the most desperate was a strong army. He couldn't figure out how he was so unlucky, making trouble, and the army never got to him.

Infiltrating the Bearded Protoss was a lot of profits, and it also laid the foundation for killing the Central Plains, but the Protoss lacked nothing, but it lacked an army.

He understood that it was too impossible to establish an army with Namtso's indisputable style, so he secretly instructed Huo Ling'er to gather Elder Nanfeng to get Nangong Wo's Demon Realm Treasure Blood to establish a steel soul soldier for his own use one day.

The result is good, he is busy learning art with Han Xuzi, and Huo Ling'er is half-dead and can't become a person, such an important task falls on the shoulders of Nanfeng, so that stupid ghost Yunqing became the commander of the ghost soldiers by mistake. Instead, he wants to cultivate red rice in the Strange Cloud Fantasy Realm, which is a forbidden item of the Bearded God Clan, in case Nanfeng and Yunqing are not good for him in the future. However, I didn't expect that the red rice hadn't been used yet, so I borrowed the hands of Sonya and Lancang God to cheapen Ling Xuanluo.

Although these things were blows one after another, they did not defeat him. It's useless to hate Nanfeng alone, you can only kill him as soon as possible. But without an army, it's still a thorny problem.

He had the idea of hitting the Demon Celestial Empire, and tried his best to use the "relative" relationship to force the Son of Heaven to hand over the military power, but in the end he failed.

In the end, he only had two hopes left, all as Xi Mutong and Ling Xuanluo expected, one was the thousands of resentful spirits in the Ten Thousand Souls Bone Lock, and the other was the hundreds of thousands of coalition troops left in the Blue Wolf Alliance.

Provoking the battle of the Five Mountains was not his interest, the alliance between the two parties didn't care who won and who lost? As long as he could get the chain, he would immediately rush back to the Void Cold Valley and start the next move: use the power of the underworld to build a spatial channel, and use the bolting technique to summon tens of thousands of demon souls and train them into the most powerful army in history.

As long as this step is successful, he will have no worries from now on, and he can move forward bravely and concentrate on fighting his own country.

This time the five mountains competed and destroyed Jiluo Mountain, he and Huo Ling'er seemed to cooperate, but the two were always on opposite sides: although they both planned to blow up the mountain, Huo Ling'er not only wanted to borrow his weapons, but also destroyed what he wanted, which he did not know.

Sanya has always been with him, and the two of them used the invisibility technique of the Hokage illusion to stealth and stand on the top of Mount Tai. Sanya resembles a puppet, and he uses the skull of the black gold scepter to form a rotating ball, which he holds in his hand.

The ball is covered with many thin lines. Wherever he pointed to the ball, the lines swept through, quickly weaving the picture he wanted to see.

Standing on the top of Mount Tai all night, he was impatient to look through the balls one by one, so he drew a line, and then pressed it with his hand and threw it into the night sky. The image is projected into darkness, and five of them are presented before his eyes.

The content of the picture is the battle situation at the foot of each mountain. Without saying a word, he watched through the ball, waiting for the best moment to make a move.