Chapter 585: Coexisting with the City (2)
"With the ancestor in charge, and this protective array, I think this Changzhou City should be worry-free!".
The old man shook his head, and said with bitterness on his dry face: "Although there has been no Purple Mansion Realm on the other side, the old man can feel their breath, and there is more than one person, if the great protective array is broken, then Changzhou City will be lost, Liemo, you have to plan as soon as possible, and leave a glimmer of hope for our Immortal Sect!"
The old man said, looking at the group of low-level disciples of Spiritual Qi and Tongyuan behind him, for the Immortal Sect, these low-level disciples are the hope of their rise, as long as there are disciples, then the Immortal Sect will exist. 35xs
"The disciple is willing to live and die with Choshu......"
"The disciple is willing to live and die with Choshu......"
The more than 100 disciples of the Immortal Sect behind him knelt on the ground in unison, and everyone's face was a look of death, and the sound of shouts echoed in the sky above Changzhou City, but the figure of the old man set off by this scene seemed to be a little more lonely.
Outside the battlefield of Changzhou City, a few miles behind Yun Qingyang and other cultivators, at this time, there were fifty formation mages dressed in black and red clothes, who were sitting together in scattered circles, these people were in different positions, forming a strange pattern, they each held a magic weapon in their hands, and all the magic weapons were directly connected to each other, making the huge pattern composed of these formations slowly create a halo on these people, with the continuous change of the magic of these formations, making this halo slowly dense and clear, a totem formed by white light, .
At this time, the cultivators of the Immortal Transformation Sect who were defending the city had already returned from defeat, and they all retreated to the light curtain of the great protective array, and the northern cultivators outside immediately let out bursts of jubilation, looking at the cultivators in the large protective array of Changzhou City, their eyes showed disdain.
At this time, Yun Qingyang chuckled lightly and said to a general in armor on the side: "General Peng, I see that with the help of dozens of formation masters of the Tang family, I will definitely be able to break through this Changzhou City today!"
Peng Lai, one of the top ten generals of the Tang Dynasty, the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Condensation Realm, at this time guarding Huazhou City, is the commander of the military in this attack on Changzhou City, and his 100,000 iron guards are brave and invincible, although the people who attacked Changzhou City at this time are all cultivators, of which his soldiers only account for forty percent, but the commander of this battle is undoubtedly this person, although Yun Qingyang's status is very high, but he can only be used as an assistant here.
Although Peng Lai has the overall situation of the united front, and he has the lofty identity of the top ten generals, but for the big people from the Northern Five Sects, Peng Lai also has to put down his posture, and nodded with a pleasant face and said: "With the people of the Tang family, you can break all the formations in the world, this battle is already in sight, and the capture of Changzhou City mainly depends on the great help of Sect Master Yun and all Taoist friends." ”
"Alas, this is all under the command of General Peng, and we are just doing our best!" Yun Qingyang said with a slight smile.
The two of them are talking about each other, it seems that no one is in a hurry, they can only wait for the Tang family's array mages to break the big array, this Changzhou City is in the bag, as for the Purple Mansion Realm Ancestor of the Immortal Sect, they don't need to worry about it at all, a strongman like this kind of transcendent realm, naturally there are such a strong man to deal with, Yun Qingyang knows that several senior uncles and ancestors who have been in retreat for hundreds of years have all been out of the customs at the time of this north-south war, although they don't know their movements, but they must also be hidden in various battle situations。