Xing Mo was tightly protected by Nua Qingmiao's chest, and she could only see Cui Haoqing's expression beside her, which became more and more dignified as they got closer to Wufang Mountain Yuan Qingguan.

"What's going on over Wufang Mountain?" she said with obvious anxiety.

Gu Shuling and the others also became nervous, and Nuan Qingmiao squinted, "It's like a movement in the sky." ”

Cui Haoqing nodded, "There are too many things that have happened in these times, Tai Qingtian's actions this time are not small, and things seem to be even more serious than what we see." Let's hurry up and hurry back to Yuanqingguan. ”

Everyone nodded, no longer talked, and quickly walked towards Wufang Mountain Yuan Qingguan.

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Soon, several of them landed firmly in Yuan Qingguan. As they expected, the rain was blown away by the strong winds.

The black whirlpool in the sky continued to rotate, enveloping the entire Wufang Mountain and the vast East China Sea hundreds of miles outside the Wufang Mountain, and the wind was raging, and the strength of the wind had already broken the small sapling in the Yuan Qing Temple, pulling it out of the soil.

At this time, Lotus Immortal Gu had already led all the disciples to leave from the Laojun Pavilion and gathered on the edge of the sea cliff at the top of Yuanqingguan Mountain. No one left because of the wind, and under the leadership of Lian Xian Gu, everyone stood still neatly, facing the East China Sea in the distance.

Heavy dark clouds seemed to be within reach of their heads, and lightning slashed from the swirls of clouds from time to time and exploded on the surface of the sea.

Nuan Qinghao and the others quickly ran to Lotus Immortal Gu, and Nuan Qinghao first asked, "Is it Taiqingtian who has sent troops?"

Lotus Fairy Gu's dress was blown tightly against her body, and she glanced at Nua Qingmiao and also saw Xingmo who was following Nua Qingmiao, and there was a flash of surprise on her face.

She nodded, "Cui Xianzun has been going to Taiqingtian for a night. Taiqing Tian must have deployed according to Jin Xian's words, and as big as this black cloud, there are as many soldiers standing on it. Presumably, this is waiting for an order, but as long as there is an order from the golden immortal, these soldiers will inevitably fall from the sky and attack the East China Sea. ”

Everyone couldn't help but look at the vast sky, and the area of black clouds was so large that it reached the end of the sea. If this battle must be carried out, it will undoubtedly be a huge battle that has been precipitated in advance.

Because Tai Qingtian didn't want to, nor did he want to provoke incidents, so that the lives would be ruined, but it was just for the sake of the struggle and balance between the forces.

This war was forced by Tai Qingtian, and the best result of being forced was to terminate and stop this imminent crisis.

That's why Twilight Yuchang didn't give the order to attack the East China Sea for a long time, and the swirling black clouds kept hovering above the Wufang Mountain and the East China Sea, instead of pouring down. Because he wanted to stop the fighting, he felt that it had not yet reached the point of no return.

"What do we need Yuan Qingguan to do?" Cui Haoqing asked.

Lotus Immortal Gu shook her head, "Jin Xian has no instructions, but we must act on the opportunity. ”

Everyone understood Lian Xiangu's words in their hearts, if this big battle started, it would inevitably affect Yuan Qingguan. And Yuan Qingguan must stand on the side of Taiqing Tian to resist the attack of the East China Sea.

If Taiqing is defeated, then Yuan Qingguan will die.

At this point, Nush Qingmao and Cui Haoqing took the lead in sacrificing the long sword in their hands. The sound of tinkling metal was endless, and the disciples of the Yuanqing audience had already shown their weapons and held them tightly in their hands.

They all stood still in the direction of the East China Sea, steadily prepared, ready to face any unexpected event that broke out at any moment.

Xing Mo was the same, she stood beside Numa Qingmiao and took a short sword from Ting Ruo's hand that she often fell on her waist. She was confident that her skills were very strong, at least higher than the martial arts of most disciples in the Yuan Qing Temple, but she had no cultivation to rely on.

She was not afraid of such a scene, because she had experienced and more than once such a threat.

A huge black cloud of low pressure spread over the East China Sea as far as the eye can see of the entire Wufang Mountain and the mountains behind the Wufang Mountain. The feeling of depression brought by it enveloped the hearts of every Yuanqingguan disciple on the sea cliff.

Their expressions became more solemn and nervous, staring at the sea in different areas and the sky in different blocks without squinting.

Time passed slowly, and the clouds still rotated slowly and regularly, as if everything was set in a regular way, and no one could know what was going to happen next, and no one knew at what moment the change would appear.

The increasingly silent atmosphere brought about by the scorching made everyone numb in silence.

Suddenly, Xing Mo only felt that her eyes were as bright as day, and a heavenly thunder seemed to explode in her ears. Immediately, I felt dizzy and nauseous, my chest and abdomen were burning abnormally, and my throat was fishy and sweet. There was a fever in the chest, something was pushing upwards, and a mouthful of blood rushed to her throat and mouth from the bottom up, but she was holding it alive, and no mouthful of it spurted out, but there were still hot blood droplets sliding down the corners of Xingmo's mouth.

The thunder just now was too close to her, and she couldn't bear it at all now, and her chest and lungs were damaged and she coughed up blood.

And Yuan Qingguan didn't have much reaction from the others, at most, because the thunder light was too close and too bright, his eyes flashed, and his vision was a little dizzy for a while. Because after all, they all have a good cultivation foundation, and they can always protect their internal organs.

At this moment, the waves on the sea not far in front of them grew larger, and slowly the white water foam gathered in one direction, and gradually a small whirlpool formed, corresponding to the whirlpool of clouds in the sky.

Suddenly, a white cold light burst out from the whirlpool on the surface of the sea, flew into the air, and with a "bang", the white light flickered and exploded, and then disappeared.

Then, a deafening, uniform shout came from the black clouds above, "Xuanji Battalion!

The audience of Yuanqing listened clearly and saw clearly by the sea cliff.

In the sky above them, the originally slow-moving black clouds rolled around like boiling water, and Xing Mo and Yuan Qingguan looked up together.

The people of the "Xuanji Battalion" hidden in the clouds are looming above the black clouds. Xing Mo could vaguely see the bright white armor around the Xuanji Camp people, like moonlight. It's the same color as the signal that just rushed out from under the surface of the sea.

Xing Mo could see that the Xuanji Battalion was only an army arrayed in the sky, accounting for less than one-tenth of the entire army.

Soon, the Xuanji Battalion that led the order landed as a whole, gradually leveling with the sea cliffs of Wufang Mountain, Xing Mo saw the fall of the black clouds, and hundreds of silver-white bright armor appeared in front of the audience in the Yuan Qing Dynasty, neat and orderly, tall and strong.

They all held the same weapon in their hands, a silver serpent coiled around the left arm of each silverarmoured warrior. Xing Mo couldn't see what kind of weapon it was, but she felt that it wasn't a living thing, but it seemed to be alive, and she could move freely every section.

The Xuanji Battalion seemed to be better at long-range assistance and ambushes, and instead of going into the sea, they were densely packed in a strange formation on the sea parallel to the height of the Yuanqing Guan Sea Cliff.

Xing Mo looked at it, and the bright armor around them reflected the hazy sunlight, which was a little dazzling.

I wondered if the signal that had just whistled out from the bottom of the sea could be sent by the twilight rain.

At this moment, although she felt that her chest was suffocated and there was a faint pain under her ribs, she had no other choice, she still held a short sword and was the same as everyone in the Yuan Qing audience, concentrating on her defense.

The Xuanji Battalion was ready, and at this moment, two more rays of light like flying arrows suddenly broke through the resistance of the sea water and exploded in mid-air one after another. Two arrows of light, one black and one green, burst and quickly dissipated into the air.

Almost at the same time, in the sky on the left and right sides of Wufang Mountain, there were shouts from everyone in unison, "Mixed armor battalion! Decide!", "Lingxi Battalion! Decide!", followed by the thick and neat friction of the battle armor.

Soon, the black-armored mixed armor battalion descended from the sky, forming a huge circle on the surface of the East China Sea behind the Wufang Mountain. However, in an instant, hundreds of soldiers of the black-armored mixed armor battalion were like countless black meteors, flying into the East China Sea one by one with long knives in their hands, causing huge and numerous splashes, and in an instant, the waves on the East China Sea were chaotic.

The green and lightly armored Spirit Rhino Battalion had also been split into two, and half of it followed the mixed armor battalion and threw itself into the sea. Half of it was surrounded by the perimeter of the Xuanji Battalion, which had long been lined up above the sea.

The clothes of the Xingmo people had been soaked by the boiling waves, and the last soldier of the mixed armor battalion had submerged into the East China Sea, and the increasingly black sea surface had gradually calmed down.

Above the sky, three-tenths of the army was mobilized by the three signals sent by Twilight Rain from the unknown depths of the East China Sea.

Xing Mo didn't know what such a formation meant, she just tightened the short sword in her hand, endured the discomfort in her chest, raised her hand, and wiped away the sweet blood that overflowed from the corner of her mouth again.