The monks of the five major forces, including the Fire Clan and the Earth Clan, became excited when they saw the white light disappear.

"The white light is completely gone!"

"That means that the lore formation has also disappeared!"

"Hahaha! After waiting for so long, it's finally time to attack!"

"Yes! Zhang Zichen is finally dead!"

There were more than 30,000 troops, and they all cheered.

Several true monarchs also had smiles on their faces.

At this moment, Zhu Hongyu smiled and said, "Ancestor Zhu Ling, can we attack?"

Zhu Ling Zhenjun and Zhu Hongyu were standing on top of the Fire Qilin Ancient Chariot in their clan at this time, he nodded slightly and said with a smile: "It's almost." ”

"That's great. Zhu Hongyu smiled and said loudly: "Then the ancestor quickly ordered, let everyone work together!"

Zhu Ling was temporarily recommended to be the ruler of the five major forces, so he ordered, and the others naturally obeyed.

Zhu Ling glanced at the other True Monarchs, and then asked, "Ladies and gentlemen, what do you think?"

When the other True Monarchs heard this, they replied one after another: "At this time, Zhu Ling Zhenjun, you are the one who commands, and we all listen to you." ”

They replied like this, and Zhu Ling knew that they had no opinion.

Otherwise, if several of their True Monarchs oppose the attack, and Zhu Ling alone says it, it doesn't count.

Since everyone agreed, Zhu Ling waved his right hand and said loudly: "Since this is the case, then let's attack!"

"Roar, roar, roar!"

"Attack!"

"Attack!"

The 30,000 monks were strong, and each followed the team, and began to move forward one after another, jumping into Penglai Immortal Island.

Seeing that the 30,000 monks of these five major forces began to move, some of the monks who survived because of the excitement also began to follow.

This is the war of the century, and you can't look at it in vain.

Moreover, among these monks who watched the excitement, two of them discussed, and they also controlled the flying weapon under their feet and flew towards Penglai Immortal Island.

These two people are the people of Donghuangdao and Donghai Dragon Palace.

More than 30,000 monks, in five colors.

Walking in the front is the ancient chariot of the Fire Clan's Fire Qilin, and above the chariot, stand Zhu Ling Zhenjun and Zhu Hongyu.

Their 10,000 red-armored soldiers are mighty and murderous.

Walking in second place is the Jiang family in Jinzhou, the Jiang family's 8,000 gold-armored soldiers, and their morale is not bad at all.

The Wang family is ranked behind the Jiang family, although they have more masters in the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, but there are only six thousand ordinary soldiers.

Behind them were the earthy yellow army of the Tu tribe, as well as the five hundred disciples of the Kunlun Holy Realm.

From hundreds of kilometers away, rushing forward, on this road above the sea water, for more than four months, the red liquid did not dissipate, and the remnants of severed limbs floated in all directions.

Five million monks, all dead.

Penglai Immortal Island's lore formation is really worthy of punishing gods and demons, even gods and demons can be killed, not to mention some ordinary monks.

The range of hundreds of kilometers is not too far for the five major forces.

In the time of half a pillar of incense, they arrived at the two immortal mountains in front of Penglai Immortal Island in an orderly manner.

Later, you only need to pass through the rift valley between these two immortal mountains, even if you really enter the scope of Penglai Immortal Island.

"Forward!"

Zhu Ling did not hesitate at all and led the way.

As soon as you enter the valley, inside Penglai Immortal Island, a pungent fishy smell enters the nostrils and stimulates the brain.

It's fishy!

It stinks!

The blood clotted, the corpses decomposed, and the two smells were mixed together to make people smell sick.

Passing through the rift valley, countless large and small islands appeared in front of you.

These islands, all floating in the air.

If it had been before, this view must have been very beautiful.

But at this time, these floating islands have been dyed blood-red by the blood of the monks.

Every inch of land is blood-red.

Moreover, on top of these floating islands, the dense piles of corpses like a hill have begun to decompose.

Countless maggots and big-headed flies, crawling around on the corpses.

It's not disgusting.

The surroundings are lifeless, like hell, extremely terrifying.

In the silence, Zhu Ling Zhenjun quickly locked on to the island where Zhang Zichen and the others were located through the scattered divine sense.

The five major forces and more than 30,000 soldiers, under the leadership of Zhu Ling Zhenjun, began to fly towards the Immortal Island of the Ten Thousand Saints Dynasty.

At this time, there was a commotion on the Immortal Island of the Ten Thousand Saints Dynasty.

"Senior brother, let's run away!"

"It's Brother Zhang, let Zhang Zichen stay here, let's escape!"

Han Li and Hou Yushu persuaded hard.

Escaping now is indeed an opportunity, but the premise is that Zhang Zichen has to stay here, wait and attract the enemy.

Hearing Han Li and Hou Yushu's persuasion, Yuan Yangzi just shouted angrily: "If you want to go, you go!

However, Zhang Zichen also feels that this is a good way.

At that moment, he persuaded: "Teach the real person, otherwise, you and Uncle Duanmu will leave with everyone, leave me alone, presumably they will not continue to chase and kill." ”

As soon as Zhang Zichen finished speaking, he was immediately opposed.

"No, third brother, I want to die with you!" but Zhang Cailing was the first to stand up, although Zhang Cailing had only been practicing for ten years, her affection for Zhang Zichen was indescribable.

"I won't leave either!Zichen, you want me to go unless I die!" it was Ding Yao who spoke.

Ding Yao's words made many elders not very understandable.

Because, the relationship between Zhang Zichen and Ding Yao has not been announced.

But at this time of life and death, no one thinks so much.

With Zhang Cailing and Ding Yao taking the lead in standing up, the rest of the people, such as Long Fei, Scarlet Moon and Wang Xiyue, have already embraced the heart of death.

No matter how much outsiders persuade them, they can't persuade them.

Even, even Duanmu Batian, who was carrying his wife Yao Jing and daughter Duanmu Xue, as well as his disciples Tang Qi and Cao Rentian, refused to leave.

And Feng Ruolan, although she said that she stayed for her apprentice Ding Yao, whether she supported Zhang Zichen or not, everyone saw it.

What surprised Zhang Zichen was that in addition to these people, Ling Qingyang, the owner of Jiling Island, and Yang Qing, the owner of Alchemy Island, also chose to stay.

Although the two of them kept saying that they chose to stay because they wanted to be with Yuan Yangzi, Zhang Zichen was full of gratitude.

As the saying goes, adversity sees the truth, and what you see at this time is the truth.

Just as Zhang Zichen smiled bitterly, the golden unicorn Xiaojin, who had been staying next to him, also roared a few times.

Everyone understands what it means.

Xiao Jin also chose to stand on Zhang Zichen's side.

And the rest, the twelve people led by Han Li and Hou Yushu chose to leave.

Yuan Yangzi and Zhang Zichen didn't blame them, it was not easy for a person to live, and it was even more difficult for a monk to be able to cultivate to this point.

They want to live, and no one stops them.

Finally, after saying goodbye for a while, Han Li, Hou Yushu and the others, harnessing the flying sword, went in the other direction, and ran away.