"Martial Immortals are unstoppable, tens of thousands of years ago, Dao Tianqiong was already the peak supreme of the Seven Tribulations, and he was able to fight thousands of moves in the hands of the Heaven Replenishing Saint Venerable without being defeated, and now he is only afraid that he is more than one step stronger.

Qingxia has its own guard, and the power of the poor holy land wants to destroy Qingxia Daotong.

The Holy Lord traveled outside the world to seek a way to cut through the qi machine, and now we are helpless, since there is no way to prevent Qingxia from intercepting the luck of the Heavenly Dao, we can only let them set foot on the border wilderness and fight against foreign races. ”

Hearing Taichang Supreme's words, Xu Wanding's eyes lit up, and then he stroked his palms and smiled.

Now the twelve tribes are in trouble and there is a great comeback, and the border famine is very tight, and the monks of all the tribes are suffering heavy damage.

If you can take this opportunity to let Qingxia go to the battlefield and fight with other races, it can not only suppress those evil arrogances, but also consume Qingxia's luck, which is a strategy to kill two birds with one stone.

Half a month later, the Immortal Holy Court sent a decree from the Holy Venerable, directly recruiting the monks of the six major sects of the Infinite Realm to go to the border desolate and chaotic land to support.

Qingxia, as the overlord of the Infinite Realm, naturally couldn't dodge, and when the decree fell, the face of Cao Weiran, the head of the sect, changed and fell into deep thought.

Since you can't dodge it, let's take it as a military training!"

At noon the next day, Qingxia taught Cao Weiran to promulgate the decree, Qingxia sent 30,000 troops, and the sword pointed directly at the barren land of the universe, and the army was pulled out, and the mighty weather caused a vision of heaven and earth, which shocked countless forces.

On this expedition, the Qingxia Ancient Sect sent the Qingtian Supreme and six Dao Monarch giants, and more than two hundred Purple Mansion Monarchs, which can be called a luxurious lineup, and they are almost equal to the scale of the other five sects.

After discussing in detail with the high-level of the sect, Di Yunxiao also went out with the army, but his identity was not the main general, but the leader of the elite disciples of the Qingxia Sect.

In this border rebellion, Cao Weiran, the head of the sect, also wants to use the alien race to sharpen the inner gate of Qingxia and the true disciples, he doesn't expect everyone to be able to rise like Emperor Wuhuang, he only hopes to force out the potential of these little guys.

In addition to Emperor Yunxiao, the Sword Emperor Qu Jiangqiu was sent to the West Pole.

Although it is not as sinister as the frontier wasteland, it has also banished many vicious races, and when the alien races rioted, tragic strife also broke out in the western pole.

In the midst of the huge ancient warship, Emperor Yunxiao sat cross-legged, and around him were scattered scrolls of silk silk, which recorded detailed descriptions and information about the frontier wasteland.

The Frontier Lands, also known as the Land of Exile, is a taboo subject in this universe because it is the real land of the terrible death, imprisoning twelve horrific races from the end of the Middle Ages to the middle and late antiquity.

Dark Race, Demon Race, Shining Clan, Mao Wen Clan, Six-armed Jialan Clan, Soul Eater, Rakshasa Clan, Death Zerg, Giant Star Clan, Chaos Ancient Demon Clan, Anta Winged Clan, Eidolon Clan.

Each of these twelve clans had reigned in this universe, and in their heyday, they were even able to suppress the Immortal Holy Court for tens of thousands of years.

This time, the Immortal Holy Court dispatched the men and horses of the Qingxia Ancient Sect in order to guard the sandstorm Black Sea where the Mao Wen clan was exiled back then, where the environment was extremely harsh, and there were often incidents where the patrol monks could not bear the disintegration of their bodies.

A month and a half ago, the windless belt of the Sandstorm Black Sea Land appeared and destroyed the two legions stationed in the Immortal Holy Court in one fell swoop, and more than 200,000 monks were scattered.

Although these two legions are not high-level legions, they are also guarded by two god generals, and there are more than fifty people in the palace, and they only have time to release a distress signal and then there is no sound.

The strong men of the Holy Court, who were responsible for investigating the cause, pulled out the search line for thousands of miles, and finally found thousands of corpses that had not yet been disposed of in the Sandstorm Black Sea, which led to the later announcement of the Holy Court to all races.

Emperor Yunxiao's eyebrows were furrowed, and his divine sense repeatedly scanned the picture on the information in his hand, and his face was solemn.

The Mao Wen clan, also known as the horned thorn dinosaur clan, belongs to the innate race, and the individual cultivation is quite strong, even if it is a newborn juvenile, it is comparable to a true monarch monk who has just entered the Vientiane realm, and an adult is basically equivalent to a high-level true monarch monk.

Under normal circumstances, a battalion of five hundred monks stationed near the Black Sea of Sandstorm would dare to besiege and kill an adult horned thorn dinosaur.

Through the image imprint in his hand, Di Yunxiao could roughly estimate that the number of Mao Wen clan creatures who attacked and killed the two legions this time should not be less than four thousand adult Mao Wen warriors.

When they were defeated and exiled by the Hundred Clans, about six million Maowen creatures were driven here, and according to the official statistics of the Holy Court, after tens of millions of years of elimination in the harsh environment, the number of this clan should be less than one-tenth.

Four thousand adult Maowen warriors were dispatched at once, which was a rare large-scale effort in 100,000 years.

"Slaughtering the monks of the two legions of the Immortal Holy Court, isn't it afraid that the Immortal Holy Court will send a large army to encircle and suppress it again?

Emperor Yunxiao's gaze was solemn, his fingers rubbed his smooth jaw, and he thought for a moment that he had gained nothing, so he had to let go of his obsession and began to inspect the sleeping cabins in the ancient warship.

The Infinite Realm is far from the Frontier Desolation, and even if it is through the teleportation ancient array, it will take half a year to cross, so a large number of supporting monks have sealed themselves into sleep.

A long period of starry sky teleportation would consume a lot of essence qi, so there were only a few dozens of monks above the High True Monarch patrolling back and forth in the three-hundred-zhang long cabin, and the other thousands were all enclosed in special vessels.

"How far are we from the Wastelands?"

Looking at the endless starry sky, Emperor Yunxiao asked in a deep voice.

"It will take four months for us to reach the Frontier Camp, during which we will pass through the outpost Runyu Realm for replenishment, and then merge into the 27th Legion of the Holy Court to jointly conquer the Maowen cult in the Sandstorm Black Sea. ”

The one who replied was a half-step palace monarch and a high-ranking general, who had been stationed in the border wasteland all the year round and was very familiar with the road.

"Runyu Realm, this king remembers, shouldn't the nearest outpost to the Sandstorm Black Sea be the Wenluo Realm!"

Hearing this, the high-ranking general smiled bitterly:

"Young master, you don't know. The Wenluo realm has already collapsed, three years ago, there was a peerless fierce creature in the sandstorm, and after breaking out of the border wilderness array, it directly shuttled through the void and descended to the Wenluo realm.

That battle was fought to the ground, completely turning Wenluo into a scorched earth.

The high-level officials of the Immortal Holy Court stationed in the border wasteland suffered a big loss, so they ordered the outpost to be moved back and placed directly in the Runyu Realm, where there were several days of travel from the border wasteland, which was enough to deliver news. ”

"Huh! Every outpost should have a feudal Daojun in charge, what kind of murderous thing is it, it can actually resist a strong person of this level? Could it be that it is a high-ranking remnant of the Mao Wen clan?"

Hearing this, this warlord smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"It's not the remnants of the Mao Wen clan, but the monster bred in the sandstorm and the black sea, as far as we know, the monster is more than three hundred feet in size, and all life in its path has dissipated and turned to scorched earth. ”

After listening to the general's narration, Di Yunxiao felt more and more strange, it was true that there were endless monsters in the sandstorm black sea, but few monsters dared to attack the Immortal Holy Court camp before.

(End of chapter)