Midwinter, December 20th.

This day is destined to be recorded in the history of the Wu clan and even the hundred tribes.

Jiuli Wangbu, above the holy mountain.

"Newspaper! At the end of the chapter, there are suspected signs of the assembly of our army. ”

"Report! There is a combination of the two master departments of Xiong and Tiankou, and the 200,000 horses and horses secretly mobilized are coming in the direction of the Holy Mountain, and their intentions are unknown!"

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"Report! There is a rebellion in the Xiong Division, and the fortresses everywhere have been uprooted. The foot of the holy mountain has been assembled...... At least, an army of millions of monks!"

In the ancestral hall of the holy mountain, scouts kept coming in and out, and messages came one after another, and the ancestral hall was filled with a sense of depression that was about to come.

"Pass the order, the Jiuli King's subordinates, all our horses will retreat to the Hanshan Terrace, there is no need to fight!" On the throne of the ancestral hall, Lingji said for a long time.

As soon as the words came out, it was like a meteorite falling into the sea, startling the monstrous waves.

"Your Royal Highness the Heavenly Maiden, there is civil strife in the clan, and the incident happened suddenly. However, we are now condescending, and we clearly have a favorable position. But now, you want us to retreat to the open cold mountain platform, will there be something wrong?" In the ancestral hall, someone immediately stood up.

These people are basically the people who have fought with Lingji in the south and north over the years. At this critical juncture, he is even more outspoken.

"Huang Wenhu, the Northern Exorcist Beast Clan, the Southern Swing Shura, and the Yaksha in the past ten years in this palace, and the God Killing Army of the Tiger Ben Division of the Ping Demon Clan...... Ask you, have you ever made a mistake in the decision-making of this palace?" said Lingji on the throne without hurrying.

Even if the army is pressing, her state of mind is always like the waveless ancient well.

"Nope. The young man named Huang Wenhu replied. He saluted respectfully, and then retreated into the main hall.

In the ancestral hall, it soon fell silent.

A monk dressed in a red and gold robe walked into the temple and bowed to the queen on the throne. Seeing this mysterious monk who hid his face coming, everyone in the hall felt a pang in their hearts.

Everyone knows that this person's relationship with Lingji is not trivial, and he is definitely one of Lingji's confidants.

"Have you done everything you wanted?" On the throne, the original indifferent Lingji saw the arrival of this golden-robed monk, and her eyes suddenly filled with joy.

"Although the time was a little rushed, fortunately, the personnel had already been found in advance. Your Highness, rest assured, the net has been opened, just wait for the prey to break in on its own......" The golden-robed monk spoke, his tone yin and yang. Obviously, this is a deliberate attempt to hide one's identity.

"Okay, the order is down! Set up the cold mountain platform!" Lingji spoke, causing everyone in the hall to tremble.

Over there in Hanshantai, I'm afraid it will be a river of blood, right?

"It's so easy to go up to the holy mountain, I'm afraid there will be fraud!" On the Hanshan platform, the five masters of Fangfeng, Tianku, Gonggong, Zhurong, and Youxiong each led an army of 200,000 to join here.

An army of millions is not much for the Wu clan with a population of hundreds of millions today. However, if in this million-strong army, the lowest cultivation level is the fourth realm-the Witch Bone Realm cultivators who can teleport and take away...... This team is terrifying enough to terrify any of the heavens and all races!

Pull out a soldier at random, and they are all existences that can teleport and take away. This also means that the supply of food and grass in the ordinary world, which determines the success or failure of a war, and the speed of the army's march are no longer a matter of consideration...... A warrior is dead, but if the soul consciousness is not extinguished, he can change his body and get up and continue fighting......

It's a nightmare legion!

There are constant wars among the hundred tribes, and battles dozens of times the number of this legion have occurred. However, throughout the history of the Hundred Clans War, there have been few legions composed of such high-ranking monks.

Because, like Cangxuan, who can unify all the master departments and integrate them into the most elite army, how many people are there in the world?

You must know that the royal department is in charge of the master departments, but there are countless family lords between the divisions who have been passed down from the ancient years to the present, and the master of the division among the big clans is also a monk of the king realm.

The affiliation between the royal department and the division headquarters...... It sounds good in name, but in fact it is also siloed. Many of the rulers of the royal department, even if they are characters such as Emperor Ji and the Demon Emperor of the Stygian Kun, are more often powerless.

There are too many interests involved, and when you move, it will be chaotic.

However, such legions appeared.

One is the ruler of the Wu Clan, and the other is a new giant who has recently shown his invincibility. The collision of the two, no matter who wins or loses, will be a stormy wave that will sweep the heavens and all the races!

"Even though I had countless fantasies in my mind, I never thought that this day would come so soon. Yin Lanxin stood across the horse, a red armor shining dazzlingly in the sun.

Underneath him is a handsome heavenly horse who travels thousands of miles every day, with a large axe hanging from his waist, and behind him is the Suzaku spear, which is ranked as the supreme weapon. Soaking up the sun, Yin Lanxin felt the hot blood burning like a fire in her body.

Why do women need to let their eyebrows, my generation fights swords and sings wildly!

"Sister, my sister has a good eye for men, right? I just said that sooner or later, that man will be praised by the world as a legend......" A fire unicorn walked on auspicious clouds.

The purple charm of the flower is still a black tulle, the jade body is exquisite, and the spring light under the skirt is endless. She joined hands with Qiushui, shook her waist like a water snake, and stepped on the fire unicorn, causing a lot of commotion in the army.

"Giggle...... "Hua Zi Mei chuckled, and her every move had an indescribable charm. One by one, the generals and even the god generals were so confused by the purple charm that they couldn't help themselves.

It all shows that this is a little goblin. But no one dared to be disrespectful to her and do anything rude.

Everyone knows that this amorous woman in front of her is the new head of the Zhurong Division! Whether it is identity or strength, it is an existence that they are far from being able to reach at present.

"Congratulations, you've made your way to your own. In the future, the path will be smooth, and the enlightenment of Daluo is just around the corner. Looking at the purple charm of the flower coming towards him, Cang Xuan said.

"Xiaomei's meager Taoism, where can she dare to compare with her brother-in-law. Hua Zimei smiled, a pair of beautiful eyes looked forward to it, swept over everyone present, and was secretly shocked in her heart.

Including her Zhurong Division, all the people from the Five Masters Department came!

"I've seen my brother-in-law. "Different from the wanton nature of the flower purple charm, Qiu Shui Yi is much gentle. She doesn't like to talk very much, and she looks like she is completely unapproachable. However, for Cangxuan, she is extremely respectful and polite.

The people who should have come are almost all here.

Cang Xuan straddled Ryoma and looked around. There are Qingwu Shenwang of the Xiong Division, Bai Biluo and Yan Jingxue of the Heavenly Cabinet Division, Chu Yunchao of the Gonggong Division, Hua Zimei of the Zhurong Division, and Yin Lanxin of Qiushui Yihe...... Counting him, there are eight King Realm monks on the surface!

On the Hanshan platform, the two armies faced each other.

"Many people think that you are an incredible outlier, but since I took charge of the Holy Mountain, I have been waiting for you to come to me...... Because, you are the son of Aunt Xuan. Lingji looked at Cangxuan, and she spoke indifferently. A group of peerless masters surrounded her and protected her tightly.

"My mother, Xuanyue Heavenly Maiden?" Cang Xuan spoke, he looked at this woman who had the ultimate perfection in this world like Emperor Ji, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

In the past, the meaning of existence was to kill the woman in front of him, and he held this thought until the meaning of survival was shattered.

Originally, he thought that he would be very excited when he saw Lingji, but when he actually stood here, his state of mind was surprisingly unfluctuating.

It's like, a fateful, predestined encounter. They are friends who have long been acquainted with each other.

"Your mother is the only person in this world that I admire. She left me in awe...... It also disgusts me!" Lingji spoke, as clear as a fairy. is different from the emperor's majesty and domineering majesty that reigns over the world. She is almost like the Tao, she is a woman as ethereal as a dream,

"I've never seen your mother smile...... The purpose of the king's existence is not to bear the sins of all people alone...... The king should be detached, stepping on the bones of the ignorance of all beings, above all rules!" Lingji muttered, laughing foolishly.

"So...... You're waiting for me...... Wait for me to come with my mother's philosophy?" Cang Xuan said. He laughed, and that was a strange reason.

Contrary beliefs and contrary ideas...... It's all a bunch of crazy people!

(Tianjin)