In the southeast of the Central Continent, there is a mountain range nearly 7,000 miles away from the Heavenly Burial Plain, which is called the Yunhuang Mountain Range.

This was originally the traditional sphere of influence of the Weaver Girl Dong family, which was full of spiritual energy and sparsely populated since ancient times, but in the past six months, large cloud boats full of immortal cultivators have secretly retreated here from the front line.

Yunzhou came and went, back and forth several times, and the number of immortal cultivators gathered in the depths of the Yunhuang Mountain Range reached more than 100,000.

With such a large number of immortal cultivators, the Weaver Girl Dong family was arranged in an orderly manner, and there was no sign of chaos.

Large stretches of camps were soon built to provide for the army of immortal cultivators.

Everything seemed to be in order, as if it had been prepared.

On this day, a blue cloud boat more than ten zhang long flew slowly around the edge of the mountain range.

The cloud boat carried a patrol of twenty people, led by a sturdy old man in the middle of foundation building

Although there was nothing abnormal around, the sturdy old man's eyes still scanned the surroundings alertly, and at the same time, his divine sense also spread out, always sensing the movement below.

No one knows better than him, Qiu Xinzong, how heavy the responsibilities of the patrol are!

If the enemy discovers the secret here, it will definitely bring irreparable disaster to the front-line army.

Suddenly, the sturdy old man's expression moved, and he looked up at the sky in the distance.

Seeing this, the team members next to them also looked up into the distance.

"Senior Qiu, but what's the ...... there," a black-armored young man in the late stage of qi refining asked.

Before he finished speaking, a little red light appeared in the sky in the distance, and then a few breaths flew closer.

The red light is a seven-story ship with a size of 300 zhang, and the crimson hull is carved with a roll of cyan bamboo slips, and there is a flow of spiritual light on it.

The building boat set off a strong air current, and the wind galloped past the patrol cloud boat, and galloped towards the depths of the Yunhuang Mountain Range.

"Oops, it turned out to be someone from Lingyun Academy, and it was really full of style! It's a pity that I didn't see what the acid books on it looked like. A middle-aged man in a blue robe looked envious, but said sourly.

Qiu Xinzong looked at Lou Chuan from afar, but his face showed a trace of annoyance:

"These days, the eight major sects have been constantly pulling their disciples from the front line. The great reduction of the front-line military strength is not a good thing! Moreover, this Lingyun Academy is so flamboyant that it doesn't know the importance of secrecy. I'm afraid that disaster is not far away! ”

Hearing the captain's worried complaints, the black-armored young man couldn't help but comfort: "The eight sects of Central Continent have a profound heritage, and their strength is unfathomable. The way of thinking of these great sects is not something that we and other practitioners can speculate. Senior Qiu, don't worry, we can just do our duty. ”

"That's true, two years ago, when I first arrived at the defense line of the Jinbi Great Wall, I had the privilege of witnessing a reinforcement from the Heaven Splitting Sword Dao, which sent more than a hundred disciples of the Foundation Building Realm, as well as more than a dozen Jindan elders to lead the team...... It was an amazing scene," exclaimed an old man in a green robe with a bald head and crooked eyes.

"It's nothing, the Ghost God Tribulation has lasted for hundreds of years, and more than ninety percent of the immortal cultivators in this realm have experienced more than one time in the Heavenly Burial Battlefield. Now in Yunhuang Mountain, not to mention the Yuanying Ancestor, even the True Monarch of the Transformation God is afraid that one or two will come. Qiu Xinzong said indifferently.

"I don't know if I'll be lucky enough to see the true face of a god true monarch." The black-armored young man said with some wistfulness.

"When the time comes, the True Monarchs of the Transformation Gods of this realm will all take action. Alright, that's all for irrelevant, let's keep patrolling! Qiu Xinzong waved his hand to stop his subordinates from talking, and said in a deep voice.

The team members in the boat hurriedly agreed in unison, and Bixia Yunzhou slowly flew forward along the patrol route.

……

The red building ship of the Lingyun Academy Palace stopped in the sky above a giant city in the mountains, and many immortal cultivators in the Weaving Phoenix City had already greeted it.

On the ship, thirty or forty Confucians in green shirts flew down one after another.

These people are all cultivators above the foundation realm, and everyone has a restrained and extraordinary atmosphere, and they are obviously the best among the disciples of the same level in the Lingyun Academy.

This group of Confucian builders was soon introduced into the city, and a bustling fang market was arranged, with nearly 100 exquisite courtyards.

In Weaving Phoenix City, at this moment, nearly two percent of the high-level combat power of the Central Continent Alliance has been gathered, and due to the imminent war, the atmosphere in the city is a little solemn.

At this time, in the depths of the City Lord's Mansion, a gorgeous and elegant palace hall was covered by multiple formations.

Compared with the gorgeous appearance, the interior of this palace is very empty and simple, all unnecessary decorations have been removed, except for the futon placed on the ground, only a huge three-dimensional light curtain remains in the hall, the light curtain shows the detailed terrain of the Heavenly Burial Plain and the surrounding tens of thousands of miles.

On the futon in the hall, there were twenty-six imposing figures sitting at this time, among which the Nine Demon Lords of the Origin Demon Sect and the Heavenly Absolute Fairy were the two great gods of true monarchy.

The other twenty-four people are all Primordial Ancestors, except for the nine people from the Central Continent, the remaining fifteen Primordial Ancestors are from other continents and oceans.

Including the top forces of Ancient Buddhism, Shuimu Palace, Jiaolong Clan, Eastern Demon Alliance and other existence of the God True Monarch, they also sent the Yuan Infant Ancestor to sit here.

In addition, Zhao Jingheng, the lord of the mountain city, represented the Nantian Zhao clan, and also appeared in the hall at this time.

Seeing the two great gods that were difficult to see, Zhao Jingheng's face was solemn and abnormal.

"As of today, there have been exactly ten gambling fights. Our side loses more and wins less. In order to ensure that our morale does not fall, there is a high probability that the gambling fight will not be able to continue.

However, the people we were able to withdraw were almost concentrated in Weaving Phoenix City. If the confrontation continues, I am afraid that the Ghost God Realm will discover our reality and reality. The Nine Demon Lord's face was indifferent, and he said in a cold voice.

No one expected that Zhao Jingheng was the first to nod in agreement: "What the demon lord said is extremely true." While the opposite side has not yet launched, we will strike first, and the odds may be higher. ”

"Lord Yan Shi, I heard that before your ancestor ascended, he left behind a Yan Emperor Breaking Formation Drum, which can boost your morale and reduce the enemy's fighting spirit. This treasure attribute is just right for Armageddon. I don't know if you Nanyan Clan will bring this treasure this time? Among the ancestors here, an old monk in a Buddhist robe suddenly said with a smile.

"Hehe, the news of the Sacred Heart Temple is really well-informed. This war is related to the rise and fall of the human race in this realm, and my Nanyan clan will never be stingy. The Yan Emperor broke the drum, and naturally brought it. A thin old man in a red robe said with a faint smile.

"Very good, this sect did not hesitate to invite the ancestral master Xuan coffin this time, just wait for the battle to begin, with the power of more than 30 Yuan Ying Sword Immortals of my Heaven Splitting Sword Dao, it is enough to sweep away 100,000 ghost god monks. I don't know if your fellow sects will keep their promises and send their respective sects to the front line, after all, this victory or defeat is likely to determine the future fate of the human race in this realm. The Heaven Splitting Sword Dao Sect Master raised his eyebrows, and looked around at the other sect ancestors with sharp eyes.

"Sect Master Zuo, don't worry, my Lingyun Academy Palace has invited thirty ancestors to the Great Confucian, and when the war comes, I will never let you down." The middle-aged man in the Confucian robe of the Lingyun Academy Palace smiled when he heard this, and said in a firm tone.

"Hehe, I don't have to worry about the corpse demon legion of my Royal Beast Sect, I don't dare to say that I will sweep away thousands of troops, but I will definitely not hold you back." The Beast Sect Hundred Beast Vein Master was full of confidence and said first.

"My Sacred Heart Temple has sent eighteen golden-bodied Arhats......"

“…… I sent the relics of the previous generation of True Monarchs to survive, and they have been transported to Feixian City half a year ago......"

Immediately afterwards, the ancestors present showed their own sect's hole cards.

At this time, the essence of the top forces was suddenly reflected, and each family invited more than double-digit Yuan Ying Patriarch Xuan coffin.

These feigned death primordial babies who retain the power of the last battle, if they learn to fight for the survival of the human race in their own realm after waking up, they must be fighting with a strong will and die without regrets!

"In this way, we are very well prepared. Now it is only a matter of when the 'east wind' blows. After everyone present expressed their attitudes one by one, the Heavenly Absolute Fairy, who had been sitting upright with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes and said in an indifferent tone.

"Yes, 'Dongfeng' is about whether this victory or defeat is not a mistake, and now that the war is imminent, it is better to confirm it again and again." The Nine Demon Lord nodded with a grim face.

The twenty-four Primordial Ancestors in the hall all had serious expressions, but none of them knew what the 'East Wind' in the mouths of the two True Monarchs meant, and no one dared to ask.

No, someone would dare to ask.

At this time, an old man wearing a hundred-patterned Dan robe's eyes flashed, and suddenly asked curiously: "Dare to ask Zhenjun, I don't know what the 'east wind' in your mouth refers to?" ”

The Nine Demon Lord snorted coldly and shouted coldly, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!" Naturally, you will know what you should know. ”

"Yes, yes, don't blame you. The younger generation just talked a lot, and now they know that they are wrong. Seeing this, the old man in the dan-robed robe hurriedly bowed down and apologized.

"You have to think clearly, if we lose this war, don't talk about the ancestral industry of Shanmen, I'm afraid that even the inheritance may be wiped out. At this moment, those who are at both ends of the head, as well as those who deliberately conceal their strength, will never end well. The Nine Demon Lord swept over everyone, and said in a cold and ruthless voice.

When the twenty-four ancestors present heard this, they all felt a pang in their hearts, and they all nodded yes.

Just when the group of Avatar Yuan Infants in Weaving Phoenix City were secretly discussing, on the top of a mountain peak hundreds of miles away from this city, there were two looming figures.

These two figures did not exude the slightest aura and figure, and they obviously possessed extremely clever hidden powers.

The two figures were fat and thin, and one of them, a white-faced fat man with a fat head and big ears, looked at Zhifeng City hundreds of miles away from afar, with a slight sarcastic expression on his face.

"The people of the Heavenly Pillar Realm are always so naïve! Don't you really think we can't find out about their sneaky retreat? ”

Another tall and thin old man smiled weirdly: "Hehe, let them be lucky like this, it's not good until they die!" If it weren't for the Asking Dao Sect, the Tianjun Sect, and other anti-sects that have been making trouble in the rear, with the strength of our side, I am afraid that we would have conquered this damn Heavenly Pillar Realm long ago. ”

"Bad ......"

At this moment, the white-faced fat man's face suddenly changed greatly, and his strong cultivation exploded with all his strength, and he was actually a Yuanying Great Sacrifice.

This person slapped his big belly with both hands, and with a snort, he saw a pair of black golden wings three or four zhang long growing from behind him, and with a fierce fan, his body flew out of a hundred zhang away with a blur, and fled frantically to the sky.

"Huh?!"

There was a sudden whisper in mid-air, and he seemed to be slightly surprised.

Although the white-faced fat man dodged the past, the tall and thin old man did not react at all, and his body was grabbed by a giant blue and black hand that appeared out of thin air.

As soon as the giant hand clenched hard, the person didn't even scream, and his body suddenly shattered into a ground of flesh and blood, and even Yuan Ying didn't escape.

The white-faced fat man saw the terrifying scene behind him with his divine thoughts, and he was so frightened that his soul flew out of the sky, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and a cloud of blood mist enveloped his body.

The blood light exploded, turning into more than a dozen identical blood-colored rays of light, galloping away in all directions.

At this moment, a hundred-zhang demon shadow faintly appeared above the sky.

After a vague sneer, I saw one after another blue and black giant hands appear out of thin air, rushing towards the scattered escape, grabbing them one by one.

In an instant, all the blood-colored escapes that flew away were caught up by the blue and black giant hands and grabbed by them.

Poof!

A series of screams came, and more than a dozen bloody lights dissipated, leaving only a bloody fat figure that fled the farthest.

But he saw that his people were bound by black chain shadows.

Behind this person, a three-eyed giant phantom slowly appeared in mid-air, except that his face looked like that of the Nine Demon Lords, his body shape was very similar to that of the Ghost Demon Clan.

In the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion in Weaving Phoenix City, a group of primordial ancestors were still discussing the battle ahead, when the Nine Demon Lord suddenly showed a sneer.

The Heavenly Absolute Fairy on the side sensed that something was wrong, so he released his divine thoughts, and then his eyes were cold, and he had already sensed what was happening hundreds of miles away.

"Hmph, now it's all touching the door, but I still don't know anything. It's really useless! The Heavenly Absolute Fairy raised her eyebrows, and suddenly scolded loudly.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the ancestors present changed slightly. They all looked at it.

The Nine Demon Lord smiled and waved his hand, and a large piece of black light appeared out of thin air, and then spread out into a light curtain.

Under the flow of the light curtain, a scene emerges, which is exactly the situation hundreds of miles away.

Seeing this, the hall was full of dead silence.

All the Primordial Ancestors were silent, and they all realized that this place had been exposed.

"Nine True Monarchs, Heavenly Absolute True Monarchs! ...... It seems that there is not much time left for me to wait. After Zhao Jingheng finished reading it, he said with an ugly face.

"Now that the secret of Yunhuang Mountain has been leaked! From now on, we need to be on guard against the raids of the Spectre army. Mo Baijue, the deputy sect master of the Immortal Weapon Sect, said with a sinking face.

When the other ancestors heard this, they all looked left and right, and glanced at each other.

At this time, the Nine Demon Lord said with a solemn expression: "Wait until you immediately send an alarm to Flying Immortal City!" The deity will take the captives and set off for the base camp. Heavenly Peerless Daoist, everything here will be left to you to protect. ”

The Heavenly Absolute Fairy looked very confident, and said lightly: "With this palace, there is no worry here!" ”

"Okay, the deity is going too!"

Before the words fell, the body of the Nine Demon Lord burst like a bubble, and in an instant, it disappeared out of thin air from everyone's senses.