Under the twilight, on the distant horizon, a gray world, covering the sky and the sun, like dark clouds before the storm, a piece of black oppression, began to slowly come to the Qingyun Sect.

Wherever it passes, life is cut off. Ordinary animals, monsters, and monsters all silently lost their vitality and turned into a corpse after coming into contact with this gray world.

After the contact with the grass and trees, they also withered one after another, and even the earth was dyed with a layer of black, turned into a dead place, and became an excellent place to raise corpses, if there is no external influence, I am afraid that this land will not be restored to life for more than a hundred years.

In the mountain gate of Qingyun Sect, in the solemn hall, all the monks looked at the scene coming back from the front line in front of them, and their eyes were indescribably solemn.

Everyone present knew that the land of Lingnan Immortal Cultivation, which had lasted for 3,000 years, was finally coming to an end today.

The Great War began without even any warning.

There was no forward probing, no harassment from the rear, and no earth-shattering announcements.

There was just a normal afternoon, in such a lazy, sleepy sun, a gray world, just like this, with the undead that had been accumulated for decades, silently covering the front line.

And at the beginning, the demon cultivator side went all out.

didn't even rush to the front line with a wave of corpses mixed with demon cultivators like in previous wars, but directly pressed the undead natural disaster.

Only if the Qingyun Sect blocks it, can it have the next battle, and if it can't be stopped, it will be directly taken away by a wave of endless dead qi in this gray world!

After thinking about this clearly, all the monks in the hall invariably looked at the three Jindan Zhenren on the main throne.

The undead natural disaster in front of him is no longer something that ordinary monks can resist, once anyone touches it, they will be eroded into a dead corpse or white bones.

Even the Jindan monk, under such an almost endless consumption of dead energy, I am afraid that he will be disgusted on the spot!

If there is no effective means to solve this undead natural disaster, I'm afraid they won't even be able to stop the first attack of the demon cultivator!

Changqing Zhenren, who was also aware of this, faced everyone's vaguely expectant gaze, and did not show any panicked look on his face, but sat on the main seat with a calm face, as if the terrifying undead disaster in front of him could only be broken at hand.

Changqing Zhenren, who has lived for nearly 700 years, naturally knows that no matter how big something happens, even if the sky falls, the leader must remain calm and not show a trace of panic, otherwise the team will not be so easy to lead.

His gaze slowly swept over the crowd in the field, and asked in a deep voice, word by word, sentence by sentence, "How is the great migration of mortal monks in the rear region going?" ”

When Zhang Zhiming heard this, he immediately stood up: "More than seventy percent of the monks and mortals have moved to the soulless land behind the mountain gate, and most of the remaining thirty percent are disobeying our orders and unwilling to leave their homeland. ”

"Since they are unwilling to leave, then follow the plan, lay a secret hand, and use them as a means to weaken the corpse tide!" Changqing Zhenren said coldly.

"Yes!" When Zhang Zhiming heard the order, his face turned cold.

Originally, I wanted to give them a way to live, but since they were so greedy for that money, then don't blame yourself for being ruthless.

For the sake of victory in the war, the monks of the Qingyun Sect will not commit any woman's kindness!

Immediately afterwards, Changqing Zhenren looked at Zhang Mengyao again: "How are you preparing over there?" ”

"Nearly 30,000 monks have been incorporated into the defense array of the Qingyun Sect's Mountain Gate, and millions of spirit stones can be withdrawn at any time to replenish the consumption of the formation, war materials, three million two hundred and twenty thousand spirit runes of various types, one million and twenty thousand pills for battle recovery, and thirty-seven thousand standard spirit weapons...... Everything is ready to go. ”

Changqing Zhenren nodded and looked at Zhang Hao, who immediately understood:

"Under my leadership, the array mages in the sect have secretly tampered with the guardian arrays of the major cities, and linked them with the underground spiritual veins, once there is something wrong, they can be detonated at any time and blown up into white ground!"

Whether it is a large retreat from the rear, or the deployment of troops, or even the secret transfer of the new true disciples, one by one, the same things are constantly arranged in the main hall of the sect.

And when it came to the end, when everything else was discussed, all the monks in the room fell silent.

Next, the most critical and important question:

How can they stop the undead disaster in front of them?

This is no longer a problem that can be dealt with during the foundation building period, so almost all the foundation building monks in the hall once again looked at the evergreen real people.

Changqing Zhenren didn't speak, he looked straight at the undead catastrophe in front of him, his fingers were bent, and he kept beating the chair hand with his knuckles, his expression was inexplicable.

In the end, as if he had made up some kind of determination, his face became extremely serious, and he looked straight at Lin Chen:

"How's your preparation?"

Well?!

Hearing this, all the monks in the field couldn't help but look at Lin Chen in unison, with a look of surprise in their eyes.

Such an undead natural disaster, even ordinary Jindan monks did not dare to touch its edge, but the patriarch actually put the solution on the true inheritance of the foundation in front of him?

Should it be said that he has been away for nearly thirty years, but still firmly controls the position of the disciple of the true lineage, and the mysterious true lineage that is deeply hidden?

Sure enough, there is only the wrong name, there is no wrong name, and the mystery and horror of the other party are not weaker than the top powerhouses in the Lingnan Immortal Cultivation Realm!

However, the other party is just a foundation building monk, how can he defeat the undead natural disaster that even Jindan real people can't fight against, this is simply incomprehensible.

Although many of them knew about the creation of the Heavenly Fall Mountain, and even some of them were involved, only the three Jindan Zhenren of the Qingyun Sect knew its true intentions.

And the other cultivators, no matter how much they guessed, didn't expect that Lin Chen would actually plan to use this large mountain range of nearly a thousand meters, as well as the spiritual veins of the Qingyun Sect region that were close to seventy percent, as a high-altitude projectile to smash the undead natural disaster!

Facing everyone's surprised and incomprehensible gaze, Lin Chen's face was expressionless, but he said in a deep voice:

"The Heavenly Fall Mountain has been created and can be lifted into the air at any time, but the selected position must be grasped well, otherwise, under that terrifying impact, it will not destroy this million corpse tide, but will die together!"

After hearing this, Changqing Zhenren nodded solemnly.

During this time, he assisted Lin Chen in conducting many experiments on the lift-off of the Heavenly Falling Mountain, and he had to secretly make many attempts to throw objects in the sky, so he could naturally vaguely guess its power and know that what Lin Chen said was true.

If it goes well, you may be able to defeat the tide of millions of corpses, but if something goes wrong, it's okay if the power is small, but if the power is too much, it will be the end of the same fate!

Facing everyone's surprised and puzzled eyes, Changqing Zhenren actually said in a deep voice: "Just in case, I will let Senior Brother Zhentian assist you!" ”

What?!

When everyone in the audience heard this, their faces changed, and their hearts churned with monstrous waves.

What is this mysterious true inheritor going to do next, to let a Jindan Patriarch assist a foundation building monk?!

This has never been heard of in the three thousand years of inheritance memory of the Qingyun Sect.

Lin Chen felt everyone's surprised gazes, but nodded without the slightest expression on his face: "Yes." ”

In Lin Chen's opinion, it doesn't matter who assists, no matter what his status is.

The only thing he cares about is the ability of the other party, and the talent and talent of the Array Tianzhen in the Formation Dao can be called the top, placed in the outside world with abundant resources, he can definitely become a Yuanying Venerable who has been spanning three thousand years, such a person is already qualified enough to assist him.

The array of Tianzhen above the main seat also nodded in puzzled eyes and agreed to this arrangement.

After living for so many years, knowing that the situation was urgent, and he was extraordinarily committed to the formation, he naturally would not show such an inopportune and arrogant attitude.

"Now that everything has been arranged, then ...... next" Changqing Zhenren stood up, his eyes slowly swept over the monks in the field, and said with a solemn face, "Everyone, let's start their respective tasks." ”

"Who lives and who dies, who can win the final victory, and who is in charge of the entire Lingnan Palm, all depend on this battle. So please, everybody! ”

"Yes!"

One after another aura disappeared in the hall, and with the issuance of one order after another, the war machine of the Qingyun Sect began to slowly turn.

Danxia Peak is in full swing, day and night, a steady stream of ammunition has been refined and distributed one after another, the monks of Spirit Rune Peak are drawing talismans day and night, and the people of the Law Enforcement Hall are making every effort to eliminate the demon cultivators who have been identified in the Middle Sect......

An atmosphere of urgency, solemnity, black clouds pressing down on the city, and the approaching army enveloped the vast territory of Qingyun Sect.

Everything began to work at the moment when this undead catastrophe appeared.

Changqing Zhenren was alone, standing in the main hall of the sect, looking at the front line from afar, his eyes were deep and solemn: "This day has finally come...... I only hope that the final victory is ours! ”

And at this moment, the front line.

Just when Changqing Zhenren and the others were discussing decision-making in the rear, the terrifying undead natural disaster had already crossed over from the distant horizon and came to the huge city wall of the front line!

At this time, the monks on the front line wall, looking down, could already clearly see the dense and boundless tide of corpses, as well as the hideous pale expressions on their faces full of longing for life!

Then, under the desperate gaze of the monks on the city wall, this gray, lifeless world, slammed into the big array on the city wall!

(End of chapter)