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"Senior, I have an offer. The monk surnamed Yue suddenly spoke.

"Oh? ”

"That's right. The Guimen Qingyu Daoist personally presided over the big array, of course we can rest assured. The eight people who can assist the formation base also consume a lot of spiritual power, so the cultivation can't be too bad. According to the younger generation, monks between the middle and late stages of the Jiedan should be sent to assist in controlling the formation base, as for our several peak monks, after all, they are the main force of the battle, so they should not participate in the formation base hosting, and they should retain their spiritual power to prepare for the big battle. As he spoke, the monk surnamed Yue swept over the other four peak monks to see their opinions.

"Well, what Yue Daoyou said is extremely true. As we all know, the consumption of spiritual power by presiding over the magic circle is also not small. A few of us still have to retain our strength to fight against the Turkic Law Cultivator, if we focus all our energy on the big array, in case the magic array is broken and the opponent's main force kills us, how can we resist. Eh, Qingyan seniors, juniors are not unconfident in your defensive array, just for the sake of insurance, this is relatively safe. Next to him, the Qingniuguan Yufeng Lao Dao nodded again and again.

"That's what we think. The three peak cultivators including the Sea Old Demon immediately took over and agreed.

Obviously, none of them wanted to put their spiritual power on presiding over the magic circle.

To say that in order to deal with the main Turkic forces later, in fact, it is just an excuse. The main thing is that if you really can't defeat it, you can also cast a spell and run away.

Territory is important, but life is even more important.

None of them have been cultivating for hundreds of years, they are all old slippery heads!

It is said that they are united to resist the enemy, but in fact, they all have their own thoughts and want to preserve their strength.

As the only Yuanying Monk on the field, the Qingyan Old Monster certainly knew the true thoughts of several people. But for the sake of the unity of the war, he is not easy to attack.

In desperation, I had to nod my head in agreement.

"Okay, then according to Yue Xiaoyou's wishes, select eight monks who will preside over the auxiliary formation base. With a soft voice, the old monster of Qingyan began to order to go down and choose people.

That is, the tea kung fu, and the eight auxiliary array foundation monks have been selected.

Some of them came out on their own initiative, and some of them reluctantly agreed under the verbal threats of the five peak monks such as the Sea Old Demon.

For example, the Qingluan Huofeng couple with good strength, the old demon of Tianji and the ancients and others.

Either way, the people were finally chosen.

"Okay! The situation is urgent, you and the eight of you will immediately go to Yanmen Canyon to assist Qingyu and nephew in presiding over the big array, and there will be no delay! Don't worry, I will only have a single conversation with my nephew." After the old monster of Qingyan finished speaking, he immediately took out a golden sound transmission jade slip, and the corners of his mouth trembled a few times.

"Yes, senior!" The Tianji Old Demon and the other eight people bowed slightly to the Qingyan Old Monster, and then hurriedly flashed out of the main hall.

"Five days later, it will be the day of the Turkic alien race, and I hope you will contribute more. Alright, that's all for today's council, let's disperse!"

"Yes!"

With a flick of the old monster of Qingyan, the monks all left.

"I haven't seen Senior Shan, I guess it's over there in Yanmen Canyon. Hey, it's been a few days, and I don't know how Xiaomian is. I simply went to the canyon to find a single old man and ask. With such an idea, as soon as Gu Yun left the palace gate, he immediately took out the spirit map jade slip, and galloped towards the Yanmen Canyon according to the marked direction.

"Huh~!"

Yanmen Canyon.

It is located at the top of the southern part of the continent and is the throat of southern Xinjiang.

At both ends of the canyon, the upper part is the intersection of the territory of the ancient Turkic tribes and the Khitan people in the north, and the lower part is the southern Xinjiang zone. It can be said that the operational terrain is very important.

Defending the Yanmen Gorge is equivalent to defending southern Xinjiang.

On the contrary, it will collapse millions of miles, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

The choice to fight here also shows how much importance both sides attach to this battle.

By the time Gu Yun Imperial Sword came to the land of the canyon, it was already two hours later.

Before the battle began, the canyon was already a busy scene.

In the canyon site with a radius of thousands of miles, monks can be seen everywhere.

Most of the monks stationed in the large and small sects in southern Xinjiang came here. It's just that the elites of the various sects have not yet arrived.

The vast majority of them were cultivators of the Solid Foundation Building Realm, stepping on flying swords, and according to the instructions of the Qingxu Gate Jiedan, they traveled back and forth around the nine silver light pillars more than 100 meters high below, responsible for delivering the materials of the magic circle.

It can be seen that the Nine Sons Heavenly Spirit Defense Array is still in the initial stage, and those nine silver light pillars are the so-called array bases.

Seeing this scene, Gu Yun was also more relieved in his heart.

For this battle, the monks have worked hard enough.

"Hurry up! What about you, what are you doing in mid-air, and you don't hand over the magic circle materials to the old man? If it affects the progress, can you kid afford it?"

Just as he could see his senses, a loud shout suddenly came from below Gu Yun's body.

The voice was made by a middle-aged man in a green robe with an obese body.

With a small mustache on his mouth, he was looking at Gu Yun with an unkind gaze.

Obviously, Gu Yun is also regarded as a disciple who is responsible for delivering materials. Gu Yun's spiritual sense swept the other party, and immediately felt dizzy in his mind, only to know that this person's cultivation was unfathomable.

When he was hesitating, the voice of the old man came from the side.

"Hey, Senior Brother Qingyu, this Gu Xiaoyou is a regular guest of mine, and he is here to help in the battle. Gu Xiaoyou's exercises are special, far from being comparable to ordinary foundation building monks, and the work that can deliver materials should not be allowed to be done. Gu Yun, come here. ”

Sure enough, after a flash of light, the single old body appeared beside the fat monk.

"Oh, Senior Shan!" Gu Yun was surprised, and immediately flashed to the front of the sword, and hurriedly gave Shan Lao a salute.

"Come, Xiaoyun, let me introduce you, this is my Qingyu junior brother of Qingxu Sect, and he can be regarded as the leader of the Jiedan generation. ”

"The younger generation has seen the Qingyu seniors. ”

"It's okay, I don't dare to take the name of the leader. Since I'm a friend of Senior Brother Shan, I'd better go find someone else. After nodding lightly at Gu Yun, Monk Qingyu's figure flashed, and he continued to dispatch to the other monks in the air not far away.

"Before the war, why did Gu Xiaoyou come to Yanmen Canyon?"

"The juniors really can't stay still, and there's nothing to prepare for. What the Qingyu senior said just now is also good, since I am here, I should do my part. As he spoke, Gu Yun looked at the pile of materials opposite.

"Hehe, what are you going to see with me, you kid ask the old man about Su Xiaomian. Old Man Shan smiled slightly.

"The seniors are really powerful, and you guessed it. For some reason, Gu Yun especially wanted to know Su Xiaomian's current situation.

"With Wanqing's nephew to take care of, you can rest assured. Now that Xiao Mian is already the outer disciple of Master Wanqing's nephew, you know that her qualifications are not good. However, the little one has already managed to gather spirits. ”

"The juniors are already very happy in this way. By the way, Turkic cultivators are all good at spell attacks, and their power is extremely powerful, can this Nine Sons Defense Array really block the attacks of enemy cultivators?" Gu Yun was quite relieved when he heard this. The conversation changed and it was time for the big war again.

"Who knows, it's going to be a matter of luck. Xiaoyun, if you really can't resist it, don't resist hard, your life is the most important. Looking at Gu Yun's puzzled eyes, Shan Lao said earnestly.

"The juniors understand. ”

"Alright, I'm going to be busy, you can do it yourself. Shan Lao said with his eyes sweeping the busy figures around him.

"Hmm. ”

"Huh~"

"It's great, Xiao Mian actually succeeded in gathering spirits in a few days, which is much stronger than I was at the beginning. It seems that my qualifications are really not very good. ”

Shaking his head twice with a wry smile, Gu Yun regained his sword and participated in the construction of the magic circle.

Five days went by in a flash.

In these five days, with the gradual improvement of the magic circle, there were more and more elite monks on the field.

In addition to the monks of the Jiedan, those elites of the foundation building period also arrived one after another. Moreover, Gu Yun also found two familiar monks.

The dust hao and the little white fat man who met in the Moon Spirit Hall at the beginning.

After the Moon Spirit Hall and his party, the two of them are now extremely respectful to Gu Yun, attracting the attention of many monks of the same level.

During the conversation, Gu Yun also learned that the two of them joined forces to defeat Buddha Rulai and divide up the two blood black grass and the remaining flower garden spiritual materials.

This was actually expected by Gu Yun.

Buddha Rulai gives a bad impression, and it is common sense to be defeated by joining forces.

Although Gu Yun was a little surprised to see the two, Lan Ruobing, who he wanted to see the most, did not appear in his sight.

I'm afraid it's because the Red Fire Monster is seriously injured, so I can't come here.

Slightly lost in his heart, Gu Yun still turned his attention to the upcoming battle in front of him.

Early in the morning of the fifth day, there were bursts of drums and drums in the venue, which gradually heated up the atmosphere.

At this time, Gu Yun and other tens of thousands of monks were all in a large oval silver wall of light.

The surface of the wall of light is like a wave, and the spiritual power is constantly released.

The nine silver pillars of light inside were particularly eye-catching, and they were all guarded by the monk Jiedan.

The most eye-catching thing was the base of the main array presided over by the Qingyu Fat Monk in the center, where eight spiritual rays as thick as a water tank condensed, forming a substantial silver light barrier, protecting the Qingyu Monk inside.

The Nine Sons Heavenly Spirit Great Array was finally constructed.

In the circle, the monks were somewhat nervous, and their eyes kept looking over the northern part of the canyon.

The place where the Turkic Dharma came into being.

"Woo woo~~"

Suddenly, the sound of long trumpets interrupted the beating of drums in the circle, and in the distance, a group of Turkic monks in Dharma robes in the sky were flying towards this direction at a great speed.

Compared with the messy clothing of the monks in southern Xinjiang, the Turkic law cultivators are very neat.

Each of them held their staffs and came out in full gear.

On the backs of their robes, they are all printed with winged eagles, which are their spiritual pillars.

At the front, it was led by more than a dozen monks wearing crimson robes, followed by a black and blue-robed monk.

The total number is more than 30,000 people, which is about the same as that of southern Xinjiang.

When he reached the middle of the air thousands of meters outside the magic circle, a red-haired old man suddenly waved his hand.

"Stop!!"

With a loud shout, tens of thousands of Turkic Dharma cultivators stopped in mid-air together, standing in the air with the Southern Xinjiang monks in the Dharma circle.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. After that, the Turkic Dharma cultivators began to shout from time to time, making the monks of Southern Xinjiang listen to extremely unhappy voices.

"Blessed by the Divine Eagle, set foot in the southern frontier!"

"Blessed by the Divine Eagle, set foot in the southern frontier!"