"Lord Qi Ling, now that all the monks in Heavenly Sword City have gathered in the square, does the Spirit Lord have any orders?" said an unusually handsome middle-aged man in a silver robe, bowing to an old man as sharp as a scabbard.

"Well done, it's good to go. The silver-clothed old man said with a slow gaze revealing some appreciation.

Lord Xie Ling complimented. The man saluted the old man with a look of excitement, and then walked towards a huge crystal stone in front of him again.

I saw that this stone was diamond-shaped, several zhang large, the whole body was crystal clear, and there was a stream of light flashing in it. The handsome man walked up to him, raised his right hand, and put his palm on the stone, and then said in a slow voice with a slight movement of his lips:

"Fellow Daoists, I, Xuan Yi, the reason why I summoned you here today, I don't think I need to say that everyone can probably guess what the reason is. Now the demon clan has blocked all the five main cities of our clan within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and is constantly clearing the outer defenses of our clan one by one. ”

At the moment when the handsome man's palm touched the crystal stone, a huge light and shadow that looked exactly like the man appeared in the square out of thin air, and then the man's voice sounded out of thin air in the square, although the sound was not loud, but it was extremely strange and spread to every corner of the square, so that everyone could hear it clearly.

As soon as the man's words were finished, the whole square immediately became a little noisy. If you listen carefully, you will find that most of these discussions are not the next war between the two clans, but the spirit lord who is talking about it.

I heard that this Spirit Lord is extremely mysterious, and he has rarely appeared in front of people since he advanced to the Yuan Infant Stage, and few people have seen his true face at all. What's even more strange is that this Spirit Lord doesn't appear every time the two races fight. But judging from the fact that he only appeared two or three times, as long as he appeared, it was an indication that the demon clan would do its best to suppress the human race, and the fierceness of its great war was far beyond the comparison of previous wars.

But fortunately, every time this Spirit Lord appeared, his cultivation would increase a lot, and the last time he appeared was more than two hundred years ago, when it was the late Yuan Infant, and his prestige had already spread in the Sea of Immortal Relic for thousands of years. Could it be that this time he has broken through the Yuan Infant Stage and become a celestial existence in the God Transformation Stage.

Zhang Peng stood in place and quietly listened to the various discussions around him, the content of his words really shocked him, he is now just a minor monk in the foundation building period, and the legendary realms of the Yuan Infant Stage and the Transformation Stage are still too far away according to him, making him feel unreal.

And what he really cares about is the intensity of this war, if it is really like these people say, the intensity of this war will be several times more tragic than before, then how should he save his life?

Just when Zhang Peng was nervous, the huge man's light and shadow disappeared without a trace. Then an old man in silver with a baby-like complexion appeared in the square in a flash, and after looking at everyone in the square seemingly casually, he said expressionlessly:

"The old man is the city lord of this city, Ling Jianzi, and the person who ordered everyone to come over is the old man. The situation Xuanyi has already told everyone just now, and the old man is not talking much here. However, here the old man is saying more, this war is related to the survival of our clan, if someone dares to retreat, hum, then the old man will not mind personally dealing with the rebellion. After saying this, the old man immediately shut up, and then glanced faintly in all directions with his tiger eyes full of endless essence.

The old man was extremely fast, and in just a few breaths, he scanned all the people in the entire square. However, when the old man's gaze swept over everyone, everyone turned pale and looked frightened.

Zhang Peng was naturally no exception, when the old man's gaze swept over the place where he was, he who was pondering suddenly felt cold all over, and his heart was extremely uncomfortable, as if at this moment someone else had seen through all the secrets in his heart.

This startled him suddenly, and he immediately came back to his senses, but the extreme feeling that made him tremble disappeared without a trace. Zhang Peng secretly sneered in his heart, it seems that this is always Liwei, and then he bowed down with everyone and said in unison:

"I would like to listen to the city lord. ”

"Okay, all the people below who have allocated the area will go to the corresponding area according to the instructions given by the old man to defend against the enemy. After the old man shouted good, he began to paddle casually.

After a while, the hundreds of thousands of immortal cultivators in the audience were divided into more than a dozen pairs, and the number of these divided cultivators varied. The large teams numbered tens of thousands, while the smaller teams numbered only a few thousand, and each team had more than a dozen leaders. And all the leaders are all masters above the Jindan period, after being selected by the old man, more than 100 pieces of jade simply fell from the sky, and then fell into the hands of these leaders one by one.

When more than 100 leading monks understood the contents of the jade slip, a flash of inspiration flashed in their hands, and the jade slip that had just been viewed instantly turned into a pile of powder and dissipated in the air. Afterwards, more than 100 leading monks bowed to the old man, and then took the people of their team and flew away towards the sky.

The old man nodded when he saw this huge light and shadow, and with a flick of his hand, the huge light curtain in the sky disappeared in the moment when the monks set off like the melting snow in spring

In this way, Zhang Peng was forced to become a cannon fodder in the war between the two clans in an instant. And the team he was in was only about 4,000 people, except for the ten Jindan stage monks and more than 200 foundation building stage monks, the rest were all immortal cultivators in the Qi cultivation period, which was the weakest team among the more than ten pairs of monk teams.

Seeing that his team was so weak, Zhang Peng was helpless, and he could only secretly call himself unlucky. But when he saw that the faces of the dozen or so Jindan stage leaders in front of him were not as bitter and ugly as he imagined, there was even a vague hint of luck, which made him stunned for a while, and he was a little puzzled.

But in the blink of an eye, he seemed to think of something, although his face was still ugly, but at least it was better than just now. In Zhang Peng's opinion, with such a personnel arrangement of their team, it should not be to protect any important place, and the dangerous surname must be much smaller, no wonder those leaders don't seem to be dissatisfied.

In this way, Zhang Peng spent a day with the team, and finally stopped over an unnamed island that didn't seem to be very big. It was a red-haired old man in the team who held it with one hand, said a few words to a small silver sword, and then threw it towards the island below.

Soon, there was movement on the island below, only to hear a rumbling sound, the sky above the island suddenly surged, just a dozen breaths of time, the original desolate island disappeared without a trace. Instead, an emerald green anomaly appeared, and an island nearly twice the size of the original island appeared below.

"Phantom Array" Zhang Peng blinked, and thought of it in his heart. At this time, the island below was led by a middle-aged man with a face.

More than 100 monks flew in front of him.

"In Xia Mingran, the previous person in charge here. I was so worried that you arrived just in time, which is great. With the participation of all Taoist friends, I think Ozawa Island is not afraid of sneak attacks by demon beasts. Welcome!" As soon as the square-faced middle-aged man flew up to the red-haired old man and more than a dozen other leaders, he said politely.

"Ming Daoyou don't have to be polite, we are all acting on orders, and we will naturally defend this island with all our might. There are a lot of people here, so let's go to the island and talk about it," the red-haired old man and the others replied, and then said again as usual.

"This should be natural, please. Ming Ran nodded with a smile on her face, and then led everyone towards the island below.

Soon, when everyone stepped into Ozawa Island one by one, the red-haired old man began to understand the former person in charge of the island in detail after seeing that the island's defense array was completely closed.

This is a small island of ore veins that produce spirit stones, and although the output of spirit stones on the island is not large, it is not small. Previously, it had always been under the care of this early stage master of Jindan named Ming Ran and more than twenty foundation building period monks, and before the demon clan prepared for war, such a force should definitely not be underestimated. But after the Demon Clan started the war, this force seemed weak, and it was no wonder that Ming Ran was so excited when she saw them.

After understanding all the situations here, the red-haired old man was not polite, and immediately began to arrange them vigorously. First of all, he took out more than ten array flags and array plates, and asked dozens of foundation building period monks to place all these array flags and array disks in the predetermined places according to their respective instructions.

Under the original phantom array, an additional offensive and defensive angry spirit array was arranged, which can be regarded as officially adding a set of defensive measures here, so that their safety has been added to the guarantee. Then the red-haired old man divided Zhang Peng and the other monks into dozens of groups, and began to take turns patrolling the island, in case a demon clan suddenly attacked, and could not be discovered in time.

Of course, such an arrangement can also enable monks who are not on duty to have free time to practice meditation and practice mana in the mine. Ming Ran and the other nine leaders were all very satisfied with the red-haired old man's arrangement and did not raise any objections.

After Zhang Peng learned about it, he was even more happy. This arrangement was simply tailor-made for him, giving him enough time to refine the talisman and cultivate the Divine Technique, and make up for his loopholes in strength.

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