Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Netherworld Comes to the Aid The Spatial Gate is Broken
When the saints returned, Haotian got the news for the first time, and the whole person was shocked, and he was very excited. The return of the saint indicates that the opportunity for a counterattack on their side is ripe. Now is the best time for them to launch a counteroffensive, thinking of this, Haotian immediately gathered the responsible persons on the various battlefields together and began to discuss the counteroffensive.
Sitting in the central marching tent, Haotian glanced at it with a smile, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I guess you have already got the news." I summoned you and others to gather the big tent of the Chinese army, and I knew very well! The saints are victorious, and it is time for us to launch a counteroffensive. I'm sure you're suffocating it too!", he said, teasing everyone.
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help laughing, and their faces were full of eager battle intent. Haotian raised his hand and pressed it weakly, stopped everyone's laughter, and said, "Since that's the case, I won't talk nonsense, now I order!" As soon as the word order came out, everyone smiled on their faces. Stared at Haotian tightly and waited for Haotian to give an order.
"At noon tomorrow, the forces of the flood will launch a counterattack on time against the enemy in front of them. Strive to divide and surround the demons in the shortest possible time, give the demons the final blow, and let the demons be completely wiped out in my desolate immortal realm. As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and then their eyes were red with blood, and the murderous aura suddenly filled the entire tent.
After giving the order, Haotian waved his hand to signal that everyone could leave. Everyone saluted Haotian, turned around and was about to leave. Outside the tent, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps. Feeling this situation, everyone couldn't help but stop. Soon, a heavenly soldier came in from outside the big tent, knelt down on the ground and said, "Qi Great Heavenly Venerable, the Styx Sect Master and the Dizo Bodhisattva have come to help with the ghost pawns of the underworld!"
Hear this. Haotian was stunned. Ecstasy then appeared on his face. He said in a loud voice, "Haha! Fellow Daoists from the Netherworld came at the right time. You will come with me to meet you of the Netherworld. After speaking, Haotian walked out first. The forces of the big tent followed Haotian out of the big tent one after another.
Walking out of the barracks, Haotian and the others saw a black oppressive figure appear in the distant sky, and they knew that this was reinforcements from the Netherworld. Soon, reinforcements from the Netherworld far away in the sky came to the periphery of the battlefield. I saw that dozens of figures flew out of the military formation and flew towards Haotian and the others. The first one is the Styx Sect Master and the Jizo Bodhisattva.
After Haotian saw it, he laughed and said, "Styx River Friend." Jizo Bodhisattva, you came at a good time! If you are one step late, then you will miss the final battle. While speaking, Styx and the others came to Haotian and the others.
Hearing this, Styx couldn't help but chuckle, saluted Haotian, and said, "I've seen Da Tianzun, and I'm polite!" Jizo, who was standing beside Styx, also smiled indifferently and gave Haotian a salute.
After receiving a salute from the two, Haotian's smile became brighter and brighter, and he waved his hand and said, "Two Taoist friends will enter the account with me!" Haotian nodded to the Quasi-Sage of the Difu who was following the two of them, and then walked towards the big tent.
After the people had taken their seats in the tent. Haotian introduced the arrangement just now to Styx and the others. Finally, Haotian raised his head, looked at Styx and asked, "I don't know if the Styx Dao friends have any arrangements for your removal!" Hearing Haotian's question, Styx smiled lightly and said, "We are ordered to come, and everything will naturally be arranged by the Great Heavenly Venerable." As for where to go, we have no opinion!"
Hearing this, Haotian was no longer hypocritical, and said, "In this way, you will stay in the Chinese army and attack the demon clan with me." I don't know if the two of you can be satisfied with such an arrangement!" As soon as Haotian's voice fell, Styx and Jizo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, glanced at each other, and said in unison: "I'll obey the order!"
After arranging everyone in the Netherworld, Haotian clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, and said loudly: "So, wait until you go back and prepare." While there's still time, catch up. Tomorrow at noon, you all have to show twelve points of strength, and strive to defeat the demon clan in one fell swoop, so that the demon clan that invaded my desolate world will become the nourishment of the desolate world!"
At night, the battlefield fell into a deathly silence. After a day of fighting, night came. The Flood Wilderness and the Demon Race ended the war with a tacit understanding, and retreated to rest in their respective camps. Tomorrow is the time of the decisive battle, and in some of the big tents some people gather together to drink and drink, waiting for the dawn of the next day.
When the sun appears again in the sky. The battlefield that had calmed down for a day regained a glimmer of life. I saw that a large number of demons or Honghuang monks began to gather. Today, there is something unusual about the flood side. At this time, the flood will always be the first to provoke a battle, but today, although the flood famine's side gathered, it did not attack as usual.
The abnormality of the flood side, Romer, who was sitting in the camp of the Chinese army, felt that something was wrong. But no matter how he thought about it, he didn't have a clue. During this time, Romer was always a little uneasy in his heart, and as time passed, this uneasiness became more and more intense. Until some time ago, Luo Hu, who was supervising the battle on the front line, suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and then he fell unconscious.
After falling unconscious, the guards around him were nervous and hurriedly brought him back to the tent. Romer was in a coma for a day and a night, and when he woke up on the third day, Romer felt it keenly. The luck of the demon race, which was once in full swing, began to decline sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This discovery made Romer a little uneasy, and there was only one possibility for the sharp decrease in luck, that is, the demon clan had a change on the battlefield of a certain side. The battlefield of the Earth Immortal Realm is naturally impossible, and neither is the battlefield of the mortal realm, nor is it possible for Romer. Because, a few days ago, he received a battle report about the mortal world, and everything is fine and nothing has changed.
Since there have been no changes in the Earth Immortal Realm and the Mortal Realm, the only place where there has been an accident is the battlefield in the chaos. In the chaos of the battlefield, Romer naturally knows. But Romer didn't want to believe that in his eyes, the invincible existence of the Rahu Demon Ancestor would fail. He would rather believe that something had happened in the mortal realm and the earth immortal realm, rather than that something would happen in the chaos.
Time passes, and the time for the Flood World to launch a counteroffensive is getting closer and closer. A quarter of an hour before noon, only a loud bang was heard. In the shocked eyes of the demon clan and the shocked eyes of the Honghuang monk, the space gate standing behind the demon clan was shattered by a sword light that fell from the sky, and it dissipated in the eyes of the demon clan.
The moment the sword light appeared, Haotian and Romer in the big tent of the Chinese army felt it. Before the two of them could react, they heard a loud bang. With this loud bang, all the quasi-saint-level Flood Desolation Cultivators or Demon Clan Demon Generals flew into the air. Stunned by the shattered door of the space, two completely different expressions appeared on the faces of the monks on both sides.
The face of the monk on the Flood Desolation side was shocked at first, and then he was filled with surprise. And the demons were first horrified, and then their faces were dead gray. They knew that the space gate had been destroyed, the back road of the demon clan had been cut off, and the demon clan had no chance to return to the Great Freedom Heaven. Unless those quasi-saint-level demon generals can use their cultivation to pass through the chaos and return to the Great Freedom Heaven.
Naturally, Romer saw all this. Unlike ordinary demons, Romer knows how strong the spatial gate is. Without a saint-level cultivation, don't think about causing a trace of damage to the space gate. Even if you are a newcomer to the realm of a saint, it is impossible to cause damage to the space gate. If you want to destroy the space gate so neatly, you must have the late cultivation of the saint.
As a result, Romer immediately thought of the heartache a few days ago. At this moment, combined with the broken spatial door, Romer understood everything. It must be that the war in the chaos has ended, and the result is the victory of the saints on the side of the desolation. At this moment, a hint of despair came to Romer's heart.
Romer walked like a big tent in despair, and when he entered, he commanded his guards in a low voice: "No one shall disturb without my permission!" After speaking, he walked into the big tent. A man slumped on the ground, babbling and muttering, "How so, why is this so." How could the ancestor be defeated? Why! Why? ”
Not long after Romer entered, he saw dozens of demon generals coming to the big tent together. Just when these demon generals entered the big tent, they were told by Romer's personal guards that Romo didn't want to see anyone now and didn't want people to disturb him. Hearing this, the demon generals glanced at each other and turned away from the tent. (To be continued......)
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