Chapter 2135: Fighting

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After some conversation, Chu Yan basically figured out that this time the Ming clan came to attack the power of the Jiuzun Mountain Range.

More than twenty so-called ancient Ming powerhouses, plus millions of Mingzu troops, the number is not too many, but the most important thing is those twenty ancient Ming powerhouses.

According to the news from the investigation, the power of the Ming clan almost all relies on twenty ancient Ming powerhouses, first sweeping away the opponent's powerhouses, and then the millions of tribes swarmed up.

Therefore, to defend the Nine Mountains, the most important thing is to block the attacks of these twenty ancient Ming powerhouses.

In this regard, the Nine Mountains are much weaker.

Except for Ling Shuangtian and Yuanba, whose cultivation had reached the upper Martial Emperor, the others were basically the middle Martial Emperor, and the number of them was less than twenty.

If you use this strength to fight against the twenty strong ancient ghosts of the Ming clan, the result is just to be imagined.

"Hmph! The Ming clan is coming for me!"

Chu Yan pondered for a while, of course he knew that the Mingzu sent this army to advance all the way, pointing directly at the Jiuzun Mountain Range, with the purpose of confronting him.

At the very least, they thought that if they went to the Ten Directions Starfield, they would also take revenge on Lingyun Pavilion.

Even two months ago, Chu Yan asked the powerhouse of the Mingzu to bring the words back, and they planned to send such a force to test it.

But this time, their wishful thinking may be in vain.

"How many come! How many kills!"

Chu Yan interrupted the discussion of the nine elders in the hall, and said directly.

"this...."

Hearing Chu Yan's words, the eighth elder was taken aback.

"Chu Yan, it's okay to say that the army of one million clans is all right. The clan army of my nine sects combined exceeds 100 million. Even if it is weaker, I am not afraid that I will not be able to deal with it!"

"However, those twenty ancient Ming powerhouses will be in trouble!"

As soon as the eighth elder said, the other elders in the hall also nodded their heads, their eyes flickering.

"That's right! According to the news that came back, it is said that every one of the Ming clan's ancient Ming powerhouses,

They all have the strength of the upper Martial Emperor realm! "

"I heard that there is also a special emperor technique, which can control the blood of the opponent. Even if it is a strong person of the same level, if a few people besiege, they will not be their opponents!"

"These guys without Martial Soul are all practicing strange arts, they are very strong!"

"What to do!? Should we escape!?"

"..."

In the main hall, many bigwigs from the nine sects started talking about it when they heard the words of the eighth elder.

Chu Yan watched and listened quietly, did not speak, nor thought about interrupting them...

Facing the mighty Hades, who came sweeping with their illustrious reputation, under the tremendous pressure, panic is inevitable.

In particular, even the Wu Clan, the most powerful force in the Outland Continent, was wiped out by the Ming Clan within three months.

Such a Ming clan, coming towards the Nine Mountains, how could it not frighten them.

However, for Chu Yan, it was not a big problem.

It only takes one battle, but it can make these people cheer up again.

At this moment, no matter what you say, it won't have much effect, and it's definitely not as effective as a victory.

"Brother, they sent them to the door by themselves, don't we need to go to the Mingzu!?"

Suddenly, Situ Yang seemed to think of something and asked.

"Um!?"

Chu Yan was startled, then turned his head, looked at the Eighth Elder, and asked.

"This time, who will lead the Hades!?"

Hearing Chu Yan's question, the eighth elder was also taken aback, thought for a while, and replied

"It seems to be the new Second Elder of the Mingzu named Mo Xing!"

"Mo Xing!?"

Chu Yan frowned slightly, and thought for a long time in the sea of ​​consciousness, but he never thought that there was such a person among the core elders of the Mingzu.

Regarding the situation of the Mingzu, Chu Yan is very concerned. Every once in a while, he will contact Tianqilou to buy top-secret information about the Mingzu.

Especially after getting the Ear Emperor, almost regularly, the Ear Emperor will directly send all the news about the Tianqi Tower and the Mingzu.

In addition, there have been countless battles between Chu Yan and the Mingzu, and he knows a lot about some of their core elders.

However, this Mo Xing seems to have never heard of it.

"This Mo Xing, and the new Great Elder Mo Xian, seem to be both strong men of the ancient Ming! I don't know what happened, but they suddenly appeared!"

Seeing Chu Yan meditating, the Eighth Elder quickly added.

"Suddenly appeared!?" Chu Yan raised his head, looked at the Eighth Elder, and said, "It seems that the Mingzu's hole card is here!"

"The Wu Clan was destroyed by their sneak attack in a short period of time, because of this!"

This time, Chu Yan's only worry about dealing with the Mingzu is the hole card of the Mingzu.

"Who cares what comes out of him, just do it! Aww..."

Seeming to have noticed Chu Yan's solemnity, the little white bear roared directly, shocking Chu Yan for a moment.

yes!

No matter what he does so much, just fight!

With a clear thought, Chu Yan no longer entangled in the Mingzu's cards, turned to look at Master Ling Shuangtian, and said

"Master, prepare to go to war!"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the entire Lingyun Hall fell silent for an instant, and everyone's eyes turned to Ling Shuangtian.

Staring closely at Chu Yan's eyes, Ling Shuangtian saw the confidence and determination, then nodded heavily, and announced:

"Pass me the order of the nine sects. From now on, the nine sects are ready...the sect's life-and-death battle!"

The sound of the order fell, like a thunderous drum, resounding through the entire Lingyun Hall!

"war!"

"Fight! Fight!"

"..."

The bigwigs of the nine sects in the hall shouted in unison, and the fighting spirit like fire rushed through the entire hall in an instant.

Next, the bigwigs of the nine sects all rushed out of the main hall, returned to their sects, summoned the sect army and strong men, and prepared to go to war.

In the hall, Chu Yan, Ling Shuangtian, Yuanba and Mu Feihuang, and several other bigwigs were still discussing.

But at this moment, on the other side, hundreds of millions of miles away...

Wan Jiangzong, a second-rate sect similar to Lingyun Pavilion, now has corpses lying thousands of miles away, with blood flowing like rivers.

The entire mountain gate and all the elders and disciples were all lost.

Except for a small part that escaped by chance, the others all died in the hands of the Nadir army.

At this time, hundreds of thousands of Mingzu disciples were collecting corpses, and they were preparing to bring them back to the Mingzu and throw them into the "ancestral blood pool"

On the top of the mountain, in the main hall of the Wanjiang Sect, a group of bigwigs from the Ming clan are gathering to discuss the next attack target, the Nine Mountains!

"It's not difficult to destroy the human race! But..." an elder of the Ming clan said.

"but what!?"

On the main seat, Mo Xing was refining a ball of blood. When he heard the words of the Mingzu elder, he immediately raised his head, and a pair of bloody eyes shot straight down.

"However, the nine mountain ranges where the human race is located, the mountain protection formation, has been strengthened by Chu Yan, and it has become the ancient nine major formations. It is really troublesome to break through."

"Nine great formations of ancient times!?" Mo Xing was stunned when he heard this.

As Gu Ming, he knows better than anyone else that the ancient nine major formations are extremely powerful, even in ancient times, they were top-level formations.

"Human race, how come there are nine ancient formations!?" Mo Xing asked with a gloomy expression.

"Beside that Chu Yan, there is a spirit pattern master named Situ Yang. It is said that he is a spirit pattern master of ancient blood. He should help the human race arrange it!"

An elder quickly replied.

"The blood of the ancient spirit pattern master!?" When Mo Xing heard this, a look of excitement flashed in his eyes.

For these ancient Mings, the temptation of ordinary warriors' qi and blood is no longer great, but the rarely used ancient blood is a great tonic for them.

"Okay! Send the order, the army will start tomorrow, and three days later, it will start attacking the human race!"

Mo Xing pinched his right hand fiercely, and the blood cells in his hand exploded, spreading a large cloud of blood mist in the entire hall.

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