Chapter 1182 The Outcome Is Already Divided

True Monarch Xiaofeng is determined to make a great contribution, and let the Broken Star Divine Monarch take a high look.

From the start of the war to the present, the plan that he proposed has been rejected by the Broken Star God Sovereign.

In terms of contribution to making plans, it is not as good as Jinjian Zhenjun.

The contribution of the rear is naturally not as good as Jiugui Zhenjun.

If this goes on like this, in the process of conquering the White Bone Hall, only the commander will be given credit.

It was attacked on Jinshi Island before, and the loss was very large.

Although the main responsibility is the back of the Palace Master of Medicine, but he is the boss of the Palace Master of Medicine, so naturally he will also be affected.

If you cannot make outstanding contributions before destroying the White Bone Hall, you will have no chance to be the helm of Zhenhaizong in the future.

Now is the last battle, this is the last chance.

The Zhenhaizong warships were rotated again. Among the remaining warships in the White Bone Hall, Jindan cultivator had already exhausted his spiritual power.

Fortunately, the high level of the White Bone Hall is willing to smash the spirit stones, and relying on the spirit stones to maintain, the warships of the White Bone Hall can still be maintained.

It's just that they don't have the numerical advantage on Zhenhaizong's side, and they can't spare the time to go back and repair the damage.

After tossing for a day, the rest of the warships were also scarred, and one keel was severely damaged.

Even if it is not destroyed this time, going back to repair it is similar to re-refining.

There are 21 Zhenhaizong warships in the new rotation, which is more than four times that of the White Bone Hall.

In the case of four-on-one, even if there is a formation blocking, they have no ability to support.

In less than half an hour, all five warships were destroyed.

Most of the monks on the ship were also beheaded.

Only a few monks escaped back to the White Bone Hall under the protection of the formation.

So far, all the warships in the Palace of Bones have been destroyed.

Without the protection of the warship, the Yuan Ying cultivator and the Jin Dan cultivator did not dare to show their heads casually.

Although the Yuanying cultivator is of the same rank as the fifth-order warship, there is a complete set of offensive and defensive systems on the warship.

Unless it is a peerless genius, it is impossible for an ordinary monk to defeat a warship of the same rank.

What's more, there may be a Nascent Soul cultivator hidden on Zhenhaizong's warship.

The Nascent Soul cultivator in the White Bone Hall had already struggled to deal with the battleship.

If a Nascent Soul cultivator suddenly appeared in the battleship, even a peerless genius would be hard-pressed to resist.

The only thing the White Bone Hall can do is to send out the divine transformation power to fight against Zhenhaizong.

But once this is done, it means that the two sides showdown and start a decisive battle.

On the White Bone Cliff, all the cultivators frowned.

The second elder was a little dejected, although he has been the main battle, he has been fighting on the front line, personally commanding those flying warships.

But his commanding ability and determination cannot make up for the gap in numbers.

It is not yet time for the decisive battle of the cultivator of the gods, and he can't make a direct shot.

"Sect Master, this subordinate is ashamed of your expectations and damaged all the warships.

On Zhenhaizong's side, the warships can be continuously sent to Panshi Island for repair.

In the end, the twelve warships failed to cause any substantial damage to Zhenhaizong.

The subordinates are incompetent, and ask the suzerain to punish them. "

The Sect Master sighed: "The strength of the two sides is disparate, and the old ghost of Broken Star is too treacherous.

Obviously he has an absolute advantage, but he is not willing to go all out.

Even if I command the warship myself, I may not be able to compare to you.

However, our goal can be considered achieved, at least the disciples have seen our determination.

Those disciples who went to battle also fought to the last moment.

At this time, the morale of the disciples in the sect is still there, and we still have a chance to make a comeback.

Great Elder, how did you handle the transfer of elite disciples? "

The first elder stood up and cupped his hands: "Reporting to the sect master, I have sent people to find a few suitable places to settle down on the edge of the ancient battlefield.

During this time, I also sent people to transfer some of the supplies.

The White Bone Cliff is close to the ancient battlefield, and Zhenhaizong did not dare to send someone over to surround the White Bone Cliff.

Our back road has not been cut off, and we can withdraw to those places I have prepared at any time.

Sect Master, we planned to fight to the death and let some disciples escape.

Now that the battle is over, our ships are completely lost.

If we want to fight again, we can only go out, the cultivators of the gods.

It is better for the remaining monks to retreat into the ancient battlefield and preserve their strength. "

The sect master shook his head: "We can't stay in the ancient battlefield for a lifetime, the foundation of the White Bone Hall for thousands of years is lost, and someone has to pay the price.

As the suzerain, I have to shoulder this responsibility.

Great Elder, you have been fleeing, which is certainly true.

But you always think that you will not bear any loss at all, which is impossible.

Your character is too stable, and some lack courage.

The second elder has always been the main battle. If the current strength of the sect exceeds that of the Zhenhai sect, it is right to do so.

But now the strength of our White Bone Hall is not strong enough, and it is out of time to want to fight recklessly.

You have enough courage, but lack of composure.

The six of you, three fighting and three fleeing, are all biased.

When I am here, I can reconcile it and make up for your respective shortcomings.

When I die in battle, you'll probably have a lot of trouble over it.

After I died, the first elder inherited the position of the suzerain, and the second elder was promoted to the first elder.

In the future, the main strategy of the sect is to hibernate and stand by.

In this case, we can't start a war, and we can only officially come out of the mountain when there are late-stage cultivators in the sect.

In the future, everything will be dominated by the first elder, the second elder, although your talent is better, but you are not suitable to be a decision maker, and you will have to cooperate with him in the future. "

The second elder sighed: "Sect Master, I have always been the main battle, and I would rather die in battle than pretend to be a grandson in the ancient battlefield.

My cultivation is slightly better than that of the Great Elder, and my cultivation speed is also faster.

But if you want to cultivate to the late stage of God Transformation, it will take two or three hundred years at least.

Let me be useless for two or three hundred years, I can't stand it.

To revitalize the sect in the future, it is enough to have a great elder.

The foundation of the ancestors is not guaranteed, and you should not be responsible for it alone. Let me accompany you to fight.

It is said that the inheritance of Zhenhaizong's tens of thousands of years is far better than that of our magic cultivators.

I don't believe in this evil, this time I must kill the cultivators of Zhenhaizong, let them know that our demon cultivators are not easy to mess with. "

As soon as these words came out, the two god-turning cultivators who had been supporting the second elder also stood up.

"Sect Master, we have been the main battle, how can we miss this last battle?"

Even on the elder's side, an older cultivator stood up: "I am more than 4,000 years old now, although I am younger than you, Sect Master, but I have no further potential.

Moreover, I suffered a lot of injuries in my early years, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to survive the time when the White Bone Hall comes out of the mountain again.

I can't wait any longer. Instead of running away, it is better to fight to the death for a cultivator of Zhenhaizong, who is worthy of the ancestors of the past. "

Seeing that several elders were not afraid to fight to the death, the sect master was also moved.

He sighed: "Forget it, Great Elder, I will leave the affairs of the sect to you in the future.

Second Elder, with your talent, it is not difficult to cultivate to the late stage of God Transformation.

I originally wanted you to escape into the ancient battlefield. When the sect regains its glory in the future, you will be needed as the main battle faction.

If you don't want to, then go out with me. "

Afterwards, he looked at the older cultivator: "Brother Qi, we are a generation, although not from the same lineage, but we fought side by side many times.

Unexpectedly, this last time fighting side by side turned out to be the juncture of life and death for the sect.

Forget it, you can also fight with me.

The second elder and the elder Qi went to battle with me, and the other elders followed the first elder and retreated into the ancient battlefield to escort the younger generation of the sect.

The present of the sect is handed over to us, and the future of the sect is handed over to you. "

All the elders said in unison: "I will definitely live up to the Sect Master's trust."

Boom!

At this moment, a huge sword shadow fell on the defensive formation of the White Bone Hall.

This sword is extremely powerful, and the defensive mask can't hold on to it, and it is shaking violently.

The sect master glanced at the formation and sighed: "The old ghost of the broken star shot, I don't want to give us any more time.

Forget it, I have fought with him many times, and it should come to an end.

Great Elder, let's go with the elite disciples. "

After that, he disappeared in the hall in an instant, and then appeared outside the defensive formation.

He stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Old Ghost Broken Star, we meet again.

During the first battle three hundred years ago, you were in high spirits and defeated me with a single sword.

If it wasn't for a bone puppet in my hand, I'd be hard-pressed to escape.

Looking at your appearance now, you should be dying soon.

As an old friend, I'm here to give you a ride in person. "

At this time, the Star Broken Divine Sovereign did not have any changes in his outfit from when he was in the Seven Star Seas.

It's just that his face is flushed and it looks very abnormal.

The beard and hair were all white, and there was no trace of shine.

His cheeks were sunken, his eyes were dull, and his hands were as dry as chicken feet.

Compared with the time outside the Cyanwood Island in the Seven Star Seas, they were completely different.

If it is not for the auspicious clouds and golden light to protect the body, it seems that there is no difference from the general old man who has not much time.

He coughed a few times and said in a hoarse voice: "Time is not forgiving! I am close to 4,900 years old, and I am already close to the limit of a spiritual cultivator.

When I was young, I fought with people and left many dark wounds. It is not easy to live to this day.

It's just that the old man didn't want to sit in the cave, and while he still had a little strength, he destroyed the White Bone Hall by the way.

Ten thousand bones old ghost, you are not much younger than me, and now you are also a dying person.

Alright, let's go on the road together. "

After all, the long sword in his hand flickered with black light, as if to devour everything.

The God of Ten Thousand Bone smiled and said, "I can't handle your move with my little skill.

It's just that in the ancient battlefield a few years ago, the skeleton of an ancient monster was obtained.

He has been practicing for more than three hundred years, and now he has achieved little success.

Coincidentally, you old ghost of broken star is also a connoisseur, come and identify how my bone puppet is. "

After that, a sharp cry came.

On the White Bone Cliff, a strange bird composed entirely of white bones rose into the sky.

This strange bird has only a skeleton and no feathers, and the speed at which it can fly is extremely terrifying.

The Broken Star Divine Sovereign glanced at the strange bird, and said coldly: "The skeleton of the seventh-order Pengbird, even if it was not a divine beast, was similar.

This kind of thing, I am not an opponent, let the Wannian Corpse Puppet play with it. "

After all, the Qiankun Ring on the left hand released a burst of light.

Then, a Peng bird appeared out of thin air.

It's just that this Pengbird is completely black, and most of the feathers on its body have fallen off.

The exposed skin has long since dried up, sticking tightly to the skeleton.

Obviously, this is a corpse puppet.

The corpse puppet met the bone puppet, the two Pengbirds intersected with four claws, and countless sharp airflows scattered out.

The reef below was rubbed by the airflow, and instantly turned into flat slabs.

In the first confrontation, the corpse puppet fell slightly and was repelled thousands of feet away.

The broken star god snorted coldly: "You are really good, there are some remnants of the seventh-order Peng bird in this bone puppet.

Otherwise, with your little ability, it is impossible to beat this ten thousand year corpse puppet. "

Although he has the upper hand, there is no joy on the face of the ancient gods.

Instead, he sighed: "I spent three hundred years of hard work, but I still can't beat you."

On the rocky island more than a thousand miles away, Wang Daoyuan saw all this clearly.

He has played against the Wannian Corpse Puppet, and he also has some understanding of the bone puppets of the bone demon lineage.

In this confrontation, although the bone puppet has the upper hand, in fact the God of Ten Thousand Bones has lost.

Bone puppets require the owner to continuously expend the power of divine consciousness to maintain, and they cannot fight for a long time at all.

The Wannian Corpse Puppet does not need to consume the power of the master, and it is very durable.

Now the bone puppet only has the upper hand, and cannot defeat the ten thousand year corpse puppet at all.

As long as they fight for half an hour, the bone puppet will be difficult to support.

The Broken Star Divine Sovereign was a little disappointed: "This ten thousand year corpse puppet was left by the ancestors of the past dynasties, and I only lost to you by my own ability.

The first time we played against each other was at the peak of Yuan Ying.

Since then, the struggle has lasted for nearly four thousand years.

Unexpectedly, I still lost to you in the end. "