Volume 5 Sword Qi 9 Xiao, 1165 Before the Decisive Battle

In the southeast of Zhongtian Continent, a small town more than a thousand miles away from Liangjie Ridge, Nanhui City.

This place was originally just an ordinary border town, but these days, led by the Four Great Taizongs, teams of human cultivators have gathered here from all over the Zhongtian Continent.

Soon, the number of human monks gathered here reached more than 100,000.

With such a large number of monks, Nanhui City, which was originally small, could no longer be stationed. However, this is not a problem for the major human forces. Soon, a large camp with a length of dozens of miles was built overnight with Nanhui City as the center.

Under the unified deployment of the alliance, the monks of the various sects showed no signs of chaos, and everything seemed to be in order.

The places where the cultivators of the various sects were stationed, a large protective formation emerged one by one.

The alliance even sent hundreds of small teams of monks to patrol around the camp day and night to guard against the attack of the borer.

And the top of the moth clan seems to have discovered something. More than 80% of the moth clan that were scattered all over the Zhongtian Continent have also gathered in the two realms...

From a distance, there is a strange gray fog shrouded there. Although the distance is very long, the human race monks can still feel the suffocating air coming from the opposite side.

All the human race cultivators know that in this battle, either the moth tribe was annihilated and retreated, or the vitality of Zhongtian Continent was severely damaged. From then on, it may fall into a passive end, so morale does not need to be stimulated, right? Extremely high.

As time passed, more and more monks gathered here from all directions.

Facing the direction of the moth tribe, there are naturally the most various prohibition and patrol personnel, but the rear of the human race camp. The alliance also sent some monks to patrol.

In mid-air, a patrol team of more than ten people was in a hilly area twenty or thirty kilometers away from Nanhui City. Fly slowly.

The clothing of these monks is mainly aqua blue with water patterns. It was a small sect in the South China Sea Region of Zhongtian Continent, headed by a sturdy young man with a mid-term cultivation base, carrying a big black stick on his shoulders.

Although there was nothing unusual around him, the sturdy young man still glanced around alertly. At the same time, his consciousness spread out, and he was always sensing everything around him. It could be seen that this person was an extremely cautious person.

Suddenly, the sturdy young man's expression changed. He stopped and looked at the sky in the distance.

Seeing this, the monks behind the youth also stopped and looked up into the distance.

"Vice Sect Master Xin, but have you discovered something..." a young woman in green robes in the late stage of condensation asked. Before she could finish her sentence, a blue light appeared in the sky in the distance, and then she flew to a nearby place with a few breaths.

Qingguang is a huge flying boat with a size of 100 feet, and a blue door-like pattern is engraved on the blue hull. There is a faint light flowing above.

The giant boat has already started to slow down, but a strong air current is still set off, galloping over the patrol team's head, and galloping towards Nanhui City.

"Such a large flying boat. The flying speed can be so fast. I am afraid it is a magic weapon-level flying boat. I don't know which monk from the sect has arrived?" Go flying boat. Somewhat absentmindedly muttered.

"Boy, I usually say that you don't know you and you're not convinced. I didn't see the logo on the flying boat. It's the logo of Taiqingmen, one of the four famous Taizongs." A person next to him immediately sneered.

"Ah. It turns out that this is Taiqingmen, and it's really unusual! It's a pity that I didn't see what the monks above looked like." The blue-robed monk who was laughed at was not angry, but said with some regret.

The headed sturdy green ox looked at the flying boat from a distance, but there was a strange look on his face.

"The Four Great Taizongs and the Eight Great Families have been sending their disciples to reinforce them these days, but I don't know what level of disciples the Taiqing Sect sent this time." The green-robed young woman said with a twinkle in her eyes.

"The Four Great Taizongs have profound backgrounds, and even the most ordinary disciples are not comparable to us." Zhuangshuo Qingniu withdrew his gaze,

said slowly.

"That's true. Two days ago, I was fortunate enough to witness a reinforcement from Haoran Academy, which dispatched more than a thousand disciples at the crystal stage, and hundreds of Zhendan elders to lead the team..." The green-robed young woman said with admiration.

"It's nothing. This time, more than 80% of the monks from the Zhongtian Continent gathered here. In Nanhui City, not to mention the celestial monks, even the profound experts have gathered at least ten." The strong young man said calmly.

"I don't know if I will be lucky enough to meet a respectful face of a profound expert." The green-robed young woman said with some longing.

"When the war with the moth clan begins, the profound experts of all sects will naturally take action. Well, these matters are irrelevant, let's continue to patrol!" Zhuang Shuo Qingniu waved the iron rod in his hand and said in a deep voice.

The team members in the back hurriedly agreed in unison, and the team slowly flew forward.

"By the way, Vice Sect Master Xin, I heard from several elders of the Changfeng Society that you seem to have had contact with a certain disciple of Taiqing Sect before. I don't know who the other party is?" The green-robed young woman probed the surrounding situation, Looking at the strong young man, he asked curiously.

"It's just a one-sided relationship. There has been no contact for many years. How can people remember me as a small role." Xin Yuan shook his head and said with some self-deprecation.

Seeing that Xin Yuan was reluctant to talk about it, the young woman in the green robe did not ask any further questions.

...

The blue flying boat of Taiqingmen stopped over Nanhui City, and there were already many monks in Nanhui City to greet it.

On the flying boat, thirty or forty Taiqingmen disciples flew down one after another.

These people are all cultivation bases above the middle stage of Zhendan, and the breath of each person is introverted and deep, and it is obvious that the strength is not trivial among the monks of the same level.

Among the crowd, Liu Ming, Qiu Longzi, Kun Yu and others were all there, and the leader standing at the front was Jin Lieyang.

This group of reinforcements are the secret disciples of Taiqingmen.

"It turns out that Fellow Daoist Jin has arrived, and the journey has been hard work." The greeter who flew out of Nanhui City was a middle-aged man in yellow robe from the Tiangong Sect. His eyes swept across the people behind Jin Lieyang. The light flashed, and then disappeared.

Jin Lieyang and this middle-aged man in yellow robe seemed to know each other. After a brief conversation, they flew into the city with Liu Ming and others.

While urging the escape light, Liu Ming glanced around and looked around.

However, seeing that the originally small city was densely covered with camps of various sects and factions, those with slightly larger forces were relatively close to the city, and those with relatively small forces could only surround themselves at the very edge.

The people stationed in Nanhui City were all high-level disciples and elders of the major sects. Liu Ming and the others were also assigned a temporary residence with newly built small stone houses.

"Junior brothers, you guys can rest here for a while, and the alliance will arrange important things for you later." Jin Lieyang told Liu Ming and others mysteriously, and left with the middle-aged man in yellow robe. .

"Junior Brother Liu, what do you mean by what Brother Jin just said?" After Jin Lieyang left, Qiu Longzi walked to Liu Ming and asked.

"I don't know, maybe the alliance has arranged a mission for us." Liu Ming said noncommittally.

Qiu Longzi shook his head, didn't say anything else, and quickly walked into his hut.

Some of the other secret disciples returned to the hut to rest, while others went out to visit other sect acquaintances or to familiarize themselves with the surrounding environment.

At this moment, almost all the high-level monks from Zhongtian Continent gathered in Nanhui City, but because of the imminent war, the atmosphere was a little chilly.

Liu Ming also turned around and walked back to his hut, meditated cross-legged, and regained his strength.

Almost all of the human race cultivators have gathered here, and the battle will start soon. Now that he is in the late stage of the advanced real pill, he must quickly stabilize his cultivation and improve his strength as much as possible.

In the center of Nanhui City, a hall-like building is hidden in a circular circle. The interior of the hall is very simple. Apart from a few necessary tables and chairs, only a huge light curtain is left to display the details of Liangjie Ridge. terrain.

Around the round table in the main hall were the figures of more than 20 monks, and all the four elders of the Four Great Tongxuan Realm Taiqingmen Mukong, Fengqing, Huoye, and Xuanyu were here.

Taiqingmen Mukong ancestor, a glamorous young woman in yellow robe from Tiangong Sect, a middle-aged man in Confucian robe with white eyebrows and long beard from Haoran Academy, and a lean old man in black robe from Moxuan Sect, etc. on the main seat.

The other three Taizongs, as well as the Heavenly Demon Valley, the Big Dipper Pavilion, the Eight Great Aristocratic Families and other major factions, also gathered here impressively.

All sects and sects gathered together, and the strength comparison was clear at a glance. There were four of the four great Taizongs of the human race including Taiqingmen, and there were only three of them.

The other sects, Beidou Pavilion, and Tianyao Valley each had two Tongxuan cultivators, and there was only one person from the eight great families.

The strange thing is that there is no one here in the mysterious and unpredictable Heavenly Palace, which has always been in charge of the fate of Zhongtian Continent.

At this moment, there are as many as twenty-six people gathered in the great hall, who is rarely seen in ordinary days.

In the hall, there were also several celestial cultivators, who seemed to be headmasters of various sects.

The real Tiange of Taiqingmen stood behind Xuanyu and the others, and saw the unprecedented gathering of profound experts in front of him, his face was dignified.

"As of today, almost all the people we can call have gathered in Nanhui City. If we wait any longer, I don't think there will be more reinforcements." The woman in the yellow robe of Tiangongzong said with a cold expression and a cold voice.

"That's right. Taking advantage of the fact that we have already assembled our troops, the first to strike is stronger, and the odds of winning may be higher." The slender old man of Demon Xuanzong nodded in agreement.

"Fellow Daoist Situ, I heard that your sect has ten battle drums, which can boost the morale of your own side and reduce the enemy's fighting spirit. Although it may not be able to exert all its power on the moth tribe, it is suitable for this kind of war. It is not very big, I don't know if your sect can Bring this treasure here.?" On the seat, a burly figure wrapped in starlight said calmly.

This person is the pavilion master of Beidou Pavilion who appeared once during the Tianmen meeting. (To be continued...) R1292

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