Chapter 267 Pre-War Deployment of Soul Hunting Operation

The last few days passed very quickly. In these days, all the high-level combat forces of the sect were gathered together. Five Titled Douluo, fifteen Soul Douluo, and eighty-eight Soul Saints. This is the sect. The strongest strength has reached this point, and there is no need to hide anything.

Ning Fengzhi informed everyone about the upcoming soul hunting operation.

The reason why he has been hiding it until now is because he knows how to make a big effort and then lose it three times.

If it were told in advance, everyone would live in worry and fear, worried that this day would come suddenly, and many people might even defect from the sect in order to survive.

But at this moment, they have no way out. Knowing that they are about to be destroyed, these people who can become strong only have huge anger and resentment in their hearts. Have they offended Wuhun Palace or what have they done? The thing about criminals taking human life seriously? Wuhun Palace must destroy them!

"Everyone, Wuhun Palace regards our Qibao Glazed Sect as an enemy and is preparing to destroy our entire sect. I only ask you, do you want to sit back and wait for death, or are you willing to surrender without a fight?" Ning Fengzhi asked in a deep voice.

"I don't want to! The sect treats me with great kindness, and I will never surrender until I die!" Everyone below roared.

"Very good, since we don't want to die or surrender, then there is only one battle. Everyone listens to the command of me and the four elders. Today, we want the people of Wuhun Hall to come back and never come back!" Ning Fengzhi said domineeringly. , although he is an auxiliary type, but facing the people who are about to destroy his sect, the murderous aura in him at this moment is as strong as those lunatics in the killing city.

"Xiaotian, the younger generation is under your command. They also have tasks." Ning Fengzhi looked at Tianlin and said.

"Yes, sect leader!" Tianlin nodded and stepped forward, "Ning Rongrong, Gu Ran, Ma Hongjun, Meng Yiran, Oscar, and Ye Lingling, come out!"

"Boss, please give me your orders, and you will not hesitate to risk my life today." Gu Ran was extremely angry. The sect was his home, and his friendship with the sect was no less than that of Tianlin and Ning Rongrong.

"Okay, listen, according to the news I got, Wuhun Palace's operation is divided into two parts. The mid-to-high-end combat power from Soul King to Titled Douluo will directly hit our Qibao City. In addition, there will be many ordinary people around level 40. Combat power, the target is the village at the foot of Qibao Mountain, Operation Wuhundian has always been about eradicating the weeds."

"These villages have relied on our sect for hundreds of years. Once a soul master is born among them, they will basically all join our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. They can be regarded as a part of the sect. We cannot leave them alone. The six of you will be divided into The three teams, Ning Rongrong and Meng Yiran, Ma Hongjun and Oscar, and Gu Ran and Ye Lingling, each lead the younger generation of the sect to save the village at the foot of the mountain and must annihilate all those who attack the innocent villagers. , don’t leave a single person alive.”

After living in the killing city for two years, Tianlin had long lost the unnecessary kindness of a woman.

Moreover, the battle between the two sides is a competition between soul masters and armies. It has nothing to do with ordinary villagers. Anyone who attacks them, regardless of whether they are acting under orders or not, is no different from an animal. Everyone has his own way of death, and he will deserve to die. .

"Don't worry, boss, I will burn them all to ashes." Ma Hongjun vowed.

Seeing this, Tianlin smiled slightly and said, "Very good, you just have to have such courage. By the way, according to the news I got, the Xiangjia Sect also participated in this operation. That old guy Hu Yanzhen wanted to take credit for his grandson. , and he doesn’t want his grandson to be in danger, so he will definitely be sent to do some safety work, so he will definitely appear in the team that attacks the village. Do you remember, that guy has a skull on his body, and it is as old as 40,000 years old? Imperial Golden Elephant Skull.”

"Give you a chance to compete fairly. Whoever takes his head will have that soul bone."

"Forty thousand years! This is longer than the age of my flame right arm. It's really great. I want to make a decision." Ma Hongjun said with bright eyes.

"Who says it must be yours? I don't have a skull on my body yet, and a power-type skull like the Imperial Golden Elephant is obviously more suitable for me." Gu Ran on the side was not to be outdone, although he already had three soul bones on his body. But who would dislike having too many soul bones?

Ning Fengzhi nodded with satisfaction upon seeing this. Tianlin's arrangement was very appropriate. With Gu Ran's current strength, it would not take much effort to deal with the group of guys attacking the village at the foot of the mountain, and the danger would not be great.

He also used soul bones to arouse their fighting spirit, and when the time came to fight, they would be even more excited.

More importantly, he arranged for them to ambush at the foot of the mountain in advance. Tianlin had already considered that if the people on the mountain were defeated, they would be able to evacuate as soon as possible to save the last bit of blood for the sect. One day, The sect will surely be revived.

"Don't worry, Xiaotian, we won't lose!" Chen Xin stepped forward and patted his apprentice's shoulder to encourage him, "After today, not only the sect, but your reputation will also be resounding throughout the continent."

He was telling Tianlin that he no longer needed to hide, and that his hundred thousand year soul ring, soul bone, and second martial soul could all be revealed to the world.

Tianlin nodded, he was on the verge of life and death, what else could he hide?

At this time, in the Tiandou Palace, Xue Qinghe was pacing back and forth anxiously, because tonight was the time to take action. She had clearly made an appointment with Tianlin to come to the palace to get together tonight, but until the time was approaching evening, Tianlin did not show up. .

At this time, a palace maid hurriedly ran in, "Your Highness, this is a letter sent to you by someone from the Qibao Glazed Sect."

Hearing this, Xue Qinghe took the letter and opened it. It was Tianlin's handwriting on it. Not only did he reject her invitation, he also wrote a message on it, a message that made her even more determined to kill the Qibao Glazed Sect. .

The paper fell to the ground, and Xue Qinghe looked desperate. Was this all destined? The only person she wanted to save, she missed the chance to live.

In the corner, a figure appeared, sighing lightly, "Young Master, everything is fate. It is always impossible for you and that sword master. Do you still remember what you promised back then? If you break it, you will break it."

"Uncle She, I understand." A drop of clear tears fell from Xue Qinghe's face, and soon her expression became firm, "The soul hunting operation continues as usual, Qibao Glazed Sect, kill without mercy!"

"Yes, Young Master!" She Long dodged away directly. He was also one of the titled Douluo. He had such huge combat power and happened to be in Tiandou. Naturally, he would not be absent from today's battle.

Seeing She Long leaving, Xue Qinghe took out the lovesickness gift from Tianlin and choked with sobs, "I think you will never recognize me. Although I care about him, between him and Wuhun Palace, During this time, I still chose to sacrifice him to fulfill the most noble ideal of my Wuhun Palace."

Xue Qinghe looked in the direction of Qibao Mountain and murmured, "Xiaotian, I'm sorry. If there is an afterlife, I hope we won't be hostile anymore. Then, I will do everything I can to make up for the mistakes in this life!"

If Tian Lin were here, he would definitely be very confused, because he didn't write any letter to Xue Qinghe at all, he just dragged Yin Yang with a sentence. This letter was written by someone imitating his notes.

There are only a few people who know his handwriting and speaking habits so well, and Ning Fengzhi is the most thorough among them. It seems that this sect leader is planning something again.