Chapter 1593: A Great Defeat at the Beiming Kuzhong Front

This made Mo Lin, who had not gotten the head, very angry, and he almost rolled up his sleeves to fight with the Poison Fire King.

As for Gu Changyu, his character had been tempered long ago, so he would not get angry because of these things. After confirming that Wei Lie was dead, Gu Changyu began to take off the storage bracelet and burn the body to destroy the body and destroy the traces.

And just when the battle between Mo Lin and Gu Changyu ended, Gu Changhuan's soul search of Lin Jiuku had also ended.

Lin Jiuku had practiced secret techniques such as locking the soul, and the soul of the cultivator who practiced to the realm of refining emptiness gradually condensed. It was not easy to turn a person's memory upside down with one search like before.

Even Gu Changhuan, whose strength far exceeded that of the cultivators of the same level, only saw most of Lin Jiuku's memory.

But it was enough.

"Brother Seventeen, we are done here."

Gu Changyu saw Gu Changhuan open his eyes and said so.

Gu Changhuan nodded and stood up.

"It's time to end the war between our Gu family and Beiming Kuzhong."

Then it was Feng Li who spoke.

It's a pity that Wan Liang escaped accidentally.

Gu Changhuan thought so, and with a single hand, the blood mist above the battlefield quickly rolled up and condensed, but it disappeared without a trace in just three breaths.

As for the previous Demon Ancestor Mask, it had been taken by Gu Changhuan.

At the same time, Gu Changhuan, Mo Lin, Gu Changyu and other three combined cultivators from the Gu family appeared in front of everyone.

In addition, the golden bell with a bright light in Gu Changhuan's hand also attracted the attention of many cultivators present.

Everyone looked at it intently, and was shocked again when they found that there was a Yuanying in the golden bell!

"It's the old ancestor!

The old ancestor was defeated and the Yuanying was extracted!

How is this possible!"

Before most cultivators could see clearly, someone on the battlefield shouted in panic and disbelief.

The bone clan monk covered his chest, not caring about controlling the spirit sword, and stared at the golden bell in Gu Changhuan's hand with wide eyes, his face pale, as if he would faint in the next second.

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar.

Everyone looked intently, and saw that the Yuanying in the exquisite and small golden bell had dry green hair and green eyes, a gloomy face, and a red lotus phantom fire in his hand.

Who else could it be if not Lin Jiuku?

Even if not all the Beiming Kuzhong monks had seen Lin Jiuku before, they naturally couldn't have no impression of their ancestor after so many wars.

After seeing that the Yuanying of the old ancestor Lin was trapped and Wei Lie Wanliang and the others were missing, the surviving bone clan monks felt that the sky had fallen.

At this moment, Gu Changhuan looked down at the entire battlefield from a high position. He raised his hand and clenched his five fingers into a fist. The golden bell on his hand shrank. The Yuanying of the Nine-Ku had only time to let out a scream before it turned into the purest spiritual energy and returned to the world.

And Gu Changhuan finally spoke. His voice was not loud, but it was full of coldness and clearly heard by every cultivator present.

"The Nine-Ku and Wei Lie have been killed.

All human cultivators, listen to my command, kill!"

After finally getting the real news about the Nine-Ku and the missing Wei Lie, many cultivators of the Gu family were naturally overjoyed, but for Beiming Kuzhong and other cultivators who came to support Beiming Kuzhong, this news was no less than thunder and lightning.

But before they collapsed and were at a loss, the cultivators of the Gu family and other families had already swarmed up like a flood and beast, fighting more and more bravely. In an instant, the already shaky defense front collapsed in an instant!

There were only a few Bone Clan monks who were still willing to continue fighting. Most of them turned into birds and beasts and fled in all directions. The Gu family obviously had no intention of letting the tiger go back to the mountains, and they went to hunt down those Bone Clan monks in groups of two or three.

Above the original battlefield, Gu Changhuan summoned the last relic left by the Nine-Deep Crow, which was the Red Lotus Illusion Fire.

At this time, Gu Xuanzhan and Gu Qingyan flew over.

The joy on their faces was beyond words after defeating Beiming Kuzhong today.

Gu Xuanzhan couldn't stop praising him:

"Changhuan, the strategy you devised to build a plank road in the open while secretly attacking Chencang is really amazing!

And the move of sending people to the battlefield to shake the morale of the army is like a knife stabbing into the hearts of all the cultivators in Beiming Kuzhong!"

Seeing that his great grandfather was coming, Gu Changhuan put away the Red Lotus Illusion Fire with his backhand, and the frost on his face quickly retreated and his eyebrows and eyes smiled gently:

"The main reason is that nowadays in the world of immortal cultivation, whenever two major forces fight, most of them are face-to-face confrontations, and few people will take surprise attacks or other strategies;

In addition, the Gu family's steady and cautious approach before paralyzed the people in Beiming Kuzhong."

But to be more specific, all this is not that simple. In order to successfully capture the main altar of Beiming Kuzhong in the shortest time, he allocated a lot of manpower and material resources, and even sent many Gu family cultivators, but now most of the cultivators on this battlefield are recruited and conscripted.

But Gu Xuanzhan only felt that Gu Changhuan was modest. He looked at this great-grandson whom he had raised and thought that he was the best no matter how he looked at him.

Time went back to three hours ago, near a fourth-level spiritual vein deep in the heart of the Beiming Kuzhong.

150,000 Gu family cultivators quietly appeared on a spiritual vein not far from the Beiming Kuzhong headquarters through the teleportation array built behind enemy lines.

Fei Han and Zui Zhu, two combined cultivators, were in charge. Gu Wanhao, the grandfather of Gu Changhuan, the cultivator with the highest cultivation level in the Gu family, was in command. Die Yi and Chi Jin and many other cultivators with special skills in certain aspects assisted or participated in the battle. Various warships and battleships used their full strength to perform concealment restrictions and approached the Beiming Kuzhong headquarters.

On the main ship, Die Yi looked at the outline of the Beiming Kuzhong headquarters map. After the warship flew to a canyon, he stopped the warship.

"Let's go here!

I'll take people down, and the other side will be left to you."

Die Yi said to Chi Jin.

Chi Jin nodded without looking away, and soon after, Die Yi brought several cultivators such as the Nascent Soul to the canyon below.

"Just follow the previous plan and place the formation flags at the previously scheduled location;

You must hide your body during the whole process. If you encounter any accidents, you can escape if you can, and don't confront the enemy head-on;

If you encounter any problems that cannot be solved, you can send a message to me and I will immediately go to support you."

Before leaving, Dieyi reminded again.

The cultivators of the Gu family were originally good, but when Dieyi, a formation master with outstanding talent, arranged the formation with others, he always didn't trust other cultivators, worried that the entire formation would go wrong due to other people's negligence.

This formation is to isolate the Beiming Kuzhong main hall from the outside world, and there must be no mistakes.

After hearing this, many cultivators of the Gu family nodded seriously.

Not long after, many cultivators dispersed according to the original plan, and Dieyi stayed in place to arrange the formation alone.