Nanhui City is a small city in the southeast of Zhongtian Continent, more than a thousand miles away from Liangjieling.
This place was originally just an ordinary frontier town, but these days, groups of human monks have gathered here from all over the Zhongtian Continent, headed by the four great Taizongs.
Soon, the Human Race monks gathered here reached more than one hundred thousand.
With such a large number of monks, Nanhui City, which was originally small, could no longer be stationed. However, this is not a problem at all for the great human forces. Soon, a large camp with a length of tens of miles with Nanhui City as the center was built overnight.
Under the unified deployment of the alliance, the monks did not show signs of confusion, and everything seemed to be in order.
In the places where the monks of the various sects were stationed, large protective formations emerged one after another.
The Alliance even sent hundreds of small teams of monks to patrol around the camp day and night to guard against sting borers.
And the high level of the Singing Borer seems to have discovered something. More than 80% of the Singing Borer that was originally scattered throughout the Zhongtian Continent has also gathered in the borders of the two realms.
From a distance, there was a weird gray mist. Although the distance was far away, the human monks could still feel the soaring anger from the opposite side.
All the human monks knew that this battle was not because the moth was annihilated and retreated, or the vitality of the Zhongtian Continent was severely injured. From then on, it may fall into a passive end, so morale does not need to be stimulated, and it is also extremely high.
As time passed, more and more monks gathered here from all directions.
Facing the direction of the Borer, various restraints and patrols are naturally the most, but behind the human camp, the Alliance has also sent some monks to patrol.
In the midair, a patrol team of more than ten people was flying slowly in a hilly area twenty or thirty miles away from Nanhui City.
The costumes of these monks are mainly water blue with water patterns. They are a small school of the South China Sea of the Zhongtian Continent. The head of the monks is a strong young man who has cultivated in the middle of the crystal phase. He carries a black rod on his shoulders. Great stick.
Although there was no abnormality in the surroundings, the sturdy young man still scanned the surroundings vigilantly, and at the same time the divine consciousness spread out, always sensing everything around him, and he could see that this person was an extremely cautious person.
Suddenly, the sturdy young man changed his expression, stopped his figure, and looked at the distant sky.
Seeing this, the monks behind the young man stopped and looked up into the distance.
"Deputy Sect Master Xin, but something has been discovered..." a young woman in a green robe in the late stage of liquid condensation asked. Before she finished speaking, a little blue light appeared in the distant sky, and then a few breaths flew close.
The cyan light is a huge flying boat the size of hundreds of meters. The cyan hull is carved with a cyan door-like pattern, and there is a faint light flowing on it.
The huge boat had already begun to slow down, but still a strong air current was set off, and it galloped past the head of the patrol team and flew towards Nanhui City.
"Such a large flying boat can fly so fast. I am afraid this is a magic weapon level flying boat. I don't know which monk of the martial arts has arrived?" A blue-robed monk in the middle of the liquid phase looked away enviously. The flying boat that was going, murmured a little absent-mindedly.
"Boy, I usually say that you haven't seen you and you are still not convinced, and you haven't seen the logo on the flying boat. That is the symbol of Taiqingmen, one of the four famous Taizongs." The person next to him immediately sneered.
"Ah, it turns out that this is the Taiqing Sect, and it is really handsome! It's a pity that I didn't see what the monks above looked like." The blue-robed monk who was ridiculed was not angry, but said with some regret.
The headed sturdy blue cow looked at Feizhou in the distance, but there was a strange look on his face.
"The four great Taizongs and the eighth great families have continuously sent their disciples for reinforcements these days, but they don't know what level of disciples are sent by the Taiqing Clan this time." The green-robed young woman said with a flash of eyes.
"The four great Taizongs have profound background, even the most ordinary disciples are not comparable to us." Zhuang Shuo Qing Niu retracted his gaze and said slowly.
"That's true. Two days ago, I was fortunate enough to witness a reinforcement from Haoran Academy. It dispatched more than a thousand disciples of the Huajing stage and hundreds of leaders of Zhendan elders..." The young woman in the green robe exclaimed in admiration.
"It's nothing, this time, more than 80% of the cultivators of the Zhongtian Continent gathered here. In Nanhui City, not to mention the celestial monks, I am afraid that there are no less than ten of them even with the profound power of Tong Xuan." The strong young man said indifferently.
"I don't know if I will be fortunate enough to see a magnificent face of profound knowledge." The young woman in the green robe said with some expectation.
"When the war with the moth clan starts, the profound abilities of all factions will naturally take action. Okay, these things are not important, continue to patrol!" The strong green bull waved the iron rod in his hand and said in a deep voice.
The team members at the back hurriedly agreed in unison, and the team slowly flew forward.
"By the way, Deputy Sect Master Xin, I heard several elders of the Changfeng Society say that you seem to have had contact with a certain disciple of Taiqingmen before. I don't know who the other party is?" The young woman in the green robe explored the surrounding situation. Looking at the sturdy young man, he asked curiously.
"It's just a one-sided relationship. I haven't been in contact for a long time. How can people remember my little role." Xin Yuan touched the iron rod in his hand, shook his head, and said somewhat self-deprecatingly.
Seeing that Xin Yuan didn't want to talk more, the young woman in the green robe didn't ask any more questions.
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The cyan flying boat of Taiqingmen stopped over Nanhui City, and many monks in Nanhui City had already greeted them.
On the flying boat, thirty or forty Taiqing Sect disciples flew off one after another.
These people are all cultivation bases above the middle stage of the true pill, and the aura of each person is introverted and deep, subtly not sending out, obviously the strength is also very important among the cultivators of the same level.
Among the crowd, Liu Ming, Qiulongzi, Kunyu and others were all present, and the leader standing in the front was Jin Lieyang.
This batch of reinforcements are the secret disciples of Taiqingmen.
"It turns out that Fellow Jin Dao has arrived. It has worked hard all the way." The greeter who flew out of Nanhui City was a middle-aged man in yellow robe from Tiangongzong. His gaze swept over the people behind Jin Lieyang. The light flashed, then disappeared.
Jin Lieyang and the yellow-robed middle-aged man seemed to know each other. After a brief conversation, the two flew into the city with Liu Ming and others.
While urging Escape, Liu Ming scanned the surroundings.
But seeing that the originally small city was densely covered with camps of various sects, the larger ones were relatively close to the city, and the relatively small ones could only be surrounded at the very edge.
Those who were stationed in Nanhui City were all high-ranking disciples and elders of various major sects. Liu Ming and others were also assigned a temporary residence, with newly built small stone houses.
"Brothers, you guys take a break here first, and the Alliance will arrange important things for you later." Jin Lieyang told Liu Ming and the others mysteriously, and then left with the yellow-robed middle-aged man. Up.
"Senior Brother Liu, what did you mean by Brother Jin just now?" After Jin Lieyang left, Qiu Longzi walked to Liu Ming's side and asked.
"I don't know, maybe the alliance has arranged a task for us." Liu Ming said noncommittal.
Xiaolongzi shook his head, said nothing, 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 familiarize themselves with the surrounding environment.
Almost all the high-ranking monks of the Zhongtian Continent gathered in Nanhui City at this moment, but because of the imminent battle, the atmosphere was a bit solemn.
Liu Ming also turned around and walked back to his hut, meditating cross-legged, and recharged.
Almost all of the Terran monks have gathered here, and the battle will begin soon. He is now in the late stage of the advanced real pill, and he must firmly strengthen his cultivation base and improve his strength as much as possible.
In the center of Nanhui City, a hall-like building is hidden in a circular magic circle. The interior of the hall is very simple. Except for a few necessary tables and chairs, only a huge light screen is left showing the details of Liangjieling. terrain.
Around the round table in the main hall were the figures of more than two dozen monks. Taiqingmen Mukong, Fengqing, Huoye, and Xuanyu Taishang elders in the four Datong Profound Realm were all listed here.
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The other three great Taizongs, including the Heavenly Demon Valley, the Beidou Pavilion, and the Eight Great Families, also gathered here impressively.
The various factions gathered together, and the comparison of strength was clear at a glance. Taiqingmen and the four great Taizongs of the human race had four masters, and the Demon Xuanzong fell a few years ago with only three masters.
The other sects, the Beidou Pavilion, and the Sky Demon Valley each had two Master-Tongxuan monks, and there was only one from the eight great families.
The strange thing is that there is no one here in the mysterious and unpredictable Tiangong, which has always been in charge of the fortune of the Zhongtian Continent.
At this moment, as many as twenty-seven people gathered in the hall, which is rare to see Tongxuan power.
In the main hall, there were also a few celestial monks standing, all of whom seemed to be leaders of various factions.
Taiqingmen Tian Ge stood behind Xuan Yu and the others, and his expression was extremely solemn when he saw the unprecedented gathering of Tong Xuan powers in front of him.
"As of today, almost all the people we can gather have been assembled in Nanhui City. If we wait, I don't think there will be more reinforcements." The woman in Huangpao of Tiangongzong's face was cold and her voice said coldly.
"That's the case. Taking advantage of our team's buildup of forces, we can make the best move first, and the odds of winning may be higher." The slender old man of Demon Xuanzong nodded in agreement and said.
"Friend Situ, I heard that your sect has a ten-sided battle drum, which can boost your morale and reduce the fighting spirit of the enemy. Although it may not be able to exert all its power on the moth clan, it is not very suitable for this kind of battle. I don’t know that Guizong can Bring this treasure here?" On the seat, a burly figure wrapped in starlight said calmly.
This person is the master of the Beidou Pavilion who appeared once during the Tianmen Meeting.