Guanxue City is located in the northeast of Yunlu in the east. It is an unremarkable medium-sized city-state, covering an area of about two thousand miles. **
The location is remote, not an important road, and the land can only be considered barren. Even the slightly higher-level spirit beasts seemed to look down upon them, and they were very few in number. However, because it is located not far from Shangxiao Mountain and is intimidated by Shangxiao Xuanling Sect, this place has always been quite peaceful and peaceful.
Even the city lord himself is a registered disciple of the Shangxiao Sect. Compared with other places that are constantly fighting with Yunlu, although this place is poorer, it is like a paradise.
Therefore, this small barren land actually has a population of five to six million people.
But on this day, the peace that had lasted for nearly a thousand years was finally broken.
First, there were bursts of roaring sounds in the distance. Immediately afterwards, even the air began to vibrate.
Not only the guards on the city wall who had been at peace for a long time and whose temperament had long been slack, were all shocked and confused.
Even all the upper-class people in the city rushed to the city wall one after another as if they were desperate.
And just a moment later, a dense black cloud was seen rushing towards this side from the horizon.
It was obvious that there was a spiritual master who had used illusions to cover it up, so he could not clearly see what was going on inside. But one could vaguely feel that there were countless iron cavalry galloping inside.
Everyone in the city felt cold in their hearts. Until you get close. There was a spiritual master above the sixth level who took a breath of cold air with his spiritual eyes!
"Where did this cavalry come from? A total of 70,000, which is at least the level of a secret martial artist. What a strong energy and blood essence! Innately strong. I'm afraid it's at least 8,000—"
"More than that! I think there are fifteen thousand of them, and the mounts are all wind horses. It is really a strong army! This flag is a bit familiar, with the characters "gan" and "zong", could it be the demon king of Qiantian Mountain to the west? Okay Big momentum!”
Almost everyone has a pale complexion. No trace of blood. Until I saw this dark cloud. Not attacking the city. Instead, he flew directly past the city. They all breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he was stunned again, showing a look of confusion,
"In this direction, are we going to go up to Xiaoshan Mountain?"
"Remember, Qian Tianshan and Shang Xiao seem to be great enemies? Is that Demon King crazy? Isn't he seeking death by rushing to Shang Xiao Ling Mansion at this time?"
"It is said that yesterday, the Lord of the City received an invitation, saying that in three days, it will be the wedding ceremony of Han Nishui and Xuanyuan Yiren of Danquan Sect. Is it because of this?"
"That demon king. This is probably why he came. Two years ago, he was taken away from his unmarried wife. How could Zong Shou endure it? What a pity. In fact, if the demon king can endure his anger for a while, he may not be able to become a hegemon. , but this time it’s going to fail—”
"Hmph! What a great momentum! With just a few soldiers and horses, you dare to go up to the Xiaoshan Mountain. You are really risking your life!"
At the same time, high up in Guanxue City. Among the clouds, there were also two people, looking down at the black cloud below, talking calmly.
"Not bad! To be able to have such strength. Seventy thousand fine cavalry, at least 17,000 people, are innate. All the soldiers and armors are actually spiritual weapons above the second level. It is better than I expected. Much stronger.
The person who spoke was none other than Erdan, with a cautious look in his eyes. At this time, watching from a height of several thousand feet, it is clearer.
You can also view the overall situation and be aware of it at this time. Around Shangxiao Mountain, there were millions of troops, distributed in all directions, less than two hundred miles away.
Just stay there without any cover-up. It's like a giant pocket, waiting for prey to fall into the net.
And in front of Shangxiao Mountain, there are 300,000 elites, waiting in full formation. They are truly elite soldiers. They are also all above mystical martial masters, and they also have this spiritual weapon and armor.
It was divided into thirty square formations and arrayed in front of the mountain. Looking at it, it looks like a rock or a majestic mountain. People can't help but wonder, what kind of things can be in this world that can shake it!
"The more elites like this come, the worse Qian Tianshan will lose. In just one battle, all the vitality will be lost. Seventeen thousand Xiantian, this number is comparable to the top six holy places, but this So what can I do? The Demon King of Qiantian Mountain is very talented and resourceful. But his temperament is not tolerant enough. He knew it was a trap, but he dared to sneak in. But that’s fine, this matter can be solved completely—"
While Xundan was speaking, Erdan was looking down thoughtfully. The center of the entire 'black cloud' is located.
"With my spiritual skills, I can't see through that place."
"It should be the Mingdulie River!"
Xundan thought about it for a moment, then frowned slightly: "In my memory, Xundan once fought with Mingdu, but almost died. Both of them are remnants of Fuling Sect, and they were masters of Fu Dao a hundred years ago. The battle twenty years ago , can fight one against four, and can escape safely afterwards. Xundan Edan was also injured because of this. If not, you and I would never have a chance. Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for twenty years, these two people have not fallen into the realm, and their spiritual skills It’s even more remarkable—”
Although he was talking about his previous experiences, he always called them 'Xundan'. It's as if what he said is not him.
Then Erdan didn't take it seriously: "That demon king may have more than that and is hiding something."
"It's just a joke!"
Xun Dan smiled disapprovingly: "Does senior brother think that Zong Shou can win today's battle?"
"Too!"
Erdan nodded, also not thinking that there was anything Zong Shou could do to break this killing situation, and then looked towards the top of Shangxiao Mountain.
"It's probably about to start over there. As dependents, we can't be rude. When we need to be one step ahead of others, Han Nishui gets married, and all the sects in the Yun Realm must send people to watch the ceremony. It's a good time to watch. The virtual reality of the cloud world—"
As he spoke, Erdan walked toward the northeast. The steps were not hurried or slow, but they were just in time before the black cloud below.
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"We're already here, three hundred miles away! It only takes two hours to reach the foot of Qiantian Mountain!"
Within Shangxiao Ling Mansion, there is a side hall. Han Nishui narrowed his eyes and looked at the illusionary mirror of clouds and light in front of him.
On top of Shangxiao Mountain, there is a large formation, and you can take a closer look at the land three hundred miles around Shangxiao Mountain.
At this time, in front of Han Nishui, the cavalrymen who were surging hundreds of meters away appeared in his eyes almost to the last detail.
Most of the illusions are discerned by the formation. Therefore, these 70,000 iron cavalry are fully displayed according to the reality and reality.
Only the central part was still shrouded in black clouds, making it difficult to see clearly.
Naturally, Zong Shou’s current location could not be found.
However, Han Nishui could feel that that person must be among the cavalry.
Just a thought, not long after. You can meet your life-and-death enemy. Hanni Shui felt that the blood in his body was constantly burning. His chest was almost boiling.
It's a pity that this time he couldn't personally chop off Zong Shou's head. However, being able to see this person's defeat with your own eyes can relieve the hatred in your heart!
—There is also Xuanyuan Yiren. The face he lost two years ago must be regained little by little. I want to drive that person into the abyss of hell, where he will never be able to stand up again -
Thinking of this, Han Nishui couldn't help but glance to his side. Xuanyuan Yiren was seen sitting on a wooden chair nearby, his eyelids were slightly closed, and he didn't even look over here. He was also dressed in ordinary clothes, unlike him, who had changed into a bright red ceremonial robe.
The woman still looked the same as when she was sent here three days ago.
Even if you go to Shangxiao Sect, there is nothing you can do. The eight ninth-level monks in the sect joined forces, but they were unable to break through the fifth-level magic shield carried by this woman.
Lingfu is not like a holy land, and it is even worse than the Qiong Realm. In the past ten thousand years, although there have been many spiritual and divine monks in the sect, they have not been able to enter this world.
Lingyun Sect Holy Land has two spiritual realms stationed in charge, but due to the warnings of several world-protecting sages, they cannot leave lightly.
Therefore, I can only watch Xuanyuan Yiren, free and easy under the shield of law, but there is nothing I can do. If it hadn't been for a few ninth-level monks who had been forcibly restraining her, this woman would have even left directly -
"Uncle Xuanyuan is also among them. There is also Xuanshan City, 20,000 fine riders! Yiren, you are still unwilling to change your mind, are you determined to do so?"
With a slight wave of his hand, the forbidden law was dispersed. Make that illusion disappear. Han Nishui clenched his fists tightly and turned around: "Do you really want to see all of your Xuanshan City elites perished here before you are willing to give up?"
Xuanyuan Yiren finally opened his eyes. No matter his expression or words, he was as ordinary as the fireworks of the world: "Two years ago, I was the sect guard and refined a kind of spiritual salamander blood elixir. I don't know if you go to Xiaozong, but Did you ever know?"
"Spiritual Salamander Blood Essence Pill? What is this?"
Han Nishui was startled. He knew that the Spirit Salamander was a mythical beast from ancient times.
But what kind of thing is the Spiritual Salamander Blood Essence Pill
"Don't know? Then do you know that this was the first transaction between Zong Shou and the Kongqi Sect two years ago?"
Xuanyuan Yiren smiled, his eyes as bright as the stars: "So Yiren has always felt that you, Shangxiao Sect, really don't know how to write the word 'death'."
Han Nishui couldn't help but frown, if he hadn't confirmed that Xuanyuan Yiren was indeed sane at this time. He almost thought that this woman was crazy.
Immediately he shook his head and walked out. He didn't care what Xuanyuan Yiren was thinking.
As long as Zong Shou dies and Xuanyuan Tong is captured, there will be no need to worry about this girl disobeying him.
At this time, there were also several people in the main hall of the Ling Mansion, watching the situation hundreds of miles away.
Taoist Yuankong is naturally at the top. Ling Weizi, on the other hand, was sitting on the side. Almost parallel to Yuan Kong, it is also an honorary position.
"As expected, they are all elites! This sect has been running for two years, but it has such strength. If it were just me, Shangxiao Sect, I would be hard-pressed to handle it. Even if we win, we will suffer heavy losses."
"That's why I can't keep this son! In another year or two, I won't be able to control him!"
Ling Weizi smiled, then suddenly frowned and looked down: "Long Ruo, calm down—" (To be continued)