A troop transport ship rumbled across the sky. The floating array on the bottom of the ship shone with dazzling white light. Hundreds of thousands of people were overwhelming all around the troop transport ship, like boundless thunderclouds, pressing darkly toward the west. Although there was no strict and orderly formation, the momentum of hundreds of thousands of people moving together was undoubtedly thrilling enough.
Wen Yue Canghai's white beard was flying, and the golden general's emblem representing the golden general on his chest was flashing in the sun. Next to him was a female cultivator who looked to be in her twenties. In this magnificent scene, she seemed like a The solitary orchid is as peaceful as a human being. If Chu Jun were here, he would definitely recognize this female cultivator as the woman who sold peach blossom hairpins that day.
There were five people standing behind Wen Yuecanghai and the female cultivator. They were Liu Zhen, Cheng Liben and other five cabinet elders. The five elders were originally sent by Zhang Yan to monitor Wen Yuecanghai, but at this time, the five people looked very ugly. And there was a person standing behind him to support him.
"As I expected, Ding Qing is determined not to hold on!" Wen Yue Canghai said calmly.
A flash of sarcasm flashed in the eyes of the female cultivator next to her, and she sneered: "Nine-door formation? It seems that Ding Qing really doesn't have the confidence to put up such a conservative formation, huh!"
As soon as this woman spoke, her calm and elegant temperament was suddenly wiped away.
Liu Zhen said angrily in a deep voice: "Wen Yue Canghai, this elder knows that you are eager for revenge, but you held us hostage and sent troops to attack. Our Immortal Cultivator Guild will not let you go afterwards. If you offend our Immortal Cultivator Guild, even if you are eight King Huang can’t save your Wenyue family!”
"If you don't want to die, just shut up!" The female cultivator turned back and said coldly.
The expressions of Liu Zhen and others changed, and they immediately stopped talking. They were all plotted by Wen Yue Canghai, and they were all poisoned by the golden poison that corrodes the veins. Now they are like meat on the table - at the mercy of others.
Wen Yue Canghai said calmly: "Do you think that after this battle, the Immortal Cultivator Guild still has the strength to challenge the Eight Desolate Kings?"
Liu Zhen and other five cabinet elders could not help but gasp. Wen Yue Canghai was right. After this decisive battle, whether Ding Qing wins or Wen Yue Canghai wins, the Immortal Cultivator Guild will be severely weakened and will never recover from the fall. If you are reduced to a level worse than an ordinary sect, what ability do you have to challenge the Eight Desolate Kings
"Wen Yue Canghai, it turns out... It turns out that the Bahuang King sent you here?" Cheng Li's face was pale, and the expressions of the other four people also changed drastically. They always thought that Wen Yue Canghai came to help Zhang Yan without telling the Bahuang King to avenge his son. , now it seems that the Bahuang King deliberately asked him to consume the strength of the Immortal Cultivator Guild. Zhang Yan was a little worried about this at first, so he sent them to monitor Wen Yue Canghai. Who knew that Wen Yue Canghai was so insidious? Unknowingly, they were given the golden poison that corrodes their veins.
Wen Yue Canghai sneered: "Chu Jun killed my son, I will never let him go, but I am not his opponent, so I have to borrow the power of your Immortal Cultivator Guild. The Eight Desolate Kings did not send me. , but I think the result is what he wants to see!”
"Haha, 400,000 people versus 300,000 people. The scene is so magnificent and intense. Die'er, how many people do you think can survive after this battle?" Wen Yue Canghai laughed a little crazily.
The female cultivator next to her said calmly: "Ding Qing set up a nine-door formation just to hold on. It seems that she doesn't want to confront us head-on. Unfortunately, she has the advantage of the geographical location, but we have taken the initiative. Four hundred thousand people will not be afraid of it." We will fight to the death. If the prediction is correct, our casualties will be larger, but we are better in numbers. The final victory will be ours, and the number of survivors will not exceed 100,000!"
Cheng Liben and others felt like they were falling into an ice cellar. They finally understood what it meant to lead a wolf into the house. Four hundred thousand guild cultivators faced off against three hundred thousand guild cultivators. The people who died in the end were all members of the Immortal Cultivator Guild. After these battles, the Immortal Cultivator Guild might even fall apart. Even if it can barely survive, it will eventually be annexed by the Eight Desolate Kings.
"Wen Yue Canghai, you're crazy. Although you are the commander-in-chief of the Third Formation, you can't even think about launching it without our consent!" Liu Zhen said angrily.
Wen Yue Canghai said calmly: "This is also the reason why I didn't kill you immediately. You are all standing behind me obediently. Everyone naturally thinks that the orders I issued are all with your consent!"
Cheng Liben and others all had earth-colored faces. They were poisoned by the golden poison that corrodes the veins. It was difficult for them to even move, let alone resist. Moreover, the cultivators standing behind them were all Wen Yue Cangyue's confidants.
At this time, hundreds of thousands of people who were blocking out the sun had already arrived in the sky ten miles away from Ding Qing's camp. Various flying mounts were flapping their wings non-stop, and the strong winds stirred up turned up the grass on the plain. There were huge waves, which caused the spiritual beasts hidden in the grass to run away in fear and wailing.
Ding Qing's camp was arranged in the shape of nine theatrical teeth, as if nine doors had been opened. All kinds of magic weapons and restrictions shone with a frightening light, just like nine ghost gates opened, waiting for people to come and die.
Ding Qing, Tao Fei, and a group of elders stood in the void of the Chinese army camp. Meng Chang and other three masters of the God Refining Stage were guarding Ding Qing, but their faces were extremely ugly. Although they were masters of the God Refining Stage, they still felt chills in their hearts when they looked at the 400,000-strong army opposite, which was so dark that they couldn't see beyond. If it weren't for the restraints of Chu Jun's Soul Transformation Curse, they would have turned around and fled, facing dozens of people. In a battle with tens of thousands of troops, no matter how powerful one's personal cultivation is, he can only escape.
Ding Qing's tight black clothes wrapped her plump body. She stared calmly at the troop ship opposite. She saw Wen Yue Canghai on the ship and the female cultivator next to Wen Yue Canghai. She said to herself lightly: "Teacher, It really is you, and in that case, let’s see who is better, the master, or the disciple!”
Tao Feifei was dressed in battle armor and looked heroic. She held her two pink fists tightly. This would be the first battle in her life in which the number of people exceeded 500,000. She was both nervous and excited, and her pretty face was as bright as a peach blossom. The two charming peach blossom eyes were full of fighting spirit.
Ding Qing suddenly flew into the air and flew towards the front of the battle formation, shouting loudly: "Teacher, do you dare to come forward and meet me!"
The female cultivator on the bow of the troop transport snorted coldly and took the lead to fly into the air. Wen Yue Canghai followed suit and said in a deep voice: "Why not!"
In a battle between two formations, the coach is the soul of the entire army. If the army does not dare to respond to the opponent's provocation before the formation, it will undoubtedly damage morale. Therefore, Wen Yue Canghai stepped forward decisively. He believed that Ding Qing would not attack him.
Wen Yue Canghai and the female cultivator flew to a place thirty meters away from Ding Qing and stood in the sky.
"Ding Qing, what else do you have to say?" Wen Yue Canghai said in a deep voice.
Ding Qing sighed and said: "Teacher, it is indeed you!"
"Hmph!" Wen Yue Canghai said coldly: "That thief Chu Jun killed my son. I will never let him go. I have warned you a long time ago not to get involved with him. The reason why we are here today is because of you. It’s your own fault!”
Ding Qing frowned and said, "Teacher, I advised you back then, but you didn't listen. You are also responsible for the reason why Wen Yuebin was killed by Brother Jun!"
"Fart, Ding Qing, how can we teach our son without you trembling? You can't even get married, so how can you understand our feelings as parents!" The female cultivator said sternly: "The man named Chu killed my son, and I, Hu Die, will If his family is buried with him, everyone related to him will die, including you, Ding Qing!"
Ding Qing raised her eyebrows, with a hint of anger on her face, and said coldly: "Hu Die, you are still so extreme!"
Hu Die sneered twice: "How can I be so extreme? If you are willing to hand over that thief Chu Jun today, maybe I will save you from losing too embarrassingly for the sake of my friends!"
Ding Qing's pretty face turned cold and she said calmly: "Absolutely impossible!"
"I heard that you have an affair with that Chu Jun. It seems that the rumors are true. It's a pity. Ding Qing, you have forgotten that you are a born red luan evil spirit. Men who are close to you will die a good death, and this Chu Jun is no exception. , he has been poisoned by the golden poison that corrodes the veins. There is no way to cure this poison except a unique antidote. Haha, Chu Jun is already a living dead now. I’m afraid he can’t even get an erection. I just won’t kill him. He, you can only remain a widow for the rest of your life!" Hu Die laughed.
Ding Qing's eyes turned cold. She was completely angry and said coldly: "Hu Die, I didn't expect you to be so vicious, but it's a pity that your schadenfreude will be in vain!"
Hu Die's expression changed and she said sternly: "What do you mean? Could it be that Chu Jun's thief's vein-corroding gold poison has been cured? This is absolutely impossible!"
She knew how powerful the vein corroding gold poison was, and she had taken great risks to get a bottle. She absolutely did not believe that anyone else in the world could undo it except that person.
Ding Qing did not answer her, because Brother Jun was probably already on Junshan Mountain, and he must not leak any information that was detrimental to him.
"Teacher, this is the last time I call you teacher!" Ding Qing said calmly: "Actually, I don't want to run into you. After all, you are my teacher. Of course, I am not afraid of you. In my life, Ding Qing, There’s no such thing as fear. Since you want to help your son avenge you, then tell me what’s going on. Brother Jun’s business is my business. If you have anything, come to me!”
Wen Yue Canghai laughed angrily and said repeatedly: "Very good, very good... Yes, I will weigh your weight today to see how much you have learned as a teacher and whether you can bear it!"
Ding Qing didn't say anything more, but turned around and flew away!
"Ding Qing, you are a mere silver warrior general and I don't think much of you, but you are the only female silver warrior general in Jiuzhou Continent. Damn, if I hadn't retired back then, it would have been your turn!" Hu Die shouted loudly scoffed.
"I'm different from you. Your ability is in your mouth, but mine is in your hands!" Ding Qing's cold voice came.
Hu Die couldn't help but sneered and said loudly: "Then I will teach you a lesson with my hands, Ding Qing, you are inferior to me both with your mouth and with your hands!" After saying this, he clenched his fists angrily, turned to Wen Yue Canghai and said: "The left army is under my command!"