Han Chaoyang and the other fifteen Nascent Soul cultivators still have the right to choose, while Han Zhangxiang and other Jindan cultivators do not have the right to choose. When harassing the demon clan's rear, the Nascent Soul cultivators are the main force and the Jindan cultivators are just assistants.
Han Zhangxiang got two Jinrong Pills and a Lihuo Golden Knife Talisman, which was pretty good.
"Okay, you have accepted the treasures. Qingshu, you can lead them on their way!"
Zhao Qiankun ordered.
"Yes, Master."
Jiang Qingshu agreed, waved his sleeves, and walked outside. Han Chaoyang and others hurriedly followed.
They came to a secluded green-tiled courtyard, inside which stood a teleportation array over three hundred feet in size, with runes flashing.
"We will be divided into three groups, each with twenty people, five Yuanying cultivators and fifteen Jindan cultivators. Fellow Daoist Han and Fellow Daoist Lin, each of you will lead a team."
Jiang Qingshu ordered.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, I have no objection to you letting Fairy Lin lead a team, but Fellow Daoist Han is not suitable to lead a team."
An old man in his fifties, dressed in a red robe, frowned and said, the old man in the red robe was as thin as a bamboo pole, his eyes were sunken, and he looked sick, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.
True Man Chihe, his aura is weaker than Han Chaoyang's.
"Fellow Daoist Han was a pioneer, charging ahead and killing a Yuanying-stage demon. He participated in many battles and killed many Yuanying-stage demons with Fellow Daoist Ling. How could he not be suitable to lead the team?"
Jiang Qingshu said with some displeasure.
"Fellow Daoist Han was born in Sanxian Island. Since Sanxian Island has also sent people, there is no need for Fellow Daoist Han to be the leader!"
True Man Chihe questioned that this long-distance attack on the demon clan’s stronghold was very dangerous. Han Chaoyang came from Sanxian Island and might not care about the lives of other cultivators. What if Han Chaoyang let others be cannon fodder
"The demons are our common enemy. Does your origin matter? Fellow Daoist Yang, you are a casual cultivator, but didn't you also participate in this war?"
Fairy Hanyue spoke for Han Chaoyang. Jiang Qingshu was Zhao Qiankun's disciple, so she naturally supported Jiang Qingshu.
"Let your strength speak for itself. Fellow Daoist Han has made many contributions. There is no problem for him to be the team leader."
Liang Zhange agreed and said that he also supported Jiang Qingshu.
A new official has three things to do when he takes office. Jiang Qingshu is the team leader. Naturally, other Nascent Soul cultivators would not offend Jiang Qingshu and bring trouble upon themselves.
Han Chaoyang snorted and said, "I am leading a team, and there are two Daoists assisting us. With the leadership of Daoist Jiang, nothing serious will happen."
There are many benefits to leading a team, which can increase the survival rate of Han Zhangxiang and Han Linsheng.
"Okay, Brother Yang, please join my team!"
Fairy Hanyue suggested.
True Man Chihe did not object and agreed.
Just like that, Jiang Qingshu divided the team into three groups, and sixty cultivators walked to the teleportation array together. Jiang Qingshu cast a spell, and the runes of the teleportation array suddenly lit up. A dazzling spiritual light shot up into the sky, submerging the figures of Han Chaoyang and others.
The spiritual light dissipated, and Han Chaoyang and others disappeared.
Han Zhangxiang felt dizzy and it took him a while to come to his senses.
They appeared in a cave about an acre in size. In the corner there was a pool of water over a hundred feet in size. On the top was a row of stalactites of varying lengths. From time to time, drops of water fell into the pool.
The stone wall is uneven, and some mysterious runes can be vaguely seen, emitting a subtle wave of prohibition.
Jiang Qingshu took out a palm-sized yellow battle flag and waved it gently. A ray of yellow light flew out and disappeared into a stone wall. The stone wall then emitted a dazzling yellow light and began to shake. A large amount of rubble rolled down from the stone wall.
A yellow light flashed, and a hole several meters in size suddenly appeared in front of them.
"Let's go! We need to rush to our destination to join up with the other two teams."
Jiang Qingshu waved his sleeves and strode out, and the others hurriedly followed.
"Stay with me, don't stray too far away from me."
Han Chaoyang sent a message to Han Zhangxiang and Han Linsheng with a serious expression.
Han Linsheng and Han Zhangxiang nodded in response.
After walking out of the cave, they appeared halfway up a steep mountain and could clearly see the entire island.
They are currently on a deserted island over a hundred miles in size. The spiritual energy on the island is weak, the mountains are undulating, and ancient trees are towering.
Jiang Qingshu raised his hand and a green light flew out. It turned out to be a flying boat shining with green light. The flying boat was more than ten feet long and about ten feet wide. There was a green flying crane engraved on the boat, and two small words "Green Crane". It was obviously a top-grade flying magic weapon.
"This place is still quite far from the gathering place, but it is still in our human territory. If we use my Green Crane Boat to travel faster, the speed will be faster."
Jiang Qingshu jumped onto the Qinghe Boat, and the others followed.
After everyone jumped onto the Green Crane Boat, Jiang Qingshu made a hand gesture and the green flying cranes on the surface of the Green Crane Boat seemed to come alive, flapping their wings continuously.
Cry!
A loud crane cry resounded through the sky, and the Green Crane Boat turned into a green light and broke through the air at an extremely fast speed.
Not long after, they disappeared into the horizon.
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Qingsong Island got its name from the large number of green pine trees planted on the island. It was originally an island controlled by the demon clan. The monks from Sanxian Island went out in large numbers to deal with the demon clan. After seizing Qingsong Island, they used it as a command center.
With Qingsong Island as the center, the seventy-two islands are all territories seized by Sanxian Island.
A magnificent green palace with flying eaves and brackets, with three small characters "Qingsong Palace" written on the plaque.
The palace gate of the main hall was open and the interior was luxuriously decorated.
Song Yan sat on the main seat, and more than forty monks stood beside her with respectful expressions.
"Master, I will definitely complete the task, please rest assured."
A nun dressed as a woman said respectfully. She was wearing a blue jacket with open collars on both sides, revealing a snow-white lotus-shaped bodice. A deep, snow-white ravine could be vaguely seen.
Sun Yaoyao, in the late Nascent Soul stage, is Song Yan’s eldest disciple.
The three major forces joined forces to deal with the demon clan. The demon clan lost a lot of territory and quickly fought back. The Three Immortal Islands received special attention from the demon clan and suffered heavy losses.
Song Yan sent someone to discuss with Zhao Qiankun and Li Zhixuan, planning to draw out elite troops to attack a demon tribe stronghold to relieve pressure and cooperate with the front battlefield at the same time.
The pressure on Sanxian Island was very great, and it could only mobilize forty cultivators, including ten Nascent Soul cultivators and thirty Core Forming cultivators.
"Be careful and don't be careless. As for which island to attack, you can decide based on the situation."
Song Yan warned with some concern, her expression solemn.
Sun Yaoyao is her eldest disciple. If the other Nascent Soul cultivators did not want to go, there would be no need for Sun Yaoyao to take the lead.
"Yes, disciple understands."
Sun Yaoyao agreed, waved her sleeves, and walked outside, and the others quickly followed.
Song Yan took out a pale golden magic disk, entered a magic formula, and ordered: "Give the order to immediately retake the island occupied by the monster tribe. We must teach the monster tribe a lesson."
"Yes, Senior Song."
A respectful male voice came from the golden disk.
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Water Monkey Island, Penglai Island’s command center on the front line.
A palace built of blue jade, with three large characters "Water Ape Palace" inscribed on the plaque.
Li Zhixuan sat on a jade chair that was shining with blue light, his eyes were majestic. More than sixty monks were standing in the hall, their expressions were solemn, as if something big was about to happen.
Tiansha Zhenren was also there. He was one of the high-ranking officials on Penglai Island, so naturally he participated in the battle.
A middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes stood in the front, next to Li Zhixuan. The middle-aged man had a messy beard like a spear, a broad back and strong waist, and muscular body. He had two small green axes on his waist.
Chen Xiong, Li Zhixuan's second disciple, is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. He is one of the few Nascent Soul physical cultivators in the outer sea. He has such tremendous strength that he can tear wolves, tigers and leopards apart with his bare hands.
"Xiong'er, you guys should be more careful. Consult with the leaders of the other two teams. Think twice before you act. Don't be impulsive."
Li Zhixuan ordered to send an elite force to go deep into the demon tribe's rear to cause trouble, so as to support the front battlefield.
"Disciple obeys your command."
Chen Xiong agreed readily.
Li Zhixuan gave Chen Xiong a few instructions and asked him to take his men away.
He took out a light blue shell with runes flashing on it. It was a magical weapon. He entered a spell and ordered, "Launch a counterattack immediately and recapture the seventy-two islands."
"Yes, Master."
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In the Dragon Palace under the sea, the demons are discussing countermeasures.
Jiao Yan sat on the main seat with a majestic look. A dozen men and women sat on both sides. Some of them had a single horn on their heads, some scales on their arms, or a pair of huge wings on their backs. They were obviously demons in the transformation period.
"Jiao Feng, hasn't Madam Feng arrived yet?"
Jiao Yan frowned and looked at a fat young man in a red shirt.
"I went to Bingfeng Island in person and informed Senior Feng. She said she would definitely come."
Jiao Feng said truthfully, his tone somewhat uncertain.
A loud phoenix cry was heard, and a white light suddenly flew in and landed in front of Jiao Yan.
The white light faded, revealing a beautiful middle-aged woman in a white moonlit dress. She had cloud-like hair with a slanting hairpin, and her long black hair hung down behind her head. She had a bare face and no makeup on. Her eyebrows and eyes were as picturesque as a painting, her skin was as white as sheep fat, her eyes were like autumn water, and her figure was graceful.
Feng Tianxue, the leader of the Bingfeng clan, is in the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.
The Jiaolong clan rules the seabed, the Ice Wind clan rules the sea surface, and the two clans join forces to fight against humans.
This time, the three major forces of the human race joined forces, and the demon race indeed suffered a great loss.
"Hey, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years. Madam Feng, have you advanced to the middle stage of the Spiritualization?"
Jiao Yan said with some surprise, his face full of envy.
He entered the Spirit Transformation Stage earlier than Feng Tianxue, but Feng Tianxue was already in the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Stage while he was still in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Stage.
"I took a trip to Zhongtian Continent and encountered a small opportunity."
Feng Tianxue's face was calm, as if she was talking about a trivial matter.
"A small opportunity? I've also been to Zhongtian Continent, but I didn't find any opportunities."
Jiao Yan said in an envious tone that opportunities are mysterious and it all depends on one's luck.
If you are unlucky, even if you stay in Zhongtian Continent until you die, you will not have any chance.
Luck itself is also a kind of strength. Who doesn't have the opportunity to cultivate to the Spiritual Transformation Stage? It's just a matter of the size of the opportunity.
"Let's talk business! Xuanyang Sect said that our demon clan stole their treasures, causing the demon clan to become rats crossing the street. If it weren't for this, I might not have come back."
Feng Tianxue sat down on the white jade chair next to Jiao Yan and spoke softly.
"Who knows? It's easy to find a pretext to accuse someone of something. No matter how powerful the Xuanyang Sect is, it is only the overlord of Xuanyang Star. Outside Xuanyang Star, the Xuanyang Sect's influence is not great. If they really want to kill us all, we can do the same as our fellow tribesmen on other immortal cultivation stars."
Jiao Yan looked disdainful. They also had a backer. It was human instinct to stick together for warmth. The demons would also stick together for warmth.