The entire southern war, with the end of the sixth battlefield, everything seemed to calm down, but everyone clearly understood that this was the short silence before the storm.
The storm is coming!
And the final battle is about to come!
The location of this decisive battle, where to choose, different voices appeared among the monks in the Southern Territory, and some decided to choose the blood demon sect to set up an array in this place and fight the northern region. The advantage of this is that it saves more. For some time, after all, almost all the monks who can fight in the Southern Territory are near here.
There are also many people who believe that it is already where the third batch of northern monks landed, where they will fight to the death. In this way, the northern monks can avoid cholera in the southern land.
In the end, Pill Ghost, Old Ancestor Song, and Old Ancestor Jin Han unified their minds. For Southern Region, time is the most precious right now!
The decisive battle is set in the Blood Demon Sect, which is far away from the Tianhe Sea and not far from Motu. It is regarded as the border land of the Southern Region. Although a large area has been surrendered, as long as they do not perish for one day, the Northern Region will not be considered as occupying the Southern Region.
In this way, the monks in the North need time to hurry after landing from the edge of the Southern Territory, and once they come and go, it is equivalent to buying more time for the monks in the Southern Territory.
With the choice of the three, there are about 200,000 monks who can still fight in the Southern Territory at this moment, centered on the Blood Demon Sect, and surrounded them, forming one line of defense after another.
At the same time, the three of Dan Gui personally took action, fetched countless material treasures from various sects in the Southern Territory, and arranged a large array, a total of ten large arrays, surrounding the earth, forming a shocking coercion.
The atmosphere was very depressing, and every monk in the Southern Territory was rushing to heal his injuries and regain his energy, and the entire decisive battle was quiet.
This last battle determines the victory or defeat. If you win, the Southern Territory will usher in a long time of peace. After rest and rest, the blooming flowers will be more brilliant.
And once it fails...
The Southern Territory has since become the land of northern cultivation, the orthodox tradition is seized, the monks perish, the foundation disappears, and the North is completely ruled. After a few years... Maybe no one will remember the prosperity here.
This battle is everything!
Either live or die, without surrender.
A few days ago, Meng Hao returned to this place of decisive battle, stepped into the blood demon sect, and silently returned to his Shaozong Valley, where he silently sat in the place where Xu Qing was hugging, watching The sunrise and sunset were no longer double shadows, but only himself.
With white hair wagging and a blood gown dancing, Meng Hao raised his head when the wind blew.
His face was pale, that kind of white, without any bloody color, faintly ill-formed, and formed a sharp contrast with the red of his clothes, but his eyes were deep as if darkness had condensed and turned into gloomy light. .
He clearly walked there, but it gave people the feeling that blood and blood were overwhelming, as if there was a terrifying power of blood and blood in his body, and even more faintly, it seemed that there were countless sorrowful souls surrounding him. Countless, at least more than 100,000, spread out, roaring and shaking the sky.
It seemed that these people wanted to swallow and tear Meng Hao, but they didn't dare to be imprisoned around Meng Hao for eternal life and no reincarnation.
"Qing'er, you are fine now..." Meng Hao murmured, raising his head, and there was also a hint of loneliness in his cold eyes, which made him look as if his breath was about to die.
And the Shaozong Valley he was in was full of blood and mystery to outsiders. The fact that Meng Hao swallowed the cultivator's vitality and soul had long been spread, and most of the Southern Territory cultivators knew about it, and even saw it with their own eyes.
For Meng Hao, while they respected, they also had fear in their hearts.
The Southern Territory Army, the fifth day after setting up the formation here...
At the edge of the Southern Territory, close to the Tianhe Sea, the sea roared and set off huge waves, as if it was about to wash into the Southern Territory, submerging the Southern Territory. On this sea, the Huaqiao on the other bank exudes a shocking light, and it seems that the teleportation array is constantly flashing.
Slowly, one figure after another appeared, and in the end, the figures were densely packed and boundless.
The Huaqiao on the other side shook, and there were two mountainous giants in the crowd in the distance, but they were obviously stronger than those in the second batch. They were wearing golden armor, and the place they passed was overwhelming.
Actually it is no longer comparable to Spirit Slayer, but just like asking!
Even in the early stage of the questioning, the huge body is still enough to crush monks of the same realm, especially the armor on their bodies and the big sword behind their backs, which look even more amazing.
In addition to these two giants, behind them, there was a deadly breath that turned into a green mist. Where the mist passed, pieces of dead sea beasts appeared on the surface of the sea.
In this mist, there are three ten thousand-year-old ghosts!
Every one of this old ghost is comparable to asking, walking in the mist, and sometimes screaming, causing the wind and clouds of all directions to move.
Except for them, there is an army of hundreds of thousands of monks in the north. On the flower bridge on the other side, there are densely packed, and people will take a breath after watching them.
The most eye-catching thing is at the end!
There was an iron jail about a hundred meters in size. It was pulled by countless iron chains and moved forward slowly. Inside the iron jail was a monkey with red eyes. The whole body of the monkey was densely covered by countless runes. He was breathing heavily in the cage. not moving at all.
At the forefront of the team, there were three people floating in the air with overwhelming aura, staring coldly at the Southern Territory Earth. The middle of these three people was an old man.
The old man has long red hair and a crimson complexion. He is wearing a white robe. It seems that there is inexplicable coercion on his body. There are even countless lightnings walking around him, forming a strip of... Real dragon!
Look carefully, it is not a real dragon, but a small tripod!
This tripod... If Meng Hao is here, he must be able to recognize it at a glance. It is very similar to his thunder tripod... except that a dragon surrounded by lightning is carved on it!
He was standing there, the radiating from his body was clearly asking the peak power, but it gave people the feeling that it was so similar to Meng Hao's pseudo-immortal puppet.
But when you look closely, it is different. He feels more ancient and vicissitudes of life.
It seems to be between the real fairy and the fake fairy.
This old man is the number one powerhouse in the North, the patriarch of the imperial clan.
The two people around him, a man and a woman, were both middle-aged. The man was feminine, with eyes of pill and phoenix, and his body seemed to follow the wind. But in his eyes, it seemed that there were two fairy gods sitting cross-legged. The same as chanting, the middle-aged man can see what is good at a glance.
The same is the pinnacle of asking questions, and the same is that there is a strange but different aura that resembles the pseudo-immortal on his body.
And that woman, not beautiful, had a black birthmark on her face, her complexion was distorted, her body was not beautiful, but slightly bloated.
But on her body, there was a little red snake wrapped around her neck, sometimes raising her head and spitting out the core, her eyes were cold. If you look closely, you can see that the little snake has no physical body, but its body is impressive. Countless remnants of souls are condensed.
They are the third army of monks in the North, and the last, and even the strongest!
Almost as they approached the edge of the southern region, three changhongs roared from the southern region, turning into three pinnacles of questioning in an instant. It was the three ancestors of the northern region who had been frightened by Meng Hao before and escaped.
The joining of the three people immediately made the third batch of Northland troops, asking the pinnacle, to become six people!
There are also two giants and three old ghosts. Such power is also the strongest power in the North.
The three came, did not speak, but each took out a jade slip, threw it out, and fell into the hands of the patriarch of the emperor clan and the two people around him. After looking at each other attentively, their expressions did not change, but there was a deep look in their eyes. .
"Meng Hao..."
"I have received the news from you before, and now it seems that Meng Hao... is indeed the biggest obstacle for me from the Northern Land to the Southern Land!"
"The clone asks the pinnacle, the deity can swallow the vitality of life and cultivate the soul..."
"He must be removed, as long as there is no such person on the battlefield, Southern Territory is at your fingertips!"
After the six people looked at each other, they immediately spoke to each other. After a while, their eyes flashed and they all looked at the emperor clan chief in the middle.
The old man, who was full of lightning, closed his eyes, and when he suddenly opened it after a while, he spoke for the first time with a hoarse voice and inexplicable coercion.
"For him, use clan weapons!"
As soon as his words came out, the other five nodded and stopped discussing the matter. After a while, the third group of troops from the North Land followed the Huaqiao on the other side and set foot on the land of the South!
As soon as they stepped onto the southern land, with so many monks in the north, the sky was darkened, as if a dark cloud formed, whizzing away in the sky.
The patriarch of the emperor, who was full of lightning, raised his head, his eyes seemed to be able to blast through the sky, he gave a cold snort, raised a finger with his right hand, and immediately a flash of lightning screamed away and went straight to the sky.
Void distorted, a translucent eyeball the size of a fist was immediately bombarded by the lightning in the sky, and it collapsed and exploded.
"The Southern Territory knows that I will wait for my arrival, drive with all my strength, and use the fastest speed to make a decisive battle in one fell swoop!" When the old man spoke, the monks from the north screamed to the sky, and everyone galloped towards the distance while whistling.
The sky and the earth are changing, the wind and clouds are rolling back, the earth is trembling, and the murderous opportunity is coming!
Outside the Blood Demon Sect, Old Ancestor Song's expression changed, and his closed eyes suddenly opened.
"coming!"
"The old man with lightning all over his body should be the patriarch of the emperor's clan, the number one powerhouse in the North. The cultivation level of this person is really amazing. He discovered my mind-breathing eyes."
"They will come in three days at the latest!"
The eyes of Pill Ghost and Jin Hanzong ancestor suddenly flashed. After looking at each other, there was a deep light in the depth of their eyes, pressing all their anxiety to the bottom of their hearts, and after taking a deep breath, the two stood up.
"The announcement goes on, the decisive battle begins!"