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In the memory of the Golden King, the name Yin Xuan was stored in a very remote corner, almost no different from dust.
If it wasn't for Yin Xuan's title of true disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, the Golden King would never have remembered such trivial matters.
However, the so-called being famous is not as good as meeting, and when meeting the Golden King this time, he found that his understanding of Yin Xuan actually had a lot of deviation.
"Is the smell of this fallen fairy's running dog deliberately provoking me?"
Yin Xuan said: "Don't dare, it's just that... the status of a fallen immortal running dog is more beneficial to us at present."
The Golden King tilted his head slightly, indicating that he was still listening.
Yin Xuan then said: "My team and I are the foreshadowing that Wang Lu planted fifteen years ago, so that one day when the frontal battlefield is really invincible, we can disguise ourselves and open up the situation behind the enemy's back. It seems that it is just an insignificant step, but we have worked hard to prepare for it for fifteen years, so far, all the preparations have been perfect."
The Golden King was still silent, his blood-colored eyes swept over Yin Xuan, and then he realized that the true biography of the Spirit Sword Sect was indeed true. From top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, this person was completely full of fallen immortals The smell of running dogs is like a meat slave who has been trained for 10,000 years, pure and free of any foreign matter.
"As a dog, you are quite competent."
Yin Xuan said: "In fact, we are entrusted in the name of a fallen fairy, and we can have this perfect disguise in his name."
"Cang Lan?" After the Golden King came to Kyushu, he still did a lot of homework. He thought for a while, "Cang Lan has been trapped in Kyushu for a long time. Don't you use his name to cast yourself into a trap?"
Yin Xuan said: "We are only borrowing Cang Lan's power, and then borrowing the name of other people. I don't know if you remember that half a month ago, when the Sky Scar in Yunzhou opened, three immortals came to this world?"
Aya added: "I led the crowd to fight with him. Later, Jill, you detonated the Golden City and blew up the two-world passage and the reverse world dragon pillar. The three immortals fled in all directions when they saw that there was nothing they could do. We only captured one of them in the end." .”
The Golden King said: "The other two, did you let go on purpose?"
"Yes, during the past half month, True Monarch Hetu has been? Immortal Execution Sword Formation firmly suppressed those two people, but he didn't say anything to the outside world. Except for a few people, everyone thought that the two immortals were still alive. It is lurking in the mainland of Kyushu, waiting for the opening of the passage between the two worlds next time."
"Hahaha, the whims of the bastards are a little bit interesting." The Golden King laughed, and then said, "You plan to use their name and pretend to be their lackeys that were polluted and transformed in Kyushu to approach the Reversing Realm Dragon Pillar? Okay, Since you guys want to die, so what if I give you a hand?"
Aya said: "We need you to launch a feint attack on Tiannan Prefecture... The people at Junhuang Mountain have already made a feint attack plan."
The Golden King took over the plan, his bloody eyes glanced over and his expression changed slightly: "Is this a feint?"
At this time, True Monarch Hetu's voice came: "For most of the participants, this is not a feint, but a decisive battle where everything is bet. If not, we are not sure to hide it from the eyes and ears of the immortals. If you want to lie to your opponent, you must first lie to yourself.”
"And everything you did was just to welcome that guy back?" The Golden King said with a smile, "Are you crazy? Putting all your hopes on a half-dead person? If you are all dead, will Wang Lu come back? Is he able to turn the tide? If he really has that ability, he won't be trapped in the passage between the two realms by a small fallen fairy design!"
Aya said: "Jill, don't you trust him until now?"
"If I didn't believe in Wang Lu, I wouldn't have come with you at the beginning!" The Golden King snorted coldly, "But my trust is never unconditional. No one's trust is unconditional. You trust Wang Lu alone, and always There must be a plausible reason. Hetu, what is hidden at the bottom of your Kyushu map, now is the time to tell it!"
True Monarch Hetu was silent for a long time before he transmitted his voice again: "Yes, at the bottom of Kyushu Map, there is a great immortal technique that can turn the world around. The analysis and transformation of countless monks for thousands of years finally took shape with the help of the earth immortals. It can be said that it is the condensed essence of the entire Kyushu continent. Then, only Wang Lu can fully induce this fairy art, so we He must."
"This kind of fairy art that must be done by someone is ridiculous..." The Golden King was extremely disapproving, "However, this is not the time to make jokes, what are you going to do?"
Hearing the last sentence, Aya, Hetu, Yin Xuan...all heaved a sigh of relief, but immediately after, a deeper sorrow surfaced.
Because the Golden King did ask a good question: Feinting from the front, and then outsmarting from behind, it is indeed simple and clear to say, but... how to do it
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"Are you sure? Really want to fight?"
On Junhuang Mountain, the general in white couldn't wait to question the messenger.
"Yes, three days later, the League of Ten Thousand Immortals will launch a decisive battle in Tiannan Prefecture, uprooting the fallen immortals' largest stronghold in Kyushu. Once the Dragon Pillar against the Realm in Yunzhou is destroyed and the passage between the two realms is closed, they It’s hard to open a new one inside…”
"That's enough, just tell me the exact time and place." The white-clothed general's eyes were bloodshot, looking extremely frightening, "I don't need to listen to your nonsense, we just need to avenge Kuqin! "
The envoy who sent the letter looked at this general Shenwei who was temporarily acting as the head of the Emperor Mountain after Kuqin's death, and he couldn't see the breath of a living person in his eyes. The intensity of this person's will to die is simply appalling.
Turning his head and looking down the mountain, he saw a group of monks from Junhuang Mountain lined up in a neat square formation, and they were already ready to go. They were the new red guard army formed by the veterans of the red guard army and absorbed a large number of substitute forces. It is still a uniform cultivation of the gods, and it has also experienced extremely rigorous trials, and its strength is not inferior to that of the old army. These monks wore shiny armor, with pure white burqas on the outside, and black scarves tied on their right arms, and a deadly and chilling atmosphere permeated the entire Junhuang Mountain.
As the saying goes, mourning soldiers must win, but this number one army in the Kyushu mainland has completely degenerated into a mourning soldier, fighting must win, attack must take!
But the messenger only felt a deeper melancholy in his heart.
Zhenjun Kuqin's prestige in the army is really speechless. In fact, most of the members of the Red Guard Army are not the old team of Junhuangshan, but recruited from other sects. φAnd after Kuqin's training, he became a more loyal subordinate than the soldiers of Junhuangshan. Now he is willing to sacrifice everything to avenge Kuqin.
This is an army that is doomed to go and never return. When formulating the battle plan, they have clearly marked their fate. And they seem to have accepted their fate long ago.
"Understood, I wish you... prosperous martial arts."
The messenger Huayun nodded to General Shenwei, but her eyes were already slightly red.
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"Big battle? Are you crazy?"
In the Kunlun fairy mountain, true kings rise up day by day.
"When marching and fighting, we must have the right time, place and people. Which one do we have now, dare to fight the fallen immortal? If we are not careful in this battle, we will lose everything! And what is the reason for such a huge risk? ?”
Daoist Fengyin, who was the messenger, did not answer this question directly, but asked instead.
"Kunlun Xianshan is unwilling to participate?"
Zhuri Zhenjun said: "Kunlun... is the sect that is closest to the origin of immortality in Kyushu today. It can be traced back to the prehistoric period. Kunlun Xianshan almost means the history of cultivating immortals in Kyushu, and history cannot be cut off.
Zhenjun Fengyin smiled helplessly and shook his head. He was not surprised by this result. Zhenjun Zhuri is indeed such a person, and Kunlun Xianshan does have such a culture in his bones.
"In short, are you planning to protect yourself wisely?"
"There must be someone who chooses to be wise and safe." Zhuri Zhenjun looked at Feng Yin without showing weakness, "There must be someone who leaves a spark of hope for Kyushu, even if it is only the tiniest trace. This is the way of survival in Kunlun Xianshan for countless years! "
"Asshole!"
The next moment, a gust of thunder and wind blew up on the Kunlun Immortal Mountain, and an old man with a rickety figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhu Ri.
When Zhenjun Zhuri saw this person, his pupils shrank violently involuntarily.
"Antarctic fairy?"
"Zi Ri, you just said that the way of survival in Kunlun Immortal Mountain is to linger on and protect yourself wisely? I don't remember teaching you such stupid words back then!"
The next moment, the old man with a lifespan of nearly 5,000 years suddenly swelled up and turned into a burly giant. With a single palm, he would knock down the mountaintop and fall into the deep valley day by day.
"The longevity of Kunlun Xianshan is definitely not for survival! Do you still remember what the ancestors of Kunlun Xianshan once said? Kunlun must always represent the fundamental interests of the monks in Kyushu! This sentence was later interpreted richly, creating It has been a theoretical classic for generations! Remember to me, our Kunlun Xianshan, as the ancestor of all immortals, has always stood at the forefront to protect our juniors!"
In the valley, the Antarctic Fairy roared for a long time.
"I see."
In Zhenjun Zhuri's voice, he couldn't hide his tiredness.
And Fengyin Zhenjun gave a long bow to the Antarctic fairy.
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"What? Are you going to form a delegation to the Tiannan State's collapsed field? Do you want to participate? Are you kidding me? Do you need to ask this kind of question? Of course! Any qualified Wanfa disciple will definitely not miss this academic feast!"
"But the risks of this trip..."
"Why are you doing research because you're afraid of the risks! Come on, stop talking nonsense, we're going to prepare the inspection equipment, do you want to have lunch here? If you don't need it, I won't give it away."
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