Chapter 355: Gathering

In an instant.

Clouds grew in the four wildernesses, and mist rose in the eight directions.

A wisp of magnificent purple smoke slowly rose from Chen Hang's fingertips, gradually ascending to the high sky, first like a ribbon, then later like a purple sea suspended in the air, filling the mountaintops in an instant. Light and shadow shone brilliantly, and the noise was deafening.

It reflected off the blood river beneath Chen Hang's feet, as if it wanted to dye the surrounding world in purple and red!

"Not good! Stop this person!"

Seeing such a scene.

The True Persons in the Huzhao camp were all shocked, knowing that they absolutely could not let Chen Hang continue to accumulate power.

They hurriedly shouted sternly, each using their own methods, and together they greeted Chen Hang.

For a time, rosy clouds flew and rainbows circled, and the shouting shook the earth.

The Qi moved like a flood dragon soaring into the sky, and the momentum was extremely terrifying!

And although the several Daoist lineage True Persons of Yuchen were also trying their best to block, they were ultimately greatly outnumbered, and in addition, after the fierce battle, their magic power had already been depleted by more than half, and they were already in a state of being strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

Although they had the heart, they lacked the strength.

It was still inevitable that most of the offensives broke through the battle circle and struck fiercely at Chen Hang, who was accumulating Qi, emitting bursts of ear-piercing shrieks!

At this time, the blood river beneath Chen Hang's feet circled, like a long snake coiling around his body, covering him in the center and blocking the vast majority of the offensives.

And the remaining ones, although they broke the red water and smashed the barrier in front of them.

But there were still Five-Qi Qiankun Circles hanging down clusters of smoke and clouds to protect him; in a moment of urgency, they couldn't do anything to him.

After a few breaths.

At this time, Chen Hang finally felt that the timing was sufficient.

He shouted coldly and urged the purple sea above his head to fully unfold.

Explosive sounds suddenly erupted between heaven and earth, and even the mountains and mounds beneath the clouds emitted trembling sounds, shaking people's eardrums until they were swollen!

More than ten clusters of Purple-Clear Qing Shen Lei flew out one after another from the purple sea, striking fiercely at the Huzhao disciples below, as if the sky were collapsing and the earth were sinking!

Under such thunder methods, some demon soldiers and warriors with shallow cultivation had already lost their minds, their feet trembling, unable to even muster the thought of fleeing, just standing stiffly in place, their minds a blank!

"..."

On the fire-wheel carriage.

Wan Youyue's pupils constricted, and he hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue to steady his mind.

He was just about to draw his bow and nock an arrow to shoot at the incoming divine thunder, when a thunderclap suddenly sounded in his ears.

The next instant, everyone on the carriage was blown to pieces without a sound, and even their Primordial Spirits were unable to escape!

Only a half-crippled fire-wheel carriage swayed a few times in the clouds, then brought up a trail of grey smoke and fell straight to the dust.

Like a molten copper furnace exploding, debris splattered everywhere, and flames burned fiercely...

And at the same time that Wan Youyue and his group lost their lives.

Beneath the clouds, thunder also sounded everywhere, ashes drifted in clusters, and many people immediately died.

"My son!"

The old man in green robes looked at the scattered white bones still emitting grey smoke below, his pupils constricted, and a mournful cry came from his mouth.

Once the divine thunder was fired.

It was as fast as wind and lightning chasing each other, swift and incomparable!

Without a truly superior escape method, there was no way to dodge it; one could only rely on one's own strength to take it head-on!

Because of this reason.

Those True Persons in the Huzhao camp, although they had the heart to intercept, were helpless.

Furthermore, with Yuchen people hindering them on the side, they were unable to muster ten percent of their strength to respond.

And at this time, after the purple Qi thunder sea dissipated.

The two-sect battlefield beneath the clouds was already a mess.

Mountain rocks were shattered, grass and trees were flattened, and deep giant craters were shocking to the eye!

The Xiantian Xiantian Mo Zong troops, who had originally been in high spirits and sharp momentum, were all terrified upon seeing this.

They couldn't help but stop their escape light and cease their pursuit.

As for the far-off Shuo River.

Those large Xiantian Xiantian Mo Zong troops who had not yet flown across the river were also terrified.

They only breathed a long sigh of relief, rejoicing that they had not acted recklessly, and at least they were a step late; otherwise, the ones suffering the disaster just now would have been themselves.

In this instant.

The atmosphere in the field was somewhat subtle.

Unknowingly, it suddenly became a bit dull and oppressive.

"Even that Wan Youyue is dead; this time, it's a bit troublesome, and it won't be easy to explain to the people of the Upper Sect..."

The high-crowned youth's eyes shifted and fell onto the fire-wheel carriage that had already turned into a pile of scrap iron, his eyelids twitching repeatedly.

Chen Hang's divine thunder just now was not randomly blasted down, but deliberately targeted those Xiantian Xiantian Mo Zong people with potential.

After the macro-sounds stopped.

Those charred ashes and dust only made the high-crowned youth and other Huzhao Daoist lineage True Persons feel their scalps tingle, their hearts silent...

But at this time, they were not allowed to think too much.

Only hearing a clear whistle, a sword light suddenly rose in the air, piercing through heaven and earth in an instant, and disappeared from its original place!

With Chen Hang's movement, the Daoist lineage True Persons on the Yuchen side naturally followed suit, shouting loudly one after another, drumming up their remaining courage, and fought with the Huzhao people again.

For a time, the sounds of killing rose again, shaking the earth and startling the heavens.

As if a thousand drums were beating, rising and falling one after another!

Because the Huzhao camp had many people and had laid out their layout in advance.

With intent calculating the unintentional, they had caught Deng Yunji's troops off guard, and the losses were miserable.

By now, whether it was those Daoist lineage True Persons or the disciples beneath them, they were all exhausted and could not hold on for long.

And Chen Hang had come here alone after breaking out of the Huzhao encirclement, and on the way, he had also conveniently removed the Huzhao troops that had destroyed Deng Yunji's "Spiritual Treasure Altar."

Although he had the heart to kill a few and pick some from these Huzhao people to open the knife, he couldn't ignore the survival of the Daoist lineage people below.

He had to temporarily suppress his killing intent and entangle with them.

And with both sides having their own concerns.

This battle.

Naturally, it ended hastily.

At this time, seeing the Yuchen troops gradually retreating under Chen Hang's protection.

The Huzhao Daoist lineage True Persons were all disappointed in their hearts, only feeling that they had missed a piece of fat meat placed at their mouths, and fierce light flickered in their eyes.

But in the end, they were also afraid of Chen Hang's flying sword, so they had to suppress that little thought again.

Calmly speaking.

These Daoist lineage True Persons thought to themselves.

If they swarmed up together, although Chen Hang could take away a few of them with the sword in his palm.

But the Yuchen remnants behind Chen Hang would also be completely eaten, and it would be absolutely difficult for them to escape alive!

But this principle is easy to say.

But when truly fighting for life and death, no one would hope that they were the abandoned pawn left behind.

They always had to find ways to save their own lives...

And with hearts not united, the will to fight also collapsed, no longer returning to the generous and high-spirited state of the beginning.

Therefore, in terms of troop strength.

Although the current Huzhao camp was firmly in the upper hand.

But these Daoist lineage True Persons could only watch Chen Hang take the remnants away, not daring to take action to intercept.

"If Instructor Gu Yi were here, how would this kid be allowed to show off his might here!"

At this time, seeing the atmosphere was somewhat awkward, everyone around was silent.

A Five Yin Palace True Person dressed as a scholar gave a dry laugh, taking the initiative to break the silence, and said:

"Let him be proud for a moment this time; anyway, we have already swallowed most of Deng Yunji's troops and destroyed a 'Spiritual Treasure Altar,' which is not bad. Even if the ending is not very clean, it does not hinder the overall situation.

Such battle merits.

Even if passed to True Person Tao, it can be considered an explanation!"

As soon as he said this, it was as if the stalemate had been broken, and it immediately attracted the agreement of the people beside him.

A Cloth-Mist Sect True Person nodded repeatedly and said:

"Exactly, exactly! It's just that some tails were not cleaned up. Now Deng Yunji has already been hit by Instructor Gu Yi's secret hand; even if he is lucky enough not to die, he has no strength to go into battle again!

Having eliminated this great enemy and destroyed the "Spirit Treasure Altar" under his command, this battle is already without regrets.

It's just a pity that Instructor Gu Yi suddenly disappeared after severely wounding Deng Yunji, and I don't know the reason... Otherwise, with her in battle, what is Chen Hang worth!"

As the True Persons spoke one after another.

The atmosphere in the field gradually eased a lot, no longer as dull and oppressive as before.

But suddenly, the high-crowned youth glanced at the True Persons and sneered:

"Everyone, don't be happy too early! Hexuan, Wang Ji, Fei Rujun, and a Wan Youyue.

These outstanding disciples of the Huzhao Lower Academy are all dead, and not even a complete corpse can be obtained!

Clearly, before the war started, True Person Lan and True Person Zhan had specifically instructed us to take good care of them, especially that Wan Youyue, who must not be lost, but now..."

Reaching this point.

The high-crowned youth shook his head in low spirits and said:

"Instead of starting to claim credit and celebrate now, it's better to think about how to face the accountability of True Person Lan and True Person Zhan later.

These two are True Persons of the Huzhao Upper Sect, and their status is equal to Wang Sen and Deng Yunji of Yuchen.

If they have the heart to flare up and want to manipulate us, it's not a difficult thing!"

As soon as these words were spoken.

The expressions on the faces of the several Daoist lineage True Persons stiffened in an instant, and after looking at each other, they were speechless...

At the same time.

In the distant Zheng Zheng Xu Tian, Chen Hang, who was holding his sword, suddenly froze.

His eyes flashed with brilliance, he suddenly looked at a white cloud in the east, released a thread of sword intent from his body, and soared into the sky.

In an instant, the cloud layer above his head split open with a bang, revealing a long crack, clear and dazzling!

With his movement.

It naturally startled the Yuchen remnants behind him.

An old True Person from Spirit-Number Mountain looked in the direction of Chen Hang's gaze, and after pondering for a moment, he also understood.

"Condensed but not scattered, heavy but not turbid, good ability... But looking at this style, it doesn't look like Huzhao's people?"

The old Daoist from Spirit-Number Mountain looked at the white cloud in the distant sky, muttering to himself.

At the same time, he secretly gripped an iron ball in his sleeve, alert in his heart.

And not long after.

That white cloud seemed to know the severity as well.

Moving with the wind, it drifted away into the distance and did not stay long.

"Instructor Chen, I wonder what this person's intention is?"

In Deng Yunji's remnant unit, another Daoist lineage True Person from the Six-Ding Temple stepped forward, bowed, and asked respectfully.

"There is no turbid Qi in the clouds, just a wisp of faint demon Qi, not Huzhao's people."

Seeing the blue clouds go away, Chen Hang also withdrew his gaze and said lightly:

"Let's go. We are currently within the territory of the Wei-Yong Kingdom. Both Xiao Xiao Shixiong Yu and the Great True Person opposite are paying attention to the situation here and will absolutely not allow outsiders to intervene, so don't be too concerned.

When I arrived just now, Xiao Xiao Shixiong Deng Yunji's camp had already been breached, and even the 'Spiritual Treasure Altar' had been defiled.

Since that is the case, you all will temporarily return to my command and listen to my dispatch."

"Since the Instructor can mercifully accommodate us, how dare we not obey!"

The remaining few Daoist lineage True Persons looked at each other, their hearts couldn't help but relax, and they hurriedly saluted in agreement.

And as this remnant unit continued to retreat.

High in the Zheng Zheng Xu Tian.

That blue cloud that had drifted away also stopped slowly after swaying for a mile.

Immediately, a white-clothed man whose figure was illusory, as if gathered from mist, appeared from within.

"Such keen spiritual sense, worthy of being a high disciple of the Xuan Sect, and this formation before me..."

The white-clothed man first sighed at the direction Chen Hang left, then looked at the Wei-Yong land beneath his feet, and also secretly clicked his tongue.

In his field of vision, he only felt that this country was clearly divided into Yang-Clear and Yin-Turbid in the north and south, currently wrestling and fighting, which had already caused the celestial phenomena to change slightly.

The spiritual machine and earth veins were all chaotic, making people inevitably curious.

And such a formation.

Was only a few disciples of the two sects leading the Daoist lineages beneath them to slaughter each other.

As for the truly big figures between the two sects.

They didn't take the Wei-Yong Kingdom matter seriously at all and were too lazy to pay much attention to it.

The white-clothed man was visiting Dong Mi for the first time, although he had long heard of the illustrious reputation of the Eight Sects and Six Schools in the Xu-Du Heaven.

But seeing this formation with his own eyes today.

Peeking at the leopard through the tube.

He could roughly guess just how supreme the Eight Sects and Six Schools were!

This made him truly shocked in his heart, only secretly clicking his tongue...

"You all had better fight to the death in this Wei-Yong Kingdom and don't go wandering around the surrounding territory.

This incarnation of mine finally crossed the ocean with great difficulty and traveled all the way from Xi-Su to Dong Mi, just for that last remaining mansion of the Five-Old Temple.

You great sect disciples don't lack any superior classics, so show some mercy and don't come to snatch it; this old man will kowtow and burn incense for you!"

The white-clothed man sighed secretly and said.

And since he had already watched the Dharma fight between the disciples of the two sects and satisfied that little curiosity in his heart.

At this time, he couldn't stay here for long, turned his body, and turned back into a white cloud.

Calmly rising into the firmament, disappearing in an instant.

Banners were dense, and swords and halberds were intertwined.

Dharma talismans and restrictions were all opened, and killing formations were everywhere.

And the chilling sharp intent turned into rolling dragons, circling endlessly in the clouds, protecting the four directions, making people know at a glance that it was a solid camp and fortress that was absolutely difficult to breach!

And at this time, seeing the clouds in the distance part, revealing a large group of people, clearly the remnants of Deng Yunji returning.

Several escape lights also soared into the sky from the camp, not daring to be negligent, taking the initiative to welcome Chen Hang.

"When did those Huzhao people retreat?"

Chen Hang signaled to the several Daoist lineage True Persons under his command not to be overly polite, and asked.

"Not long after the Instructor broke out of the encirclement, those demon thieves must have known the camp was solid and couldn't chew this hard bone, so they didn't dare to shake it hard and retreated."

Among the Daoist lineage True Persons under Chen Hang's command, the leader was Chi Ying of Spirit-Number Mountain.

At this time, looking at the miserable state of Deng Yunji's remnants, there was also a trace of sorrow on his face, he sighed, and replied respectfully.

"Are there any messages from the other three units, like Xiao Xiao Shixiong Wang Sen's camp?"

Chen Hang asked again.

"Everything is fine. Although when True Person Deng Yunji sent troops to cross the river, Huzhao also sent people to raid the camp, making it difficult for us to divide troops to rescue.

But after all, the Xiantian Xiantian Mo Zong's troop strength was limited, and the people they sent out couldn't cause any big waves."

Chi Ying hurriedly responded.

Chen Hang nodded slightly upon hearing this, moved his sleeves, and took the lead in opening the restrictions, taking the cultivators into the camp.

And in the camp, numerous Daoist lineage disciples and warriors lay prostrate on both sides, bowing and saluting, their attitudes very respectful.

After entering the main military tent, Chen Hang sat in the main seat, ordered the boy to strike the golden bell, and summoned all the Immortal Dao True Persons to the tent to discuss matters.

He shook his head slightly, looked at the remaining three True Persons of Deng Yunji's unit, and finally sighed, saying:

"Since everyone is gathered, let's talk.

Chen is curious, why did Xiao Xiao Shixiong Deng Yunji take the risk to cross the river and take the initiative to attack the Huzhao Sect with the strength of one unit?"

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