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Chapter Thirty-Eight: Thirty Miles, Two Worlds for Men Seeking Collection


Donghai Diaosu said with a smile: "The old man thinks that Mr.

Shangguan's idea is not impossible, but it is too much of a waste of time, according to what the old man sees, the divine artillery can be divided into two ways to attack the two wings of the watchtower, if they can capture the best, if they can't be attacked, they will have no time to deal with the front army that we rushed up, the front army is composed of two battalions of Vermilion Bird and Qinglong, of which the Vermilion Bird Battalion has ten Jindan monks, one hundred foundation building monks, four hundred Qi cultivation monks, a total of fifty squads.

The Qinglong Battalion is composed of 10 Jindan monks, 150 foundation building monks, and 500 Qi practicing monks, with a total of 60 squads.

We might as well let the Qinglong battalion attack the left and right flanks of Taibai Peak, and the Vermilion Bird Battalion will take the middle palace, go up along the watchtower that has just been destroyed, and take Taibai Peak in one fell swoop."

Jiang Baichuan had a flower-like smile on his face and said, "That's right, 10,000 years is too long, we only seize the day."

Pass my order, whoever is the first to stand on Taibai Peak will be rewarded with a hundred spirit stones.

If you can win this battle, each person will be rewarded with 100 spirit stones. ” The monk who was like a mountain and lurked in the vast jungle finally started, like a long sword that had long been sharpened, finally revealing its hideousness.

Three torrents of fireflies in the sky passed through the fireworks above the hills, flying towards Taibai Peak, and bursts of whistling sounds tearing through the air echoed above the hills.

These monks were all wearing white armor, a medium-sized armor that was moderately light and heavy, but not weak in defense.

During the flight, the armor collided with each other from time to time, making a piercing sound of gold and iron.

The roar of the nine Xuan Artillery shook Taibai Peak again, and the blue electric light shot from the watchtower accurately hit the Xuan Huo Bullet flying in the sky, and the recovery time of the two killing weapons was undoubtedly the key to determining the outcome of the battle.

The monks of Sitian Pavilion endured the Xuanhuo Bullets that flew by them from time to time, endured the uncomfortable heat, and endured the danger of being struck by lightning, and marched firmly towards Taibai Peak.

Taibai Peak, in front of the Purple Cloud Palace, Gu Siqin saw the dense team in the sky and the collapsed watchtower due west, and couldn't help frowning, there was an elite division led by Gu Jian in the northwest, which was naturally able to resist the opponent's attack.

On the front were the monks of the Heaven Survey Academy and the Sword Casting Hall, with the three hundred thunderbolts led by Ye Chuanyun, and the remaining fifty or sixty elites of the Heaven Patrol Pavilion.

And all the disciples stationed in the southwest are the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall and the disciples of the garrison who were temporarily put together because of this battle, although there are a large number, but the good and the bad are uneven, and they may not be able to withstand the opponent's attack.

Thinking of this, he whispered to Qin Luoshui: "Senior brother, the garrison may not be able to withstand the attack of the opponent's southwest road, you can retreat while fighting, and circle around Taibai Peak."

If the opponent does not pursue, then you will go up to harass, if they chase, use the watchtowers around them to consume their combat power, do not resist. ” Qin Luoshui was originally the first seat of the Yan Auditorium, but because of the newly established garrison, no one could take this position, so he also served as the first seat of the garrison.

His handsome cheeks hesitated slightly: "If they ignore our harassment and attack the mountain directly, I am a little worried about whether that chess piece will be early."

Gu Siqin interrupted him and said, "As for the chess piece, I have other arrangements, so you can rest assured."

The situation is unclear now, and he can't tell how many backhands we have, so there is no chance of an accident.

Since it is a chess game that determines the outcome of the game, then the hidden must be deep, and how can it be used until the final battle?"

Although Qin Luoshui still had a hundred questions in his heart, seeing Gu Siqin's firm expression, he could only put the doubts aside, he bowed his hand and said goodbye, a cold light flashed, and disappeared on the top of the mountain.

Gu Jian's hand secreted fine beads of sweat due to nervousness, and he stared closely at the flying monk above his head, calculating the best time to attack in his heart.

Chang Siwei, one of the Seven Stars of the Heavenly Dome, couldn't help it a little, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, can we do it?"

” Gu Jian didn't speak, he raised three fingers, his eyes were still looking at the monks flying in the sky, and after a while, Gu Jian put away one finger, and at this time, the Qinglong Battalion had already flown over more than a dozen squads one after another.

There were thirty squads responsible for attacking the northwest, and the number of them was probably about ten.

Some of the squads consisted of Jindan monks, while others were led by monks from the later stages of the foundation building.

Seeing that five or six more monks flew by, the fingers on Gu Jian's hand fell again.

Chang Siwei swallowed hard, his heart beating violently, and the many monks behind him were as nervous and excited as he was.

Four years of sharpening a sword, the Sevenfold Tiangang Beidou Array spent four years studying every change, practicing every killing move, when they saw the red plum blossoms of Taibai Peak bloom and fall four times, when they gave up their personal cultivation to enter the realm, everyone present wanted to see how the results of the four years were, and whether this long-sealed sword could cut off the opponent's neck.

As Gu Jian's last finger fell, forty-nine cold rays of light burst out, like forty-nine sharp swords piercing the sky.

The seven monks of the Tianshu Star Rank pointed straight at Tiannan, swept past the rear wings of the Green Dragon Camp, and went straight to the head of the Green Dragon.

The seven monks of the Tianji Star Rank swept through Liuhe and scattered into the hinterland of the Qinglong camp, like a sharp sword piercing into the Qinglong's viscera, stirring Zhou Tian cold.

The monks of the Tianxuan Star Rank and the monks of the Tianquan Star Rank attacked the two sides of the Qinglong Camp separately, squeezing the strategic depth of both sides of the Qinglong Camp as much as possible, like two cutters, cutting off the wings of the Qinglong.

The monks of the two star positions of Yuheng and Kaiyang are like two maggots on tarsal bones, turning over the skin and flesh of the green dragon layer by layer, separating its flesh and bones, so that its head and tail cannot be cared for.

Finally, there are the monks who shake the light star position, they are in charge of the back of the hall, and they do not let go of a monk who escapes, in the eyes of Gu Jian, if anyone escapes from his hands, it will be his shame.

Blood flowers bloomed in the sky, it was the result of the Tiangang Beidou Array sweeping, the seven monks cooperated with each other seamlessly, like a delicate killing machine, lightly slashing through each other's throats, when that touch of amazement spread across the sky, they had already moved to another direction, turning to attack the next team.

Si Tiange's Qinglong Battalion, this ancient border army that had fought with the Cold Moon Kingdom for hundreds of years in the northern part of Xiliang, looked vulnerable under the tearing of the Tiangang Beidou Array, trembling, and groaning, as if an old man was heading towards his final death in the cold winter.

With every dive, every slash, some of the monks were mutilated, and the severed remains fell on that narrow strip of land, and the thirty miles wide mountain range seemed to be unable to withstand the dripping blood and the white bones of the forest, until many years later, the sky here remained grayish-white, and the wind that blew through it always carried a whimper, no matter how bright the sun was around.

What about the Jindan monks, a monk in the middle of the Jindan trembled and led the crippled subordinates, and quickly withdrew in the direction they came, and they were greeted by the monks who shook the light star, these monks who were like fierce gods formed a sprinting formation, and the seven long swords turned quickly in front of their chests, stirring up the cold air around them, and the first Jindan monk broke off and shouted, "Go" Seven flying swords condensed into one, and the white jade sword light illuminated the gray sky, as if to cut through the endless dark clouds in the sky.

The face of the Jindan monk of the Qinglong Camp reflected a huge flying sword that flickered with light, and there was a trace of despair in his heart, and before he could shout "Hide", he was dissected from it, and the moment his organs and blood were swept by the big sword, there was no water, and the gray-white internal organs fell one after another, and the surviving monks on the side were stunned, the fierceness of this battle exceeded their expectations.

They used to be the elite troops who had guarded the northern part of the Xiliang Kingdom for hundreds of years, they had defeated the attacks of the Cold Moon Kingdom several times, and they were the only Sitian Pavilion War Department to enter the Heavenly Dome Mountain Range with military merit and pride.

Gu Jian was like a proud star, shining with brilliant fireflies, lighting up the sky in the northwest.

His long sword was in the air, commanding the Tiangang Beidou Great Array, and maintaining an amazing tacit understanding with the seven ghosts floating in the sky, which was the result of his four years of painstaking training, day and night, and he did not allow any mistakes.

Gradually, the corners of his sharp mouth had a smile, and there were fewer and fewer monks in the Blue Dragon Camp in the sky, and there were more and more stumps on the ground.

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From time to time, the sky was accompanied by the sound of various magic weapons bursting, "This time the fight is too intense, go back and ask the sixth master uncle for some more top-grade flying swords to make up for the loss."

Gu Jian has already started to think about the next preparations.

Jiang Baichuan floated in mid-air, watching the battle in the sky from afar, he didn't care if the sky was dyed red, let alone how much combat power he lost, as long as he could take down the Heavenly Dome Sect as soon as possible, so that he would have combat merits and he would be able to realize his plan to win the heir.

Seeing the tragic battle situation in the northwest of Taibai Peak, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and he said unhappily: "Why is the Qinglong Battalion, which is responsible for attacking the northwest, so bad, that it makes people kill so badly.

Who are their opponents?"

Shangguan Luoyu arched his hand and said: "According to the secret whistle in front, it should be the Heaven Survey Courtyard in Xianzhou, and their formation should be the Tiangang Beidou Formation, and the monk led by them is called Gu Jian." ” Jiang Baichuan nodded, and said coldly: "Go, find someone to write down their formation changes, eat a trench and grow wise, this time you should pay the tuition, next time you will definitely not allow such a situation." ” Shangguan Luoyu arched his hand and replied, "Yes." ” Jiang Baichuan then asked, "Who is the person in charge of the Qinglong Camp?"

Shangguan Luoyu showed a rather reluctant expression on his face, and said: "It is Zhou Heyang and Chai Luochen in Jiuqing, but Your Highness, the Qinglong Battalion has always been rigorous in governing the army, and the drills are also extremely neat, in the eyes of the old minister, Zhou Heyang cannot be blamed for this defeat in the northwest." ” Jiang Baichuan's face was gloomy like water, and he said coldly: "The law of governing the army is nothing more than a clear distinction between rewards and punishments.

Don't blame him, don't you blame me?"

Shangguan Luoyu's face was flushed, and he said indignantly: "Don't dare." ” Jiang Baichuan snorted and ignored him Please share aa2705221: