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The world is unpredictable, like chess games. Haotian took the order to go to Xiniu Hezhou, but there was another dispute.
In the realm of Da Luo Jue Xian, his magic power has skyrocketed, which is completely different from before. In just half a day, he arrived at Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain.
At this moment, the atmosphere in Wuzhuang Temple is quite tense, and it is obviously divided into two parts. The monks of the Dragon and Phoenix tribes stood on one side, while the monks of the Holy Land were on the opposite side. The two sides were arguing endlessly. The neutral Kunlun Sanqing, Zhen Yuanzi and others are trying to break up the fight.
Haotian descended, the majestic power of law pressed down, and the monks on both sides fell silent.
"Everyone who has entered the temple is a pillar of the coalition. You all want to make the demonic monks laugh!" Haotian walked forward slowly, and the monks from both sides unconsciously made way for a passage.
Haotian has a special status and powerful strength. Even an ordinary quasi-sage would have to give him a bit of a thumbs-down, let alone a coalition general. Stories of intercepting and killing Xiao Lin and fighting against Luo Hu's clone have long been spread, and Haotian's status in the minds of the coalition monks is ridiculously high.
"Since we are a member of the Alliance, the three of us are hiding in the dark to watch jokes. How can we be wise?" Haotian casually looked around at the void, frowned, and said loudly.
Before Haotian finished speaking, a deep voice came from the void, "The Taoist has good eyesight, but the poor Taoist admires it!".
Immediately afterwards, ripples appeared in the space, and three figures suddenly appeared, two men and one woman.
Both men have the appearance of old men, with immortal demeanor and fluttering clothes, they are like masters. The beauty of that woman was like a rose, passionate, like a peony, majestic, but also like a cold plum, delicate and delicate. All kinds of temperaments were integrated into one body, completely natural.
"How can we get involved in the disputes between the younger generations. Now that fellow Taoists are here, the overall situation can be decided!" The great elder of the Dragon Clan looked to the west, and his fighting spirit disappeared in a flash.
"Brother Taoist, don't be anxious. As the saying goes, you must first settle the internal affairs when fighting foreign affairs. It's not too late to resolve the dispute here before sending troops to the west." As he spoke, Haotian led everyone into the meeting hall and sat down in rows.
"Fellow Taoist Zhenyuan, I wonder why everyone is making such a noise?" Haotian asked Zhen Yuanzi who was standing aside.
"So that fellow Taoists know that for hundreds of years we have implemented a merit point system. The more enemies you kill, the more points you get, and the higher the rewards you get. Over the years, the rewards received by fellow Taoists from the three tribes are far less than those from the two major holy places. So there was a dispute," Zhen Yuanzi explained.
Haotian nodded slightly, with some doubts on his eyebrows, and asked: "The more you work, the more you get, the less you work, the less you get. No matter how notarized it is, how can there be disputes?"
"The commander-in-chief doesn't know. The areas raided by casual cultivators are on the left and right wings. There are not many strong enemies, so it is easy to make achievements. However, our three tribes have to face the enemy head-on, which is several times more difficult." A dragon tribe with a bold temperament The elder stated the essential reason.
Most of the generals who attended the meeting were people who had been stationed in Wuzhuangguan for a long time. They witnessed the duel between Haotian and Xiao Lin first-hand, so they respectfully called Haotian the commander. The so-called commander is the first person in the army, who coordinates the overall strategy and commands the three armies. This shows that everyone respects and respects Haotian.
No one noticed that the eyes of the elders of the three clans had changed, with anger mixed with a trace of disdain.
"In this case, we will exchange each other from now on, and the sergeants of the three tribes will be responsible for raiding the left and right wings." Haotian pondered for a moment and said slowly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the elders of Daluo from Yaochi Holy Land and Penglai Holy Land voiced their objections.
"How can this be done? We can't make it easier for them!"
"With an army of one million from the three tribes, are we still afraid of the main force of demonic cultivators?"
"Absolutely not, I can't wait for 400,000 people, how can I face a million demon army?"
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After listening to these people's complaints quietly for a moment, Haotian shouted loudly: "That's enough! Five hundred thousand casual cultivators are led by me and are in the center. What objections do you have?"
The moment he spoke, the power of Daluo Juexian realm swept across the sky and overwhelmingly. Not to mention these ordinary generals, even the elders of the three clans felt the pressure.
The great elders of the three clans secretly looked at each other, their expressions of horror palpable.
Aware of Haotian's anger, everyone realized the terror of the person in front of them. No one among the hundreds of generals spoke out to object or agree. The entire hall was silent! At this moment, Haotian's prestige was fully displayed.
The next time is the time to divide the work and assign tasks. The great elders of the three tribes led the sergeants of the three tribes to take charge of the left and right wings. Haotian and Zhen Yuanzishuai's army faced the enemy head-on.
"Brother Dao, there are no less than a million soldiers stationed in the Demonic Army's camp. How can we resist?" Zhen Yuanzi was worried and expressed the thoughts of all the casual cultivator generals.
Haotian looked solemn and sighed: "Internal differences have emerged. If they are not stopped in time, the consequences will be disastrous. Now, I can only pray that the twelve fellow Taoists will come quickly."Hongyun's eyes lit up, "Brother Taoist, are you referring to the Twelve Ancestral Witches? However, as far as I know, their injuries are serious and they may not be able to recover for a while after returning to Buzhou Mountain."
Naturally, Haotian would not say anything about what happened in Pangu Palace. He just smiled mysteriously and asked about the situation of Taoist Sanqing. Back then, the Taoist Sanqing fought against Kars, and his soul was severely depleted. Fortunately, I was good at alchemy and had a large amount of healing holy medicine.
Under the dual effects of elixirs and mysterious skills, Sanqing Taoist basically returned to his peak. It's just that Taoist Zhunti and Taoist Jieyin have not yet woken up, and they may not be able to go to the battlefield in a short time.
Under the leadership of his disciple Du E Zhenren, Haotian came to the secret room where Taoist Zhunti and Taoist Jie Yin were healing. Before he entered the door, he smelled the fragrant aroma of medicine, and the ghost doctor pushed out the door with a tired look on his face.
"How is it?" Haotian asked.
The ghost doctor shook his head slightly and sighed: "My life is not in danger, but my soul is fundamentally injured. It will not take a day to recover."
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Released the power of the soul and carefully detected Taoist Zhunti and Taoist Jieyin. Haotian's face relaxed and said: "No problem, it will be enough in three days."
The ghost doctor opened his mouth slightly, with a look of disbelief on his face. If anyone else said this, the ghost doctor would definitely scold him. Following Haotian closely, the ghost doctor eagerly wanted to see Haotian's magical powers.
"I have checked just now. The two fellow Taoists just fell into a deep sleep because their souls were consumed by the drama. There is no problem with their souls at all. Just stay aside and watch what I do!"
After finishing speaking, Haotian gave a soft drink, made a hand seal, and a colorless halo imprisoned the entire secret room to prevent outsiders from disturbing him. Then he took out two Ling Yun Golden Pills and used magic power to dissolve them into two streams of pure Qi, which were then injected into the bodies of Zhunti and Jieyin Taoists.
Taoist Jie Yin and Taoist Zhunti have advanced realms, and their physical injuries have been repaired automatically during their sleep. Their sleep is just because their souls are suppressed in the space of the soul by the backlash. Injecting the Yunling Golden Pill into the body can increase the activity of the soul power, making the silent Yuanshen unwilling to be restrained and start to counterattack.
The Golden Pill of Yunling was far from enough. Haotian took a deep breath and asked for the power of nature from the vegetation in a radius of thousands of miles through the ground. The power of nature controls life and death. What is needed at this time is naturally the power of life.
The emerald green life energy was transmitted through Haotian, and flowed into the bodies of the two Zhunti people. What is the meaning of life? That is the pursuit of life. Yes, the power of life inspired the two Zhunti's desire for survival, and the power of the soul became more active.
At the same time, under the nourishment of a large amount of life force and elixir power, the severely consumed soul gradually recovered, and gradually began to suppress the counterattack force.
At a certain moment, Taoist Zhunti and Taoist Jieyin were all shocked, and their whole bodies burst into the sky, and they spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Thank you so much for your help, fellow Taoist. My two brothers are very grateful. I owe you a favor this time. I will never refuse you through fire and water if you are invited!" The two Taoists were greeted, bowed their heads, and solemnly thanked them.
"You two are in serious trouble. We still need your full help in this battle!" Immediately, Haotian explained the current situation to Zhunti and the two in detail.
After understanding the situation of the casual cultivators, the two of them were willing to help without saying a word. At the same time, deep down in his heart, he despised the monks of the three races.
It is really ridiculous that the three tribes claim to be the overlords of the ancient world, but they dare not face the enemy head-on. Of course, those who are interested can also see that this is a way for the three tribes to consume the strength of casual cultivators.
Three days later, the Wuzhuangguan army swore an oath and set off, with 1.5 million soldiers at the level of heavenly immortals and above advancing westward in a mighty manner.
On that day, dark clouds covered the sun, there was lightning and thunder, everything heralded the final decisive battle of the Chiming Tribulation.
The unusual movement of the coalition forces had already alarmed Xiao Lin. At this moment, there is no need to talk nonsense, fighting is the only option.
Looking from a distance, the skyline of Xiniu Hezhou is half filled with colorful auspicious lights and demonic energy, and half is dark demonic energy. Before the formal battle, the momentum of both sides began to compete in the void.
The void is turbulent because of this, and the space is creaking because of it. All the haze is the prelude to the storm.
The shouts of killing have already sounded from both wings. The monks of the three tribes fought with more and fewer, catching the demonic army by surprise. In just one encounter, they lost more than 10,000 soldiers.
The central battlefield was extremely quiet. Xiao Lin led many strong men and millions of troops to stand quietly, and his momentum alone put pressure on the army of casual cultivators.
However, Haotian stood in the void, with his hands behind his back and a slight smile on his face, looking at the millions of troops in front of him, fighting against millions of military souls with his own body. It seemed that in his eyes, all of this was just smoke and clouds of the past.
There is silence between heaven and earth! The arrogant figure in the sky stands tall against the sky and is exceptionally powerful.
Seeing this situation, Xiao Lin and others were heartbroken.??There was a sudden shock. Xiao Lin's eyes flashed with strange light, and his face became solemn.
Even with such a numerical advantage, they still cannot pose a real threat to Haotian in front of them.
Unfathomable! This is everyone's judgment about Haotian, including Xiao Lin.
"We haven't seen him for a hundred years. This guy's strength has grown by leaps and bounds. It's terrifying!" Xiao Lin clenched his fists, feeling nervous for the first time in the face of this lifelong enemy.
Ignoring everyone¡¯s looks, Haotian inspected the demon army below. They were really neat and orderly, but what they saw was: a mass of murderous intent, a river of iron horses fighting; thousands of colorful red flags and red banners. The dense copper fronts are like a row of crystal plates the size of a hundred horses; the facing carbines are like rows of thousands of thick and thin icy tails. The faintly painted corners are like the roar of a dragon coiling in the vast sea; the chirping of the bell is like the sound of strange animals in front of the eaves. The long bow spits out the moon, the short crossbow looks like a flying star; the brocade tents are like dense cloth, and the flag embroidery ribbons are like clouds.
"Xiao Lin is really a talented general, he is very good at running the army," Haotian thought to himself.
At this moment, Xiao Lin jumped up, brandished his knife and shouted, "Kill!"
"Kill!" The swarming sergeants are destined to form a war song, which may be cruel, tragic, or ruthless
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