At the same time, tens of worlds away from the Cloud World, Long Ying's eyes were half-opened in boredom.
In theory, although there was an uncrossable distance between them. If Long Ying was willing, he could observe everything in the surrounding 20 parallel spaces.
At this moment, the situation below Mysterious Cloud Spirit Mountain was in his eyes.
However, the situation of the 2 armies facing off was a little boring in his eyes. The only interesting thing was his disciple.
"… With 4 thousand Blood Cloud Cavalry defending, why didn't he just wipe out Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect? Why did he have to hide and wait for the Pinnacle Space Dome Formation to be activated? Is he planning to wipe out all the people from the Donglin Sects in Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect? This disciple of mine is truly sinister! "
"In terms of cunning, you as his Master aren't bad either. If it wasn't for Long Ying using your technique to cover up, Zong Shou's plans would have been known by that person from Lingyun Sect … "
A laugh suddenly rose up behind Long Ying. A figure then stepped out of the void and walked over. His body, voice, and appearance, it was Ao Kun.
"As expected, you are already at the Saint Realm!"
Long Ying turned his head, his eyes flashing as he exclaimed, "However, you actually grasped the Destruction Law. This time you really got a blessing in disguise. It seems like my disciple really gave you many benefits. "
"Zong Shou is indeed my savior!"
Ao Kun nodded his head. Although he was really grateful in his heart, he wouldn't show it on his face, "If it wasn't for him, even if I found the pellet, I would be a slave to others for the rest of my life. Now that I have formed the Dragon Pellet, I don't need to be controlled by him … "
"Scoff! I'm afraid he is involved. Cang Shengdao also interfered right? That Wei Xu is really cunning like a fox. Xi Zi has been magnanimous his life, so how did he accept such a cunning disciple? Anyways, I owe you a huge favor. Forget it! With you taking care of Shou 'er for me, I can be more at ease. In any case, the lifespan of the dragon race is very long! "
Long Ying snorted coldly, but didn't seem to want to talk about Cang Shengdao. He changed the topic and said, "Speaking of which, you came at the right time! Hide it here with me. When they can't take it anymore, go out and help me slaughter that bastard from the Mysterious Heaven Sect! "
Ao Kun raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Brother Long Ying, why are you so angry this time?"
"Why aren't you angry?"
Long Ying's face was as gloomy as water as he stared coldly into the distant void.
However, he could sense from afar that there were at least two other people from the Cloudsoaring sect who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
"Do you know that kid from the Cloudsoaring Sect has gathered two Saint Realm experts? There were as many as ten people in the God Realm. As for those below the Immortal Realm, I can't be bothered to estimate. I predicted that if Zong Shou is defeated, I will head to the Cloud World to save him. This time, they are not only targeting Zong Shou, but also me, Long Ying! Just like Xi Zi in the past. Hey! Since they want me to die, then how can I, Long Ying, not return the favor? "
Ao Kun laughed when he heard that. "Who knew that after a few thousand years, Ao Kun's horns would be ground down. Long Ying, your temper is still so fiery! "
Following which he paused, his voice was filled with killing intent that didn't dissipate. "However, the last sentence is not bad. Since he wants to die, then I have no choice. I, Ao Kun, haven't killed anyone in a long time … "
Long Ying instantly raised his head and laughed out loud. He was waiting for those words.
"That kid from the Cloudsoaring Sect thinks that he is invincible. If he saw you today, what kind of expression would he have? During the Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect battle, Lingyun Sect lost at least seventy percent of their strength. What would that fellow think? "
Thinking about how when he fought with that person, there would be a Saint Realm expert who grasped the Destruction Technique beside him. Long Ying felt really happy, his eyes squinting as he smiled into a line. Following which he had an idea, "Oh? They seem to have attacked? What is Zong Shou doing? The Blood Cloud Cavalry still didn't move. What can those Black Fox Cavalry and tens of thousands of normal cavalry do? Boring, boring! I really regret taking him in as a disciple, how unsatisfying! "
When Ao Kun heard that, his gaze pierced through the layers of space and looked into the distance.
Following which he smiled. At this moment, the four thousand two hundred Blood Cloud Cavalry were still stopped in the black mist.
However, within ten miles, each time an enemy died, a thread of vital energy would be absorbed and gathered into the black mist.
One could see that the armor of the Blood Cloud Cavalry was getting more and more eye-piercing, like there was fresh blood flowing on it.
Calculating the time, it was about to reach this ancient cavalry. Once again shocking the Cloud World …
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At this moment, the foot of Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect was rumbling like thunder. Hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers, armed to the teeth, were surrounding a small hill, constantly slaughtering their way through the enemy.
Both sides had been through hundreds of battles. At this moment, they were all silent. One could only hear the clashing of weapons, the clashing of iron armor and spears as well as the neighing of those mounts.
They didn't need to roar out to boost their courage, nor did they need to howl out to vent. They were all really firm, like they were just killing machines.
One side was the seventy thousand cavalry of Gantian Mountain. They were split into several groups. They continued to charge around the foot of the mountain, breaking the square formations that were suppressing over one by one.
Under the trampling of the horse hooves, there were no survivors!
The other side was the Thousand City Alliance, the millions of troops gathered here. One by one, the square formations moved forward in a straight line. They were like an indestructible iron wall as they moved forward.
Even if they knew that they couldn't block the charge of the iron cavalry, they still fought to the death and didn't retreat. Even if they were scattered, they wouldn't retreat in a panic. Instead, in an orderly manner, they retreated from the gaps of the square formations to the back, quickly reorganizing their formation.
Like a wave, endless and unending. Wave after wave, they slammed into the hill.
Every few breaths, millions of arrows would fly into the air. They fell over there, striking the spiritual light barrier that the Kongqi Sect and Seven Spirit Sect cultivators had raised up.
After each arrow rain, it would cause that layer of barrier to dim by a little. However, in just a moment, it would recover back to normal.
On the hill, beside Zong Shou, Zhao Yanran's brows furrowed, "We can only last for two more hours …"
"I know!"
Zong Shou nodded slightly and then looked opposite, "That side probably can't wait any longer."
A thousand feet behind him, a strong vengeful blood energy was slowly seeping out. The vital energy of the thousands of people started to charge out of the black mist.
Even a Heaven Artifact was unable to suppress it.
This caused Leidong and Jin Buhui to be filled with shock and doubt. Was it within the mist? What kind of Demon Path artifact was Zong Shou preparing? Absorbing the vital energy of the dead was really similar to a demon.
Zong Shou was so confident, looking at the people here, they didn't have any worry at all. What kind of thing was hidden in this fog?
Their hearts were filled with uneasiness, they really didn't want Zong Shou to walk on the evil path.
At this moment, on the high platform that Zong Shou was looking at, Yangfan's face was also really solemn as he stood up from his seat. Looking opposite, he was in deep thought.
He felt more and more uneasy, more and more nervous.
What was most shocking was the black mist. Every time someone died, the aura within the black mist would become stronger.
Before this, he didn't feel anything, but slowly, even he felt terrified.
"All of you Zongling cultivators, can any of you see clearly what is within the black mist?"
At this moment, apart from a few city lords, there were a few Grade-8 elders sitting around him. The reason he was here was to supervise this battle.
However, the moment he said that, the few of them frowned, their faces showing that they were in a tough spot.
"Can't do it? Scoff! They're all useless! "
Yangfan didn't care about what the elders of the various sects of Donglin were thinking. He took several steps forwards and came to the side of the railing.
Not long ago, when Seven Spirit Sect and Kongqi Sect rushed over, he already felt uneasy.
Now, for some reason, he was unable to suppress this feeling.
Thinking about it seriously, Yangfan clenched his fists, "Send my orders, the Dao soldiers of the various sects can appear! As for the rest of the soldiers, they all retreated! Four hundred and seventy thousand cavalry, smash them all together! I don't believe that we can't break this walnut … "
An old man in his seventies frowned, "However, based on my Zongling Sect Elder's orders, it is best if we use the troops to wear down his strength. Then we can use the power of lightning to break it? "
"Wear down? Wear down your head! "
Yangfan suddenly turned his head, his eyes were red, "Didn't you see the situation within the mist? Our plan is probably what Zong Shou wants! Speaking of strategy, am I, Yang Fan, better, or is Ling Weizi better? Since you all have entrusted this battle to me, then listen to my orders. If you are unhappy, you can ask Ling Weizi and I will speak to him! "
The expression of the old Daoist priest in his seventies changed slightly as anger appeared in his eyes. A moment later, for some reason, he calmed down, "Forget it! I will do as you say! "
Not long after he said that, the tens of square formations in front of them started to retreat like a flood.
The sixty thousand cavalry on Gantian Mountain's side didn't chase. After leaving, they returned to the mountain slope and formed up once more.
A moment later, groups of cavalry charged out from the formations on all sides.
Hundreds of thousands of cavalrymen swarmed over like a dense tide. The horse hooves were like thunder, their speed was neither fast nor slow.
What attracted the most attention was the cavalry army that suddenly appeared at the front of the formation, wearing different types of armor.
Although there were only twelve hundred of them, their aura suppressed the hundreds of thousands of people here. They first rode their horses forward slowly. When they were close to the mountain slope, they slowly increased their speed.
Although there were only a thousand of them, their aura was like that of a mountain collapsing and an ocean splitting.
At this moment, a laugh spread out from the horizon, "So that is the case, four hundred Cloud Dragon Iron Swordsmen, your Lingyun Sect is really willing to spend. Two hundred Qing Xuan Lightning Warriors. Two hundred Daoling Wind Warriors, it seems like the Monster King will definitely lose this battle. "
The person who spoke was the one who called himself the Demon Sect. At this moment, who knows how many people exclaimed in pity.
Even Leidong and Jin Buhui frowned. Exchanging glances with one another, their eyes were filled with helplessness.
As expected, they could only flee for their lives in this battle.
Zong Shou's brows rose, taking off the robe on his body. He was wearing a red armor, holding a blood-red halberd in his hand.
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