The green clouds were like a canopy, covering the sky and covering the sun.
The island was tens of millions of miles wide. The terrain was complicated. There were mountains, swamps, and rivers. To the Drought Turtle Tribe, the central plains were the most important.
The fertile plains fed a billion Drought Tortoise clansmen.
It was noon, the sun was high. The Drought Turtle Tribe's farmers were weeding the fields.
In the distance, azure clouds soared into the sky, blocking out the sun. The world was covered in a layer of green light.
As long as one was on Xuan Turtle Island, they would be able to witness this miraculous scene. The farmers of the Drought Turtle Tribe who were farming on the plain had never seen such a situation. They couldn't help but click their tongues in wonder.
Chief Gui Quan Yi was knowledgeable. He had seen this hundreds of years ago. Upon seeing this, his expression changed greatly, and he shouted in panic to the white-bearded old man beside him, "Not good, this is the Mystic Tortoise Formation. A strong enemy has come to the island. "
When the surrounding farmers heard this, they all looked at each other, not knowing how to react.
These Drought Turtles lived in the central plains. They farmed day and night. Most of them had never left the village. They hadn't even seen the sea. They couldn't understand the meaning of the Xuan Turtle Formation.
Gui Quan Yi shouted. He realized the white-bearded old man was weeding calmly. He didn't seem to care.
This calmness calmed him down. He looked at the confused people around him. He didn't know how to explain. He said helplessly, "Heavenly King and the generals are fighting the enemy. But, it should be none of our business …"
"Chief, how do you know the enemy is coming?"
"What is the Xuan Turtle Formation …"
"Heavenly King is invincible. He will kill the enemy and protect us."
The group of farmers, on the other hand, became interested and chatted non-stop around Gui Quanyi.
Gui Quan Yi smiled bitterly. He sighed. He hoped it was as easy as they said.
He whispered to the white-bearded old man, "Master Gui Quan, are you not going to take a look?"
This white-bearded old man was Demon Blade Gui Quan Village Chief. He was invincible on Xuan Turtle Island hundreds of years ago. But because of his low bloodline, he was not accepted by Heavenly King and the eight generals. He left Xuan Turtle Island in anger.
Back then, as someone from the same clan as the Turtle Spring Villager, he had witnessed the invincible power of the Demon Blade.
It was not until a few decades ago that Turtle Spring Muramasa returned to the Central Plains and became a farmer under his guarantee.
Gui Quan was loyal to the Heavenly King. Seeing that something seemed to have happened to Amethyst Mountain, he could not help but worry. He also hoped that Guiquan Muramasa could go and take a look.
Turtle Spring Villager said unhurriedly: "Since the Mystic Tortoise Formation is activated, Heavenly King can deal with these difficulties."
Gui Quan Villager made it sound simple, but Gui Quan Yi was still worried.
The Great Mystic Tortoise Array was a Kingdom Protecting Array. It was said that it used the earth veins of the Mystic Tortoise Island as its foundation to form an extremely powerful array.
The last time the Mystic Tortoise Formation was activated was three hundred years ago when a powerful demon with the blood of the Dragon Clan broke into Amethyst Mountain. That beast almost destroyed Amethyst Mountain.
Millions of people died in that battle. One of the Eight Great Generals was killed, and several others were seriously injured. It could be said to be extremely tragic.
Gui Quanyi was lucky enough to survive the battle, but his natal armor was shattered. That was why he ran to the central plains to become a small village chief.
Who would have thought that in his lifetime, he would be able to witness the activation of the formation once again. He wanted to help, but the formation was already activated. With his strength, he would only be courting death if he went over.
Gui Quanyi looked around at the farmers who were talking excitedly. He lowered his voice and said: "Sir, it has already been so long, why do you still care about it?"
"Yes, it has already been hundreds of years …"
Gui Quan Villager looked at the green clouds in the sky and sighed: "But for some reason, I still remember that scene."
Gui Quanyi was very embarrassed. Although he and Gui Quan Villager were of the same clan, their cultivation levels were too far apart. In fact, the two rarely talked. He also did not understand why Gui Quan Villager would be willing to live an ordinary life and come here to be a farmer when he had such an earth-shattering saber technique.
Since he had already made it so clear, no matter how enthusiastic Gui Quan Villager was, he could not persuade him anymore. He could only look at the green clouds in the distance and frown as he sighed.
Gui Quan Villager did not mind either. He waved his hoe and slowly dug the ground. It was as if this was the only important thing in this world. Everything else was insignificant and not worth his attention.
The surrounding farmers watched for a while but did not notice any special changes. They gradually lost interest and ran back to their own work.
Although there was no sun, the grass was still plowed. This fertile land had to be carefully cultivated in order to have a better harvest.
When everyone dispersed, even Gui Quanyi left, Gui Quan Villager looked up at the green clouds in the distance. There was a strong and domineering aura. He had never seen it in his life. He did not know where this expert came from to be so strong.
If he was a hundred years younger, he would be willing to compete with the other party.
Unfortunately, he was old, and his temper was small. He no longer had the fighting spirit and fighting spirit to win.
Turtle Spring Village turned around. On the boundless plains, the lush green wheat sprouts swayed gently in the wind. They were full of vitality.
The thick and heavy land bore everything.
Only by farming on the land could one feel the great power of heaven and earth, feel the vitality of the wheat sprouts.
Be it martial techniques, money, power, wine, or beauties, none of them could make life so fulfilling.
Gui Quan Villager did not purposely chase after the Dao, nor did he think about how to cultivate. He just followed the footsteps of nature, cultivating his character and tempering his mortal heart.
To him, the Heavenly Kings and the Eight Great Generals were a bunch of idiots obsessed with power. Even if they entered Rank Nine, they would still be trash.
Gui Quan Villager leaned on his hoe and laughed. He had thought too much today. These trivial matters were not worth thinking about.
"Rumble …"
A thunderous roar came from the sky, causing many people to scream. Some timid ones were so scared that they sat on the ground.
Although Gui Quan Villager did not want to care, the commotion was beyond his expectations. He instinctively raised his head to look.
The cyan clouds that shrouded the sky were constantly fluctuating and rolling amidst the rumbling sounds. Tiny streaks of lightning flashed back and forth, as if there were millions of dragons and snakes rolling and dancing inside.
The smile on Turtle Spring Villager's face disappeared. The expert inside was much stronger than he had expected.
The Xuanwu Formation actually trapped that person. Under the violent impact, the Xuanwu Formation seemed to be unable to hold on.
A faint aura seeped out, like a divine dragon flying through the nine heavens, unrestrained and unrestrained.
It was clearly the same expert, but his aura had changed again. This person's martial arts were truly unfathomable.
Gui Quan Villager closed his eyes and sensed for a while before sighing.
"Although the Oceanic Alliance has many experts, they lack the domineering aura of the Ten Battles Ten Arbiters … If this person isn't from the Oceanic Alliance, then who is he?"
The opponent's aura was too strong. In his early years, Gui Quan Villager's blade was invincible, but he had not been this strong.
One had to know that once a person was born, they would face all kinds of setbacks and difficulties. Those who could overcome all kinds of setbacks were experts.
It was precisely because they knew that fate was unpredictable that even the strongest experts would be respectful and cautious.
The person trapped in the Xuanwu Formation seemed to be fearless. This was not ignorance, but an unshakable self-confidence that had been tempered thousands of times.
Although there were many experts in the world, he had never heard of someone with such breadth of mind.
Gui Quan Villager muttered to himself, his heart stirring. Whether friend or foe, if he did not meet such a person, he would feel regret in the future.
"Rumble …"
This time, a deep rumble came from underground. The earth shook like waves.
The farmers in the fields could not stand steadily and fell to the ground. The shock this time was even more frightening than a sudden clap of thunder.
Some women lay on the ground and started crying.
Gui Quan Yi shouted at Gui Quan Villager, "Sir, what's going on?"
"Heh …"
Gui Quan Villager sneered, "Turtle Mountain placed the formation on the earth vein. When the formation is attacked, it will cause the earth vein to shake. This kind of earthquake is inevitable."
"The enemy really deserves to die!" Gui Quan Yi cursed angrily.
Gui Quan Yi did not speak. Heavenly King Turtle Mountain had tied the entire Xuanwu Island to their own.
He was too lazy to explain to a fool like Gui Quan Yi. He casually said, "The enemy is unimaginably strong. I'll go take a look."
Gui Quan Yi was overjoyed and knelt on the ground. "Thank you, Sir."
The other farmers did not know what was going on and looked on in confusion. What was the village chief doing kneeling on the ground?
Next, everyone saw Gui Quan Villager throw away his hoe and slowly rise into the air. The mud on his shoes kept falling in the air and turned into dust in the wind.
Everyone was dumbfounded. They had lived with Gui Quan Villager for decades. This old man was a man of few words and no one could see anything special about him. They did not expect him to be a Heaven rank warrior that could fly.
The people here had never seen a Heaven rank warrior before. Many of them knelt on the ground and looked at Gui Quan Villager in awe.
Gui Quan Villager looked down at them from the sky and could not help but find it funny. After a while, he turned into a stream of light and sped away.
The people who knelt felt their vision blur and Gui Quan Villager disappeared. They were all shocked. They quickly kowtowed again.
Gui Quan Yi stood up proudly and said, "Sir Villager is going to save us …"
Everyone exclaimed again.
If Turtle Spring Villager heard Gui Quan Yi's words, he would only find it funny. A few hundred years ago, Heavenly King abandoned him and he also abandoned the Drought Turtle Tribe.
This tribe that valued everything by bloodline was not a pity even if they all died.
Gui Quan Villager activated his blade energy and was as fast as lightning. In just a short while, he had crossed a thousand miles and reached Purple Cloud Mountain.
Although the Mystic Turtle Formation was strong, Gui Quan Villager was too familiar with it. When the green light fluctuated again, he found a gap and flashed into the formation.
When the green light dissipated, he saw the bloody battlefield below.
Hundreds of thousands of troops split into hundreds of formations and continuously attacked the two humans in the middle.
Although the Purple Cloud Mountain Altar was very spacious, it could not accommodate hundreds of thousands of troops.
Thus, the army could only take turns to attack and try to wear them down. The soldiers that could not fight formed battle formations and worked with the Mystic Turtle Formation to activate the formation's baleful energy to suppress the enemy.
The baleful energy gathered by hundreds of thousands of soldiers shot into the sky. Together with the Mystic Turtle Formation, it was difficult to fly in the sky. Especially the two humans, they could not fly under the heavy suppression.
Gui Quan Villager stood in the sky and found it difficult to do so. But looking down from above, he could clearly see the whole situation.
Of the two humans, the man was too strong. He did not even need the woman to do anything. With a sweep of his halberd, dozens of people were cut in half. Be it shields or heavy armor, they could not withstand a single blow from the halberd.
Wherever the man passed, he would leave behind a trail of blood. No one could escape unscathed from his halberd.
The flesh and blood on the ground were turned into mud. There was no time to clean up the corpses. Battle formations took turns to advance, stepping on the flesh and blood of their own race to advance.
Gui Quan Villager could not help but frown. Although he did not have any feelings for the Drought Turtle Tribe, he could not stand it anymore.
Both sides did not seem to have any intention of stopping. The man's expression was calm, the blood-colored cloak on his golden armor fluttering in the wind. His battle stance was cruel yet powerful.
The white-haired woman's expression was also indifferent. She did not seem to care about the blood around her.
The Drought Turtle Tribe warriors, under the stimulation of the formation and battle formation, no longer feared death. They only had a frenzied battle intent. All of them were not afraid of death. Like moths to a flame, they flew towards the enemy. Then, they turned into flesh and blood.
"Why did you have to do this …"
Gui Quan Villager shook his head, not caring about the battle.
"It's not that we want to fight, it's that Gao Zhengyang is bloodthirsty!" Gui Tian Mu appeared out of nowhere and said hatefully.
Gui Quan Villager looked at him with a mocking look, "You don't look too good!"
"At least I'm still alive …"
Gui Tian Mu said coldly, "Fire, Cloud and Sleep Generals were all killed by him!"
Pausing, he could not help but say, "Sir, please kill this alien race and take revenge for my tribesmen."
"What does that have to do with me?" Gui Tian Muramasa did not care.
"Are you afraid?"
"Psychological methods are useless." Gui Tian Muramasa said nonchalantly.
"If you kill this person, Sky King is willing to give you the dragon marrow. I will not go back on my words. "
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