Before dawn, Plum City sent out its troops. There were two Daira Jinxian, more than 20 Golden Immortals, 100 Heaven Immortals, and 19,672 Immortal realm soldiers.
These soldiers were dressed in white mourning garments, and their foreheads were tied with white silk, but their eyes were bloodshot.
The art of war said that soldiers with righteous indignation would win.
However, as the commander, Yang Jian was a little worried that the last soldiers of Plum Mountain would be sacrificed by themselves.
The sound of the drums was slightly dull, and the entire Plum Mountain was silent. Pairs of eyes in the forest were staring at the sky.
Most of the demons of Plum Mountain did not know what had happened. They looked up at the dense group of figures in the sky. Although Mei Kongmei was the patriarch of Plum Mountain, she did not tell the Eight Monsters of Plum Mountain everything.
Wang Linzhi and the other Golden Demons of Daira naturally knew about the changes in Plum City. However, they did not understand why these changes happened. They thought that the human race had an internal strife, and they even drank and celebrated last night.
However, when the sky was about to break and the three armies entered the formation, the resentment of the soldiers of Plum City condensed in the wind, blowing everywhere in Plum Mountain.
A great battle was unavoidable.
The stars in the East were about to dawn. The fairies of the Heavenly Palace did not dare to weave the morning glow, lest they missed the important matters here.
There were dark clouds in the sky, and a figure stood in front of the dark clouds. His slender figure was unmoving, but he was like a huge mountain, pressing down on the demons.
Yang Jian held the three-pointed, double-edged spear in his hand. His light yellow robe was not wrinkled, and his golden bow and silver bullets were hung at his waist. The Celestial Hound stood by his legs.
Behind him were the soldiers of Plum City in mourning garments.
At the side, the twelve commanders raised the big drum. Ao Ji held the drum handle and waited quietly.
Yang Jian suddenly said, "Beat the drum."
"Yes!" Ao Ji shouted, swung the stick in his hand, and smashed it on the drum.
Dong!
A shock wave swept the surroundings. The nearly 200,000 soldiers in the sky were all shocked!
Almost at the same time, the Lingxiao Palace set up the Dharma treasure, the Thousand Li Mirror. The dragon children of the Dragon Palace gathered together and begged a few elders to work together to make a huge water mirror.
In the Primordial World, the Three Realms, the Heavens, and the Earth, all eyes were on them.
On Yuquan Mountain, on the edge of the cliff in front of the Golden Cloud Cave, Yuding Zhenren, who had said that he was going into seclusion, stood there quietly, looking in the northwest direction.
In the Aparagodānīya State, on the mountain that flickered with golden light, a priest with a sorrowful expression opened his eyes. He saw through the boundless universe and revealed a look of contemplation.
In the five continents of the Primordial World, countless people were waiting for this battle. Now that the Great Tribulation of the South Continent had begun, the conflict between the human race and the demon race suddenly erupted.
In the Chaotic Sea, Mei Kongmei, who was guiding the two figures, suddenly felt a little uneasy.
However, the Primordial World was still far away. Although her injuries had healed, she still could not rush back immediately. Pinching her fingers to calculate, she felt that the Heavenly Secrets of the Primordial World were chaotic and indescribable. The Great Tribulation should have started and blinded the Heavenly Secrets.
Meishan.
Dong, dong dong …
The Crown Prince of Dragon Palace beat the drum.
Behind Yang Jian, shouts resounded in the sky!
"Activate the battle formation!"
"Gather your spiritual energy!"
"Spirit Gathering!"
In the sky, the 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers who had set up an inescapable net roared at the same time, "Fight!"
Below the Heavenly Soldiers, the experts of the Immortal Dao waited attentively. All of them had Dharma treasures in their hands and mystical abilities.
The shrimp and crab soldiers of the Dragon Palace were fully focused. The 20,000 soldiers of Mei City held their breaths and focused!
In the Eastern Sky, the Golden Crow stuck its head out. The Heaven and Earth Essence Energy was slightly hot.
Countless pairs of eyes stared at Yang Jian's raised left hand. When Yang Jian's left hand landed, the 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers waved the long weapons in their hands at the same time!
Crack! Sizzle!
Lightning snakes danced wildly. 100,000 bolts of lightning appeared in the world and shot towards Mei Mountain! In the blink of an eye, the entire Mei Mountain turned into a sea of lightning and electric net. Miserable cries sounded in the mountain!
That was the might of the Heavenly Soldiers of the Celestial Court!
The soldiers behind Yang Jian were ready to move. However, Yang Jian had previously made three rules. The general's orders came first. No one could break military discipline.
"Yang Jian, you are too much of a bully!"
A loud shout came from the mountain, and a burly man dressed in green armor rushed into the clouds. He held a mountain-splitting broadsword in his hand and shouted at Yang Jian, "I am the great commander of Mount Meishan, Wang Linzhi! Do you dare to fight me to the death! If I lose, I will die here today. If you lose, pack up your troops and scram … "
Swoosh —
The flood dragon's shout was interrupted by a sharp arrow. Wang Linzhi raised his saber and cut the incoming arrow. He stared at a young general in the Celestial Court's army.
Wang Linzhi shouted angrily, "Do you think the great Celestial Court only knows how to stab people in the back?!"
"Hmph!" The young general was also hot-blooded. He wanted to rush down and fight Wang Linzhi.
However, Yang Jian's voice resounded in the world and stopped the young general where he was.
"I will kill this fiend."
"Yes!" The young general of the Celestial Court, who was carrying a quiver on his back, had a fanatical look in his eyes. He bowed to Yang Jian from afar and straightened his body. He did not even look at the flood dragon.
Suddenly, a deafening drum sound came from Mei Mountain. Flags were erected in the mountain. The mountain that had just been baptized by the heavenly thunder was filled with demons!
The demons shouted loudly. The gongs and drums were messy but they claimed to be imposing. The one beating the drum was a white ape that looked like a human.
"The Great King will win!"
"The Great King will win!"
Thousands of demons shouted in unison. Wang Linzhi's spirit was lifted. He raised his head and roared, his voice piercing through the Nine Heavens Imperial Court!
Above the Lingxiao Palace, the Jade Emperor, who was sitting on the high seat, frowned and asked, "This demon is so arrogant. What supernatural power does he have?"
"Your Majesty." Venus Taibai walked out from the crowd. He swept his horsetail whisk and walked over slowly. "This was a ten-thousand-year-old flood dragon that achieved Dao. He did not transform into a dragon but became a demonic cultivator instead. He has been the king of Mei Mountain for tens of thousands of years. His abilities are not weak. He also has a body supernatural power that is well-trained. He is just right to be an opponent of True Lord Erlang. "
"I see." The Jade Emperor clapped and chuckled. "Today, my nephew will show off his might."
A young general in the corner raised his fist and shouted, "True Lord will win!"
A group of old officials turned to look. Tian Peng, who had just been promoted because of the vacancy in the Lingxiao Palace of the King's generals, shrank his neck and cupped his hands in apology.
Previously, when Yang Jian challenged the Heavenly Palace, the Jade Emperor took the opportunity to arrange some of the old generals to retire in various places. This gave Tian Peng the opportunity to advance.
Fortunately, the Jade Emperor's gaze was fixed on the scene in the Dharma treasure, the Thousand Li Mirror. Tian Peng heaved a sigh of relief. He stood there with his head lowered, afraid that he would offend the heavenly power again.
On Mei Mountain, Wang Linzhi shouted, "Yang Jian! Come down and fight! "
"I don't have time to make arrangements for your funeral. Are you in a hurry to die?"
Yang Jian replied rudely. This made the flood dragon choke. He glared at Yang Jian with a flushed face. He wanted to swallow Yang Jian in one bite.
Yang Jian took a step forward. The world suddenly became very quiet.
Three pointed, two blades slanted, and the canine teeth were jagged!
Yang Jian flew forward slowly, as if he didn't care about the flood dragon at all. Many seniors frowned. They felt that Yang Jian was being too careless. He didn't want to suffer in the hands of this demon.
It was a small matter if one person lost, but it would be bad if the army was damaged and the army was defeated.
"Is your ancestor, Mei Kongmei, in the mountain?" Yang Jian asked softly.
The flood dragon was stunned, but he sneered. "My ancestor doesn't need to deal with you personally! She has already gone to the chaos. If she is here, I'm afraid none of your troops will be able to leave today! "
"Is that so?"
Yang Jian replied casually and continued to walk forward.
"Don't look down on me!" The flood dragon was furious. He shouted and the long saber in his hand suddenly rose into the sky. There was an extremely sharp saber light on it.
The saber light was a hundred feet long, but it was not released. It emitted a cold murderous intent.
Yang Jian held the spear with one hand and pointed it at the flood dragon. He closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
The flood dragon was provoked by Yang Jian's indifference. He shouted, "I'll take your life!" The muscles on his arms bulged. He grabbed the handle of the saber with both hands and waved the saber light that was a hundred feet long, slashing at Yang Jian!
Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes, which shone with a sharp divine light!
Clang!
A muffled sound reverberated far and wide between the heavens and earth!
The hundred feet long saber light came with a ferocious momentum, but it was easily blocked by the tip of the spear. It could not move at all, and it even showed signs of dispersing.
Yang Jian's figure did not move at all. The saber light was actually only a distance away from him.
He held the spear shaft in his left hand. The spear shaft was like his figure, like a mountain, like a reef, not moving at all.
The flood dragon widened his eyes, feeling incredulous at the scene in front of him.
Yang Jian cultivated his body. He also cultivated his body. Why … why …
The Demon Clan's estimation of Yang Jian's strength was still at the level before Yang Jian entered the Xuan Yuan Tomb. Although Yang Jian had killed two Demon Clan commanders in the Tian Fang Kingdom a few days ago, it was a surprise attack after all, not a head-on fight.
What happened after he entered the Xuan Yuan Tomb?
Yang Jian obtained the legacy of the Black Tortoise and now had nearly sixty Black Beads. Kong Xuan threw them into the Bell of Chaos, but used the phoenix blood to complete the divine weapon.
That was why the demons were in disbelief, why the generals of the Celestial Court were secretly shocked, and why Ao Ji's dragon jaw was about to drop to the ground …
Yang Jian's expression turned cold. The three pointed, double-edged spear shook slightly, and the saber light shattered inch by inch!
He withdrew and rushed forward. The three pointed, double-edged spear contained a sharpness that could split mountains, and attacked the flood dragon fiercely!
"Ah!"
The flood dragon, Wang Lin Zhi, was forced to take two steps back. Indignation rose in his heart as his long hair stood on end. Waves of blood-red light surged from his body – he had actually used a desperate secret technique right from the start!
Blood Ignition! He raised his saber! He charged forward!
At that moment, Wang Lin Zhi cast aside all distracting thoughts and only wanted to win against Yang Jian!
"Yang Jian! I'll definitely not let you take a single step into Plum Mountain today! "
"Hmph."
Yang Jian merely snorted coldly. Without casting any spear shadows or channeling his spirit, the three pointed, double-edged spear swung three times, like plum blossoms blooming in the snow …
Strong physique?
I'll fight you with my physique then!
Yang Jian said coldly, "The matter of Plum City needs to be settled with blood."
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