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Chapter 1675

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Two against one.

Everyone was certain that the Violet Thunder Sect would definitely lose this battle.

Once they lost, there would only be one outcome, and that was to be annihilated by the joint forces of the Martial Artists Alliance and Myriad Beasts Sect.

Time flowed by slowly.

Three days later.

Within the Violet Thunder Peak, an earth-shattering roar sounded.

"What the hell happened?"

"Reporting to the Old Ancestor, the Violet Thunder Sect suddenly sent out ten thousand people to attack us."

Hearing the report, both the Myriad Beasts Ancestor and Honored Tong were shocked.

Did the Violet Thunder Sect not want to live anymore?

"Pass down my order, kill!"

The Myriad Beasts Ancestor and Honored Tong didn't put the Violet Thunder Sect in their eyes. In their eyes, the Violet Thunder Sect was making a final struggle. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, the Violet Thunder Sect was doomed.

In front of the Violet Thunder Peak.

There were hundreds of thousands of people from the Martial Art Alliance and the Wan Shou Sect. They charged forward together with great momentum.

Ten thousand against a hundred thousand, the result was obvious.

Such a large scale battle was rarely seen in ten thousand years.

Just as the battle was about to start, the ten thousand people from the Violet Thunder Sect suddenly retreated.

What was going on?

Seeing the ten thousand people in front of them retreating, each of them scratched their heads in confusion, not knowing what the Violet Thunder Sect was trying to do.

But now that they had the upper hand, the ten thousand people didn't have the slightest fear as they pressed on.

Right at this moment.

A black army appeared, it was the two hundred thousand corpse slaves Long Ao brought with him this time.

After Long Ao's hard work, he had killed six hundred thousand spirit beasts and refined them into corpse slaves. Other than leaving a hundred thousand corpse slaves for the Dragon Valley, the remaining five hundred thousand were all brought with him.

Three hundred thousand corpse slaves were left for Yunluoshan and the other two, while Long Ao only brought two hundred thousand corpse slaves.

Even so, it was enough.

The two hundred thousand corpse slaves were like killing machines. Their eyes were red, killing one on sight, killing two on sight.

The corpse slaves were known for their undying bodies.

Not to mention the same level, even if they were one or two levels higher, the corpse slaves would be able to ignore them.

If you hit the corpse slaves a hundred times, they would be fine, but if they hit you once, you would collapse.

In just a few minutes, the Myriad Beasts Sect and Martial Artists Alliance had lost more than a fifth of their forces.

What kind of concept was that?

In just a few minutes, 20,000 of the hundreds of thousands of soldiers had already been destroyed by the Corpse Demon Army. At this rate, it would not take more than 10 minutes for the army of 100,000 to be completely annihilated.

This was the terror of the corpse demon army.

This was the cruelty of the corpse demon army.

Retreat.

The army that received the order retreated like a receding tide, disappearing without a trace.

This time around, the Violet Thunder Sect didn't even lose a single soldier, yet they managed to force the Myriad Beasts Sect and Martial Artists Alliance to retreat. Not only that, they left behind a total of twenty thousand corpses. This battle had shaken the entire world.

Was this really the result?

Everyone knew that Long Ao was the true owner of the corpse slave army. How could the Violet Thunder Sect summon an army of 200,000 corpse slaves for no reason? The only explanation was that the Violet Thunder Sect had the support of Long Ao.

The Wan Shou Sect and the Martial Artists Alliance were defeated, and before they could find a way to deal with the corpse slave army, neither the Wan Shou Sect nor the Martial Artists Alliance would act rashly.

At the peak of the mountain.

The Wan Shou Ancestor and Tong Zun stood quietly, neither of them took the initiative to speak.

"Brother Tong, what do you think of this matter?"

Tong Zun naturally understood the meaning behind the Wan Shou Ancestor's words.

Sighing deeply, Tong Zun said helplessly, "If I'm not wrong, Long Ao should be in the Violet Thunder Sect. Seems like the relationship between the Violet Thunder Ancestor and Long Ao is not simple, to be willing to take out such a huge corpse slave army. This time, we've failed miserably."

The Wan Shou Ancestor's heart was filled with endless rage.

It's the Long Ao again.

Every time, it's the Long Ao.

If this Long Ao wasn't eliminated, it would be a huge problem.

"This is unbelievable. How did Long Ao refine an army of 200,000 corpse slaves? Moreover, all of them have undying bodies. With such an army of corpse slaves, wouldn't Long Ao be invincible?"

As the ancestor of all beasts, the Wan Shou Ancestor was full of confidence. Except for the powerful Nirvana Realm Divine Beasts, he could completely control and command the rest of the divine beasts.

This time, the Wan Shou Ancestor didn't mobilize the divine beast army. The reason was simple, he wanted to preserve his strength. After all, there were still many sects that had yet to be eradicated. The divine beast army was his final trump card.

Unless it was a last resort, he would never use it. Even now, the Wan Shou Ancestor still hadn't decided to mobilize the divine beast army.

"Brother Shi, we have to find a way to deal with the corpse slave army as soon as possible. Otherwise, if there's no accident, the Long Ao will definitely retaliate. At that time, whether it's your Wan Shou Sect or my Martial Artists Alliance, I'm afraid …"

Tong Zun didn't continue, but his meaning was clear.

Long Ao had such a powerful corpse slave army. Unless it was a Nirvana Realm Divine Beasts, who else could contend against him? If the Long Ao brought the corpse slave army to attack the Martial Artists Alliance or the Wan Shou Sect, how would they deal with him?

If they said they weren't afraid, they would be lying. Especially at this moment, if the Long Ao allied with the Sword Sect, Violet Thunder Sect and Five Elements Sect, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The Wan Shou Ancestor's expression was extremely ugly. He didn't expect that after the battle on the Phoenix Peak, not only did the Long Ao not hide, he even openly supported the Violet Thunder Sect. Could it be that the Long Ao wasn't afraid?

"Brother Tong, I have a way to eliminate the Long Ao. As long as the Long Ao dies, the corpse slave army would be useless. At that time, if we join forces again, eliminating the Violet Thunder Sect would be a matter of minutes."

"Alright, we'll do as you say."

Tong Zun and the Wan Shou Ancestor's method was very simple. After the battle on the Phoenix Peak, the news of Long Ao possessing Jianling's Yuan Spirit had already spread throughout the continent. Although no one was looking for Long Ao, as long as the Long Ao appeared, there would definitely be many people willing to eliminate him.

Watching the fire from the other side of the river, they could reap the benefits when the time came.

The news of Long Ao being in the Violet Thunder Sect spread like wildfire. In fact, there was no need for the two of them to release the news, everyone already knew. After all, the corpse slave army had already leaked the news of Long Ao's whereabouts.

Everyone in the surroundings began to grow restless. Not for anything else, but for the treasures on Long Ao's body. The most important thing was still Jianling's Yuan Spirit.

However, what made Tong Zun and the Wan Shou Ancestor feel inconceivable was that after the news spread, no one went to the Violet Thunder Sect to look for Long Ao. Just what had happened?

That shouldn't be, Long Ao's allure was right there, no one could resist it. Tong Zun and the Wan Shou Ancestor couldn't understand why things would turn out like this.

(PS: The thirteenth chapter has been delivered. Little Nine, continue writing, there are only two chapters left. I'm really tired.)

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