According to the information provided by Black Pot, Thousand Tide Mountain was a place that the Left Virtuous Prince, Xiu Zhe should not step foot in.
Even if he was prepared, the risk was still there.
But Xiu Zhe still came.
Chen Luoyang did not know whether he should comment on the other party's confidence or his true love.
In short, the other party gave him a chance.
Now it depended on whether he could grasp it.
Below the Six Dragons Emperor's carriage, on Thousand Tide Mountain, the Golden Eagle Murong Xing saved the falling Helian Zhe.
But the Devil religion's Protector, Wang Dubao, immediately entangled him.
Wang Dubao was afraid of being punished by the Hierarch. He changed his slick and steady style and attacked with all his might, not giving Murong Xing a chance to shake him off.
Wang Dubao's body and spirit were still weak because of the Secret Blood Soul Curse.
But at this moment, his dispirited state had been swept away, and he was awe-inspiring.
Murong Xing could not resist Wang Dubao's fierce attacks with only one person.
But he did not panic at all.
Just as Wang Dubao was attacking aggressively, a sword gleam suddenly shone on the mountain.
The sword gleam was bright and dazzling.
But there was no sign of righteousness.
Instead, there was a chilly wind and a ghostly aura.
In the dazzling light, layers of ghostly shadows emerged and let out continuous screams.
In Wang Dubao's mind, there seemed to be thousands of ghosts wailing. It was hair-raising and soul-stirring.
He was ranked second among the Left Virtuous Prince's Ten Generals, second only to the Demon Wolf Ba Kun.
The Ghost Sword Guo Ninglong.
Wang Dubao was no stranger to this person. He had even fought with him in the past.
Guo Ninglong was not a foreigner, but a swordsman who was active in China's Middle Earth.
Because he had made too many enemies, he could not gain a foothold in Middle Earth. In the end, he fled to the north and joined the foreign tribes. He became one of the Ten Generals under the Left Virtuous Prince, Xiu Zhe.
When he attacked, his sword intent turned into a ghostly prison.
There were countless malicious ghosts in the purgatory, each holding a sword and attacking the human world.
Wang Dubao turned a blind eye to it and continued to rush toward Murong Xing and Helian Zhe.
The sword-wielding malicious spirits suddenly lost their balance. Their swords deviated and slashed through the air. They could no longer threaten Wang Dubao.
With a complicated look, Shanghai Song descended from the sky.
Under the Hierarch's order, he could not stay out of it.
At this moment, since he had already made his move, Shanghai Song was no longer conflicted. His expression became tranquil again.
He had no intention of fighting to the death with Guo Ninglong, but if he used the unique skills of the Devil religion, Guo Ninglong would not be able to bypass him to threaten Wang Dubao.
Old Wang was confident that the other experts in the church would help him deal with the Ghost Sword Guo Ninglong.
Therefore, he was completely focused on attacking the 'Golden Eagle' Murong Xing.
Murong Xing felt extremely helpless.
If Wang Dubao had hesitated for even half a step because of Guo Ninglong, Murong Xing could have used the advantage of his body technique and speed to shake off his opponent.
But now, Wang Dubao was pressing on, leaving Murong Xing helpless.
In the end, he could only toss aside Helian Zhe, who was restrained by Devil religion, and deal with Wang Dubao's attacks seriously.
At the same time, Xiao Yuntian and Demon Wolf Ba Kun descended from the sky.
On one side was a violent tornado.
On one side was the violent desert sandstorm.
Both of their Martial Intents manifested at the same time, causing the top of Thousand Tide Mountain to be shrouded in a storm.
Guo Ninglong and Shanghai Song, Murong Xing and Wang Dubao were also fighting fiercely.
Three figures appeared in the thick black fog next to the Black-Furred Giant Wolf. They were all frowning as they looked at the battle between the mountains in the distance.
One of them opened his palm. In his palm, a small, white, jade-like mouse squeaked twice.
Then, the countless Greater Rats surrounding the Thousand Tide Mountain shrieked in unison and charged toward the mountain.
On the Six Dragons Emperor Chariot, Jingang looked at Zhang Tianheng. "It's that Rat King Dobrj again. Hurry up and let that woman of yours take action."
"The black-scaled serpents that she tamed before were all destroyed in the black tide of the Dead Sea. Wild exotic beasts that she temporarily summoned might not be able to defeat these mice that she specially tamed for many years." Zhang Tianheng whistled. "But I have other ways."
Following his whistle, General Ant, one of the eight Incense Masters of the Dian Prefecture branch, stood up.
General Ant began to beat a large drum in front of him.
Then, a large group of people suddenly appeared halfway up Thousand Tide Mountain.
This group of people looked lifeless, but faced with countless ferocious Greater Rats, they showed no fear, and their emotions did not fluctuate at all.
Following the order transmitted by the drum, this large group of people automatically formed a formation. They were agile and well-disciplined.
Each of them had a profound cultivation base and were full of vigor. They faced the Greater Rats head-on!
When the Greater Rats ran into this group of people, it was like a tide crashing into a reef. The tide dispersed, and the reef remained unmoving!
While the large group of Ant Soldiers defended their position, they continuously counterattacked and killed the Greater Rats.
"These are the Ant Soldiers trained by General Ant? They live up to their reputation. "Jingang was amazed.
At this time, next to the Giant Wolf in the distance, another person floated forward and approached the area where the Greater Rats and Ant Soldiers were fighting.
He did not join the battle. Instead, he sat cross-legged and took out a horsehead zither.
The sound of the zither was melodious.
However, it caused one's Qi and blood to stagnate. Their heartbeats gradually slowed down and even stopped, as if they were frozen.
"Song of the Frontier" Babor, who was ranked tenth among the Ten Great Horses under the Left Virtuous King of the Alien Tribe, was proficient in the Sound Killing Technique. Although he did not join the battle head-on, he immediately disrupted the Ant Soldiers' formation, and the rats saw an opportunity to attack.
Zhang Tianheng smiled.
After that, waves of clear cries sounded out from the back of the Ant Soldier camp, and it was like the cry of a phoenix.
Wherever the whistling sound passed, people's hearts involuntarily tightened and their Qi and blood fluctuated as if they were about to boil.
The invisible heat neutralized "Song of the Frontier" Barbor's zither music.
It was none other than Fairy Yu of the Eight Incense Masters. "Birds' Chirping, Flowers' Fragrance, Snakes, Insects, Rats, and Ants."
The Six Sounds of the Burning Sea, one of the thirty-six secret techniques of the Devil religion.
Using the Sound Assassination Technique against the Sound Assassination Technique.
Next to the black-furred giant wolf, the last non-human elder wore a solemn expression.
He was the only expert left on their side.
Ranked seventh among the Ten Great Horses was the "Mobei Doctor King" Zhalei.
He, who was proficient in alchemy, was also an expert in using poison.
However, the Devil religion camp on the other side might also have experts in this field.
However, the previous assassination had caused them to lose the fourth of the Ten Great Horses, "Black Owl" Erhanke.
Ranked third, "Heart Ghost" Keluntu, had also been broken by the Devil religion's Hierarch's shout and suffered a backlash from the Blood Soul Secret Curse. He was currently unable to fight.
Ranked ninth, Helian Zhe, had been captured alive, and the eighth was not here.
At this moment, Zhalei could only do his best.
He raised his hand, and an invisible light flashed in midair.
However, not long after he attacked, Daoist Bug's eyes flashed on the Devil religion side.
Madam Xiang glanced at Daoist Bug. "The other side is using poison?"
Daoist Bug nodded. "He's an expert."
"Granny Hua isn't here, so I'll have to trouble you, Daoist." Madam Xiang smiled.
Daoist Bug also smiled and clapped his hands.
Instantly, countless colorful moths flew all over the mountain.
As the colorful moths flapped their wings, a large amount of faintly discernible phosphorescent powder scattered among the peaks of the Thousand Tide Mountain.
Seeing this, Zhalei sighed. He knew that his methods were useless.
Without Babol's zither music and his help, the rat swarm could not break through the Devil religion's iron army of Ant Soldiers. They could not support Ba Kun, Guo Ninglong, and Murong Xing on the mountain.
They could not save Helian Zhe either.
At this moment, a voice came from above.
"Alright, it's enough."
Zhalei and Dobjie lowered their heads in shame. "Your Majesty."
On the head of the giant wolf, Left Virtuous Prince Xiu Zhe pulled his pure black cloak.
Slowly, he coughed.
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