After a long time, Xu Qing will look at the human defense line on the battlefield where he is.
A large golden net connecting heaven and earth cut across the battlefield like a giant screen.
Regardless of the sky or the earth, all the means of the Shenglan tribe are blocked by the golden net from the fourth line of defense of the human race.
This golden giant screen is so vast that it not only connects the sky and the earth up and down, but also extends to the left and right to an endless range.
If one has a pair of eyes that can see the entire boundary of Fenghai County, then one can see how large the area is. It connects the northern battlefield and also covers the entire border area between Fenghai County and the Shenglan Tribe.
And here, within the golden net, on the fourth line of defense gully opened by the human race early, countless defensive positions were built, and a large number of marching tents were spread here.
Countless human monks, each with a deep sense of fatigue on their bodies, are constantly building and maintaining it here.
Rows of war weapons, like sharp thorns, stood up endlessly on the edge of the ravine, pointing in the direction of the Shenglan tribe.
There are hundreds of thousands of them, and they are all shining now, causing the void in front of them to distort, and even space cracks appear, and there is a deafening roar that keeps echoing.
This is not an explosive sound, but a gathering sound.
Their bursts are not spells visible to the naked eye, but are specifically designed to counteract the power of musical notes formed by the black snow.
Once it is fully activated, the black snow of the Shenglan tribe can be lost to the greatest extent possible and melted in advance.
And this ubiquitous roar has become the norm on the front line.
In the giant golden screen, there are hundreds of Guixu sitting cross-legged. They are the controllers of the forbidden magic weapon. They will use the power of the taboo to form interference and targeted confrontation with the diamond-shaped magic weapon of the Shenglan tribe.
At the same time, it also has the task of marking the reapers and sending monks to kill them.
In addition, you can also see extremely tall war puppets on the ground.
These puppets bear the characteristics of the human race. Each one is like a mountain. They stand in formations everywhere. The driving of each one requires a large number of monks to work together, so the power is naturally impressive.
And the most thrilling thing is the nine huge imperial swords!
Nine huge swords that are as high as the sky and stand between heaven and earth.
While they exuded supreme majesty, they also erupted with thrilling intimidation. If you look carefully, you can see that these nine emperor swords are made up of countless emperor swords.
They can be used as a total deterrent, or they can be dispersed. They are the heavy spear of the human race in this war.
There is also a huge Taoist bell in the sky.
This bell is the moment when Fenghai County's Zhijian Palace was built, and was given by the Imperial Capital's Zhijian Headquarters.
It was originally hung in the Sword Holding Palace, but now it is placed on the battlefield, because it... is the treasure of the Sword Holding Palace in Fenghai County. It was originally the foundation power of the Sword Holding Palace along with the Prison Department.
Its effect is not only external, but also internal.
When the bell rings externally, it can kill in all directions, but internally it wakes up.
Looking from a distance, one can see that there are hundreds of thousands of bronze coffins surrounding this huge Taoist bell, with layers of seals painted on each coffin.
The person lying inside is not a dead person.
It's a living person!
There are men and women among them, old and young. They are the sword-raisers who have been specially prepared for war by the Sword-bearing Palace for too many years!
Most of them have lived in relative peace for a long time, so they have not cut off their swords when the oil is exhausted, so they petition to sleep with secret methods and integrate the Imperial Sword into their lives.
Just waiting for the moment of awakening to cut off the sword that links his life.
Others know that their cultivation has reached the end, so they are willing to sleep for Fenghai County and merge into life to raise their swords.
Each of them knows that the moment they wake up must be the most critical moment for Fenghai County.
Now, among the hundreds of thousands of coffins, 30% are empty.
The man holding the sword inside had been awakened in the previous battle, and without any hesitation, he struck out the last sword that his life had transformed into.
At this moment, after all this was reflected in Xu Qing's eyes, dozens of figures flew out of Fenghai County's fourth wave of defense line, heading straight for the army where Xu Qing and his party were.
It didn't take long for the visitor to approach, and the person in charge was the deputy palace master of the Sword Holding Palace.
He came here personally to greet me and made his attitude clear.
His tired expression was laced with excitement. This kind of mood swing was rare for an overhaul at his level.
Kong Xianglong was also in the crowd. He was injured and in a very depressed mood. He could only smile when he saw Xu Qing.
Seeing this scene, Xu Qing's heart sank, and he had a bad feeling.
But this was not the time to inquire. The Deputy Palace Master of the Sword Holding Palace quickly approached and his voice echoed.
"Brother Mingyi, brother Gongze!"
The sword-wielding elders from Yinghuangzhou and Quzhaozhou also walked out quickly and bowed to the deputy palace master.
"You came in time, very timely!" The deputy palace master took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and spoke immediately.
"The palace master has an order!"
"All Guixu and the heads of various sects in Qu Zhaozhou and Yinghuangzhou will go to the big tent immediately. The palace master will summon them!"
"The rest of the group will camp on the spot and wait for the next step."
"please!"
The deputy palace master bowed to the two states' human race with clasped fists, and then his eyes fell on Xu Qing, with a strange light and deep appreciation on his expression.
"Xu Shuling, you also come with me."
Xu Qing solemnly said yes.
The group of people wasted no time and immediately left with the deputy palace master.
Before leaving, Xu Qing looked back at the captain.
The captain has now grown to the size of a seven or eight-year-old child. Standing next to a spiritual treasure deacon in the sword-holding court, he looks like a boy.
After noticing Xu Qing's gaze, he waved to Xu Qing and signaled to come to Xu Qing later.
Xu Qing nodded, quickly followed the others, and soon arrived at Fenghai County's defense line.
As Xu Qing walked into this place, he saw countless injured human monks.
The soldiers on the front line were obviously aware of the arrival of reinforcements from the two states, so almost the moment Xu Qing and his party entered the defense area, countless human monks walked out of their tents, looking at Xu Qing with excitement in their eyes.
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There were disciples from various sects here, including casual cultivators and sword holders. Their injuries ranged from minor to serious, but when they saw them, they all bowed to Xu Qing and the others with clasped fists.
Since the war, their misery, their bitterness, and their exhaustion have become extremely intense, but there is still no despair, they are just eager to see hope.
At this moment, hope appears!
From the eyes of these human monks, Xu Qing felt their emotions, and as he continued to move forward, he saw more frontline warriors.
At first, some of these people were silent, some were cold, some were bitter, and some had red murderous intent in their eyes, but after noticing them, they all turned into excitement and excitement.
There are also some who are the sword bearers of the Sword Holding Palace, including Chen Tinghao and his Taoist couple.
Their injuries were serious. After seeing Xu Qing, Chen Tinghao smiled. His Taoist companion was gently bandaging his wounds. After noticing Xu Qing, he smiled slightly.
But no words came out of their mouths, because the closer they got to the defense line, the roaring here became louder and louder. The sound wave power from the countless sharp thorn magic weapons filled all directions and was deafening.
Xu Qing nodded. He felt a little relieved when he saw that although Chen Tinghao was seriously injured, he was still recovering.
Xu Qing had a good impression of these two men because when he first came to the county capital, they not only enthusiastically informed him of a lot of information, but also stood up for him in Silu Palace.
So Xu Qing looked at it a few more times before looking away.
As they moved forward, the group of them, led by the deputy palace master, soon arrived at the handsome tent located on the edge of the ravine.
This is the frontline headquarters.
While hundreds of personal guards were guarding the place, there were also civilian sword-holders waiting solemnly. Whenever a decree came from the commander's tent, they would immediately obey the order, arrange records and supervise the execution.
"Let the Seventh Army go to the front line immediately and keep an eye on any changes in the Shenglan tribe's behavior!"
"Arrange the Ninth Army to break it into parts, try to enter the battlefield area, and collect data on the changes in the black snow!"
"Let the Prison Department arrange a team to go out and kill the black-clad guards who sneaked into the rear. The construction of the fifth line of defense must not be destroyed!"
The serious voice of the palace master in the handsome tent was heard continuously. After receiving the order, everyone outside the tent immediately began to execute it.
With scrutiny in his eyes, Xu Qing instinctively scanned these civilian sword holders.
To be continued...