"Clang clang clang!"

The alarm bell sounded loudly.

In the quiet room, Lu Zhong's expression changed and he opened his eyes.

"Is it finally here?"

I saw blood-red light pillars rising into the sky in the direction of the coast outside the window.

This is an alarm signal sent by the front scout team risking their lives.

It means that the Green Spirit Tribe is already crossing the sea to invade.

After a while, Lu Zhong appeared in Yinjian Pavilion.

After hearing the alarm bell, one by one the high-level monks in the Hidden Sword Valley gathered here, all with solemn expressions and anxious moods, waiting for the order from the Taoist Protector of the Stone.

At this time, Lu Zhong moved his eyes to the door.

A monk just came in there, a middle-aged man with a beard.

This person is Long Lejun.

An array mage who is considered to influence the success or failure of Hidden Sword Valley.

To be honest, until now, Lu Zhong still doesn't think that a Nascent Soul Formation Master can really affect the situation of the battle.

After all, when the battle is intense, the large formation can provide little effect. Usually, after resisting for a while, it will be broken through by the enemy's army. The next hand-to-hand battle is the key to victory or defeat.

Furthermore, the trend of a battle is usually decided by high-level monks.

If the Void Refining and Spirit Transformation cultivators at the top are defeated, the Nascent Soul and Pill Formation below will not be able to change the overall situation no matter how hard they try.

Although he was not optimistic, Lu Zhong decided to send an avatar to protect this person in the later battle.

Quan is regarded as an idler.

While I was thinking, there were footsteps outside the door.

In the trembling spiritual sense, a young man with white armor suddenly appeared.

It was the Taoist Protector of the Stone whom I had not seen for a long time.

At this moment, his image has changed a lot compared to before. Not only is he wearing a military uniform.

On his cheeks, there were more secret black lines.

"I've seen the stone-protecting governor!"

Taoist Protector of Stone holds the position of governor, commanding the direction of Hidden Sword Valley, so at this moment, both the coalition monks and the Dao Alliance monks call him this.

Lu Zhongyi bowed and saluted the visitors calmly like the others.

"No gift."

The Taoist Protector of the Stone walked up to the hall, his eyes were condescending, and he looked at everyone in the hall expressionlessly. Especially when he passed by Lu Zhong, he paused for a moment, then looked forward and said:

"Nonsense, I won't say more."

"According to the content of the previous military meeting, all ministries will set off immediately to intercept the Green Spirit Clan army."

"Otherwise, the empty Holy Dao Mountain Fairy City behind will most likely be destroyed by the war. What will be the consequences of losing the cross-border teleportation array... I believe you all know it well!"

After he said this, he looked at Lu Zhong, and after thinking for a while:

"Lu Daotai, since you were not present at the previous military meeting, your position was not arranged in the battle formation. I authorize you to act according to the situation in the next battle."

"Yes, thank you, Commander!"

Lu Zhong cupped his hands, feeling so happy in his heart.

The opponent made this arrangement most likely out of caution. Because they were not familiar with his strength, they did not modify the previous arrangement to prevent the battle formation from being disrupted.

However, this is exactly what Lu Zhong wants.

Instead of participating in the same level battle, it is better to bully those lower level opponents.

What’s more, he is essentially a Dharma practitioner.

One-on-one, your performance is limited.

Only by facing a large army can the power of magic be fully unleashed.

...

Just as the coalition forces were dispatched, the sporadic battles in the Wise Stone Strait had completely ended.

On the other side of the strait, the Green Spirit Tribe’s camp is in the middle of the tent.

"boom!"

An old man in black robes with green hair and an aquiline nose threw out the corpse of an immortal cultivator in his hand, pointed to the wounds in the chest and abdomen, and said to the top of the tent:

"These immortal cultivators are very difficult to deal with, and the leader is no less than me. There have been dozens of casualties from the front. Holy Son, it seems that the liars from the Golden Spirit Tribe have lied to us again."

"Mu Ming, don't worry about these minutiae."

In the hall, a tall man with a pair of green sharp horns, a face covered with ink lines, and a burly upper body exposed, heard this and raised his eyelids slightly, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth, and chuckled:

"Don't you see that, this is just an opportunity. As long as we can defeat this group of immortal cultivators, we can naturally set foot on the ancestral continent. Furthermore, if the Jinling Clan cannot resist it, the same will be true for us."

"So, this battle must not only be fought, but also must be fought with all your strength."

The giant man stood up from his seat, took down a large flag embedded with gems from the side, and handed it to the old man in black robe.

"Hold my flag and lead the swarm of flies to sweep the coast. We must not give the immortal cultivator a chance to set up an ambush to prevent the defeat of Gong Shui from happening here!"

The Battle of Gongshui was the first battle between the Immortal Cultivators and the Jinling Empire after they landed in this world.

It happened at the foot of Mount Shengdao, formerly known as "Zhaitian Peak".

Because they were facing an unknown opponent and their tactics were relatively backward, the Jinling tribe's army was introduced into the phantom formation. As a result, hundreds of thousands of people were wiped out, giving the immortal cultivators a chance to gain a firm foothold and build the fairy city of the Holy Dao Mountain.

"Please rest assured, Holy Son!"

The old man in black robe took over the flag and promised.

After a while, the sound of flapping wings was loud.

A swarm of tens of thousands of blowflies rose into the sky with the flag.

The sound was so powerful that it hit the opposite coast.

...

Looking towards the South Cape.

At this moment, Lu Zhong was standing on the rock.

Right now, it's still the vanguard stage.

There is still some time before the armies of both sides collide.

There is a partial army behind him, most of which are recruits just trained by the army, formed by the monks of the army as the backbone.

A number of cloud-shooting crossbows are issued, which have certain resistance to air threats. When evacuating coastal populations from the rear, they are responsible for resisting attacks by small enemy forces until the evacuation is completed.

It is also because of this that Lu Zhong, as the chief officer of the Military Bei Dao, appears here.

Since you can help wherever you go, it is best to help your subordinates.

On the side, subordinate Yu Ming was speaking, explaining the information about the Green Spirit Clan.

The Green Spirit Tribe is one of the hundreds of tribes in the Xiaoling World.

Like other spirit races, they also have special talents. Not only can they absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and develop brute strength comparable to that of Xuan Xiu, they can also communicate with the wild and strange beasts in the forest and have amazing strength, and use this to tame the beasts.

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The most successful among them is naturally the Winged Dragon.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! To this day, the Winged Dragon has almost become a symbol of the Green Spirit Tribe.

Lu Zhong also saw the image of the winged dragon.

This thing is not so much a dragon, but it actually has nothing to do with a dragon. Although its strength can reach the combined stage and touch the upper limit of this world's strength, it is actually just a flying snake with wings and feathers all over its body.

But it's just such a creature, combined with the brute force of the Green Spirit Tribe.

Quite a qualitative change can occur!

Based on speculation.

Even the weakest white-winged dragon knight can still compete with Nascent Soul.

Further up, there is the yellow-winged dragon.

Can defeat the gods.

There are also red-winged dragons, green-winged holy dragons...

However, he would probably never encounter these high-level combat powers.

After all, when a battle begins, the high-level combat power of both sides is often equal. It is impossible for one side to clearly overpower the other, otherwise the battle will not start at all. If it does happen, it will end with one side crushing and destroying the other side.

"...Speaking of the Holy Son of the Green Spirit Tribe, his name is 'Tour Xi'. This person has few talents and has demonstrated his abilities more than once.

Therefore, he is regarded as another hero of the Green Spirit Clan after the Green Lord, who will lead the Green Spirit Clan to the throne. If there are no surprises in this battle, the Holy Son should be sitting opposite.

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To be continued...