"Well? Fellow Daoist Fang, are you the 'elite disciples' of the Five Sects of Shangyu? Is this the commander of our Seven-Nation Alliance? "

In the inner city of Lantian City, a middle-aged monk in Huayi Sect wearing a black Taoist robe looked at the middle-aged Taoist with dozens of foundation-building monks with ugly faces and said angrily.

The middle-aged Taoist also showed helplessness on his honest face, so he had to bow and say:

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, after the defeat of the Five Sects of Shangyu, less than 30% of the foundation-building disciples who retreated to Qing State after the defeat of Lanjiang. With the losses over the past few days, these are the few "elite" disciples left by my Shangyu Sect. If my senior brother is not satisfied, I will have no choice. Why not discuss with me the ancestor?"

After hearing the middle-aged man's words, the anger on his face became even stronger.

The middle-aged Taoist's words are very clear, almost saying "You Huayi Sect is just trying to trick our Shangyu Five Sects. All the remaining disciples are there. If you are not satisfied, go and tell our ancestors."

How can middle-aged people in black robe be satisfied with such a statement that the black robe is threatening half of the threat? But when the middle-aged people in black robe were about to attack, they were stopped by another old man in black robe standing aside.

The old man smiled and said, "The leader also knows that the five sects of Shangyu have worked hard and made great contributions. Fellow Daoist Fang will take them to the city first. When the fellow Taoist returns from the round of defense, I will ask for merit for the fellow Taoist!"

When the middle-aged Taoist saw that the other party finally let go, the middle-aged Taoist's honest face also showed a hint of relief. After bowing to thank the old man, he hurried to the city with a group of "elite disciples".

After the middle-aged Taoist disappeared, the middle-aged man in black robe suddenly turned cold, and he asked the old man in black robe in confusion:

"Senior brother, didn't the ancestor say that he should try his best to weaken the power of the Five Sects of Shangyu? What are you?"

"Junior brother, don't force anything too much. These five sects of the Heavenly Yu have lost their foundation-building disciples. How many people can they have left?"

"Their Nascent Soul Ancestor is still there, but the ancestor didn't force us to rebel."

"What's more, it's not harmful to die a few foundation-building monks. If a late-stage cultivator of the Killing Dan falls, I wonder what kind of face will the fellow Daoist Yun, who is now in charge of the affairs of the five sects?"

As he said that, a meaningful smile appeared on the face of the old man in black.

……………………………………………………………………

"Qua...qua...qu..."

Frogs of frog croaking began to "float" towards Lantian City from the direction of Mulan's army of warriors.

Before the frog sound came, an old man with a yellow robe with a crane-haired and childlike face faintly felt the fluctuations in the distance, and his expression changed instantly on his face.

"It's the 'frog drum spirit technique' of the Poison Frog Department! Class B alert, quickly open the sound insulation array!!!"

The sound of the old man in the yellow robe spreading with his magic power was soon heard by the monks of the Seven Kingdoms who were on guarding the eyes of the array behind the Lantian City Wall.

One of the monks with the array eye began to pour a large amount of magic power into the array eye, and a light-colored light curtain flashing with white light instantly rose above the city.

Almost the moment the light curtain rose, ripples spread out on the light curtain.

When the middle-aged Taoist, who had just taken the disciples of the five sects to climb the top of the city, saw this, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

I didn't expect that I was so lucky. If the senior Huang reacted slowly in this wave, or the soundproof formation was a little slower, the disciples behind me would be less than half on the spot...

The middle-aged Taoist was glad that the great man in Mulan's army was not satisfied.

"Damn Tiannan Dog, the reaction speed is getting faster and faster! This frog drum spiritual technique is getting smaller and smaller!"

At this time, Master Cang, who was originally standing in another place, also came behind the great man. After hearing this, he said lightly:

"Tiannan's strength is still above our clan, and there are more formation methods. Although the frog drum technique is a secret master of my Poison Frog Division, it has been used too many times on this battlefield. It is predictable that the effect is getting smaller and smaller."

"The frog drum technique is no longer of great use. Even if it is still useful, it is just to kill some middle and low-level monks. It is to send orders to various mages to organize progress. If it can destroy several formation bases, it will be truly helpful to our clan's great cause!"

After hearing Master Cang's words, the burly man did not hesitate and patted the purple toad's head on his shoulder.

"Qua!Qua!Qua!"

The purple toad made three short and rapid frog croaking sounds, and countless frog croaking sounds of the same frequency echoed among the entire Mulan army...

In Lantian City, the old man in yellow robe looked at the sweeping sand and fire clouds, and knew that the most difficult "process" was coming.

"Cultivators from various sects leave the city to block the Mulan Dharma and protect the formation base!"

With the order of the old man in the yellow robe, the foundation-building monks from the major sects of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance, led by the alchemy monks of various sects, controlled magic weapons, turned into countless streams of light, and flew towards the Mulan Dharma who was attacking from afar.

……………………………………………………………………

A green flying sword, driven by a white-robed Taoist, flew to a mage with yellow stripes on his face in a flash. Before the other party could react, a green light flashed and cut off the mage's head.

But before the white-robed Taoist was happy, a lightning blew up in his ears...

A red-robed Taoist was driving a small red shield magic weapon, struggling to withstand the spiritual bombardment of several magicians. The next moment, the magicians suddenly turned red, and then they were destroyed in front of the red-robed Taoist's eyes, leaving only a few red flying insects left on the spot...

The monks of Huayimen wearing black robe were driving a poisonous cloud to trap more than a dozen Mulan monks in the middle, and then were alert to the monks and monks fighting around.

A moment later, when more than a dozen Mulan magicians in the poisonous cloud turned into a pool of pus by the poisonous cloud, the monks of Huayi Sect breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on their faces, preparing to find the next target. But suddenly, the smile on his face froze in place, and a red line slowly floated on his neck. The next moment, the blood-sprayed corpse fell down toward the bottom.

...

In the formation of Mulan's army, Master Cang stared at the battlefield ahead with expressionless expression. Countless monks and monks fell on the spot, their eyes were cold, without any fluctuations.

Suddenly, his expression changed slightly, and he looked up at the sky in the distance.

Not only Master Cang, but also Master Mulan's side and Nascent Soul-stage monks from the Seven Kingdoms Alliance noticed the "big movement" in the air almost at the same time.

Hundreds of huge tower ships rowed out layers of clouds and slowly sailed into the sky above Lantian City.

And on these huge tower ships, countless black flags are erected, and there is only one vigorous and ancient seal script on the flag - Yue!
Chapter completed!