In the main hall, calm was restored again. Nan Jinrong glanced at Meng Lingfeng, who was sitting in the headmaster's seat, and asked calmly: "You are the master, please tell me what to do."
After hearing Nan Jinrong's question, Meng Lingfeng smiled bitterly and shook his head. His eyes slowly swept over the faces of the people below. His cold and stern eyes were like sharp blades, which made the disciples who had reacted fiercely just now not dare to fight with him. Looking at each other.
In front of the Master, Meng Lingfeng could be an obedient disciple, but the Master did not let him step down from the position of head teacher, so he always felt that he had to be a good leader.
Therefore, his mood at the moment was the same as Nan Jinrong's, a little disappointed and a little angry, but he was the headmaster after all, and his thoughts, views, and thoughts were much more comprehensive.
His eyes slowly swept over, and after a moment, he landed on a disciple of the Hunsha Sect.
A trace of imperceptible panic flashed in the disciple's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, tried to remain normal, and lowered his head naturally.
"Disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall obey orders,"
Meng Lingfeng shouted sharply, and around the disciple who was stared at by his gaze, five streaks of blood light suddenly flashed in the void. The blood light passed by, and five Hunsha Sect disciples in blood-colored robes stood quietly in the hall. Surrounded the disciple in the middle.
Their eyes were fixed on the trapped disciple, with coldness and solemnity in their eyes. They only waited for Meng Lingfeng's order to be executed without hesitation.
"Headmaster, you..." The trapped disciple suddenly shouted, his face full of grievances.
Meng Lingfeng looked at this disciple with sharp eyes and asked quietly: "Han Mo, do you want to commit suicide now, or wait for the law enforcement disciples to do it?"
The flesh on Han Mo's face trembled, and he suddenly took a step forward and shouted aggrievedly: "This disciple is loyal to the sect. I don't understand why the master treats me like this."
Meng Lingfeng looked at him calmly: "If you are really loyal, you shouldn't say such words at this moment that will cause trouble to the sect."
Speaking of this, Meng Lingfeng's eyes flashed with cold light, and he said in a cold voice: "A hundred years ago, you entered the trial battlefield and were selected by our Hunsha Sect because of your outstanding performance. But you think that our Hunsha Sect selects disciples? Are you so rash? Before every disciple entered the Hunsha Sect, the four of me searched for your souls. The purpose of your entry into the Hunsha Sect, Han Mo, is clear to us. It was just to achieve a certain goal with the Shanhai Pavilion. We have not directly broken this balance, but now, you jump out at this time, how can I tolerate you?"
"Do it," there was a sharp shout, and a chain of blood and light appeared in the hands of the five blood-robed law enforcement disciples at the same time. With Han Mo's third level of cultivation in the treasure talisman realm, he had no ability to struggle under these five chains.
As soon as the blood light faded, the five law enforcement disciples disappeared into the hall together with Han Mo.
Inside the main hall, it was deathly calm.
"Not to mention that Han Mo has evil intentions and deliberately disrupts your fighting spirit. To put it simply, do you think that Shanhai Pavilion's attack on our Hunsha Sect is really just because of Chu Tian? Shanhai Pavilion has been determined to destroy our Hunsha Sect over the years. You have never died, and our Hunsha Sect has been able to exist to this day, relying on strength, but more importantly, it is unyielding blood. Today, I see your blood slowly disappearing, and I am very disappointed," he has not said anything. Nan Jinrong spoke at this time, and the vicissitudes of voice fell in the ears of every Hunsha Sect disciple, making them lower their heads in shame.
Meng Lingfeng smiled bitterly and sighed in his heart. He didn't see the phenomenon mentioned by the master. It's just that Shanhai Pavilion is too powerful after all. The Ye Luo Yesha sent this time is even more unpredictable and truly powerful. Strong, any one of them is comparable to Master Nan Jinrong. Unless the Hunsha Sect always hides in this sect-protecting formation, it will be impossible to withstand this Shanhai Pavilion's fatal attack.
"Then what should we do now?" Thinking of this, Meng Lingfeng sighed, looked at Nan Jinrong and said.
"Wait, Shanhai Pavilion knew that our Hunsha Sect's sect-protecting formation could not be broken, but still sent Ye Luo and Ye Cha here. I'm afraid they were afraid that our Hunsha Sect would stab them in the back, so they used these two to contain them. We, as for the old guy Gui Haichao, may want to take action against Youyan Desert and the Chu family.
"Then we can't keep waiting like this," Nan Jinrong's second disciple asked in the main hall.
"Waiting is also the best way. At least we have held back Ye Luo Ye Sha. In this way, it can be regarded as reducing some pressure on Chu Tian and Qing Hun," Nan Jinrong raised his eyes and looked at himself The second disciple said in a deep voice.
The far west of Tianwu Continent is an endless mountain range. In the dark night, three figures suddenly flashed across a mountain peak.
It was Chu Tian, Feng Lizhu and Si Qinghun.
"Is there any reply from Lingshou?" After standing still, looking at the desolate scene in front of him, Chu Tian frowned slightly and asked.
"She has responded to the message and everything has been sorted out over there," Feng Lizhu said with a smile.
On the top of the mountain peak, it was slowly quiet. Chu Tian's eyes flickered. After a moment, his fists clenched suddenly, and a cold voice lingered in the quiet night sky.
"All grievances and grudges will be completely settled this time."
In the vast night sky, hundreds of tiny red dots like flames vaguely appeared. After a while, those flames gradually grew in size, and finally turned into a dozen fire eagle beasts whose bodies were as red as burning and roared past.
On the front Fire Eagle Beast, Si Qinghun narrowed his eyes and looked at the distant sky, turned his head to Chu Tian beside him and asked: "We have now entered the Tianwu Continent,"
Chu Tian nodded, took out a sheepskin map from the talisman, slowly unfolded it, pointed to a certain area with his hand, and said: "This is the imperial city of Chu State. According to our speed, tomorrow morning, we can arrival,"
Having said this, Chu Tian exhaled heavily, calmed down his slightly anxious thoughts, sat cross-legged on the Fire Eagle Beast's spacious back, closed his eyes and rested.
The Fire Eagle Beast is an extremely powerful race in the Youyan Desert. It is unique to Huoyun County. It is rumored that it is the descendant of the Phoenix Clan and the Peng Clan in the ancient times. It has the blood of the divine beast in its body, is extremely fast, and is good at long distances. Trekking, its huge body can easily carry hundreds of people.
Now, on the backs of these hundreds of fire eagle beasts, there are densely packed human figures standing. These are demon cultivators above the peak level of earth beasts in the Youyan Desert, as well as Lich tribesmen above the heavenly talisman realm.
A team of tens of thousands, with the support of the Fire Eagle Beast, can not only avoid the hardship of traveling long distances, but also avoid being discovered by the Kraken patrols along the way.
After all, this fire eagle beast is not only fast, but also flies extremely high.
Therefore, in one day and one night, the army directly approached the imperial city of Chu.
Standing on top of the fire eagle beast, Chu Tian looked at the cities shrouded in thick smoke. As he got closer, the uneasiness in his heart became more intense. After staying uneasy for a few minutes, he finally Unable to control his emotions, he turned to Si Qinghun, Feng Lizhu and the others and said, "I'll take the first step, and you guys should follow as soon as possible."
Hearing Chu Tian's words, Feng Lizhu was startled at first, but did not dissuade him. With the former's current strength, I am afraid that even if he directly attacks the sea monster army, even if he cannot defeat the mysterious man, he will never suffer a loss.
Moreover, there is an ancestral witch in the imperial city. Whether it is combat experience or strength, Feng Lizhu and Si Qinghun do not have much worry about him. Despite this, Feng Lizhu nodded with some worry, while Si Qinghun Hun Ze didn't say a word, still lying on the back of the Fire Eagle Beast with his eyes closed, as if he didn't hear Chu Tian's words at all.
Smiling at Feng Lizhu and nodding, Chu Tian flashed his body and disappeared on the back of the Fire Eagle Beast.
After a few flashes, he left afterimages in the air and disappeared directly from everyone's sight.
"If you are worried, then let these fire eagle beasts go faster, otherwise, when we get there, everything will be solved for him," Si Qinghun lazily opened his eyes and looked at Feng Lizhu With a disappointed expression, he smiled slightly and patted the Fire Eagle Beast under him.
Feng Lizhu's cheeks turned slightly red, she raised her head and let out several strange calls to the sky. Suddenly, hundreds of fire eagle beasts let out neat screams, and strong flames immediately rose from their huge wings. Like it was burning, its speed increased sharply again, and it rushed towards the direction where Chu Tian disappeared.
Hundreds of miles away from the Imperial City of Chu State, there is an extremely complex mountainous area, densely covered with towering ancient trees that reach into the sky like Optimus Primes, making it difficult for sunlight to pour in, making the entire mountain range look a bit eerie.
But now, all the ancient trees on the entire mountain peak have been destroyed, and huge wooden villages extend along the mountain range, almost covering the entire mountain range.
This is the defensive position of the Fallen Spirit Clan. They are responsible for guarding the entrances and exits of the entire imperial city to the outside world, preventing any fish that slip through the net from escaping from here.
The whole village was full of people, and black shadows kept flickering between the villages. There was a tense atmosphere, but it didn't seem panic at all.
A piece of flat land was forcibly carved out at the top of the highest mountain peak. There was no wooden village on the flat land, only a high platform. At this moment, standing tall and tall on the high platform was a middle-aged man wrapped in black robes. His body exuded rich blood. breath.
Even from a long distance, it can be heard clearly, but to the nearly a hundred fallen spirit tribesmen under the high platform, it is as if they have never heard of it. They are not wearing clothes, but are covered with a layer of pitch black. Leather armor.
Runes flashed on the leather armor, showing the unique characteristics of the fallen spirits.
The runes on the surface of their bodies can take on various forms. When in the sea, they appear as fish scales, but on land, they are as tough as animal skins.
The only thing that is the same is that whether it is fish scales or animal skins, there is a bloody runic light shining on them.
At this moment, these Fallen Spirit tribe members stood quietly and neatly around the high platform. In the entire field, apart from the rustling sound of the gentle breeze blowing on the leather armor, there was only the sound of extremely subtle footsteps.
In the quiet atmosphere, suddenly a black shadow flashed from a distance.
"We're finally here," the man in black robe said indifferently on the high platform. He slowly raised his head, and a bloody talisman suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.
"How many people are coming from Youyan Desert this time?" The man in black robe glanced down with emotionless eyes and said calmly.
"Judging from the number of fire eagle beasts, there should be about 30,000, and the worst ones are all peak-level earth beasts," a fallen spirit tribesman below answered respectfully. In front of him was a huge blood mirror. , twelve Fallen Spirit tribe members gathered around the mirror, constantly pouring blood into it.
In the mirror, there are hundreds of fire eagle beasts flying rapidly at high altitudes.