The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 254: Garrisoning one side?
Once the Jiuzhou Taoist army entered the Qingwei Heaven Realm, they were able to let go. The nineteen Taoist armies, each in their own area, prepared their weapons and horses, just waiting for the order from Jiang Zu.

At the top were the two immortal masters Qingwei and Dachi, who temporarily stayed at the front line of Dachi Sky and went to Qingwei Immortal Palace to pay homage to the Immortal Lord Zhouguang - Jiang Zu.

He also exchanged greetings with Dugu Jianxian, Wanjie Yinling, and those "half-immortals" with strange auras, who looked like immortals but were not immortals, and met them face to face, such as the Qiongming Prince with a body of precious light rising to the sky, and the Jinwu Emperor Chen with a heroic aura...

The hearts of the Three Heavens and Two Immortals were high. They didn't know to what extent the immortal cultivators of Jiuzhou could fight, but with this lineup, they had the aura of being at the peak of eight points of the ancient world. They visited Jiang Zu, and wept for the death of Immortal Zulong. They decided with the immortals to attack Yu Yutian.

All they knew was that this was the only chance to retake the Yu Yu Heavenly Realm. Even if the Nine Provinces Immortals remembered the old relationship, this would be the only chance.

Even if they had to fight to the death in the two realms of immortality, Qingwei Heaven and Dachi Heaven, they would still have to defeat the gods and demons in the wilderness, take back Yu Yutian, close the gap in the three heavens, and repair the boundary wall...

In this way, there will be hope for the future of his Three Days Ancient World!

Wu Yong was completely unaware of the immortal's plan.

At this time, he placed his hopes for Fengdu in the Qingwei Heaven Realm. The Fengdu Palace greedily absorbed the principles of the Dao which were completely different from those of the Jiuzhou.

Nineteen Taoist armies each led a region, and Wu Yong was in the clouds, absorbing the pure and subtle energy of heaven. At that time, the virtual image of the "Youxian Temple" in his visualization suddenly lit up, and the order appeared from the virtual image.

After a long wait, he finally got the mission. Wu Yong waved his right hand, and the order appeared from nothing between his two fingers.

[The Fuyao Taoist Army, the Zhenling Taoist Army and the Great Scarlet Sky move, heading north of the Great Scarlet Sky to respond to...]

Are you stationed in the north of the Great Scarlet Sky?

Wu Yong held the decree in his hand, and saw a phantom light appearing on it, revealing a bird's-eye view of the Great Scarlet Sky. The two Taoist armies of Fuyao and Zhenling were the successors of the Yuanshen family who had been fighting on the cloud land for hundreds of years.

There are green spots on the picture, which represent the troops from various regions. It is obvious that some people from the 19th Army have already started to move.

"Gentlemen, have you been waiting for a long time?"

"The ancestor immortal has ordered us to move to the north of the Great Red Sky. A new round of battle is about to begin."

"You all should leave a trace of soul in Fengdu. If you don't take it with you in this life, I guarantee that at the very least you will have a life as an underworld official, and your underworld spirit body can still participate in the Great Dao..."

After issuing an order to all cultivators, Fengdu Youyou Heavenly Palace soared into the sky, transformed into a ray of faint light, escaped from the sky and sea, broke through the cloud barrier, and headed straight for the world filled with war and disaster.

The three great worlds are each fairyland above the clouds, but that fairyland is its foundation. There are countless cloud-land continents on the periphery, which exist like the four continents of Qingyun, existing around the periphery of the heavens and are also barriers to the three worlds.

If these cloud worlds had not existed, it would be hard to say whether the ancient world could have survived until today.

Great red sky in the north.

Golden Scale Island.

This is the largest cloud realm in the north of the Great Scarlet Sky. If placed in the Primal Chaos, it would have the foundation of a fourth-level realm.

At this moment, the vast universe was filled with smoke. The most peaceful land in the past had long since become a bloody murderous place with mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The remnants of soldiers standing on the battlefield rushed straight into the sky. Meteors after another streaked across the sky, rubbing against the strong wind to pull out long tails of flames, and then slammed heavily into the ground.

【Peng】

Several more huge objects smashed onto the heavy spiritual light barrier, but how could these objects be stars? They were clearly terrifying boulders one after another.

Then there was a sound of thunder from within the barrier, and arrows flew out at a speed that almost distorted space, scaring the many figures outside the barrier to dodge. However, the talismans on the arrows lit up, and resonant sounds were heard. Screams were heard from the army in the Wilderness, and no one knew how many lives were killed in this rain of talismans and arrows.

"Huh! Idiot."

There was another sneer from the rear, and several huge figures appeared behind the Wilderness Army. They showed no mercy when they saw the warriors who died in the siege. The terrifying figure in the lead kicked away the soldier who was blocking him and looked at Fang Yundu cruelly.

As long as they capture Fangyundu, they can march straight into Jinlinzhou and get the first credit.

The terrifying figure immediately grinned and pulled out a long vine stick from the void.

"You bastards, get in here and let me get in."

The tall figure with a human body, deer antlers, scaly arms and a dragon tail held a coiled vine stick in his hand, pointed it toward the sky, and with one strike, he pushed the terrifying mountain crossbow thrown out from the barrier in front of him. After the army swept through the entire barrier, he transformed into a seven-hundred-foot-tall god and demon, grasped the vine stick in his hand, and with one strike, he broke the mountain and completely shattered the barrier that had long been dim.

Shouts and cries of killing arose, and the cloud crossing of the Golden Scale Continent was broken...

The sky, clouds and land were all dyed red by the flames of war and blood. The ground cracked and sank, and blood rained from the sky. Yuanshen Zhenjun and the King of the Wilderness fought in the clouds. Both sides fought until they were exhausted, and finally one of them died. In the sky, blood rained heavily, and the waves became smaller and smaller, and in the clouds and land, the shouts and screams became farther and farther away.

When a chaotic gale blew in from outside the realm, the Three Heavenly Immortal Cultivators fought with the various people in the Wilderness, some retreated, some fled, and some seized large cities. The gathered blood river had not yet cooled down, and only half of the long banner was left still standing obliquely on the scene.

In Jinlinzhou, the Cloud Ferry was broken and the barrier no longer existed. The army of the Wilderness swarmed in from the gap in the Cloud Land, bypassed the two sides of the Cloud Ferry, and did not chase after the Three Days Immortals. Instead, they laughed and went straight into the cities of Yunzhou, trying to seize the merit of capturing the city walls.

Looking at the Golden Scale Continent where the clouds and soil were shattered and the sky turned blood, a female cultivator was the first to burst into sobs.

In Chitian there was a Qu tribe who were good at making talismans in red ink and could impeach and kill ghosts and gods. Their voices shocked the whole world.

The Danshu Qu family entered the Jinlinyun Realm hundreds of years ago, and out of eagerness to protect the land, they brought their entire clan here. It has been 347 years since then. When they came, there were 3,000 Qu descendants. Until now, the Danshu are all gone, their bloodline is withered, and only a few remnants are left, dragging their Danshu Shannu and Molu chariots and limping back.

The world collapsed and the clan was destroyed in an instant.

Looking around, there are very few blood descendants.

Everyone is in panic, what hope is there?
God does not regret the disaster, and everyone will suffer from it!

The Qu family was full of loyal warriors, but they only regretted that they could not protect the Cloud Land, nor the spirits of the Golden Scale Realm. Infected by the sound and color, people from all directions started to cry, and the sound of wailing and weeping was endless in the wild. But in the end, the three ancestors of the family were all killed, and the Cloud Land fell. They were no longer able to do anything...

"Noisy!"

"I can hear this despairing sob from thousands of miles away. It's so annoying."

The King of the Wilderness traveled a hundred miles in one step. Looking at the wailing and weeping, the bad memories from his childhood began to flood into his mind, and he shouted angrily.

At the same time, the body of the god and demon that was more than seven hundred feet tall appeared, and it pulled up the thousand-foot coiled vine stick and struck it down with cruel pleasure, wanting to shatter all the bad memories.

The remaining members of the Qu family who were running exhaustedly in the wilderness and the common people who fled with the army were frightened speechless by this terrifying figure. They just had to wait for the pillar of heaven to fall, and then there would be no disease or disaster, and they wouldn't have to worry anymore, right?
"Ok?"

"Uh!"

The remaining troops in the wilderness were frightened by the sound of breaking air and closed their eyes in a trance, but after hearing the doubts and groans of the King of the Wilderness, they all looked up.

The dragon-like King Huang staggered repeatedly, causing the ground to rumble. He used the coiled vine stick to support himself on the ground to stabilize his body.

"I'm not too late. If the barriers of all the cities in the entire Cloud Realm are broken, it will be difficult to rebuild them..."

Wu Yong paused.

“It’s very distressing!”

The next moment, the Great Sun Emperor Wheel in his palm was thrown out, and it turned into a sun a thousand feet in size, carrying the power and majesty of the emperor, and rolled straight towards the Dragon Man King.

"Where are the Seven?"

"Please clean up all the cities, in groups of two, and kill all the Desolate Kings above the Yuanshen level one by one."

"Blood God Son, Yin Erlang, Li Man, take my jade order, drive the Cloud Whale to move, let it devour the void first, and block the entrance to the Cloud Ferry."

"The group of Immortals command 700 Taoist puppet masters. They must not split up their forces or be greedy for merit. They must concentrate in one place and attack from both sides. Zi Ling will be the commander-in-chief of the troop movement and Zhao Zhen will be the commander-in-chief of the troop command. They will use the Tianhe Treasure Shuttle as an opportunity to move to all directions and show their ability to defeat the enemy with a large force."

"Generals of the Yinhuang, please lead millions of Yin soldiers to roam in all directions and visit various cities to stop the spread of the desolate area."

Looking at the dragon man who was comparable to a great true master, Wu Yong scanned him with his starry eyes. It seemed that he was the strongest leader of this side.

Wu Yong issued orders to the four directions, dividing the troops into four groups. When they were ready to set off, he pointed with his right hand, and the Fengdu in the sky stretched down. In an instant, he brought the hundreds of thousands of immortal cultivators and mortals who had fled from the wild into the underworld, leaving only one sentence in everyone's ears:
Everyone, please take a rest first, and I will take the pair of dragon horns!
So crazy.

The dragon man Huang Wang, who was about to lift the Big Sun Golden Crow away with a stick, raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, turned around and stepped forward, breaking the air with his stick, and stabbed out with great force with a dragon-shaped image.

【Click】

However, the handsome young man just threw a punch and then confidently took the stick.

"I don't know how to die!"

【vomit……】

Before the King of the Wilderness could sneer, Wu Yong instantly transformed into a golden god, with the Three Disasters Divine Light entwined around him. With one punch, he shattered the ten-mile void. The boundless divine power suddenly hit the King of the Wilderness, and the Three Disasters Divine Light strangled him. With one blow, he was knocked to the ground, vomiting blood.

"Hmm? It seems that the gods and demons are the same?"

Wu Yong raised his eyebrows and smiled, and with a flick of his right hand, a nine-section magic staff appeared, which suddenly turned into a two-meter-long green spear. The Great Sun Emperor Wheel seemed to have suffered a loss, and its anger continued. It hovered in the sky, crying angrily.

"You..." The King of the Wilderness glanced at the young man and felt his arm bones and ribs shattered by one blow.

See you all.

However, the next moment, Zhaoshen's golden spear arrived, breaking through the void with one spear, thunder and fire bursting, and strong winds raging, knocking the long vine stick in his hand away. He pushed with his left palm, and Qishan's thunder god magic behind him appeared on his head, and the thunder magic pierced through the chest of this official with one blow.

Hmm? The lightning spell was broken with one strike?

Looking at the figure lying on the ground, Wu Yong was somewhat puzzled.

"Master Changsheng, this official's magical power is Fractal Metamorphosis!"

Seeing that the King of the Desolate Realm would be subdued in three moves, an old cultivator on the Yintu shouted.

He and other descendants of the Qu family have been fighting against the King of Desolation for more than a hundred years, and they know best that this person has the ability to shed his skin and form fractals. The ancestor of the Qu family has also fought him off several times, but was unable to catch him because of his fractal shed skin.

Upon hearing this, Wu Yong turned around and saw that the "Dragon King" of the Desolate Territory had indeed shed his skin and turned into a dragon, then fled into the distance.

However, before he was ejected, the king sensed an immense force behind him. When he looked back, he saw only a pitch-black cave entrance.

Wu Yong shook the gourd, then gently covered the gourd mouth and nodded slightly to the old cultivator on the dark earth.

This man was wearing a beautiful robe with scattered silver threads, strange pupils in his eyes, a jade-like face, a three-flower ornament on his brow, a green gourd hanging from his waist, and a small Hunyuan hammer on his jade belt. He looked like a banished immortal, and he raised his hand to capture the culprit who was about to destroy the Golden Scale Realm.

The cultivators who were rescued in Yintu finally let go of their worries and breathed heavily.

It turned out to be a god sent from heaven, who survived the disaster!

(End of this chapter)