The years when I explored the fairyland.

Chapter 324 Chapter 321: Moving the Mountain Begins

Too illusory.

In Xuanzhen Palace, inside the main hall, Xu Cheng and the other three gathered again, and Zuoqiu Tong was also urgently summoned!
"The sea tribe and the demon tribe actually launched an attack at the same time. This will inevitably involve a huge amount of manpower and supplies from Dayun and Dayan Dynasty. This is trouble!"

"We are in big trouble!"

Yi Huai's loud voice echoed in the hall, sounding a bit anxious.

Wei Fangjie calmly analyzed: "My fellow brothers, don't you think this is too much of a coincidence? Could they be playing tricks here?"

“It’s hard to say, and if it’s really them, there would be more than just this little movement.

I'm afraid they will have bigger plans!"

"What do you think? Is it possible that our plan to move the mountain has been leaked? Or are they targeting the plan?"

"In theory, it should be impossible. We are so careful and only a few people know about it."

"You should know what those things are capable of. If they stole the plan without anyone noticing, it seems possible!"

“That’s even harder to say!”

"and many more……"

After listening for a long time, Zuo Qiutong finally couldn't help it. He interrupted the discussion of Xu Cheng and the other three and said, "Can anyone tell me what that 'they' are that makes you so afraid?"

Xu Cheng and the other three looked at each other, and Fan Tiehu asked, "Tell him?"

"We should tell him. After all, he deserves our trust."

"But he hasn't gone through the process of self-examination and hasn't verified it yet!"

"But if there is something wrong with him, the plan to move the mountain will be a joke, so I think we should give him credit."

"Then tell him!"

Xu Cheng made the decision and told Zuoqiu Tong some things about the extraterritorial demons. He used the language as concisely as possible and explained the matter clearly in just a few words.

Zuoqiu Tongze was unable to recover for a long time. In fact, the form and ability of the extraterritorial demon were beyond his imagination!
Xu Cheng did not give him much time to hesitate and asked directly: "Master Zuo, I called you here today to tell you the secret of the Heavenly Demon for only one thing..."

He didn't finish his words, but Zuoqiu Tong already understood, that is, the "Mountain Moving Plan", should it be continued?
Or just pause it?

Zuoqiu Tong's eyes flickered and he fell into deep thought.

In fact, he had already made some preparations before coming, but he didn't expect that it would involve the extraterritorial demons, which was beyond his expectations.

Now, all he has to do is to add these variables and review the situation.

Xu Cheng and the other three did not make any noise to disturb them, but just waited quietly.

After a long time, Zuo Qiutong suddenly raised his head. He and Xu Cheng and the other three looked at each other and said in a decisive tone, "Several palace masters asked for my opinion. I only have one thing to say. The Mountain Moving Plan must be carried out."

Xu Cheng asked: "Tell me your reasons!"

“Assuming that the affairs of the sea tribe and the demon tribe have nothing to do with the extraterritorial demons, then our plan cannot be stopped.

So much manpower and resources have been invested, and so many soldiers have sacrificed their lives for this. How can we just stop?

What will they do if they stop?”

Fan Tiehu said, "What if the affairs of the sea tribe and the demon tribe are all related to the extraterritorial demons?"

“What I can be sure of is that this is just the beginning. The extraterritorial demons will definitely have bigger plans, and will definitely cause huge losses to the human race.

In this case, the mountain moving plan cannot be stopped.

Not only can you not stop, you must also speed up, or start immediately.

Because, in the face of huge losses, the human race must have some tangible results in order to stabilize people's hearts and morale.

Otherwise, it is not impossible that the economy will be in a state of panic and even collapse completely.”

"Perhaps what we need to do now is to preserve a little hope of victory in the midst of defeat."

"I know that if I act hastily, there will be huge losses and even the possibility of failure, but this is the best outcome I can think of."

Xu Cheng and the other three looked at each other without much surprise. Perhaps, before Zuo Qiutong arrived, they had already discussed it many times and had made a decision long ago.

After exchanging glances and confirming what he was thinking, Xu Cheng directly asked, "Left Sect Leader?"

"exist!"

"In that case, let's execute it. Today, right now, the Mountain Moving Plan will be officially launched."

Zuo Qiuyi looked incredulous: "Really?"

"Really! Go now, don't delay."

"Okay! I'll go right away!"

Zuo Qiutong left in a hurry, while Xu Cheng looked at his fellow apprentices and said, "Let's start preparing.

This time, since our Senior Brother is not here, our Xuanzhen Palace must do its best."

……

When the tide raised by the sea tribe submerged the land; when the demon tribe came out of the mountains and faced the human army, it foreshadowed the opening of two other battlefields, and the human race's troops and resources had to be divided.

At the Rising Sun Defense Line, almost at the same time, the ghost tribe seemed to have received the message and launched a more fierce attack.

First, in the middle battlefield, the ghost immortal Mu Shang held a grand ceremony involving more than 100,000 people.

The blood and corpses of a full 100,000 people covered the sacrificial pit, piling up layer upon layer like a blood-stained hill.

And during the crazy Nuo dance of the ghost tribe’s sacrifice, a strange atmosphere filled the sky and the earth.

Then, the Rising Sun Ghost Town, which had been engaged in an endless battle with them, was banished back to the underworld in a trance.

Also exiled were, of course, the ghost tribe under Si Yuanyou.

But when they wanted to enter the human world again, they found that the entrance to this world was completely blocked.

This is the purpose of the great sacrifice, to exile and blockade. As a result, the greatest help of the Dongtian human race was destroyed.

The Mu Shang Ghost Immortal let out a loud roar, and the statues on the Ghost Immortal City came back to life and turned into ghost kings, leading the ghost army that had been prepared long ago and charging into the battlefield.

This time, as many as ten ghost kings attacked together with overwhelming arrogance.

There is also the ghost immortal Mu Shang sitting behind, looking like he will not give up until he achieves his goal.

Fortunately, on the Dongtian human side, Baidi and Donghuang are always ready.

As soon as they saw the situation was not good, they charged forward directly. Later, the Dongtian human race’s army continued to rush into the battlefield, and they were able to barely maintain the situation.

However, sacrifice is inevitable.

In this battle alone, the Dongtian human race lost more than 30,000 soldiers and suffered countless injuries. They even had to retreat hundreds of miles and only maintained the situation by relying on numerous ghost-proof fortresses.

Then there was the left army. The red-feathered ghost fairy displayed his divine power, the six-winged firebird bloomed with endless ghost fire, and the sound of its sharp roar spread throughout the entire Zhou Juetian.

Then, under the magical power, countless flying birds and ghosts swarmed in like an ocean and launched a suicidal attack.

They are not big in size. Even the great goshawk eagle is not as big as a human. But when their numbers reach a certain level, it can be terrifying.

What's more, under the control of the Red-Feathered Ghost Immortal, they seemed to have lost their minds, swooping down, directly impacting and burning into clusters of ghost fire and cold wind.

Under this kind of attack, ordinary warriors have no place to stand, and immortal cultivators can only hold on with the help of defensive magic weapons.

The slightest negligence or lack of strength would result in instant death.

In the end, it was the 749 altars that came in handy. With the mana supply from 2,401 immortal cultivators at all costs, they were able to unleash a magical power - the Samadhi Divine Wind.

The sky and earth were dim, and the divine wind was devastating. Wherever it passed, thousands of birds seemed to be immobilized and fell straight down like rain. Theoretically speaking, the battlefield on the left was the easiest to deal with.

On the main battlefield on the right, the human army collapsed directly.

The Eight Desolate Ghost City also used the method of sacrifice, using tens of thousands of human beings and some special spiritual materials to bring about a bloody storm.

Wind and rain, of course, cannot kill people, but when this bloody storm falls on the human race, it brings about all kinds of negative effects.

Weakness, dizziness, slowdown, low morale...

On the contrary, although the ghost clan did not receive any buff, they were at least not affected. The effect of this increase and decrease was very obvious.

Even if the human soldiers fought desperately, even if countless immortal cultivators and warriors followed one after another, it was of no avail.

When the balance of war began to shift to one side, it could no longer be stopped. After organizing as many as three counterattacks, the human race was ultimately unable to reverse the defeat.

The human race's right wing army collapsed just like that, like a mountain torrent, never to return.

The Eight Desolate Ghost Fairy City flew first, breaking through the air, with dark divine light shooting out from the bow continuously. With an unparalleled posture, it led hundreds of thousands of ghost troops to chase and kill without stopping.

In war, casualties are always greatest when there is a defeat.

And the Eight Desolate Ghost Immortal City obviously doesn't want to let go of any of them.

They chased and fled for hundreds of miles. When only half of the human race was left dead or wounded, they arrived at a hilly area.

The terrain is hilly, with relatively high ground on the four sides and lower ground in the middle, rising in layers.

The human army was on the verge of despair, but this aroused their resistance. They lined up again, raised their weapons, as if they were going to fight to the death.

Therefore, when the ghosts rushed in, all they could see was a group of defeated soldiers, huddled together, as if they were standing firm for the last time, also exuding a bit of tragic momentum.

Until this moment, in the Eight Desolate Ghost Fairy City, there were bursts of hoarse laughter, ghosts crying and wolves howling, but full of mockery.

He spoke in the unfamiliar human language: "You are all spoils of war for me, the Eight Desolate Ghost Immortal!"

At the bow of the Sky Patrol Boat, a dark light lit up again, and a thick divine light shot out, bringing with it no longer the killing power that pierced through everything, but the spreading cold wind and ice.

Obviously, he was planning to freeze the last of the human race, drag them back, and show off his military power in front of other ghost immortals.

But at this moment, just as the dark divine light was about to descend, a figure fell from the sky.

He held high an ancient mirror, pure black with patterns on one side, and faced the divine light directly.

Then, this divine light was completely absorbed, and then turned over, with the pure white side pointing towards the Eight Desolate Ghost Immortal City, and the cold divine light was reflected back.

The same experience had already happened once in the Eight Desolate Ghost Immortal City, so this time, it would naturally not be hurt by its own attack.

Just as the divine light was descending, another divine light shot out from the bow of the ship. The two collided and dissipated in mid-air.

The aftermath spread in all directions, but had little effect on the being standing above the sky.

On the top of the Eight Desolate Ghost Fairy City, a ghost with a slender figure and wearing a crown of cold wind and ghost fire finally appeared.

As soon as he appeared, the heaven and earth fell silent, and the howling wind seemed to be afraid to act rashly.

He held his head high, and spoke in a hoarse voice: "Who is coming?"

"Xuanzhen Palace, Yi Huai, I have met the Eight Desolate Ghost Immortal."

"Xuan Zhen Palace, I've heard of this name, but why isn't it Chu Zhenjun who came?"

Yi Huai smiled easily: "The main reason is that you are not qualified enough for my senior brother to come forward, so, only I am here!"

“Hahahaha, hahahaha, hahahahaha…”

The Eight Desolate Ghost Immortal first laughed, then laughed loudly, and finally sneered: "You humans are really stubborn!
So what if you come? "

"Do you want to save them all by yourself? Or do you think you can escape from my hands?"

Yi Huai was still smiling: “I want to protect them, but I don’t want to escape, and I also want to keep you here.

Tsk tsk, killing a ghost fairy is so impressive! "

"kill me?"

The Ghost Immortal of Eight Desolations seemed to have heard a huge joke: "My life is here, come and take it if you have the guts!"

"Come on, come on!"

Yi Huai pointed the spear in his hand to the sky, and his magic power turned into flames and exploded in the sky.

Then, on the top of the hills and in all directions, it seemed as if a rippling illusion dissipated, revealing countless human legions.

Leading the way were actually a number of cannons.

The dark barrel flashed with a cold metallic light, and the silver lines densely covered the barrel of the gun formed an intricate spiritual pattern, with a spiritual stone embedded at the end.

As for the base of the artillery, it is no longer just two wheels, but a thick and solid base that can be rotated left and right and adjusted up and down at will.

There are thirty such cannons, distributed on both sides, and behind the cannons is a large crossbow.

Although it is called a crossbow, it has actually been improved a lot. For example, it no longer uses a bowstring to shoot, but is driven by magic power.

For example, each time he shot, it was not one arrow, but twelve, which were loaded in a low-grade magic weapon with twelve holes, like a honeycomb.

When replacing, just replace this magic weapon. It has a very fast speed and a very long range, but it consumes a lot of arrows.

What limits its power is the creation of special arrows.

These are the results of the weapons research and development, improvement and optimization made by the All Living Beings Alliance during this period. All that can be shown off is here.

The cannon had a new name, called the Shenji Cannon. The firing direction could be adjusted at will, the range was as high as ten thousand feet, and the killing power was extremely impressive.

The original Eight-Ox Crossbow has become the Divine Hundred-Refined Crossbow, which can shoot twelve arrows at a time and has a range of over a thousand feet.

A salvo of fire was like falling rain, there was no way to hide from it.

The sudden change made the Eight Desolate Ghost Immortal's eyes more cautious. He sensed something was wrong. Now thinking about it, it seemed that the human race collapsed too easily.

But Yi Huai didn't give them time to react. Another beam of gunfire shot into the sky and exploded again.

Then, thirty divine cannons were infused with magic power and expanded rapidly in the densely packed space.

Then, loud noises of "boom boom boom" were heard, and one shell after another flew towards the ghost army.

These shells were certainly not ordinary shells. When they hit the ground, a sudden evil-killing golden light spread outward.

That was the effect of at least ten evil-removing talismans wrapped together, activated at once, like golden smoke rising from the ground and spreading outwards.

To the ghosts, these were as deadly as sulfur. Wherever they went, the ghosts' bodies began to fuse.

But this is not over yet!
In addition to ten evil-repelling talismans, the huge shells also contained a large number of thorns.

That’s right, it’s not caltrops, but caltrops.

Each one is the size of a thumb and covered with thorns. It is a young plant taken from a desert plant and dried.

For the ghost clan, there is actually no difference between iron and wood, because neither can kill ghosts.

But for humans, the cost of this thing is very, very low. As for its lethality?

Throw them into the purple light grass and soak them for a while, and the ghost-killing effect will come into play.

In the rippling golden light, there are these wood thorns dyed with purple grass. Wherever they pass, they leave small holes on the bodies of the ghosts. The effect is just right.

If the ghost is dead, then it’s nothing. If it’s not dead, then it’s worse than being dead!
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