The Demonic Sect Ancestor Can Time Travel

Chapter 203 Ambush and Decision

"Great work! The Twelve Red Moons are quite a force in the Wrathful Witch Universe, aren't they afraid that they will all fall here? Could it be that breaking through the gates of a few small sects whose main force has been transferred away made them miscalculate?" The strength of our universe?" Looking at the evil red moon hanging above the sky, Wang Yuan became more and more puzzled, "Impossible, as a universe-level force with rich experience in conquest of other worlds, it is impossible for them to commit such a low-level crime. Wrong, there should be hidden secrets that I don't know about!"

With doubts, Wang Yuan's projection quickly appeared in the Tianting Governor's Courtyard. There was no need to call, and the other nine heavenly masters also appeared here quickly.

"From the information collected by Wang Zhenjun, the appearance of the red moon represents an inevitable invasion. Regarding the world of witches and witches that is about to fight us, what advice do fellow Taoists have?" In the majestic hall, Heming Mountain Palm Teach Zhang Qingquan to break the silence first, and look at Yuan Zhenwo, the master of the star tower who is good at divination.

Such an obvious act of dumping the pot made the corners of Yuan Zhenwo's mouth twitch, almost unable to maintain his superior demeanor.

It is really embarrassing for him to calculate the unknown across the universe and across heaven and earth.It is also fortunate that Yuan Zhenwo "has made a lot of achievements" in divination, otherwise he would have been really difficult to deal with.

I saw Yuan Zhenwo stroke his long beard, and after pondering for a while, he slowly said in a tone full of magic stick temperament: "Don't ask for divination for what must be done! But I have some humble opinions as an old man, and I plan to do it here." Tell me, I hope all fellow Taoists will not give up!"

Ignoring other people's inexplicable expressions, Yuan Zhenwo's projection lightly twirled his beard and said calmly: "First of all, we should send reliable forces to conduct a comprehensive exploration and understanding of the world of witchcraft. Although we don't know what happened, but Looking at the number of red moons in the sky that day, you can tell that the other party is not planning to take advantage of it and leave."

Hearing this, everyone nodded, obviously not only Wang Yuan, but others also noticed the abnormality of the behavior of the universe.

Moreover, even without this anomaly, everyone still has the understanding in their hearts that "know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles". That's why Yuan Zhen's first suggestion was approved by all the staff.

"Secondly, all the sects in the world have sent their own forces to follow the Heavenly Court to conquer the ink world. The large and medium-sized sects are easy to talk about, but the small sects and casual cultivators have exposed their own lack of defense capabilities in the previous attacks."

Yuan Zhenwo looked around at the people in Dutianyuan, and after a short pause, he continued: "In order to protect their safety and better use every ounce of strength to fight against foreign enemies, we need to let small sects and scattered cultivators, and even Integrate the medium-sized sects as soon as possible."

"What does Fellow Daoist Yuan mean?" Although everyone present understood what Yuan Zhenwo was referring to, Zhang Qingquan still asked. A temptation for everyone present.

He not only needs to know whether Yuan Zhenwo's unusually active performance is for the purpose of changing the current situation of the Taoist sect, but also knows everyone's attitude towards the rapid gathering of small and medium sects and scattered cultivators.

None of the people present were fools, and no one wanted to rashly express their views and leave something for others to say.So everyone turned their eyes back to Yuan Zhenwo, waiting eagerly for him to answer the question and break the game.

"What I mean is to see the progress of the Conquest of the Mo Realm and the Battle of the Conferred Gods! The Heavenly Court is orthodox unless it is a last resort, isn't it?" Seems to have been prepared, Yuan Zhen I naturally dumped the blame Jiang Zhun, the head teacher of Yuxu Palace, who has always been with the old god by his side.

Jiang Zhun, who also looks like an old man, but thinner than Yuan Zhenwo, almost pulled out his beard when he heard the words.

The hidden meaning in Yuan Zhenwo's words is clear to everyone.

As long as in the Battle of the Conferred Gods, the monks die more and die quickly, and all the small and medium sects are tied to the heavenly chariot controlled by the Supervised Heavenly Court in time, all the people present will not have to tear their faces and do the bullying and tyranny. It's a matter of pickling.

On the contrary, the top ten factions that have already stood at the pinnacle of the universe have to think of some lame excuses to swallow the delicacies that have already been placed on the table, regardless of their appearance and nutrition.

This kind of inquiry about everyone's future appearance made it very difficult for Jiang Zhun, the head teacher of Yuxu Palace who pays great attention to appearance.

The ambush has not yet yielded results, so let him make "fine adjustments" to the subsequent conquest of the ink world. Even if he is willing, he must also consider the thoughts and strengths of the indigenous people of the ink world!

Just when everyone has prepared benches, melon seeds, and mineral water, waiting for those who want to save face to lose face.

Jiang Zhun's figure froze suddenly, and there was a blurry scene with some bad signals.

"Didn't this old boy slip away?" Just when such a similar idea flashed subconsciously in everyone's minds, Jiang Zhun's projection returned to nature.

He stood up solemnly, and with a wave of his sleeves, he constructed a real-time changing picture of the universe in front of everyone.

On that picture, one look at the technology tree shows that the two completely different forces are fighting fiercely.

Obviously that is the real-time broadcast of the Conquest of the Mo Realm, the Battle of the Conferred Gods.

"As long as we win the ambush this time, we will be able to lay down a forward base in the ink world. At that time, whether it is to speed up the progress of conferring gods or stick to maintaining the situation in the ink world, it will be under our control!"

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At the same time, in the distant starry sky of the Ink World, the No. 702 fleet of Shengjing Civilization completed the whole fleet transition.

They had just escaped from the leaping wind tunnel, and when the energy carrying capacity of the battleship allowed, they turned on the strongest firepower.

Whether it is anti-matter weapons based on science and technology, logical weapons, space weapons, or holy crystal weapons based on pure Yang stone, which is what they call "sacred crystals", they all move towards the upside-down yin and yang nine palaces presided over by the disciples of Yuxu Palace. Intensive attack.

Although the side of Yuxu Palace had long been prepared for the attack of the Mojie fleet, under such a reckless attack, it seemed that it gradually became difficult to support the reversal of the Yin-Yang Nine Palaces and the movement of the magic circle.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, the ethereal and treacherous formation, although still relentlessly rebounding from the fleet's attacks, the frequency of its rebounding has dropped significantly.

It seems that as long as the No. 702 fleet puts more effort and gets closer, the defensive circle protecting the cave in Baiyunli will be completely torn apart.

"Headmaster Jiang, is your magic circle reliable? If it is pierced through and the bait is swallowed, it won't be beautiful!" Seeing this, Wang Yuan, who was guarding before the spell broadcast, couldn't help asking worriedly .

"It's all about showing weakness to the enemy. Look at those treasure ships that cross the void, haven't they already started to pass through the cosmic barrier? If they take the back road, this Mojie fleet will completely fall into our hands." Jiang Zhun pointed to the void of the universe. Among them, the bows of many ships who appeared quietly said very confidently.

　Bliss is boundless, there is another chapter!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)