Chapter 1962 () The capital of pride(1/3)
The Jinguyuan battlefield, whether it was the previous frontline position or the seven camps managed by Li Huayuan and Hongfu, the others in Huangfeng Valley, had already turned into ruins full of broken eaves and walls.
Seven days ago, the seven-sect coalition forces and the demon army launched a decisive battle at Jinguyuan. Both sides invested a large number of cultivators, spirit beasts and other large-scale attacking tools, and the battle lasted for three days and three nights.
At the beginning, both sides were equally matched and no one could do anything to each other.
But who would have thought...
At the end of the battle, Tianque Fort and Lingbeast Mountain suddenly turned against each other, causing the formation of the seven-sect coalition forces to be in chaos and could not take care of each other. Then, under the crazy attack of the demon coalition forces, the formation could not be supported anymore, and it directly lost the big loss and completely lost the war in the cultivation world that had lasted for several years.
So, the scene in front of you appeared in Jinguyuan: wherever you see, there were fire, smoke and the corpses of monks everywhere. The situation was so tragic that even the original green waters and green mountains had turned into scorched earth. Within a radius of dozens of miles, there were not many intact land or trees!
Obviously, the war between monks in the immortal world is even more tragic and cruel, and more destructive than the war in the mortal world. It is no wonder that the original seven sects placed the battlefield at a rare distance, and there was basically no place in the Golden Drum Origin where mortals live.
However, there are probably no seven sects now. The war has reached this point. Next, even if the six sects of Demon Dao do not kill the remaining five sects, namely Huangfeng Valley, Yinyue Sect, Huadaowu, Qingxu Sect and Giant Sword Sect, I am afraid that Xu Kingdom will not have their place to stand.
After all, just like the mortal countries that need to compete for land, population and various resources, the monks in the immortal world also need good spiritual mountain blessed land, spirit stones, caves, and various herbs of years.
Those resources are limited, and once occupied by others, they will have less of what they have. Therefore, it is natural that war broke out between the original seven sects and the six sects of the Demonic Way.
However, as the saying goes, the centipede insect will not die. Although the seven major sects suffered heavy losses under the siege of the Six Demonic Sects, the traitors Tianque Castle and the Spirit Beast Mountain and were almost wiped out, it is definitely unrealistic to kill so many monks here after just seven days and seven nights of fighting!
Therefore, some sporadic battles occasionally occur in this chaotic battlefield that may have spread to hundreds of miles or even a larger range, which is of course inevitable.
Isn't this?
In this front-line camp in the original Huangfeng Valley, which had been razed to the ground and had almost no living people, after the sweeping magic monks walked away, two Huangfeng Valley monks sneaked out of the ruins of a burning wooden house.
"Wei Niang!"
"Wei Niang?"
"Wake up!"
After confirming that the pursuers had gone far, the man was dragged out by him. The female monk who was still unconscious at this time wanted to wake up as soon as possible.
“Uhhhh…”
"you……"
"Song, Senior Brother Song?"
Finally, the female monk from Huangfeng Valley slowly opened her eyes and woke up.
It turns out that the two of them are not the same, just the disciples of Huangfeng Valley Song Meng and Zhong Weiniang who once destroyed the Heisha Sect with Mo Caihuan.
However, it is unknown why there are only two of them here, and why the others, such as Liu Jing and Wu Xuan, who should have been together, are not here yet.
"Well……"
"What's wrong here?"
"I remember……"
"I was fighting a demon thief just now, but suddenly..."
Looking at everything around him, he vaguely discovered that this was the camp on the front line of Jinguyuan. Zhong Weiniang, who had just woken up, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise and asked in confusion.
She didn't know what was going on here, she only knew that when she was fighting with the people in the Demonic Dao, something seemed to have happened behind her camp. Then, before she could take time to check it out, a sudden pain in her back seemed to be blowing up, and then she didn't know anything.
"We were harmed by traitors!"
"The people from Tianque Castle and Lingbeast Mountain have been betrayed!"
"Wei Niang!"
"This is not a place to talk, let's go!"
After briefly explaining the situation, Song Meng helped Zhong Weiniang up carefully, and then planned to leave.
"But!"
"Where are Brother Jing and the others?"
Just now, before Song Meng released the flying sword, he looked around and saw that the originally prosperous Seventh Sect Camp had turned into such a miserable appearance. While Zhong Weiniang was confused and sad, she couldn't help but ask about the situation of Liu Jing and others.
"I have no idea!"
"After the people from Tianque Castle and Lingbeast Mountain, our formation was all messed up. They had been dispersed long ago, and I haven't seen them again in the past two days."
Song Meng shook his head.
To be honest, he has only been hiding with his unconscious junior sister Wei in the past two days. Where can he have time to care about Senior Brother Liu or Master and others?
"But don't worry, I think they'll be fine."
Then, Song Meng was afraid that his junior sister Zhong Weiniang would be worried, so he quickly comforted him again.
After all, he was not wrong, because their master was very powerful and was one of the elders of Jiedan in Huangfeng Valley. Without the attack of the old Nascent Soul monster, even if Tianque Castle and Lingbeast Mountain counterattack, even if one side loses a big loss, the people in the Demonic Dao would not be able to leave the other side.
As for Senior Brother Liu and the others, he was even less worried.
Like him and Junior Sister Zhong Weiniang, the other party had the flying talisman given by Fairy Mo, who could escape directly from heaven when necessary, and the enemy would definitely have no choice.
In fact, if he hadn't needed to take care of the unconscious junior sister Zhong Wei Niang, he would have thought of using the flying talisman to escape several times before.
But he couldn't, because he didn't know whether the flying talisman could fly with people, so he didn't want to leave his junior sister alone to escape first, so he could only hide and hide on the battlefield for two days.
And now that the junior sister finally woke up, he felt that it was time to break through and return to Huangfeng Valley or go to another place, otherwise, if you continue to stay here, God knows what will happen next.
"alright."
"Junior sister, this is really not a place to talk. There are many magic monks nearby. Let's go quickly!"
Then, he looked around vigilantly, and then Song Meng signaled his junior sister not to ask anymore, but to release his flying sword and prepare to take the other party to quietly leave here.
"Yo!"
"Mr...."
"Look!"
“Before…”
"There are two little mice that have escaped the net!"
It was abruptly, before the two of them started to act, there were waves of charming and sarcastic teasing sounds heard from afar.
Immediately afterwards, when Song Meng and Zhong Weiniang looked up in the direction of the sound in horror, they found that two demon cultivators were flying in the distance?
“!!”
"not good!"
"Yes, it's from the Dan-King stage!!"
Seeing this, both Song Meng and Zhong Weiniang changed their faces and exclaimed in vain.
The two of them are not stupid. You can tell from the other party's unconcealed spiritual power fluctuations that they were two great cultivators in the Killing Dan stage like their master Li Huayuan. They must not be able to resist by the two brothers and sisters, the little shrimps in the middle stage of foundation building.
"Yo!"
"What a pair of desperate mandarin ducks..."
"Mr. Lang!"
"Let's play them to death slowly, okay?"
Seeing Song Meng and Zhong Weiniang support each other, and Zhong Weiniang had a good face, the female monk who looked like he was wearing Hehuan Sect smiled and licked her tongue with a charming smile, and then began to look up and down on Zhong Weiniang with that malicious gaze, as if she had seen it all over, and she didn't know what she was going to do.
"It's okay!"
"My wife wants to play, so the two of them will give it to you!"
The monk Jiedan, who was wearing a mask and seemed to be the Ghost Spirit Sect, said dullly, and directly agreed to his companion's thoughts.
"Two fellow Taoists, what have you discovered?"
"oh!"
"It turned out to be two small fish from Huangfeng Valley..."
At this time, with a stream of light flying, another great monk from Jiedan, the elder of the Lingbeast Mountain of the Traitor Sect, flew over and looked down at Song Meng and Zhong Weiniang standing in the ruins below, with disdain and disappointment in their eyes.
"Hello!"
"Young man, why don't you surrender quickly?"
"I think that I am familiar with your master Li Huayuan. As long as you abandon the darkness and turn to the light, I will not make things difficult for you today."
Then, after seeing clearly that Song Meng and Zhong Weiniang below were Li Huayuan's apprentices, and had seen him many times in the past, the elder of Lingbeast Mountain thought about it and began to persuade him to surrender.
"Hahaha!"
"This senior from Lingbeast Mountain..."
"Although I am not good at learning skills, I also know how the four words "propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame" are written. How could we join the evildoers who turned against each other and sold friends for honor?"
It would be fine if the two Ghost Spirit Sect and the Hehuan Sect persuaded the surrender. However, when seeing the Lingbeast Mountain traitor who appeared later, she dared to say that, Song Meng laughed sadly and said mockingly.
“!!”
"Junior..."
"You are seeking death!"
To be continued...