I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1111 Attack
A huge ship.

Dun Yi pretended to be Wu Rong and sat in the center of the army.

Not far away, Elder Qiu stared at him with a frown on his face.

Dun Yi spread his hands helplessly: "This is Tu Shanjun's order. They are a family, master and disciple. How can I stop it?"

"Don't mention me. As a high official of the underworld and an elder of the sect, shouldn't you obey me? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I still feel something is wrong." Qiu Longjue sighed.

In a fight, the commander-in-chief would take action first and leave his army behind him.

The army should protect the commander.

“Many of the Yintian tribes were once glorious and had extraordinary heritage. What if…” Qiu Longjue paced with his hands behind his back.

Looking at the devil beside him, he couldn't help but frown.

There is a "wild god" sitting on top and a demon standing below.

The commander even ran away while the army was marching.

"Don't worry, with Tushan Jun's strength, as long as the ancient emperor doesn't take action, the master of the palace will be fine."

Qiu Longjue angrily asked, "Did you also call him Tushan Jun?"

Dunyi shrugged his shoulders.

have to.

They are the real family, and I am the outsider.

"I don't have time to talk to you. The mansion master has told me a lot of things."

Dun Yi leaned back in his chair, raised his head slightly, and covered the huge ship with the Dao Lord's vast spiritual consciousness, and asked: "How long will it take to reach the blood sea?"

The voice of the goddess Hou Tu, who was shaped by the Yin-Yang grinding wheel, was mixed with some mechanical sounds: "Three days later, the fleet can jump to the blood sea and deploy the troops at the designated location. The palace master and the old Taoist will rush back at that time."

Dun Yi tilted his head and looked at Qiu Longjue, as if to say: "Look, you don't have to worry about anything."

Qiu Longjue finally managed to keep his composure.

Three days later.

Boom!

A bolt from the blue.

The middle-aged monk who was driving the animal cart suddenly turned around.

With his Nascent Soul strength, he couldn't even tell where the explosion came from, as if it was high in the sky and deep in the underworld.

The earth dragon crawled on the ground in fear and stopped moving. Behind it came roars of varying lengths.

hum!
The noise of the beast team suddenly disappeared.

"Something's coming!"

Qiao Yuan hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound and saw something flashing at the end of the endless field.

Then a huge unknown device emerged.

Looking closely, it looked like a puppet. By the time I could see it clearly, it was already close to me.

That is indeed a puppet.

It is at least three meters high.

It was like a wave of iron armor appeared among the rice. At first glance, you couldn't tell how many there were, but you could make out that they seemed to form a triangle of three.

There is a clear basis for advance and retreat, without any confusion.

The huge reverse-arched puppet foot stepped lightly on the ground and then jumped high up.

Their beast team of a hundred people looked like villagers in front of the enemy.

Keng!
Bang.

The puppet stepped on the ground and started running again.

Qiao Yuan just watched the puppet pass by him, and then something was thrown at him from the huge puppet. He did not sense the murderous intent and instinctively raised his protective Qi.

What hit the protective qi was a bag of "rice crackers" of unknown packaging.

It is more accurate to call it a sugar cake rather than a rice cake.

Most of the monks in the beast team received it.

"Hell?"

Qiao Yuan recognized the words printed on the back.

He seemed to have never heard of this force, let alone seen such a flag in Xuefang Province. However, the heat brought by the whistling puppet army was still around, and he had no idea what was going to happen.

"it's dark?!"

"Why is it dark so early?"

"..."

"It's not dark, look!" came the cry of surprise.

Qiao Yuan looked up at the sky.

A huge shadow appeared in the sky that was visible to the naked eye.

It was like a solar eclipse that was slowly swallowing up the sun. Looking closely, he could only see endless darkness. He couldn't see what was going on under the cover of the formation.

"what 's wrong?"

"There won't be a war, will there?"

"This is such a huge scene. What is that thing in the sky? What level of cultivation must be required to control it?"

"..."

The children in the beast team excitedly scrambled for the rice cakes that were scattered over, and those who got more even showed off.

The adults were completely stunned. They were driving an animal cart to Fanglin City to do business, but they saw such a horrifying scene on the road.

For a moment, I couldn't advance or retreat.

Until the puppet army moved forward and left, the darkness above slowly moved away.

Qiao Yuan and a group of monks could barely see that it seemed like countless huge ships hanging in the sky.

Perhaps the explosion they heard was not thunder at all, but a giant ship jumping out of the domain barrier.

……

The carrot and the stick are always the most effective.

Of course, the prerequisite is that you have enough strength.

The effect of deterrence comes much faster than favor.

Looking at the six marquises and hundreds of clans who bowed to him, Wu Rong did not become proud and complacent.

He knew the real war was only beginning now.

The unified upper reaches of the Styx are basically a mess, being forcibly held together by the master Tushanjun. Without the manipulation of this "ghost hand", the northwest will return to its former state, or even become more chaotic.

The Northwest will completely collapse if it suffers a defeat.

He especially needs time to integrate the power in his hands.

This all depends on whether the Hades want to help the Underworld.

Wu Rong thought about it carefully and felt that Dong Yue would not help him. Perhaps the sect would come to his rescue, but Yintian was Dong Yue's territory after all, and the ten clans would not be easy to deal with.

Once external forces intervene and other major clans help the Underworld Clan, the sect will be implicated.

"I hope he is a sensible person, like Lord Xiao." Wu Rong muttered in his heart.

"Master, it seems that the giant fleet will soon reach the Sea of ​​Blood. We have to go back as soon as possible." Wu Rong looked at Tu Shanjun and said.

"Okay." Tu Shanjun nodded.

"We are willing to go together." Taoist Fire Crow bowed.

Bing Fengxi saw that the situation was hopeless and dared not shout anymore.

Since the weapon spirit killed Jinle Hou as easily as killing a chicken, he no longer objected.

Fortunately, the underworld needs people, so if they need people, they will be useful. Otherwise, they will become slave souls on the banner like Jinle Hou, and will never be reborn. "We are willing to go."

"Great!"

Wu Rong let out a long breath, and said with a smile on his face, "You all follow me to boost our morale. If there is any sign of defeat, you will be allowed to make your own decisions."

"go!"

Tushan Jun waved his sleeves.

Reverse the space and open the Luowang node.

He covered everyone with his sleeves and then disappeared inside.

……

The first thing Gui Yuanhou did not go anywhere after escaping was to head straight for the sea of ​​blood.

The blood sea is called "blood" but it is not bloody or smelly in nature, but the light of the rising moon interweaves to form a divine glow.

This strange phenomenon never disappeared, and also made the spiritual energy of the sea of ​​blood extremely rich.

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The blood sea is scattered across many lands.

The largest piece is called 'Mingtian'.

Located in Mingtian is the Taoist temple of the Blood Sea Ancestor.

Styx Palace.

The Dark World is floating in the Blood Sea and is not a fixed place. No one knows how many islands there are in the entire Blood Sea, but it is said that there are billions of them.

The Blood Sea Patriarch used the Blood Sea as a chessboard to set up such a grand formation, hoping to play chess against the sky and thus become one of the "Ancient Emperors" and "Random Immortals".

However, the words of legend are a mixture of true and false, false and true.

Only the Blood Sea Ancestor himself knows exactly what happened.

Inside the palace.

Marquis Guiyuan saluted cautiously.

Tells the story of the Lushan Alliance.

The Taoist master at the head seat flew into a rage, stood up in anger, and shouted, "This is too much!"

"I thought he should be conquered when he called himself Hades. Later he changed his name to Hades and I thought he had learned his lesson. I didn't expect he was even more ambitious and wanted to annex the northwest and unify the upper reaches of the Styx."

"Is he worthy?!"

"Do you really think that you will be invincible if you kill Yuan Tong?"

"..."

"The Three Flowers Taoist is only qualified to be on par with the great clans."

"He is a three-flower spirit, how can he be so arrogant?!"

The monks present were talking to each other.

The two leaders among them possessed unpredictable inspiration.

Xiong Boshen said coldly: "Since he is so ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, we will ask the ancestor to execute him."

“No need for the ancestor to take action, I will do it!” Xiong Jianzun stood up suddenly, his spiritual aura was like a chaotic abyss, and the three flowers on his head flickered slightly. It was obvious that he was a top-notch master who had achieved enlightenment for a long time.

With three flowers hanging, the might of the Great Dao spreads out like a river in the sky, completely controlling the entire heaven and earth.

"Report!"

The saint entered the hall and said in a loud voice: "Reporting to all the ancestors, the huge fleet of the underworld has been deployed at Linhai Cliff!"

"How brave!"

Xiong Jianzun shouted angrily and was about to walk towards the gate.

"slow!"

The ethereal and vast divine sound came from the deep void.

The voice sounded a bit old but not weak at all, and was full of energy.

"Ancestor."

Upon hearing this, all the Taoists stood up and saluted.

They didn't expect that this matter would alarm the ancestor.

The ancestor has been in seclusion for ten thousand years and should not be distracted by such trivial matters.

Even they don’t know what realm the ancestor is at.

Only legend has it that:

The River Styx will never dry up, and the sea of ​​blood will never die.

"Close the cave tightly, recite the Taoist scriptures quietly, and do not enter it."

The ethereal and vast divine sound slowly spread out.

Xiong Boshen was stunned and puzzled: "Ancestor, why?"

"This……"

Everyone was equally confused.

"The rise of the underworld is destiny."

"Those who go against the will of heaven will have their real names written in the Book of Life and Death, and will be liberated on the stage of reincarnation."

The Blood Sea Patriarch's voice was without a trace of emotion, just like "God".

"Destiny?"

Xiong Jianzun frowned and said nothing.

He never believed in destiny.

But this is what the ancestor said, so it is always convincing.

But is there really such a thing as destiny?

Is it destiny or human will?
"We can't just watch him unify the upper reaches of the Styx. What destiny does he have..."

After everyone thought about this, they all saw surprise in each other's eyes.

The rise of the underworld is indeed unusual.

It seems that the underworld was created to replace Dongyue.

"How can a One Flower Daojun like him control destiny?"

"good."

"If we can completely penetrate the upper, middle and lower reaches and unify the cloudy sky..."

The Taoist masters all looked at him with burning eyes.

By then, perhaps several Heavenly Venerables will be born.

They can also take the opportunity to go further.

Xiong Boyen's eyes darkened.

He suppressed his excitement and said in a low voice, "Dong Yue should not be referring to anyone in particular. Whoever can accomplish this can replace Dong Yue."

"Meet him?"

"Meet him!"

The voice of the Blood Sea Ancestor was never heard again.

He has violated a certain taboo by saying the word "heaven's will".

……

at the same time.

Tushan Jun and Wu Rong returned to the central army.

The accompanying saints from the six marquises and hundreds of tribes also boarded the giant ship.

(End of this chapter)