A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators.

Chapter 1161 The Arrival of the Upper Realm Monks
Kitahara.

In the Tushan courtyard, inside the Black Demon Palace.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes on the Six Paths Throne, and his spiritual sense spread out, scanning the all directions.

"Greetings, Lord Tian!"

"Greetings, my Lord!"

"Greetings, Jianzi!"

There was a sound like a tsunami erupting all around, and more than 600 Yuanying Zhenjuns kowtowed and saluted in unison. They came from all places, systems, and sects in the Tushan Zhongting cultivation world.

Each of them is the master of a place, a True Lord with a lifespan of 1,200 years, and a Nascent Soul old monster with a strange temperament in the eyes of countless low-level cultivators. But here, each of them seems so ordinary, and each of them is as neat and capable as an officer in the army, without the sharp edges of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Whether they were in seclusion, refining treasures, or trying to break through to the God Transformation stage... no matter what they were doing, they came out of seclusion and did not dare to delay at all.

Because of an order from the Black Demon Palace in Tushan Courtyard.

Because of the will of the young man in blue sitting on the throne.

Not only these Nascent Soul cultivators, but outside the Black Demon Palace, there were also 100,000 sword cultivators from the Great Sun Long Sword Corps, 180,000 maids from the Tushan Maid Corps, and 1 million cultivators from the Hunyuan Fatian Corps.

It can be said that it is an army of 1.2 million cultivators composed of all the elite cultivators, including countless Foundation Establishment cultivators, Golden Core cultivators, and Nascent Soul cultivators!

This has been going on since the unification of the Tushan immortal world over the past hundreds of years. Two generations of Nascent Soul True Lords have been constantly training, honing their skills, updating their formation equipment, and manipulating and practicing formations. The elite army of cultivators that was finally formed is much stronger than when the army was first formed.

Many monks in the army thought to themselves that even if a monk at the peak of the Spiritualization Realm was here, they would not necessarily be afraid.

This is such a terrifying force.

Who is it for?

Who else?
The Icefield Lord, the Ten Thousand Spider Lord, the Centipede Lord and the like can all be wiped out by just sending out a part of the army. Why go to so much trouble?

Could it be that the Heavenly Emperor wanted to review the troops in Tushan?
Many Yuanying Zhenjun were puzzled, their thoughts raced, all kinds of complicated and uneasy thoughts arose in their minds, some even speculated with fear that this was the suspicion of the hero in his later years, his temperament changed drastically, and he was thus cleaning up the internal forces to pave the way for future generations to take over.

People are so complex and changeable that their beliefs at one moment may not be their thoughts at the next moment.

Some Yuanying Zhenjuns who are in charge of relevant government affairs have more speculations.

At this moment, not only the 1.2 million most elite field troops of Tushan Central Courtyard, but also many Class B and Class C cultivators were recruited and stationed in various sects and spiritual veins, with the number reaching tens of millions.

This is not the limit.

In addition to the B- and C-level armies, even the most ordinary Qi-cultivating monks, those who have not received military training, are in training at this moment. They train one day every ten days in addition to their production and training, and have been doing so for decades. They form the lowest-level D-level army to ensure that they can fill in the formations in various places at critical moments and provide relevant mana.

There are hundreds of millions of these weakest demons who practice Qi cultivation!

It can be said that every bit of strength in the Tushan Zhongting cultivation world has been mobilized and is making preparations, and no cultivator is an exception.

The behemoth that had never appeared in the Tushan Courtyard, a small world, showed its full strength for the first time. Its tentacles extended to every corner and every person, and no one could stay out of it.

They have enjoyed a peaceful and relaxed cultivation environment, and now it is their duty.

No one can have rights without obligations, and the immortal organization Tushan Zhongting will not allow such a thing to happen.

In addition to the transfer of personnel, there is also the transfer of materials from various places. A huge amount of natural treasures, elixirs, and talismans are stored in the treasuries of sects in various places, so they have the power to sustain themselves even if communications with the outside world are cut off.

And the military training that has become more and more frequent over the past few decades...

The spiritual computing power of the Nascent Soul cultivators is extremely strong. When various conditions are connected and associated, many Nascent Soul True Lords begin to tremble in their bodies and their hands shake. Even thousands of years of practice cannot stop the panic in their hearts.

This is a full mobilization!

This is total war!

What kind of enemy is this war against?!

To the extent that even the invincible Tushan Tianjun made such a desperate decision to go to war, and everyone from top to bottom revealed a resolute will to perish together with his enemies.

“Tianjun…”

Yin Dao Zhenjun is now the chief of Hunyuan Fatian. His mouth is dry and his voice is trembling as he asks: "Is it true, is it true, that the immortal cultivators from outside the realm are about to arrive?"

These words seemed to have cleared away a layer of fog.

Many Yuanying Zhenjuns suddenly became enlightened, looked up at the young man in green sitting on the Six Paths Throne, and many of the thoughts and doubts in their hearts were instantly answered.

Yes, the immortal cultivator from outside the world!
The world of immortal cultivation outside the world!
That's all.

In the Small Thousand Worlds, Tushan Zhongting is already invincible, so what else is there to make such a big fuss about? Only outside the Small Thousand Worlds!

At this moment, many monks fell into deep fear and trembled continuously.

At this moment, the eyes of many monks suddenly brightened and their bodies were shaking, not because of fear, but because of extreme excitement. The blood in their bodies became agitated, as if they had seen a bright road.

The hall suddenly became noisy and chaotic, and many True Lords were unable to control their emotions.

"Quiet."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

The whole hall was silent.

Order was restored in an instant, and more than 600 True Lords stood in awe, so solemn that one could hear a pin drop.

"Just wait."

"Be patient and don't get agitated. This will make you lose your composure and be detrimental to the outcome."

Jiang Ding did not explain anything to them. He put his hand on the hilt of the sword, closed his eyes slightly, and continued to wait.

There are still three days until the time when the higher realm will descend as mentioned by Great Love True Lord.

Due to Great Love True Lord's own confidentiality requirements, he did not explain anything to these Nascent Soul cultivators, because it was indeed difficult to explain, and he was unwilling to find a random excuse to cover it up, as he did not like lies.

tick tock,

tick tock,

tick...

In the anxious sea of ​​consciousness of many Yuanying Zhenjun, time ticked by like drops of water. Every breath was crisp and clear, splashing circles of ripples in the sea of ​​consciousness.

They tried hard to use secret techniques to calm their souls, allowing themselves to calm down, and stood in the hall waiting quietly.

As the Yuanying True Lords waited silently, three days passed slowly.

everything is normal.

Nothing unexpected happened.

Great Love True Lord was in the palace. At this moment, he felt a chill in his heart, icy cold to the bone: "Lord, please..."

"Don't worry,"

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist."

Jiang Ding's voice came to his ears, with a gentle and kind voice: "In the way of heaven's secrets, errors are normal. I am not a harsh person."

"Another three years."

"It's okay, it's okay."

His voice was extremely gentle, which had never been heard before.

The Great Love True Lord felt more and more trembling in his heart.

However, he did not say anything else. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and waited for time to pass.

Several more months passed.

Time seemed to stand still.

The Lord of Heaven on the throne closed his eyes and rested, a group of Yuanying Zhenjuns stood quietly and solemnly, and the 1.2 million elite field troops in the Tushan Courtyard stood quietly and solemnly, like neatly arranged statues, motionless, and wind and rain could not affect them at all.

at some point.

Boom!

Outside the Small Thousand Worlds, a terrible thunder burst out, forming a terrifying celestial phenomenon. Countless lightning snakes were born, engulfing the sea of ​​stars, covering the sky and the sun, and reflected into the Small Thousand Worlds, known by billions of sentient beings in the Small Thousand Worlds.

Countless Nascent Soul cultivators trembled.

"The upper realm, the army of monks from the upper realm..."

Jiang Ding sat on the throne, opened his eyes, and said slowly.

(End of this chapter)