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Half an hour later.

Wen Hai, who was in charge of commanding the incoming and second-level cultivators, was deploying his troops according to the temporary attack plan. At the same time, Zi Luan, Que Cai, and Li Miaolin took out hundreds of puppets from their storage bags and rushed towards Jinshan Island first.

Jinshan Island.

It is the barrier on the south side of Dongfeng Island. It is named after a high mountain on the east side of the island. The mountain is full of golden fir trees. Every autumn, the golden fir trees on the mountain will reflect the island in golden color, hence the name Jinshan.

The golden fir tree contains a large amount of spiritual energy. Most Qigong practitioners will use it to set up spirit gathering arrays. It is a rare material for cultivation, which is why the residents of the entire island love it so much that they plant it almost everywhere on the island.

At this time of year in previous years, the two ports in the southwest of Jinshan Island were busy loading golden fir wood, and they would not stop for twelve hours a day. But at this moment, the two ports were quiet. There was not a single citizen in the ports, and no one could be seen in the dim town on the island under the moonlight.

This was because Zi Luan's blood sacrifices along the way made the people of Linshui Prefecture very fearful, so they moved the people on the island to Dongfeng Island early on.

At this moment, the sea was calm in the hazy night outside the island, but cold lights kept flashing under the clouds. They were various magical weapons floating in the air.

Hundreds of incoming monks gathered here. Their order was to defend Jinshan Island. From this defensive measure, it can be seen that the top leaders of Linshui Prefecture have obviously given up on this place. These monks are nothing more than sacrifices for the top leaders to save their face.

When the puppets appeared all over the sky, a second-level gold cultivator who was in charge of the place immediately ordered the cultivators in the front to fight back. Immediately, hundreds of cultivators formed groups of five and used their own secret techniques to block the attack.

The gorgeous magic suddenly appeared under the dark clouds. From a distance, it looked as beautiful as fireworks exploding, but the dull sound that echoed made people feel fearful.

The puppets were only making a tentative attack, so the sky returned to calm in a short while. But suddenly, some of the inbound monks who were participating in the defense in front of them started to attack their companions like crazy.

By the time the leading second-level gold cultivator reacted, some cultivators had already attacked him. He was about to fight back when his eyes, filled with murderous intent, suddenly turned dark. The next moment, his skin was permeated with dense golden particles, but returned to its original state in an instant. However, after he recovered, he took out a long sword that was shining with golden light and slashed at the two incoming cultivators next to him.

This is Li Miaolin's puppetry technique. He can use the big net of the 'Tian Tong Fu' to secretly invade their consciousness and make them temporarily become puppets of the caster. However, this puppetry technique cannot be maintained for a long time, and the puppet will explode and die within a few months at most.

"They gave up Jinshan Island. I guess they want to have a decisive battle with us in the waters around Dongfeng Island!" Li Miaolin said to Ziluan hundreds of kilometers away.

Zi Luan also noticed this problem. He seemed to be thinking about something and did not respond to Li Miaolin's topic. Liu Shuibin reminded him in a low voice: "From the battle report of the Zhenyang Sect, Jinshan Island must also have a large defense formation. It is better not to take it lightly."

"In that case, let's make it quick and decisive. There's no need to waste too much time!"

As soon as Zi Luan said this, he turned into a stream of light across the sky. Ten breaths later, he surpassed the incoming cultivators and the second-level cultivators who had acted before him.

The other three realms monks looked at each other in bewilderment upon seeing this.

"Let's follow too!"

Hu Qianqian sensed that many cultivators were looking at her, and she made a decision immediately.

Half an hour later.

Zi Luan steadied his body under the clouds twenty kilometers south of Jinshan Island. At this moment, the monks from Linshui Mansion who were guarding the vicinity of Jinshan Island had disappeared. He first looked back at Hu Qianqian, Li Miaolin, Que Cai, Liu Shuibin and others who were following him.

Then he took out the bronze sword, and as his left hand gestures changed, the bronze sword flashed a cold light and fell towards the direction of Jinshan Island. The sword continued to grow larger as it fell, and with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, it flashed by and split the calm sea in two.

When Hu Qianqian and others arrived, a roar echoed in the night, and even Jinshan Island was split into two, and even the seabed was split into two. As the bronze sword returned to Ziluan's hand, sea water began to pour back into the lake that was hundreds of feet deep.

"With this level of damage, even the best magic array on the island would have been destroyed."

Zi Luan looked up at the gloomy sky.

Liu Shuibin said: "The golden fir trees on this island can be sold for a conservative estimate of one to two million taels of silver."

Que Cai responded with a smile: "It doesn't matter, don't forget that we are Taiyan monks."

Li Miaolin's eyes lit up, "Is this tree so valuable?"

Hu Qianqian gently reminded: "Although the golden fir tree is valuable, it damages the soil. Planting too many of them will cause spiritual chaos. Although it can be maintained, the maintenance cost is too high. Therefore, under normal circumstances, even if you set up a spirit gathering array, you only use its finished wood."

Upon hearing this, Li Miaolin immediately gave up the idea of ​​planting it. In the wood cultivator's subconscious mind, tree species like the golden fir are of the lowest grade.

Zi Luan's soul sensed the quiet town on Jinshan Island and immediately lost interest in the island. He instructed Liu Shuibin, "Please check the island carefully inside and outside to make sure there is no magic array of Linshui Mansion. We will stay on this island for a while."

Liu Shuibin clasped his fists to accept the task, and then led the third-level monks from the cave gate to descend to the island.

Zi Luan looked at Wen Hai again, "When our inbound monks arrive, we will head directly to Dongfang Island and try to remove the outer defenses of Dongfeng Island within two days. What I want is speed, and other things can be put off for later."

He glanced at Hu Qianqian as he spoke, as if to prove that he would not delay.

At this time, in the night, a puppet bird flapped its wings and landed laboriously against the strong sea breeze. Que Cai immediately stretched out his left hand, and a green light enveloped the puppet bird, and it followed the energy and fell into Que Cai's hand.

"It's the information from Hushan Country."

Que Cai first explained, then took out the information from the puppet bird's belly and read it.

After a while, she looked at Zi Luan with a little surprise and said, "The Yuqing Sect and the Taiyin Sect have clashed again, and this time the scale of the conflict is large. It seems that the Yuqing Sect wants to take this opportunity to drive the Taiyin Sect out of Hushan Country."

After hearing this, Hu Yin said in a low voice: "No wonder the Taiyin Sect didn't react at all when we invaded the southeastern sea area."

Li Miaolin laughed and said, "What a pity! I was thinking of using my puppetry skills to try out the Taiyin Sect's puppetry secrets."

"Only a few of the orthodox monks of Taiyin Sect have reached the third realm, and the rest are either weapon cultivators or side sects. How can you compete with them?" Que Cai glanced at Li Miaolin. Zi Luan had many thoughts in his mind at this moment. He could now confirm that the sudden attack on the Third Prince of Linshui Prefecture must be due to the sudden disappearance of several fourth realm monks of Vajra Temple. He guessed that something happened in outer space, but they would return soon, which could be seen from the fact that Liu Shuang kept emphasizing time.

But now the Yuqing Sect, which had been silent, suddenly attacked the Taiyin Sect. It seemed that it was targeting the Taiyin Sect, but Ziluan felt that they seemed to be supporting the actions here.

This guess startled Zi Luan, and he couldn't help but turn his attention to the entire Zhongzhou chessboard.

"Don't think too much. We have to move towards Dongfeng Island as quickly as possible."

Que Cai's voice brought Zi Luan back from his thoughts.

Zi Luan glanced at Hu Qianqian beside him, and then directed hundreds of puppets to fall to Jinshan Island to collect the golden fir trees on the island. After all, it was worth several million taels of silver, which was a huge income for him now.

Time passed slowly, and at three quarters past midnight, the inbound monks and second-level monks led by Wen Hai encountered an obstruction from Linshui Prefecture during their advance.

The battle lasted for a day before good news came from the Zhenyang Sect. Relying on flying boats, they had pushed the battle line to the sea only 100 kilometers away from Dongfeng Island.

However, these results are only temporary, after all, the cultivators of the third realm have not yet participated in this war.

This was indeed the case. In the next two days, the Zhenyang Sect failed to advance the front line, and Qianmu Temple only advanced the front line to the outskirts of Dongfeng Island.

after one day.

On the eighteenth day of the battle against Linshui Prefecture, Le Xin and Zi Luan received an order at the same time, requiring them to capture Dongfeng Island before dark.

"How many magic arrays of Linshui Mansion have been lifted on the front line?"

Although Zi Luan publicly expressed his disdain for Linshui Mansion's magic formation, he was actually very cautious and paid close attention to the battle results of the front-line troops every day.

Wen Hai responded, "Almost every kilometer we advance, we find magic arrays left by Linshui Mansion. We have cooperated with the monks from the Cave Gate to clear all the magic arrays in the area we occupy, even the magic arrays on the seabed."

Zi Luan nodded. He was currently at the port dock west of Jinshan. Other third-level cultivators kept coming closer behind him after receiving the assembly order. After Wen Hai answered, he walked to the dock and waited quietly.

But in a moment, all the three realms monks gathered at the dock. He turned around and looked at everyone, saying: "This time, the war against Linshui Mansion should have yielded a lot of rewards. So, now is the time for everyone to show their abilities to repay the Mansion Lord."

Zi Luan clasped his fists in the direction of Qianmu Temple while speaking, "In two hours, I will personally lead the team to attack the southern defense line of Dongfeng Island, and the Zhenyang Sect will also attack the western defense line at the same time. I hope you can follow my footsteps by then."

Que Cai immediately cooperated and said, "Then we will proceed according to the previously assigned combat teams."

Zi Luan looked around at everyone present and said, "Yes, I will personally lead the first combat team in the front. Once we come into contact with the cultivators from Linshui Mansion, Fellow Daoist Hu's second combat team and Fellow Daoist Li's third combat team will immediately press over from my left and right sides."

Ziluan divided the dozens of third-level cultivators at the scene into eight combat teams, with the first six combat teams responsible for frontal combat.

The last two large groups, led by Que Cai and Wen Hai, provided support for the six frontal combat teams. At the same time, they set up spirit gathering arrays and transfer arrays, ready to support and treat the injured at any time. At the same time, they also had to build communication arrays needed for battle, so that everyone could communicate with each other without hindrance at any time during the battle.

After Zi Luan finished speaking, everyone stood together silently according to their assigned combat teams. Zi Luan's team had five people, two of the other four were earth vein cultivators, and the other two were weapon cultivators who came to reinforce from the Jiuding Sect.

Hu Qianqian's group includes six demons, including her and Hu Yin himself. These are all the great demons in the Jindan realm who came to reinforce from the Ningzhou Road demon tribe.

They had gathered together in the first place. After Zi Luan's order was given, they walked aside and Hu Yin said, "When the battle begins, Shan Wei and Hou Jun will be in the front, and I and Hu Daoyou will be on both sides. Niu Tian and Wang Nan will be in the back to support you."

Except Niu Tian and Wang Nan, all the demons who came this time were Wang Ping’s old friends.

"rest assured!"

Hou Jun agreed immediately, then took out an iron rod from his storage bag that was as thick as a bowl and more than ten feet high, which looked a little out of place in his hand.

Ever since Wang Ping was promoted to the fourth realm, Hou Jun believed in what Wang Ping said before even more. In addition to practicing his own bloodline magic every day, he would refine the iron rod in his hand, which worked wonders when combined with his bloodline magic. At least he rarely lost during the internal competitions among the demon clan.

"This time I will let those upright people from the Xuanmen sect have a taste of our demon clan's methods!"

Shan Wei responded coldly. He was still as prejudiced against the Xuanmen monks as before. As a sheep demon, he had seen too many injustices when his cultivation was low. His hatred for the Xuanmen monks could not be resolved, but he could suppress the hatred for the survival of his people.

Niutian is a tribe that broke away from the Xia Dynasty and joined the Huyin tribe in Ningzhou Road when the Xia Dynasty collapsed. Wang Nan grew up in Ningzhou Road. She is a newcomer who was promoted more than two hundred years ago and a powerful tigress.

The two monsters had no choice but to obey Hu Yin's orders.

Hu Yin then went on to talk about some details that needed attention in the battle.

Two hours passed quickly.

Zi Luan did not give the order to attack immediately. Another quarter of an hour passed. Only after hearing information from the front line that the third-level cultivators of the Zhenyang Sect were launching a full-scale attack, did he give the order to attack.

The farthest distance between Jinshan Island and Dongfeng Island is no more than 400 kilometers. This journey takes no more than half an hour for a third-level cultivator. When approaching the front line, Zi Luan used a temporary communication token to order the incoming cultivators and second-level cultivators in various combat areas to evacuate the battlefield.

When approaching the front line, a turbulent energy burst out from the north and rushed towards them. It was the third-level cultivator of the Zhenyang Sect taking action.

Hu Qianqian looked at the battle team that Fang Ziluan was in front of her. The two Cave Gate monks who were leading the battle had already summoned dense meteorites above the clouds. Two weapon cultivators carrying "armor talismans" had already rushed to the front of the Water Palace monks on the opposite side, and there were also two weapon cultivators coming to meet them.

As the sound of metal collision echoed, Hu Qianqian changed the spell in her hands, casting a 'healing light curtain' for Hou Jun and Shan Wei, while Hu Yin gave them a 'star halo' that could burn the opponent's spirituality and spiritual veins.

"All weapon cultivators deserve to die!" Shan Wei said this coldly, and rushed towards another weapon cultivator who was trying to attack Zi Luan from the side. (End of this chapter)