Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Zhou Dynasty, in Haojing.

Myeongdong master Ning Chuan, who looked a little pale, was adjusting his breath.

As a contemporary true successor of the Tianhe Dao Sect, Ning Chuan has been really exhausted these past years.

Things on the Southern Continent were going up one after another, and Ning Chuan was already a little exhausted.

With the establishment of the Anti-Heaven Alliance, several True Lords from the Southern Continent took the lead in resisting the Tianhe Dao Sect. Although the True Lords of the Upper Three Realms have not yet fought with each other, the True Lords of the Middle Three Realms have already fought with each other in various ways. How many games.

Ning Chuan has been either fighting or on his way to a fight these years.

It's not just him, the same is true for Ming Zhen and Ming You.

Facing the extra high-grade golden elixirs and Tiandao Nascent Souls in the Anti-Heaven Alliance, it was quite difficult for the Zhou Dynasty to resist, otherwise it would not have allowed the true disciples of the Tianhe Dao Sect to go around putting out the fire.

But even so, the situation in the Southern Continent continues to deteriorate.

The Star Holy Sect, the Dajin Zen Temple, and the Nanhai Dragon Palace supported the wealthy families on the Southern Continent in their constant resistance to the Tianhe Dao Sect, causing wars and chaos to spread throughout the Southern Continent.

The Zhou Dynasty had reached a critical point.

And once the Zhou Dynasty completely collapses, the situation in the entire southern continent will collapse to the point where it is difficult to deal with. At that time, the only choice is to let the ancestors reorganize the country.

But that is the worst case scenario. If it is not necessary, it is impossible for Chunyang Dao Lord to take action, let alone who knows how many people are secretly watching Tianhe Dao Sect.

With so many thoughts in his mind, Ning Chuan couldn't help but sigh.

He had just fought against the Heavenly Dao Yuanying of the Anti-Heaven Alliance before. If it was one-on-one, he would not be at a disadvantage. However, facing three Heavenly Dao Yuanyings in a battle, even if he was the true successor of the Tianhe Dao Sect, he would not be at a disadvantage. Injuries are inevitable.

If Ling Yu from Penglai Dao Sect hadn't provided timely support, he wouldn't have been able to cultivate for a while.

"Senior Brother Ning, is the situation better?"

The one who spoke was Bai Qiu, who was a contemporary true inheritor like Ning Chuan, and his Taoist name was Ming Zhenzi.

Ning Chuan nodded: "How is the situation at Tian'an Pass?"

Tian'an Pass is an important pass into the hinterland of the Zhou Dynasty. The terrain of Tian'an Pass is extremely high. Below it is the famous Heishui River on the Southern Continent. There are mountains on both sides of the pass.

Tian'an Pass is located in a high position and is dangerous, so it is named Tian'an Pass.

The Anti-Heaven Alliance was currently confronting the Zhou Dynasty at Tian'an Pass. The Jindan Masters and Yuanying Masters on both sides had fought countless battles, and the outcome was difficult to determine.

For the Zhou Dynasty and the Tianhe Daozong, the outcome was indistinguishable, and it was actually considered a failure.

If Tian'an Pass is broken, the dragon energy of the entire Zhou Dynasty will be damaged.

Thinking of the dangerous situation at Tian'an Pass, Ning Chuan felt uneasy.

Bai Qiu said quickly: "Senior Sister Lingyu is sitting at Tian'an Pass, please don't worry, Senior Brother Ning."

Ling Yu, the contemporary true successor of the Penglai Taoist Sect, practiced the Wuwu Thunder and Fire Sutra, and his thunder and fire technique shook the world. In a short period of time, he became famous on the southern continent.

If it weren't for Lingyu's help, the situation at Tian'an Pass would have been one-sided.

Seeing Bai Qiu's hesitation, Ning Chuan asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

Bai Qiu said: "The situation at Tian'an Pass is not bad, but in fact the situation in Wanghai City is the most critical."

"Now that Wanghai City is besieged by the Nanhai Tribe, that isolated city may not be able to sustain it for long."

When it came to Wanghai City, Ning Chuan fell silent again.

How could Ning Chuan not know what Wanghai City looked like?

It was an isolated city, and it was an isolated city that was cared for by the Nanhai Tribe.

As the last important town in the coastal area of ​​the Zhou Dynasty, Wanghai City cannot be lost. But now that the Zhou Dynasty is on fire in all directions, how many real people in the Third Realm of the Middle Kingdom are there that the Zhou Dynasty can use?

Most of the coastal land fell. In order to resist the raging tide and the South China Sea tribe, the Zhou Dynasty sent at least ten real gods, but they were all restrained and unable to move.

Moreover, there are still many Water Tribe Avatars waiting around Wanghai City, and it is simply not enough for one or two Avatars to rush there.

Ning Chuan pondered, and finally said: "Let Emperor Zhou send two more gods to support, and I will report to the sect and send more real people to help."

Now besides asking for help from the sect, Ningchuan has no better way.

The southern continent, the coastal land, Wanghai City.

Since several palaces in the South China Sea sent troops to harass Luzhou, countless innocent creatures have been swallowed up by the sea water, and countless people have been buried in the belly of fish.

Nowadays, most of the southern coastal land is occupied by the water tribe. Wanghai City has become one of the few remaining coastal towns still controlled by the human race. It is also the only remaining coastal land that the Zhou Dynasty still controls.

As the city lord of Wanghai City, Peng Yue, a great monk in the realm of gods, has always been the pillar of Wanghai City.

If it weren't for Peng Yue, the great monk who transformed the gods, who was in charge of Wanghai City, Wanghai City would have been broken long ago.

But even if Wanghai City was defended, the Peng family's losses would be considerable.

The eldest son was injured, the second and third sons died in the battle, and more than a dozen grandchildren died in infancy.
The main lineage of the Peng family is like this, let alone the side branches and the monks from other aristocratic families in Wanghai City.

Nowadays, sticking to Wanghai City is not just for the so-called Emperor Zhou's destiny. With Wanghai City and the Nanhai Tribe fighting at this point, the blood feud will have to be settled sooner or later.

Standing on the wall of Wanghai City, Peng Yue looked at the turbulent sea water outside Wanghai City, the shrimp soldiers, crab generals and the aquatic tribe looming in the waves. There was no anger or fear in Peng Yue's eyes, only an incomparable calm.

"Father."

A young man who looked about thirty years old stood beside Peng Yue.

He is the fifth son of Peng Yue, a late-stage Jindan monk, Peng Zhen.

Peng Zhen is over 400 years old this year. For Jin Dan, who can live for 800 years, over 400 years old is still in his prime.

Moreover, Peng Zhen is a middle-grade golden elixir and is expected to conceive a baby.

"They are coming again." Peng Yue said in a deep voice.

Peng Zhen couldn't help but smile and said: "Just come, no matter how many they come, they can't capture our Wanghai City."

Peng Yue couldn't help laughing after hearing this. The power of the real person Huashen rose above Wanghai City and dispersed the dark clouds in the sky.

Outside Wanghai City, in the turbulent waves, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals looked at the figure on Wanghai City, and they couldn't help showing a look of fear on their faces.

Even the demon generals who were in the Golden Core Realm couldn't help but feel terrified.

Peng Yue is too strong. This human god is guarding here. Wanghai City is as solid as a rock and cannot be attacked at all.

The location of Wanghai City is extremely critical. If Nanhai wants to invade Luzhou, it must capture Wanghai City, otherwise this stone stuck in your throat may choke you to death at some point.

The Nanhai Tribe had attacked Wanghai City several times before, but they were all defeated in front of the copper and iron walls of Wanghai City. Wanghai City alone is not scary, but Wanghai City with the blessing of various magic circles and the presence of god-transforming monks is a huge headache for the Nanhai Tribe.

Now, the Nanhai Tribe's troops are gathering heavily outside Wanghai City.

Prince Zhaoming has already said: Even if it is a mill, Wanghai City must be ground down.

To this end, millions of aquatic people have gathered in the South China Sea, including hundreds of Jindan realm demon generals, nearly a hundred Nascent Soul realm demon commanders, and five dragons from the God Transformation realm.

The demon generals and commanders drove the water tribe to continuously attack the city day and night, consuming the mana and physical strength of the monks in Wanghai City. Finally, the god-level dragon took action to get rid of the scourge of Peng Yue!

"Attack the city again. This group of water tribesmen are dead. Bring another group." Jiao Xing gave the order.

There is not much else in the South China Sea, except for the aquatic monsters. If a few million is not enough, tens of millions will be enough. He does not believe that Wanghai City will not die if it is spent.

As Jiao Xing, the Dragon King of the Divine Realm, issued an order, the waves outside Wanghai City began to surge.

The wind was howling, the dark clouds were rolling, there was lightning and thunder in a moment, and the rain was like a waterfall.

With the help of violent storms, the waves became more and more astonishing, and in the blink of an eye, terrifying waves of thousands of feet were set off.

And in the waves of thousands of feet, the densely packed water monsters, driven by the handsome demon generals, began to attack the city brazenly.

Countless fish, turtles, shrimps and crabs rushed towards Wanghai City with the help of the water, standing on Wanghai City and looking into the distance.

A black line between the sea and the sky is getting bigger and bigger. It is a torrent composed of countless aquatic monsters.

Wanghai City has experienced this situation countless times.

Ever since the Nanhai Tribe suddenly launched an attack on the Zhou Dynasty in the 39,967th year of the Mountain and River Calendar, Wanghai City has never experienced peace.

In just four years, Wanghai City has lost countless dead and wounded monks.

Today's Wanghai City has become an isolated city.

There were strong winds and rain, and the evil spirit was soaring into the sky.

Wave after wave seemed to be endless, sending a steady stream of water tribe demon soldiers to Wanghai City.

Peng Zhen had already commanded the battle without the need for Peng Yue to give orders.

As a real person of the gods, Peng Yue's most important thing is to be wary of the gods of the South China Sea tribe who may take action at any time.

As the water tribe demon soldiers approached the city, the monks of Wanghai City immediately used magic spells, including fireballs, ice arrows, thunder and lightning, and various magical powers. The water tribe demon soldiers approaching Wanghai City were immediately killed and injured.

But soon the water tribe demon soldiers also launched a counterattack, using water guns, water arrows and other water-based spells to continuously attack the city walls of Wanghai City.

For a while, various spells came and went. Peng Yue stood on top of the city and stared calmly into the distance. He sensed the breath of the water tribe's god.

One way, two ways, three ways.

The energy of the three water tribe gods was revealed without any cover, telling Peng Yue of their existence: We are here, do you, Peng Yue, dare to come?

Peng Yue did not dare to move lightly. He was not sure that these three transformed gods were the full strength of the Nanhai Tribe here.

The more Peng didn't move, the more ferocious the Shui tribe's offensive became. In addition to the demon soldiers from the lower three realms, the demon generals from the Jindan realm and the demon commanders from the Yuanying realm frequently took action, forcing the Yuanying masters and Jindan masters in Wanghai City to show up. .

With the elimination of Jindan and Nascent Soul from both sides, this time the Nanhai Tribe's attack finally ushered in its most intense moment.

But I saw a handsome demon general from the water tribe using all kinds of magical powers, triggering thousands of feet of turbulent waves and carrying hundreds of millions of water waves to hit Wanghai City.

Wanghai City's formation was operating, and that layer of gleaming light shield once again blocked the turbulent waves that were enough to shatter the mountains and crack the earth.

As thousands of feet of tide suddenly fell, water columns splashed into the sky outside Wanghai City, and the entire Wanghai City inevitably became turbulent.

The monks from all walks of life in Wanghai City worked hard to maintain the operation of the formation, pouring large quantities of spiritual stones into the formation.

As Wanghai City's defensive formation, every full-strength operation consumes a large amount of spiritual stones and spiritual energy.

If it is not necessary, the city defense formation will not be activated to the extreme all the time.

But the monks in Wanghai City could not care about the spiritual stones and spiritual energy at this time. They were only thinking about preventing the formation from being destroyed easily.

Peng Zhen's whole body was filled with mana. As large fire spirits surged around him, countless fireballs condensed. The next moment, hundreds of fireballs roared away, falling like fire rain and meteors outside Wanghai City.

In a series of explosions and roars, a large number of monster soldiers were blown to pieces with wailing sounds.

The siege lasted for seven days, and densely packed demon soldiers died outside Wanghai City. Seeing that this wave of defenders was about to win, but with a dragon roar, countless shrimp soldiers and crab generals appeared again in the turbulent tide.

Jiao Xing and the others have made up their mind to destroy Wanghai City!
Peng Zhen looked at the rushing Shui Tribe, then at the exhausted monks around him, and forced himself to breathe: "Block them!"

Fighting, fierce fighting, continuous fierce fighting.

Seventh day, fourteenth day, thirtieth day
Unknowingly, the monks on Wanghai City have been holding on for more than a month. Often, just after this batch of offensives have been repelled, the next wave of water tribes surges up again.

Facing the nearly endless shrimps, crabs, generals and various types of aquatic monster soldiers, the monks in Wanghai City were exhausted.

He cast spells numbly and rested numbly. He often had to get up again to defend the city after resting for less than an hour, and each defense of the city lasted for several days.

Even if they take turns defending the city, a sense of despair continues to grow in Wanghai City. They are an isolated city, they have given up, and they don't know how long they can defend it.

Even Peng Yue had to take action several times, but each time he took action, he would attract a joint attack from at least two deities from the water tribe.

Even Peng Yue is now scarred.

Another day, after barely killing a Water Tribe demon general who attempted a sneak attack, Peng Zhen finally asked: "Father, when will Hao Jing's reinforcements arrive?"

Peng Yue looked at the three giant dragons making trouble outside the city and shook his head: "I don't know."

He really didn't know if there were any reinforcements.

Wanghai City has actually given up hope on reinforcements. The purpose of their persistence is just to resist for one more day and kill more water tribes. That's all.
Finally, Jiao Xing felt that the time had come.

"Peng Yue can no longer hold on, and Wanghai City is no longer able to survive."

"Mobilize all the troops and horses, kill Peng Yue at one go, and capture Wanghai City!"

Following Jiao Xing's order, three god-shaped dragons spurred the tens of thousands of water waves to carry a torrent of hundreds of millions and rush towards Wanghai City. The densely packed water tribe demon soldiers from all directions began their final charge under the leadership of the handsome demon general.

Looking at the turbulent black tide and countless demon soldiers in all directions, Peng Yue roared and burst out with power, rushing towards Jiao Xing and the others, while Peng Zhen also led the monks to launch a counterattack.

At this time, he no longer cares about defending the city. Anyone who can escape alive counts as one.

In Haojing, Ning Chuan fell into endless silence after learning about the situation in Wanghai City. He knew that Wanghai City would really be unable to hold on this time, and that the only remaining city in the coastal land of the Zhou Dynasty would be finished.

Suddenly, a very familiar voice to Ning Chuan appeared in Ning Chuan's messenger jade tablet.

"How are you, fellow Taoist monk Mingdong?" (End of this chapter)