King of the Fairy City

The South Sea of ​​the South Demon was completely boiling, and the overwhelming dense air was blasted away, forming a vacuum area of ​​tens of thousands of miles in radius. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was stirred, and the magic light was brilliant and dazzling, shining the tens of thousands of miles of area as bright as snow, and the sky and the earth were bright.

The Demon Abyss was not calm either. Under the command of the God-Transforming Venerable, the more than two million demon army was divided into countless troops of different sizes, frantically attacking and attacking the various monster nests under the dark sea of ​​the Demon Abyss.

These monsters were usually scattered all over the Demon Abyss, especially the monster lords, who were scattered very widely and would not easily gather together.

Although it is now wartime, it is absolutely impossible to let these monsters gather together without gaps and form a monster camp like the human race.

Therefore, these monsters are at most more condensed than usual. Each monster lord is more than ten thousand miles away from each other, which is already the limit. Each of them leads the monsters under their command to stay in their own territory, and they don’t interfere with each other.

Because of this, the high-level venerables of the Southern Demon attacked decisively, sending out the army in countless groups, blooming everywhere, and starting wars everywhere. For a moment, the entire Dark Sea was surging, and the infinite magic floating light made the Dark Sea transparent. Under the dazzling brilliance, a bunch of blood surged wildly, which was frightening.

The millions of Southern Demon armies were divided into three levels of combat units. The lowest level was naturally a small force used to attack and kill monsters and perform a single task.

The next level was the flying warship responsible for a war zone, with one to three venerables of the God of Incarnation as the general commander, dispatching small forces and controlling part of the battle situation.

The highest-level combat unit was a flying warship headed by a small number of high-level leaders of various sects. With this small number of high-level leaders as the leader, the rest of the high-level leaders were assisting, discussing combat plans together, issuing orders, and coordinating the overall situation. At the same time, they were also responsible for the task of fighting against the monster lords to prevent some monster lords from going crazy and attacking ordinary soldiers.

The True Demon Cult's coordinated warship was crowded with people, and all the people coming and going were ancestors who had reached the Nascent Soul stage. Their auras were restrained to the extreme, their expressions were as solemn as lead, and they were in a hurry. As people came and went, action orders were reported and issued one by one, forming an overwhelming battle in the entire Dark Sea.

In the center of the first floor coordination hall, more than a hundred venerables sat behind a long table, and on the table were countless text briefs, as well as war damage reports, consumption reports, etc.

In the void in front of the many venerables, a water curtain ten feet long and seven feet wide was suspended in the air, standing upright in front of the ancestors. A large amount of information appeared on the water curtain from time to time. They were all urgent wartime information, and reports that required the high-level to respond immediately. Once the information appeared, the venerables immediately discussed and agreed on strategies in a short time. Then the meritorious elders who had the power to control and the responsibility of coordination passed the order down and let the troops below respond quickly.

"What's going on? Where are there more than a hundred monsters? Damn it! I have no one left. Elder Zhang, do you have any unmoved troops in the thirty-seventh war zone? My team of two hundred people was ambushed by monsters and is in danger... Thank you for your help... Send a message quickly, let them hold on for half an hour, and the people from the thirty-seventh district will rush to support as soon as possible."

"The strait 3,200 miles east of the twelfth war zone, the magic of the monsters here is special, and it seriously corrodes the magic tools? What kind of report is this! Knowing that the monsters are special, they still forcefully attack. Who can blame the magic tools for being corroded? They also submitted reports on the loss of magic tools, spirit stones, and crystals. Who gave them the courage? Reject! If the magic tools are damaged, I will go into battle bare-handed, use formations, use poison, no matter what Whatever you use, I just want the result. Humph, no change."

"Hiss~ Who gave this stupid order? Venerable Diyuan? Bastard! Immediately send an order to Venerable Huandu of the 18th War Zone to gather all the troops to prepare to resist the attack of the monsters. The loss of 10,000 troops is too terrible. This chain reaction must be defended immediately and with all efforts, otherwise the 18th War Zone will inevitably fall... Let the fighting teams take turns to cover and evacuate quickly to join the flying battleship army. There must be no mistakes."

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The entire coordination hall was plunged into a wave of heated voices. Many venerables were either thinking hard about countermeasures, or looking angry, or calm, each handling their own affairs, whispering to each other from time to time, and discussing the appropriate decision.

Behind the huge water curtain, there were fourteen figures with unfathomable auras. There were men and women, old and young, and each of them had a world-shaking level of cultivation. The leader was an old man with white hair and beard. He took the many briefings presented by the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator with a faint expression, glanced at them briefly, and then handed them to the next one of the fourteen venerables.

When the fourteen venerables had read them and said that there was no problem and there was no need to convene many venerables to discuss together, they would be sent to the table of the venerable in charge of each war zone.

Nowadays, the most used thing in the cultivation world is the jade slip, which is very simple and can be preserved for a long time.

However, now is the time to transmit information during wartime. This kind of information does not need to be preserved for a long time, but needs to be destroyed at any time. Therefore, jade slips are rarely used when war breaks out, unless it is some extremely secret tasks and orders.

The divine sense quickly scanned many very tough paper briefings. The old man suddenly raised his white eyebrows, and immediately pressed down the briefing in his hand, and at the same time signaled the demon cultivator who presented the briefing beside him to stop temporarily.

He raised his head to look at the dozens of venerables who were working hard, slowly made out a dozen spells, and then a stream of magic power was directed onto the water curtain.

Instantly, countless glowing characters appeared on the water curtain, densely packed like a field of glowing tadpoles, with a lot of information presented on it, and a bright and dazzling light was emitted, attracting many venerables to look up.

The water curtain will not be used easily. Once it is used, it must be a big event that requires the joint decision of many venerables.

The reason why many venerables did not communicate with their spiritual consciousness is, firstly, a matter of habit, and secondly, constantly using their spiritual consciousness to communicate will also consume their spirit, and they need to stay in peak condition at all times, so they would rather be physically tired than waste their spirit casually.

"The battle report came from the 18th War Zone. They have gathered all their forces for defense. More than 20,000 troops have formed a battlefield defense and have not retreated. However, the offensive of the monsters is very fierce. There are monster armies attacking on the ground, underground, and in the sky. The battlefield defense has already had loopholes, and the situation is not optimistic.

From the battle report, the monsters seem to be well prepared. They have gathered nearly 10,000 monsters to attack the 18th War Zone. At most half an hour, or at the fastest, one stick of incense, the battlefield defense of the 18th Station will be broken. Venerable Huandu requested the support of the Venerable level, or to withdraw and abandon the 18th War Zone.

What do you think? Tell us your own opinions."

There is no need for the old man to say anything. The venerables have seen the information on the water curtain, and they frowned and said nothing. No one spoke rashly.

That is a war zone. More than 2 million troops are distributed to 50 war zones, which means that each war zone has about 40,000 Yuanying demon cultivators. This is already a very terrifying force.

However, the battle in the 18th War Zone was obviously tense and was about to be defeated. More than 20,000 troops faced nearly 10,000 magic beasts above level 10. It can be said that if there were no battlefield defenses formed by flying warships, these 20,000 troops would not even last for an incense stick. In less than half an hour, they would be completely wiped out by the magic beasts!

The question facing the top leaders now is: Can the army of the 18th War Zone last for an incense stick of time?

Even if it is a Venerable, it will take at least an incense stick of time to get to the 18th War Zone. If the army of the 18th War Zone cannot last for an incense stick of time, then even if the Venerable arrives, it will be useless. It is not worth it to go there. The 18th War Zone will still be lost. It is better to withdraw now.

"How long will it take to complete the construction of the teleportation array?"

A Venerable pondered for a moment and asked the old man.

The old man was not too clear about these trivial matters, and turned his eyes to the demon cultivator who was delivering the briefing. The young demon cultivator was stunned for a moment before respectfully answering: "The operation of the formation requires spiritual energy. Affected by the demon energy, both the formation inscription and the subtle formation control are slightly affected, so the speed is delayed.

However, according to the formation masters, at most, it will take nearly an hour to completely complete the formation, connect with the fifty major war zones, and support the major war zones at any time."

"I have nothing to say. One hour is too long and I can't help them." The venerable said in a depressed tone.

"I would like to ask, how come there are only more than 20,000 people left in the army of 40,000 Yuanying cultivators? Where did the other more than 10,000 people go? Originally, more than 40,000 troops were a bit stretched against the monsters in one war zone. It would be strange if they lost more than 10,000 troops for no reason and were not counterattacked by the monsters."

A venerable with a colorful giant toad squatting on his head sneered and said.

"It's Venerable Di Yuan..."

The Venerable in charge of the coordination of the war in the 18th War Zone had an extremely ugly face. When he received the war report of the 18th War Zone more than an hour ago, he never thought that the situation had become so bad.

However, all this had nothing to do with him, so he would not take the blame for Venerable Di Yuan and wanted to explain immediately.

Before he could say more, the head of the 14 Venerables who exercised great power on behalf of the various sect leaders, the white-haired and white-bearded old man, suddenly interrupted the Venerable in charge of the coordination of the 18th War Zone and said, "Okay, now the most urgent task is to support the 18th War Zone. I suggest that the Demon Buddha send the Floating Sutra Bodhisattva to support it. How about it?"

"No objection."

"No objection."

"Second."

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Except for the dozens of Venerables guarding the 50 War Zones, the rest of the Venerables have to work and stand by in the flying battleship of this headquarters. The actions of the Transformation Venerable are not so free, and require the joint consent of many Venerables.

Finally, the venerables decided that the Demon Buddha would send the Bodhisattva Floating Sutra to the 18th War Zone for support. If they arrived in time, it would be good. If they did not arrive in time, they would cover the retreat of the army of the 18th War Zone.

Although the Venerable Huashen was powerful, he was not good enough in such a great duel of tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, and millions of Yuanying-level creatures. He could only sit in the army to deter. If he dared to go directly to the battlefield to fight tens of thousands of monsters, he would also end up turning into ashes!

After solving the problem of the 18th War Zone, the white-haired old man tilted his head slightly and asked, "How is the first team doing?"

The first team, of course, refers to a team composed of the first descendants of various sects, who crossed many war zones in the chaotic battle and went to the depths of the dark sea to perform secret missions.

These people are the precious seedlings of various sects. No one dares to ignore or slack off these people. If something happens, although they are not wrong, they will inevitably be affected by the anger of the sect masters of various sects. Therefore, the old man always pays attention to the progress of the first team.

"The first team is progressing very smoothly. They only need to pass through four more battle zones to cross the entire battlefield and reach the territory of the abyss beasts. However, according to the dynamics of the monsters, it seems that they have some plans, and their movements are very strange. I don't know what they are planning." Presenting a briefing, the young demon cultivator replied.

"That's good."

After that, the old man suddenly transmitted his voice and said: "Except for me, don't let anyone know the movements and progress of the first team. The 18th War Zone has just destroyed 10,000 Yuan Infant cultivators. I am really afraid that these people will attack the first team."

Hearing this, the young demon cultivator suddenly shook violently, staring at the old man with wide eyes, unable to speak for a long time, and finally fell silent, quietly delivering the briefing and orders.