My Master is Lin Zhengying

Go to Bitter Sea City, intercept this undead army, and snatch the secret treasure..."

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Uncle Nine had already expressed his determination.

As the head of Maoshan, Uncle Jiu's words are the head's order.

As soon as these words came out, Taoist Priest Simu, Priest Qianhe, Ma Madi, Nan Chen, Jia Le and others clasped their fists together and said:

"Follow the order of the head!"

Uncle Jiu raised his hand to signal everyone to take their seats.

"Bitter Sea City is located more than two hundred miles away from Maoshan Mountain.

The opponent has more than ten thousand corpse soldiers.

This dispatch cannot be underestimated.

Brothers, please discuss with me to ensure everything is safe. "

The four-eyed Taoist priest nodded after everyone finished listening.

Then he took out the map and started a meeting in the hall.

And the disciples outside the main hall were all anxiously waiting.

Now, they still don't know what happened, and they are all looking forward to the hall.

The meeting didn't last long, just over an hour.

After all, the treasure in the hands of Marshal Duan is very important to be marked by the Taoist League.

Daomeng didn't know what it was.

But this thing was brought out by Marshal Duan during the decisive battle.

Behind Marshal Duan is the Seven Absolute Sect cult.

This thing must have something to do with the cult.

No matter what it is, the cult values ​​it so much, so it cannot be allowed to succeed.

What's more, this commander-in-chief was originally an evil person.

Otherwise, how could there be so many corpse soldiers?

In addition, this handsome man must kill him.

Therefore, no matter what the consideration is, Maoshan, as the largest force in the vicinity, has to take action.

Only by clearing up the universe can the world be clarified.

After Uncle Jiu arranged the plan.

With Nan Chen and other people, they came directly outside the main hall.

At this time, Uncle Jiu was standing under the high platform.

Hundreds of disciples below all cupped their hands and shouted at Uncle Jiu:

"Disciple pays homage to Sect Master!"

Uncle Jiu raised his hand:

"The Xiangxi demon lord, with more than ten thousand corpse soldiers, went south into the city of Bitter Sea, causing disaster.

I, Maoshan, as a decent person in heaven and earth, will naturally not sit idly by.

Now, the disciples of Maoshan listen to the order. "

"The disciple is here!"

shouted again below.

"All three generations of disciples and above, immediately follow the head of the sect, go to Kuhai City, slay the demon lords, and destroy the corpse soldiers!

The rest of the staff are guarding Maoshan and practicing diligently.

After half an hour, set off. "

"Disciple takes orders!"

The sound echoed in Maoshan Grand Square.

And more than three generations of disciples, that is, more than two hundred Maoshan disciples in the past.

And the current three generations of disciples are about [-] newly recruited people.

These disciples have very low cultivation bases.

Just started practicing.

There are a few, and the talent is okay.

In three months, he reached the third level of the yellow rank.