Villain: Who said I came here to break off the engagement?

A huge sense of fear and unparalleled pressure enveloped everyone's hearts.

The strange fish and prawns lingering near the Crystal Palace also sensed the danger and ran away like crazy, swimming towards the distance.

Greo's expression suddenly changed and he shouted: "Start the formation!"

The elders of the tribes below were not slow to react. After hearing the words, they immediately turned into several streams of light and rushed to the formation.

The formation opened, but the strange noises from the top disappeared, and the pressure that shrouded everyone's hearts also dissipated.

Adela asked: "Father, what's going on?"

"Go out and have a look."

Greo took his daughter out of the main meeting hall, looked up, and saw a ray of light falling like white snow in the rolling undercurrent, falling on the formation.

Brilliant ripples of light spread out, transforming into a strange picture, with the sea water rolling, darkness twisting, and the large formation covering the entire Crystal Palace complex beginning to disintegrate from above, silently.

The pressure that hit the depths of the soul struck again, making people feel terrified and unable to muster the courage to resist.

Greo protected his daughter behind him, his expression solemn.

The formation has been completely cracked, and all the clan members have left the formation and returned to this place.

One person said anxiously: "Clan Chief, the formation has been completely destroyed and all the formation eyes have failed. What should we do now?"

Greo didn't speak, just stared upward.

As the leader of a clan, in addition to having strong hard power, a smart mind is also required.

At this moment, he already had a guess in his mind. Although he still had some luck, his subconscious told him that he was not wrong.

Greo said: "Everyone, bring all the elite disciples to gather here immediately."

An old man from the clan said: "Clan leader, but..."

Greo shouted: "No, go quickly! Don't waste time!"

All the clan leaders were shocked. Knowing that the situation was serious, they immediately turned and left.

There was a loud bell-like sound from the top, and the surrounding crystal palaces exploded to pieces, killing countless confused Nagas.

Suddenly the entire Naga tribe fell into panic, and everyone's hearts were filled with fear. The scary thing was that they didn't even know what they were facing.

Greo took his daughter's hand, handed her a Qiankun bag, stroked her cheek and said: "Daughter, my father has been busy taking care of the Naga tribe these years and has no time to accompany you and take care of you. In the future, my father will not be with you." You have to learn to take care of yourself, you know?"

Adela had a premonition of something, and tears burst into her eyes. She sobbed and shook her head: "Father, my daughter cannot leave you. I...I can't do it alone. Father, please don't leave me..."

Greo patted her cheek and said anxiously: "Della, listen, listen carefully, time is running out, you must keep the contents of this Qiankun bag."

"If one day you are desperate, take this Qiankun Bag and go to Yunwei Division to find Young Master Guanhai. He will save your life."

Tender and tender, the Naga clan leader's voice was choked with sobs at this moment, "Father can no longer take care of you. If you get into trouble in the future, no one will support you anymore. You must live well, and father will bless you." ”

"That's right." He suddenly remembered something and hurriedly handed a silver-black warrant to Yadela and said: "This is the warrant given by the Chief Flag Master personally when my Naga clan surrendered to Yunwei Division. In the future, you If you are in trouble, you can use this to get out of trouble.”

"The Yunwei Si is famous in the upper realm, and all Taoist religious sects are afraid of him. With this warrant, we can avoid a lot of trouble."

Ironically, his Naga tribe had rebelled against Yunweisi, and now he had to use Yunweisi's reputation to save his life.

Adela was already crying so hard that she hugged Greo and cried loudly.

Greo realized that the elders were approaching with elite disciples, so he pushed Yadela away and said quickly in a low voice: "There is a secret compartment behind the soft couch in father's palace, which leads to a secret passage. There is a teleportation method arranged by the ancestors. The formation can only be used once, so hurry up."

"Father..." Adela cried uncontrollably.

Greo's voice was still gentle: "Be obedient and leave quickly. Don't let my efforts go to waste, and don't even think about revenge for me."

Looking at his daughter's leaving figure, Greo closed his eyes.

If that trace of greed had not arisen at the beginning, under the protection of Yunweisi, would the Naga tribe have ended up in the situation they are in today?

The answer is no.

"well……"

Greo sighed and suppressed the infinite regret in his heart.

The clan elders arrived with their elite disciples and stood behind Greo, listening to his orders.

At this moment, it didn't matter whether they were dispatched or not. From the moment that irresistible existence arrived, their fate was already determined.

In other words, from the moment they surrounded Ao Wuji, they were destined to be destroyed.

It's just that Greo couldn't figure it out. He obviously did it perfectly and didn't leave any clues. How did the matter come to light?

He couldn't figure it out, but there was no need to think about it, because he was about to meet his ancestors.

As for how to explain after going down, he hasn't thought about it yet.

The reason why Greo brought all the elite disciples from the veterans was to create a big enough target and use their deaths to divert attention and give Adela a chance to escape.

In fact, even if he didn't do this, not many of these people would survive.

Suddenly, there was a thunderous roar, and white light rose up, shining brightly, like the scorching sun in the sky!

Under this extremely bright light, the Crystal Palace began to melt, and the skin of Greo and the rest of the Naga tribesmen was quietly fading, and the flesh and bones were peeling off layer by layer.

…

The various sects gathered in Beiwu Sword Domain to discuss the war, but things did not go smoothly.

If you want to fight against the sea clan, it is definitely not possible for each sect to fight alone. You must form a coalition, enforce discipline, and be united to repel the enemy.

But the problem is, if you form a coalition, who will be the commander-in-chief of the three armies, the commander-in-chief of the troops, and the officers and generals at all levels, the lieutenants and lieutenants?

In addition, the victory of a war is built with life and blood.

Now that the various sects have formed a coalition, it is right to be united, but after the war, won't they split up?

By then, the people of their own sects have suffered heavy casualties, but others have not lost a single soldier or general. Is that fair?

Before the troops move, the food and grass must go first. Even a fool knows that being responsible for logistics is very popular, so who should be responsible for this logistics?

Who should provide the resources for wound medicine?

These are sensitive issues involving interests. If they cannot be resolved, the coalition will not be formed.

Although the masters of each sect have great cultivation and are quite scheming, they know nothing about marching, fighting, deploying troops, and integrating the three armies. They can't even achieve the most basic cohesion.

Just when the heroes of the world were harboring ulterior motives and making their own plans, Xiahou Zhuo, the emperor of the Xiahou Immortal Dynasty, stood up and talked about the pros and cons, which actually gave some cohesion to the disintegrating upper world sect.

He was the former emperor of the Xiahou Immortal Dynasty. When he was young, he had a brilliant record. He once led six armies and destroyed two major immortal dynasties.

Whether it is the use of military forces, observing maps and deploying formations, deploying troops, knowing people and using them well, military discipline, military decision-making, or military tactics, he is a leader.

What's even more rare is that he can balance all parties in the allocation of logistical resources, the deployment of soldiers and generals, and the division of power.

When this old man with great cultivation spoke generously in front of the heroes of the world, everyone seemed to see the young commander who was full of vigor and arrogance back then.