"Who is here in my dawn city?" a middle-aged man said loudly.
This man is about forty years old, burly, with a big axe on his back, and his whole body exudes a violent aura.
"The Earth Cultivator Army, the Dragon Soul Cultivator Army is here to reinforce!" Ning Cangxue and Gu Xiaojun said in unison.
The strong middle-aged man's eyes lit up and he hurriedly bowed, "At Xia Niu Python, the commander of the monk army in Po Dawn City, I have met two seniors."
Ning Cangxue and Gu Xiaojun are very famous in Cangcheng Xinglu, and most monks recognize them.
Ning Cangxue nodded, jumped down from the flying boat with Gu Xiaojun, and landed lightly in front of the bull python.
The latter looked around and asked in a low voice: "Where is your city lord?"
The cow python spat at the side and cursed: "The turtle grandson left the people in the city and ran away with his own guards."
Speaking of this, Niu Python became even more angry and wanted to chase after him and beat the city lord up.
"You have the final say now?" Ning Cangxue asked.
Niu Python nodded, "Don't worry, although there are only more than 10,000 monks left in this city, they are not afraid of death."
"As long as you say, even if you die, you have to pull one or two cushions."
"Defend the Dawn City to the death!" The monks behind him shouted in unison, expressing their determination.
Gu Xiaojun's spiritual sense swept across the many monks and nodded.
The average cultivation level is not high, but it has not lost its blood. With a little cultivation, it can play a significant role.
The two looked at each other and nodded together.
Gu Xiaojun took a step forward, raised his hand and grabbed it, and a scroll flew out of his body.
As you grow larger quickly, slowly open it.
After several breaths, it turned into a waterfall and hung on the void.
The sound of dragon roars echoed throughout the world, and everyone looked up in shock.
The scroll was completely opened, and countless dragon-shaped phantoms were slowly hiking on it, like a country of dragons.
Gu Xiaojun's voice rang out, "This is the Dragon God's decree of the Dragon Soul Cultivator Army in Dadicheng. If you want to join, please open your sea of ​​consciousness. Once you are recognized by the Dragon Soul, you will be a member of the Dragon Soul Cultivator Army and will fight to protect the Cangcheng Star Land."
The monks below were stunned at first, and then shouted out their hearts, "Fight to protect the Cangcheng Star Land!"
"Fight to protect the Cangcheng Star Land!"
"Fight to protect the Cangcheng Star Land!"
The sound continued to rise and fall, and the whole city shook.
Many monks and mortals hiding at home also walked out, looked at the Dragon God's decree in the air, and shouted in unison.
The sound was loud, forming a powerful force of wishes that stirred up over the city.
roar……
A loud dragon roar sounded, and the Dragon God scroll shook slightly, and countless dragon souls flew out from it and circled over the city.
Whoosh...
A soul broke away from the group of dragons, fell from the sky, and rushed straight to the cow python.
The latter wanted to avoid it, but remembered Gu Xiaojun's previous words and stopped him.
The next moment, the dragon soul penetrated into the eyebrows.
The Niu Python felt a trance, and infinite power suddenly appeared, rushing to his limbs and bones, making him unable to help but whistle to the sky.
The cultivation level that had not been broken through for a long time was loosened at this moment, breaking from the sixth level of the golden elixir to the seventh level of the golden elixir.
Immediately afterwards, another dragon soul flew out of the void and penetrated into the eyebrows of a monk.
The violent power surged out, forming a pillar of light that soared into the sky, with a vast and majestic aura.
On the street, a young monk of seventeen or eighteen years old looked up at the Dragon God's decree in the sky, and infinite desire emerged in his heart. He couldn't help but touch the pendant hanging on his chest.
The pendant flashed, as if a dragon roar sounded.
Suddenly, a dragon soul noticed this place, turned his head, and a pair of black eyes that looked like lanterns emitted a strange light.
roar……
It felt some kind of summoning, couldn't help but let out a long roar, and its body swooped down.
A strong wind swept around, rolling sand and dust on the street to the sides.
The young monk was so scared that he took a few steps back, opened his mouth and was about to scream.
The dragon soul took the opportunity to rush into his mouth and merged into his body.
A faint light column soared into the sky, echoing other light columns.
A quarter of an hour later, Gu Xiaojun was sure that there was no new dragon soul to recognize the master, so he reached out and grabbed it and put away the Dragon God's decree.
The spiritual consciousness swept over the city, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
This time, the recruitment of new products was very successful, and twenty-seven members were added at once.
Although his cultivation level was uneven, he was still very satisfied.
"All the monks who were recognized by the Dragon Soul came to gather. From now on, they will be a member of my Dragon Soul Cultivator Army."
"But the ugly saying goes, the dragon souls that are integrated into the body will grow with you. However, once they leave the Dragon Soul cultivator army, the dragon souls will be taken back by the Dragon God's decree, waiting for the next master, and then have nothing to do with you."
Soon, all the monks who were recognized by the Dragon Soul came to the wall.
What surprised Gu Xiaojun was that there was a young monk of seventeen or eighteen years old and a young girl of one or two years old.
However, he was sure that the power of dragon souls existed in both of them.
"I, Niu Python, met Commander Gu!" Niu Python hugged her fists and took the lead in salute, while other newcomers bowed to salute.
Gu Xiaojun nodded, "Niu Python, you are temporarily leading the monk army in Podao City. As for what happens next, I will talk about it later."
"Yes!" Niu Python quickly answered.
Gu Xiaojun looked at the others, "As for you, it is not helpful to this war, so I will gather in the flying boat first."
After saying that, he waved his sleeves and sent them to the flying boat.
After doing all this, Gu Xiaojun looked at Ning Cangxue.
The latter nodded, took a step, and said loudly: "Any of you will regret not being able to join the Dragon Soul Cultivator Army, but it does not mean that you cannot fight for the Cangcheng Star Land."
In everyone's expectant eyes, Ning Cangxue smiled faintly: "The Earth Cultivator Army welcomes you all to join."
Wow...
There were bursts of cheers one after another.
"but……"
As soon as he changed his subject, the surroundings suddenly became silent, and everyone looked at them with a nervous look.
"The earth monk army will not be afraid of death."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "We will not force you to go out of the city to kill the enemy, and we will also provide protection unconditionally."
"However, a great war is imminent, only monks who bravely kill the enemy, fearlessly and truly fight for Cangcheng are qualified to join us."
"To tell you the truth, the ancestor has issued an order to defend Poxiao City to the end and fight with the Blood Talisman Sect to the end!"
There was silence around, and many people showed a look of horror in their eyes, and they felt a little regretful in their hearts. They should have left earlier.
However, more people's hearts are filled with fighting spirit.
"Fight to the death with the Blood Talisman Sect to the end!"
"Fight to protect the Cangcheng Star Land!"
...
The sound became louder and louder, forming a continuous fighting spirit, covering the sky above Dawn City.
The timid monk also rekindled his fighting spirit amid this passionate roar and took out his magic weapon.
The lights of magic weapons soared into the sky, illuminating a blood-red war fire in the void.
Three or four kilometers away, two large flying boats arrived quickly, one in front and one behind.
"Sir, there is something ahead!"
On the flying boat in front, a monk army knocked on the door of the cabin.
The hatch door opened, and an old man in his sixties frowned and walked out.
"What's wrong?" the old man asked unhappily.
"Sir, you...you'd better go and see it yourself. I don't know what happened."
The old man snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and walked towards the bow of the boat.
When I arrived at the bow of the boat and looked at the sky like a burning cloud, my brows frowned even tighter.
"How could there be such a strong fighting spirit?"
"Which city is ahead?"
"Sir, it's Dawn City, a medium-sized city with only 300,000 people."
The old man pondered for a moment and ordered: "Send the order to slow down, keep alert, and let the Lingpan Crossbow be in an activated state at any time!"
"Yes, sir!"
Almost at the same time, the two flying boats shook violently, and the two spiritual crossbows were activated and reflected in the void.
Over the Dawn City, Ning Cangxue and Gu Xiaojun stood at the bow of the ship, and their brows frowned.
"That should be a spiritual plate crossbow, right?" Ning Cangxu asked. His cultivation was a little worse. The distance was too far in the middle stage of the ninth level of the Golden Pill, so he didn't see it clearly.
Gu Xiaojun nodded and said in a serious tone: "I didn't expect that the other party was so cautious. The two spiritual plate crossbows had been activated. Before the war started, we were at a disadvantage."
"Fortunately, I brought the ancient sword pool, otherwise the chance of winning would be even smaller."
"By the way, the ancestor has hidden means, do you know what it is?"
Ning Cangxue asked curiously.
"I asked Mr. Gui, and he only told me two words." Gu Xiaojun's expression was a little strange.
"Those two words?" Ning Cangxue became even more curious.
“It’s very cool!”
“…”
Two flying boats stopped far away, and countless monks flocked out and stood neatly on both sides.
An old man and three middle-aged men came to the bow of the boat and looked at Ning Cangxue from afar.
"Interesting, a little guy from the ninth level of the Golden Dan Realm dares to confront us."
The three middle-aged people, the one on the far left, couldn't help but sarcastically.
The other two middle-aged men did not speak, but the same expression appeared on their faces.
"I just got the news that the Sea God Pavilion is ready to evacuate Cangcheng, and the Beast Control Sect is also forced to retreat. I heard that the losses are heavy and the troops are gathering in Mingyang City."
"As for the Wheel Soul Sect, it was even more miserable. The entire army of cultivators sent was wiped out. After the commander fled back in a panic, he was directly killed by the Wheel Soul Sect. The headless corpse is still hanging on the gate of the Soul Rock City."
"If you look at the power of Cangcheng Star Land with this attitude, the consequences will not be much better than this commander."
The old man said coldly without looking back.
The cold tone shocked the three of them and they shuddered secretly.
"Old Qian, they are really so powerful. The four armies have been defeated by three armies?" The monk on the left asked in surprise.
"I don't know whether they are powerful or not, but I heard that in the Dimension, there is an ancestor hidden behind him who has the power of unpredictable gods and ghosts."
The three monks who were already a little surprised and suspicious could not help but sneer when they heard this.
"Old Qian, the level of cultivation here is far less than that of the Holy Pattern Star Land. Even if there is an ancestor, can he still practice until he transforms into a god? You know, you..." The man standing among the three couldn't help laughing out loud. Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old man.
"Shut up, what should you say and what should you not say? Do you still have to teach you?" The old man turned around and looked directly at him with a cold look, making the other party feel as if he was poured with a basin of cold water on his head, so scared that he dared not say anything anymore.
"Old Qian, Brother Xia is not wrong. If you are worried that they have any tricks, just force them out, so that we can avoid guessing here." The middle-aged man on the far right interrupted.
The old man pondered for a moment and nodded, "Okay, you each lead the army of monks and start the army. Just wait for my order to launch an attack with the Lingpan Crossbow."
The three of them received the order in unison.
Over Chaoyang City, Ning Cang frowned slightly and said, "There is something wrong. They seem to be going to fight directly."
Gu Xiaojun looked intently, and murderous aura surged in the distance, and blood clouds churned in the sky.
"You're right, they're going to take action."
"Prepare for defense!"
Gu Xiaojun's second sentence was almost shouted. The bull python standing on the city wall had long been highly alert. When he heard the order, he raised the axe in his hand and shouted loudly, "Activate the city-modifying formation and prepare for the defensive army formation!"
This was agreed upon by both sides. Once a war breaks out, first defend one wave and then seek an opportunity to attack.
This is also impossible, the other party has too little information.
The protective formation was directly activated on the flying boat, and the spirit plate crossbow was activated, and a crossbow shone in the void.
The Heavenly Dao Dharma is intended to spread out like a celestial plate at the feet of the earth's monks.
Under all the members' feet, stars flashed, holding them and slowly floating up.
At the same time, on the Blood Talisman Sect, two crossbows were completely solidified.
The majestic aura, like a storm, blowing in Chaoyang City, shocked the city moat formation.
"kill!"
The three cultivators' killing sounds shook the sky, and three terrifying figures, sixty feet tall, condensed in the void.
If you look closely, you will find that the bodies of these giants are condensed from countless runes.
This is the military formation of the Blood Talisman Sect, the Blood Talisman Divine Calling Formation.
Three giants hold the bow in their left hand and slowly pull the bowstring with their right hand.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth around us swarmed in, and the spiritual arrows quickly condensed on the bowstrings.
The huge breath overlaps with two crossbows.
The breath swirled, the murderous aura shocked the clouds, and the sky was about to be suppressed.
Everyone was breathing rapidly, their bodies squatted unconsciously, and their legs trembled.
"Prepare the sword formation, and the sword slashes the sky!"
Ning Cangxue looked solemn, and shouted loudly. The stars under his feet turned, and the majestic sword energy flew out from each member's body, and a huge sword energy condensed above everyone's heads.
Gu Xiaojun took a deep breath and stomped his right foot on the deck.
With a buzzing sound, the deck under your feet suddenly surging, and an ancient sword pool appeared.
Although he had not practiced the Nine-Turn Holy Dao Pond, he could still exert 80% of the power of the Sword Pond, so he immediately raised his hand.
Whoosh swish swish swish swish swish swish...
Countless sword energy soared into the sky from the sword pool, and a winding river took shape in an instant.
The majestic sword energy was surging, and endless sword roars rang out throughout the sky.
Seeing their attack, the old man breathed a sigh of relief. Although the situation in front of him exceeded expectations, it was still within the control range.
Chapter completed!