Chapter 470: Huangzhou's counterattack!
Donglin Sect.
A group of guests were welcomed at this time.
Dugu Jue.
The Lord of the Desolate Heaven Palace.
The Patriarch of the Xingchen Sect.
The Lord of the Nantian Palace.
This group of cultivators from the Desolate State came to Donglin Sect excitedly to congratulate Chu Xun.
"Congratulations!"
"Congratulations!"
"Congratulations!"
As soon as they met and had not exchanged greetings, they felt a strong sense of joy. These elders swept away the haze of the past. They had not recovered for three years under the intimidation of the Qin Dynasty. Now they finally saw hope. Elder Chu completed the counterattack and came from behind. Now they have to discuss when to launch a counterattack against the Qin Dynasty.
In the reception room.
There was a heated discussion.
The voices were chaotic.
"Hmph!"
"If you ask me, none of these Qin Dynasty soldiers should be spared. They should all be killed in the eastern region of Huangzhou!" The leader of the Holy Fire Sect gritted his teeth. The Holy Fire Sect suffered too much loss in this battle and was almost destroyed. Even his own temple was destroyed by the Qin Dynasty soldiers. He could not tolerate this anger.
"Yes!"
"Kill them all. Thinking of the poor people in Huangzhou, some border soldiers even forcibly defiled women. It's really hateful, annoying, and infuriating!" Someone else gritted his teeth. The speaker was the master of the Nantian Palace.
"Killing them all is against the harmony of heaven, but if it is this group of Qin Dynasty soldiers, I agree!" The Palace Master of the Xingchen Sect also raised his hands to express his agreement, and his turbid eyes also revealed murderous intent.
Elder Ming in the Desolate Heaven Palace also followed this time. He chose to acquiesce to this result. It was not because of personal grudges, but because he had seen the bloody brutality of the Qin Dynasty's border soldiers while walking in the four regions of Desolate State. The East Region of Desolate State was protected by the Donglin Sect, but the other three regions were hell on earth and he couldn't bear to look at them.
Jiang Chen.
Liu Jian.
Bai Luli.
At this time, he was also qualified to enter the reception room. He had traveled around the four regions and witnessed the tragic situation. At this time, he also raised his head slightly and looked at the master who was sitting in one of the seats.
"Quiet!"
The Palace Master of the Desolate Heaven Palace gently pressed his palm.
The messy reception room.
Suddenly.
It was much quieter.
A pair of eyes looked at the man in green shirts, and the anger in their eyes also dissipated a lot. He regained his rationality, but he was eager to say: "Elder Chu, when will you start?"
"Seven days later!"
Chu Xun looked around.
Seven days.
It is to give each force.
A chance to prepare.
"Okay!"
Suddenly.
In the hall.
Full of joy.
After they dispersed, Dugu Jue also found Chu Xun, holding a pot of turbid wine in his hand, with a much more relaxed look on his face, without the loneliness and desolation of the past. He proved that he was right, Chu Xun was far better than he imagined, and smiled and said, "Is it too hasty?"
The arrival of the people from the Desolate Heaven Palace was somewhat intended to force the palace. With his eyesight, he had already seen that Chu Xun had mastered the "Great Dao" a long time ago, but he had not taken action yet. There must be a purpose. After all, even he could see that the situation could not only focus on the present.
Even if the Qin Dynasty army was solved.
As long as the Qin Emperor was there.
The Qin Dynasty was there.
The so-called pressure.
It never dissipated.
Even if Chu Xun mastered the Great Dao, he did not dare to break through rashly, because the oath he once made was still hanging there empty. If the Desolate State did not give birth to a quasi-emperor, no quasi-emperor-level strongman could set foot, but once Chu Xun broke through, it would be a different situation.
"No!" Chu Xun shook his head slightly. Even if he had mastered the 'Great Dao' before, he was not sure that he could keep all of Qin Yuansheng and the others. But now it was different. He silently felt the various 'Great Dao' flowing in his body.
Array Dao.
Sword Dao.
Strength Dao.
Time Dao.
Life Dao.
Void Dao.
Destruction Dao.
These laws that he considered to be the secondary cultivation after breaking through the Great Saint Realm have all reached a very high realm. It is difficult to meet an opponent in the same realm. This is his confidence. In his ideal, if he can master the Great Dao of Confucianism and reach a very high realm, he will be fearless.
Even if there is a big storm.
He can enter the Quasi-Emperor at any time.
This is the real confidence.
And now, although the arrival of the group of people from the Desolate Heaven Palace was a bit hasty, it was within the acceptable range. The Qin Dynasty army has been wreaking havoc in the Desolate State for several years and it is time for a result.
"That's good!"
Dugu Jue shrugged.
There was also a look of relief on his face.
As he turned and left, he took a sip of wine and felt a little regretful. He realized that if Chu Xun was given more time, he would definitely be able to practice multiple avenues, or perhaps follow the invincible path of the Great Saint Zhenwu, who integrated all the avenues into his own body.
…
Seven days.
It passed in a flash.
The soldiers stationed in the Qin Dynasty looked up at the approaching army of the Desolate Palace with rough faces. Their faces were morbidly pale. When they once praised the Desolate State as a piece of fat meat, they could actually launch a large-scale counterattack and approach their army.
“Boom!”
As a handsome young man in a green shirt walked out, the whole world fell into a brief silence. The faces of these Qin Dynasty soldiers showed a trace of fear, which was more fearful and panic-stricken than facing the arrival of the army.
"He!"
"Here he comes!"
"He's really here!"
"Gulong!"
"Gulong!"
These brave warriors who have fought in hundreds of battles saw the pupils of the man in green shirts expanding continuously, and there was only endless fear in their vision. Although they were not afraid of death, they were not afraid of death.
Their eyes moved.
They slowly condensed.
Looking at the huge golden bowl rising from below, covering the monks of the Qin Dynasty army, he smiled slightly. Now, if he is second in the art of formation, who dares to claim to be the first?
"Om!"
Tap gently!
In the void.
The formation talismans surged violently.
The huge formation.
Began to disintegrate.
Disintegrate.
Collapse.
Shattered.
The white-clothed formation masters in charge of this place looked at the formation runes under the army's garrison with horror, and they changed the rules one after another. They were no longer protective, but turned into terrible evil spirits, faintly condensing endless evil spirits, turning this blessed land into a killing ground in an instant, and said in horror: "Quickly disintegrate these formation stones!"
In the distance.
Several figures.
Soared into the air.
Buddhist disciples.
Ji's son.
The two of them were far away, silently watching the Qin Dynasty's army disintegrate without making a sound. Seeing that the commander of the Qin Dynasty had not appeared yet, or perhaps he had never returned after going out, Ji Yuantian's face was filled with loneliness, and he said, "Have you given up?"
Looking at the man in green.
Moving his hands and feet.
This formation, which is said to be invincible under the quasi-emperor.
It collapsed easily.
It really made people not want to resist.