The mortal self is the spiritual root of heaven

Chapter 281 The battle is about to begin!

In addition, Zhou Xun knew that there was no danger in this gambling battle. The purpose of the Mulan people was to trap their ten powerful Nascent Soul monks.

Then he will take this opportunity to make an outburst.

However, Zhou Xun had eighteen rounds of fake infant puppets in his hands. Their power was at the late stage of Nascent Soul, which was more than enough to break through the blood curtain.

Seven days later, it will be the day of the official decisive battle between the Tiannan Cultivation World and the Mulan people.

Zhou Xun has been adjusting his breath these past few days to achieve his best condition.

At the same time, the entire Chengtian City was completely mobilized in just two or three days.

Tiantian City's well-known ancient formation "Shangyuan Mieguang Great Array" has already been opened, and a layer of brilliance will guard the huge city.

All monks and sects, big and small, knew that in a few days they would start a life-and-death battle with the legal priests.

All the monks in the city came out of their stations and formed an army of magicians according to the original arrangement. They all set off to various stations outside the city with solemn expressions.

Overnight, a large number of formidable Zhengqi formations emerged one after another.In this deserted place, the wind is surging, and the murderous aura is rising.

As time passed, more monks and magicians gathered here, and large and small enemy-defending restrictions were set up around Tiantian City.

The entire city has become a fortress of war.

While Zhou Xun was adjusting his breath in the quiet room, several mysterious figures were discussing something in a secret room at the mage station hundreds of miles away from Tiantian City.

There were five men and two women. One man and one woman were covered in black robes, and their faces could not be seen at all.

But one of the other people was someone Zhou Xun knew.It was the woman named Le in green shirt who turned around and ran away during the battle at Huanglong Mountain that day.

The remaining four men were a middle-aged Confucian scholar with an imposing appearance, a dark and skinny old man, a man in black robes, and a dignified-looking man in brocade clothes.

"Master Le, how are you preparing the spiritual oil? You must know that the arrival of the holy bird can be compared to a peak monk in the late Nascent Soul. This is related to the victory of this battle!"

The skinny old man, whose face was covered with wrinkles, sat at the corner of the stone table and asked the woman named Le seriously.

"Yes, no ordinary monk can match the holy bird. It can be said that the holy bird you summoned is more important than our divine masters!" The middle-aged Confucian scholar also continued.

"Two divine masters, don't worry, I have brought out all the lamp oil that my clan has stored for more than a thousand years, which is enough to support the holy birds to finish this battle." The woman surnamed Le in green shirt said with a solemn face.

"Holy bird, but the spirit of the peacock that faced off against the gods of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons thousands of years ago?" Upon hearing the word "holy bird," the man in black robe suddenly opened his mouth and revealed a A look of surprise.

"Exactly!" the skinny old man replied calmly.

"With this spirit here, you Mulan people's victory rate will increase by at least [-]%!" the man in black robe said with emotion.

"It's not something that Sect Master Fang needs to worry about, but is the method your Sect has prepared for the gambling fight really feasible? Don't make it self-defeating."

"You know, there are demon cultivators in Tiannan, don't let the other party see through them at a glance." The big man in brocade robes who had been silent suddenly said lightly.

"Demon cultivators? They are the same! They just know some superficial cultivation techniques, or they are smart enough to change the magic techniques beyond recognition."

"How do you know how powerful the real ancient magic power is?" the man in black robe sneered and said disdainfully.

"Really! But one of the elders of your sect was so frightened by Zhou Xun from Yellow Maple Valley that he turned around and ran away." The woman in green shirt sneered and said sarcastically.

The black-robed man's eyes turned cold, and he snorted coldly, but he didn't refute anything.

The day of decisive battle is coming in a blink of an eye.A long bell sounded, and in the big camp in the south, many monks who had been refining their energy for a long time came out of the camp one after another. They turned into countless startling rainbows and soared into the sky, heading towards the same place overwhelmingly.

Zhou Xun floated above a group of more than a thousand monks, looking coldly at the army of magicians in the distance.

On the side of the Mulan people, the same monks were like clouds, covering the sky and the sun, and the rays of light stretched for more than ten miles.

There are also more than a dozen huge and abnormally huge wild beasts, shaped like hills, mixed in the ranks of the wizard army.

Obviously both sides have used their main force. Although the specific number of people cannot be estimated, at least 10,000+ immortal cultivators have gathered here.

And high-level immortal cultivators, who are rare to see under normal circumstances, can be found everywhere at this time.

In order to defeat the army of magicians, the various factions in Tiannan used all their trump cards. Some of the things they had hidden before were brought out this time.

For example, among the thousands of monks from the Hehuan Sect, there were sixteen male and female monks each wearing red and green clothing, carrying two huge coffins, one black and one white, lined up side by side.

The coffin was covered with various talismans, large and small, dozens of them, which was extremely strange.

On the other side, monks from a certain righteous sect were also clustered around a high bronze platform about six or seven feet high. On the platform was a huge gong with a diameter of about ten feet.

The surface of the gong is golden, with white runes floating from time to time, and a giant shirtless man sits next to him with his eyes closed.

Further away, there are more than a dozen jet-black statues in the ranks, which are three to four feet high. They seem to be a little broken, and they all look like ancient ferocious beasts, lifelike and lifelike, being held up out of thin air by some flying cars.Don't know what it is used for.

As for the team of monks further away, there are also some strange and weird things appearing, which are the treasures at the bottom of the boxes of each faction.

At this time, after a commotion in the army of legal scholars on the opposite side, three people flew out from inside.

The skinny old man, the dwarf, and the middle-aged Confucian scholar are the three great masters of Mulan.

On the monk's side, four frightening rainbows flew out.It was none other than the four ancestors of Linghu, Master Zhiyang, Wei Wuya, and Hehuan Laomo.

When the two sides were separated by a distance of tens of feet, they both faded away and stopped.

"How about it! It's too late for these fellow Taoists to regret it. As long as we give up one-third of Tiannan to our Mulan tribe, we can stop fighting and turn enemies into friends."

"Otherwise, no matter whether you win or lose after this battle, your Tiannan Immortal World will probably be severely weakened!" Confucian scholar surnamed Zhong looked at the ancestor Linghu and others opposite him and said coldly.

"It's a joke! It's true that our Tiannan Immortal Society will be seriously injured, but if you Mulan people are defeated in this battle, you will be exterminated. Stop talking nonsense and fight!" Wei Wuya raised his chin and said coldly said.

Then several people broke up unhappy and flew back to their own camps.

Immediately afterwards, a group of monks and magicians flew out of the camp, and then the positions in the middle of the armies of both sides were divided into ten places and began to set up magic formations.

Immediately, the formation mages from both sides activated the formations together, and ten white light masks covering an area of ​​[-] to [-] feet appeared between the two formations.

The formation has been completed, and the next step is for the people from both sides to appear together.

From the opposite mage camp, ten people with black robes and body coverings flew out first. These people were full of Yin Qi, and the demonic energy was amazing.

"Magic repair!"

Zhou Xun smiled coldly and murmured something.

With a flash of red light on his body, he also flew out of the monk camp.

(End of this chapter)