At this moment, over a valley in the north of Wutong Mountain.

Thousands of Lingzhou warships of the descending palace slowly sailed into the misty canyon below.

At first glance, there are five or six hundred thousand monks in the palace. All of them are nuns, and their overall accomplishments are not weak. The worst disciples are all elites who have been eliminated after many battles.

Although the cultivation of the disciples in the palace is not bad, the cultivation of the senior members of the school is obviously not good.

In addition to the highest accomplishments of the palace master, there are less than 30 sect elders of the immortals, which is a little shabby.

In fact, this is not because of other problems. The main reason is that a large number of elders and senior members of the sect fell down in the previous confrontations between the palace and the hostile forces. Now there are not many people left dead.

In the battle of life and death half a year ago, the palace of Jiangwei was almost destroyed. The last leader of the palace of Jiangwei passed the position of palace leader to his daughter, Xia linger, the current leader of the palace of Jiangwei.

Xia ling'er looks like a girl. She is dressed in a white dress. Her temperament is pure and gentle. Her facial features are delicate and delicate. Her skin is white as snow. She is pure and cold. She is absolutely gorgeous.

of course, as like as two peas, this is not the point. The key is that this Xia Ling Er is exactly the same as Xia Shan er. Seeing that the Lingzhou warship of the descending palace is about to sail into the misty Canyon, Xia ling'er, the leader of the moon shaped Lingzhou, commands several elders nearby: "Lan Feng elder, Xi Yue elder, each of you leads five thousand disciples, patrolling around the canyon

and be alert to the coming of the saints valley."

"Yes!"

The two fairies behind Xia linger answered with a hug and immediately flew out of the boat to arrange a patrol.

"The rest of the elders followed the leader of the palace to set up a defensive array, and the disciples of the palace were temporarily recuperating in the valley."

Xia ling'er's voice just dropped.

"Joo! "Tweet!"

In the distance, there are several sharp hawks howling in the sky. There are several sullen thunders in the sky, which are quite moving.

Only a few golden eagles hover in the sky, surrounded by dense golden lightning, with amazing momentum!

"No, it's thunderhawk!"

Xia ling'er's face changes color.

Lei Ying is a kind of chaos ancient beast. It has general fighting power, but its speed is extremely fast. It can control thunder, come and go without a trace.

This eagle can recognize the spirit of the friar. As long as it has been specially trained, it is an excellent tracking expert. It can track enemies in billions of miles.

The clan forces of Dongsheng Shenzhou, as long as they are not too shabby, usually raise several Lei Ying to track their traitors or foreign enemies.

At present, thunder hawks suddenly appear in the sky, which means that they are still overtaken by the monks of the holy valley.

Xia ling'er was very worried and shouted loudly: "the disciples of the descending Palace are warning quickly. The thieves of the holy heaven valley are coming. They are approaching the valley!"

"Quickly abandon the warship, set up the formation and prepare for the enemy!"

Several elders of the palace also shouted.

For a time, the nuns in the valley, like ants on a hot pot, flew out of the valley in a panic, and formed a good formation. The nuns in the valley looked flustered and uneasy.

In a short time, thousands of spirit boat warships came from the far horizon. The deck of each warship was full of friars. There were two million people!

No matter the number of people or their accomplishments, they are much higher than those in the palace.

On the red and gold warship headed by him, there was a flag with the words "holy Valley" written on it, which represented the faction forces to which he belonged.

The thousands of warships of Shengtian valley are coming towards the canyon. The overwhelming atmosphere of the army makes people feel strongly depressed. The air seems to be solidified and the atmosphere is extremely dignified!

The commander of Saint heaven Valley is a purple robed youth with folding fans. This is Lu ang, the little valley leader of Saint heaven Valley, who has the highest accomplishments of immortals.

Behind Lu'an, there are hundreds of immortals.

The old man with grey robe standing on his side has the strong cultivation of the early days of immortals.

It can be seen from this that the strength of both sides is too great, and they are not of the same level.

Xia ling'er's snow-white neck exudes a trace of sweat. She knows that the strength of the two sides is very different. This time, she's afraid that there will be more or less bad things in the palace!

Soon, thousands of warships of Shengtian valley have arrived at the sky over the canyon, and they are facing off with the female nuns in the palace of descending diversity. The atmosphere is tense! When lu'ang opened his folding fan, his fierce eyes were like a sharp sword coming out of his body. He stabbed at Xia ling'er and said with a dry smile, "I can't imagine Xia ling'er. Even if you can send the defeated soldiers to the palace, you can't escape from me, Lu

Ang's palm."

"Luan, you're haunted." Xia ling'er's face is like frost, gnashing his teeth.

"Hahaha, who makes me so obsessed with linger girl?" Luan laughed.

Xia ling'er's beautiful eyes showed a strong color of disgust, and she cried out: "put away your disgusting words! What do you want with so many soldiers of holy Valley? "

"Miss ling'er, why do you know clearly? I'm ordered to kill the monks in the palace." Luan said not coldly.

Xia ling'er's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and the elders of the descending palace behind him all looked white, despairing and unwilling.

Lu'ang's group of monks in the holy Valley not only completely crushed down the palace, but also supported by a celestial friar. In any case, the army of Shengtian valley will not be able to win.

This is a dead end! "You don't need to be nervous, miss ling'er. I, lu'ang, am also a man of pity. As long as you linger girl is willing to surrender and surrender, and be my concubine, I will spare your life and treat you well. There is only one chance, miss ling'er, please think about it carefully. "

Lu ang looked at Xia ling'er's slightly delicate figure with unbridled eyes, as if she had been regarded as her own woman.

Although Shengtian Valley and Jiangke Palace are in full swing, Lu'an is infatuated with xialing'er. After the previous fight, Lu ang knew that Xia ling'er was a chaotic immortal among the ten immortal bodies in the real world. In addition, she was also a perfect body. If she could double cultivate with her, she would get huge benefits. Maybe she could take this opportunity to impact the fairyland

!

Because of this, lu'ang dreams of Xia linger's people, so he has been persistently pursuing this part of the remaining forces in the palace for half a year.

Listening to lu'ang's threat, Xia linger's body trembled slightly.

In normal times, she would have scolded and gone back, but now it's about the life and death of the palace. Xia ling'er didn't want to let the monks of the descending palace die miserably. She closed her eyes silently and said in a trembling voice, "lu'ang, the Lord of the palace can answer your request, but you must let the monks of the descending palace behind me go, and let them go."

"Master, don't do stupid things!"

"We would rather die in battle than see you humiliated!"

"Don't grovel, Lord. We will advance and retreat with you. We will not hesitate to die in battle!" After Xia linger, the elders of the descending palace shouted out, and the crowd was excited.