At this moment, there is a canyon in the north of Wutong Mountain.

Thousands of Lingzhou warships of Jiangyun palace slowly enter the fog gorge below.

At first glance, there are 50.6 million monks in Jiangyun palace, all of them are female nuns, and their overall accomplishments are not weak. The worst disciples all have the accomplishments of Banxian in the later stage. They are all elites who have been eliminated after many battles.

Although the cultivation of these disciples in Jiangyun palace is not bad, the high-level cultivation of the sect is obviously not good.

In addition to the imperial master's highest cultivation of Dixian, there are less than 30 Dixian elders in the whole sect, which is a little bit shabby.

In fact, this is not because of other problems. The main reason is that many elders and high-ranking sects have died in the previous battles with hostile forces. Now, there are not many people left.

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

Xia ling'er looks like a girl, wearing a white skirt, pure and gentle temperament, delicate facial features, white skin like snow, pure and cold, can be called a unique color.

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 spirit boat of Jiangyun palace is about to sail into the misty gorge, Xia ling'er, the leader of the moon wheel shaped spirit boat, told several elders: "elder Lanfeng, elder Xiyue, you lead 5000 disciples to patrol around the canyon, and always be alert to the attack of the monk Shengtian valley."

"Yes

After Xia ling'er, the two fairies, who are holding fists, immediately fly out of the spirit boat and arrange patrol tasks.

"The rest of the elders follow the leader of this palace to set up a defense array, and the disciples of Jiangyun palace will take a rest in this canyon for a while."

Xia linger's voice has just dropped.

"Tweet! Chirp

In the distance, the sky suddenly spread several sharp hawk whistling, and the sky rang out "rumbling" several sultry thunder, and the movement was quite big.

I saw a few golden eagles wandering in the sky, surrounded by dense golden lightning, momentum is amazing!

"No, it's thunder hawk!"

Xia ling'er's pretty face changes color.

Thunder Hawk is a kind of chaos ancient beast. Its fighting power is ordinary, but its speed is very fast. It can control the thunder, come and go without trace.

This eagle can identify the spirit of a monk. With special training, thunder eagle is an excellent tracking expert. It can track the enemy within hundreds of millions of miles.

As long as the clan forces in Dongsheng Shenzhou are not too poor, they usually keep a few thunder hawks to track down the traitors of their own sect or the enemies of the sect.

At present, thunder Eagle suddenly appears in the sky, which means that they are still caught up by the friars of holy sky valley.

Xia ling'er was in a great state of mind, and his mouth was full of shouts: "the disciples of Jiangyun Palace are on guard. The thieves from Shengtian valley are approaching the Canyon!"

"Get rid of the warships, form a formation and prepare for the enemy!"

Several elders of the temple also yelled.

For a moment, the monks of Jiangyun palace, like ants on a hot pot, fly out of the canyon in a panic and form a good formation. The nuns of Jiangyun palace look flustered and uneasy.

Not long after, thousands of spirit boat warships came from the far horizon, and each ship's deck was full of monks, with a total number of two million!

Both the number of people and their accomplishments are much higher than that of the palace of descending.

On the first red gold warship, there is a flag with the words "holy sky Valley" written on it, which represents the sect power it belongs to.

Thousands of warships of Shengtian valley are coming towards the canyon. The atmosphere of the army's suppression is strong. The air seems to have solidified. The atmosphere is very solemn!

The commander of this group of friars in Shengtian Valley is a young man with a folding fan in purple robe. This young man is lu'ang, the master of shaogu of Shengtian valley. He has the highest cultivation of Dixian.

After lu'ang, there are hundreds of earth immortal friars.

Standing on the side of his body, the old man in grey robe has the strong cultivation of the early days of celestial beings.

It can be seen that the strength of the two sides is too big to be of the same grade.

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 is afraid that there will be more or less misfortune in the palace of descending!

Soon, thousands of warships from Shengtian valley have arrived at the sky above the gorge. They are confronting the female monks in Jiangjun palace! As soon as lu'ang's folding fan opened, his sharp eyes were like a sharp sword out of his body. He stabbed Xia ling'er directly and said with a dry smile: "I can't believe it, Xia ling'er, even if the defeated soldiers of you can be sent away, you still can't escape from the palm of Ang's hand."

"Luan, you are so haunted." Xia ling'er's face is as cold as frost.

"Ha ha ha, who makes me so obsessed with linger girl?" Rouen laughed.

Xia ling'er's beautiful eyes showed a strong color of disgust, and Jiao drank out a voice: "put away your disgusting words! What do you want with so many troops of holy heaven Valley? ""Miss ling'er, why do you know what you're doing? I'm under orders to slaughter all the monks in the XiaTing palace." Luan not cold not light said.

Xia ling'er's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and the elders of Jiangyun palace behind him were all pale, full of despair and unwilling.

Lu'ang led this group of monks from shengtiangu, not only completely crushed the palace, but also a celestial friar. In any case, the troops of Jiangjun palace could not win the army of Shengtian valley.

This is a dead end! "Miss ling'er, don't be nervous. I, lu'ang, are also kind-hearted. As long as you linger girl is willing to surrender and be my concubine, I will spare your life and treat you well. There is only one chance. Girl ling'er, please think about it carefully. "

Luan unscrupulously looked at Xia Ling Er that slightly delicate figure, seems to have her as his own woman.

Although shengtiangu and Jiangyun Palace are like water and fire, lu'ang is obsessed with Xia ling'er. After the previous fight, Lu ang knows that Xia ling'er is the chaotic immortal among the ten immortal bodies in the real fairyland. In addition, she is perfect. If she can practice with her, she can get great benefits, and she may be able to attack the fairyland!

Because of this, lu'ang dreams of getting Xia ling'er's people, so he has been persistently pursuing this part of the remaining forces of the Jiangding palace for the past six months.

Listening to Lu Ang's threatening words, Xia ling'er's delicate body trembled slightly.

Usually, she would have scolded her back, but now it is about the life and death of the palace. Xia ling'er didn't want to let the monks of Jiangyun palace die miserably. She closed her eyes in silence and said in a trembling voice: "lu'ang, the master of this palace can agree to your request, but you must let the monks of Jiangyun palace behind me go away from me."

"Palace master, don't do anything stupid!"

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

"Palace master, don't bow to your knees. We will advance and retreat together with you, even if we die in battle!" Xia ling'er behind the fall of the palace elders have called out a voice, the crowd excited.

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