Chapter 1161 The army of monks from the upper world arrives
Kitahara.
Tushan Atrium, in the Black Demon Palace.
Jiang Ding opened his eyes on the throne of six paths, and his consciousness spread, scanning all directions.
"Greetings, Lord Heaven!"
"Greetings, my lord!"
"Bye bye, Jianzi!"
A sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami erupted all around, and more than six hundred Nascent Soul Lords kowtowed and saluted in unison, coming from various places, systems, and sects in the Immortal Cultivation World in Tushan Atrium.
Each of them is the master of a land, a true king with a lifespan of 1,200 years, and an old Nascent Soul monster with eccentric temperament in the eyes of countless low-level monks. But here, each of them seems to be so ordinary. They are all as neat and capable as military lieutenant generals, without the sharp edges and corners of Yuanying monks.
Whether they were in seclusion, refining treasures, or trying to break through to become gods... No matter what they did, they were out of seclusion and did not dare to delay.
Because, there was an order from the Black Demon Palace in Tushan Atrium.
Because of the will of the young man in green on the throne.
It’s not just Nascent Soul monks like them, outside the Black Demon Palace, there are one hundred thousand sword cultivators from the Great Sun Sword, one hundred and eight thousand maids from the Tushan Maid Group, and one million monks from the Hunyuan Fatian Capital.
It can be said that it is an army of 1.2 million monks composed of countless foundation-building monks, golden elixir monks, and Nascent Soul monks!
This is all since Tushan's unification of the immortal world. After hundreds of years, two generations of Nascent Soul Lords have been constantly training and sharpening, constantly updating arrays, and constantly manipulating and practicing formations. Finally, they have formed an elite army of monks whose strength far exceeds At the beginning of the formation of the army.
Many monks in the army thought to themselves that even if the monks at the peak of their spiritual transformation were here, they might not be afraid of them.
This is such a terrifying force.
To deal with whom?
Who else?
The Lord of the Ice Plains, the Lord of Ten Thousand Spiders, the Lord of Hundred Legs, etc. can be wiped out with just one army, so why bother with so much effort?
Could it be that Tianjun wanted to review the Tushan armies?
Many Nascent Soul True Lords were puzzled, their thoughts were flowing rapidly, and all kinds of complicated and uneasy thoughts were born in their hearts. Some people even speculated in horror that this was the suspicion of the hero in his later years, and his temperament changed drastically, so as to cleanse the internal forces and pave the way for future generations to take over. .
People are so complex and changeable, and what you believe at one moment may not be what you think at the next moment.
Some Nascent Soul Lords who are in charge of relevant government affairs have more speculations.
At this moment, not only the 1.2 million most elite field troops in Tushan Atrium, but also many B-level and C-level monk armies were recruited and stationed in various sects and spiritual veins in various places, with the number reaching tens of millions. .
This is not the limit.
Outside of the Class B and Class C armies, even the most ordinary Qi Practitioners, those who have not undergone military training, are in training at this moment. They train one day every ten days in addition to production training. This has been going on for several days. In ten years, the lowest D-class army was formed to ensure that they could fill formations in various places and provide relevant mana at critical moments.
There are hundreds of millions of these weakest shemales practicing their qi!
It can be said that every ounce of power in the Tushan Zhongting Immortal Cultivation World has been mobilized and is making preparations, and no monk can be exempted.
Tushan Atrium, a behemoth that had never appeared in this small world, showed its full power for the first time. Its tentacles of influence extended to every corner and everyone, and no one could stay out of it.
They have enjoyed a peaceful and relaxed cultivation environment, and now it is their duty.
No one can have rights without obligations. Tushan Zhongting, an immortal organization, does not allow such a thing to happen.
In addition to the mobilization of personnel, there is also the mobilization of materials from various places. Massive amounts of heavenly materials, earthly treasures, elixirs, and talismans are stored in the treasuries of various sects. They have the power to sustain themselves even if external communications are cut off.
There are also military formation trainings that have become more and more frequent over the decades...
The soul computing power of the Nascent Soul monk is very powerful. When all the conditions are connected, many Nascent Soul Lords begin to tremble in their bodies and their hands are shaking. Thousands of years of practice cannot prevent the panic in their hearts.
This is full mobilization!
This is total war!
What kind of enemy is this war against? !
So much so that the invincible Tushan Heavenly Lord made such a desperate decision to fight, and his determination and will to fight against all odds were revealed from top to bottom.
"Tianjun..."
Zhenjun Yin Daozhen is now the subordinate governor of Hunyuan Fatiandu. His mouth is dry and his voice is trembling. He asked: "Is it true, is it that the cultivators from outside the world are coming soon?"
This statement seemed to have lifted a layer of mystery.
Many Nascent Soul Lords were suddenly enlightened. They raised their heads and looked at the young man in green on the throne of six paths. Many of their thoughts and doubts were instantly answered.
That’s right, outsider cultivators!
The world of cultivating immortality outside the realm!
That's all.
In the Small Thousand World, Tushan Zhongting is already invincible, why is there any need to go to war in such a big way? Only outside the small world!
At this moment, many monks fell into deep fear and trembled.
At this moment, many monks' eyes suddenly brightened, and their bodies were trembling, but not with fear, but with overwhelming excitement. The blood in their whole bodies was agitated, as if they had seen a bright road.
The hall instantly became noisy and chaotic, and many true monarchs could not control their emotions.
"Quiet."
Jiang Ding said calmly.
The whole hall fell silent.
Order was restored in an instant, and more than 600 true monarchs stood solemnly, and you could hear a pin drop.
"Just wait."
"Be patient and don't be agitated. This will cause you to lose control and be detrimental to everything."
Jiang Ding didn't explain anything to them. He pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, closed his eyes slightly, and continued to wait.
There are still three days before the arrival of the upper realm as mentioned by True Monarch Great Love.
Out of the Great Love True Monarch's own confidentiality requirements, he did not explain anything to these Nascent Soul monks, because it was indeed difficult to explain, and he did not want to find any reason to cover up. He did not like lies.
Tick tock,
Tick tock,
Tick tock...
In the uneasy sea of consciousness of many Nascent Soul Lords, time is ticking down like water drops, and every breath is crisp and clear, splashing circles and circles in the sea of consciousness.
They worked hard to use the secret technique to soothe their souls, barely calming themselves down, and stood in the temple waiting quietly.
As all the Nascent Soul Lords waited silently, three days passed slowly.
Everything works fine.
Nothing unexpected happened.
The True Monarch of Great Love was in the palace. At this moment, my heart felt cold, icy to the bone: "Heavenly Monarch, please..."
"Don't worry,"
"Don't worry, fellow Taoist."
Jiang Ding's voice came to his ears with gentleness and kindness: "In the way of heaven, errors are normal. I am not a harsh person."
"Just three more years."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
His voice was gentle, which he had never heard before.
The True Monarch of Great Love was even more trembling in his heart.
However, he said nothing more, took a deep breath, continued to close his eyes and rest, waiting for time to pass.
Another few months passed.
Time seemed to have stood still.
The Heavenly Lord on the throne closed his eyes and meditated. All the Nascent Soul Lords stood quietly and solemnly, and the 1.2 million elite field troops in the Tushan Atrium stood quietly and solemnly, like neatly arranged statues, motionless, and the wind and rain could not affect them in the slightest.
at some point.
Boom!
Outside the Small Thousand World, a terrible thunder bloomed, forming a terrifying celestial phenomenon. Countless lightning and lightning snakes were born, swallowing the sea of stars, covering the sky and the sun, and reflected in the Small Thousand World, which was known to hundreds of millions of sentient beings in the Small Thousand World.
Countless Nascent Soul cultivators trembled.
"The upper realm, the army of monks in the upper realm..."
Jiang Ding sat on the throne, opened his eyes, and said slowly.
(End of chapter)