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Chapter 654 Fulong
Fulong Pass, the last pass to guard the Tianlin Sect, has a very long history and can be traced back to the era of Emperor Ying. It is rumored that Emperor Ying, who had not yet achieved the throne of the Emperor, surrendered a real dragon here.

Later, the monks of the Tianlin Sect used this pass as a portal to build a large array of guardians. If they want to attack the Tianlin Sect, they must first break through this pass, but except for the beginning of the establishment of the sect, this portal has never been attacked. today.

After five years, advancing slowly, the army of Hou Jirang of Yizhou finally swept Xuanzhou, cut off the wings of Tianlin Sect one by one, and pointed at Fulong Pass. Once this pass is broken, Tianlin Sect will have no danger to defend .

Huh, the two armies are facing each other, and the spirit of killing is permeating, but today, the gap between the two sides is very obvious. The Yizhou side is strong and strong, not to mention those monks who are Yin God or even Yang God, just Fengying, Huohu, and Qingluan. Just a fairy army is enough to make people look sideways, and every fairy army is enough to rival Taoist monks, and Qingluan is the elite among the elite, which can rival the upper Yang God.

Compared with it, the Tianlin Sect is much worse, it can only be described as withered, there are only three or two big cats and kittens left, if it is not for the support of the guardian array, they may not even have the courage to stop each other Have.

And the only thing that can make them feel at ease is that in Fulong Pass, there is an aura rising like a pillar of heaven, suppressing a void. They know that it is the suzerain of their Tianlin Sect, an extremely powerful high-ranking sun god .

At the same time, standing on the cloud, Wulinzi looked at the military camp in Yizhou, as if he felt his peeping, the military spirit surged, and a green luan with blue wings condensed into shape.

Chirping, screaming loudly, eyes full of sharpness, exuding a terrifying evil spirit, Qingluan and Wu Linzi, the God of the Seven Tribulations, competed head-to-head.

Seeing such a scene, a sneer appeared on Wulinzi's gloomy face.

"What a Qingluan army, it is worthy of being the fairy army directly belonging to the Seven Phoenix Palace. It is really powerful. If this fairy army is destroyed, the Seven Phoenix Palace will be very heartbroken, right?"

Looking at Qing Luan, who had transformed into a military spirit, Wu Linzi had murderous intent surging in his heart.

Over the years, the Tianlin Sect originally had its own army of immortals. Although not as elite as the Qingluan Army, it was similar. It was called the Snake Scale Army, but in the past five years, the Snake Scale Army had been wiped out.

Although the Yuwen Family has provided Tianlin Sect with a lot of resources in recent years, they have not invested any manpower. At first, Tianlin Sect could rely on its own war potential to support it, but later the loss of personnel became more and more serious. It was difficult to support, and once fell into a situation where no one was available.

And at this moment, perhaps stimulated by Wulinzi's peeping, the Yizhou barracks regenerated, and the thunderous drums of war were sounded.

Boom, boom, boom, the military drum is calm and powerful, with the power to inspire people. With the gathering of people's hearts, a mighty momentum slowly spread from the Yizhou barracks, like a huge beast waking up.

Feeling the oppression of this powerful momentum, even with the protection of a large formation, many of the Tianlin Sect disciples in charge of defending the city could not help but turn pale, with a sense of fear in their hearts, their hearts were telling them that the enemy was invincible.

But at this moment, three immortal armies came out of the barracks, wearing strong and sharp weapons, and driving the same type of monsters. Gao Fei, exuding a powerful demonic aura, locked onto Fulongguan like a real demon king.

However, they did not launch an attack immediately, but each guarded one side, blocking the direction where the monks of the Tianlin sect might break out, and they wanted to force the Tianlin sect to fight to the death.

Seeing such a scene, the people of Tianlin Sect suddenly understood something. While they were panicked, they couldn't help but feel hostility rising. Since there was no way out, fighting to the death was the best way out. The scaled sect's originally slack aura became more solidified.

At the same time, in the Yizhou military camp, a group of people were also looking at Fulong Pass. Each of them had a very bright aura, either bursting or cold, and each of them was a Yangshen cultivator dominating one side.

"It's finally here."

Looking at the checkpoint lying on the ground like a crouching dragon in the distance, a young man let out a sigh.

He was wearing a black robe, embroidered with a real phoenix, with a warm breath like jade, without the slightest sharpness, and an ordinary appearance, neither handsome nor ugly, which belonged to the category that can be seen everywhere on the street, only the pair of white eyebrows were more conspicuous. There is nothing special about it.

But everyone is naturally one step behind him, because he is Hou Jirang of Yizhou, and he is only one step away from unifying the existence of Zhengnan Kyushu.

Hearing this, several Taoist monks glanced at each other, and they all expressed their congratulations. They were either from casual cultivators, or monks who belonged to the Zongmen of Yizhou. Now their future is closely related to Ji Rang. Naturally, they hope that Ji Rang able to be better.

"Congratulations to Your Highness for unifying Kyushu and becoming king soon."

Hearing this, Ji Rang showed a smile on his ordinary face.

"Let me go meet that black scale next."

Speaking, stepping into the void, Ji Rang ascended to the sky step by step.

Seeing such a scene, several Taoist monks did not feel the slightest worry, but were full of confidence in Ji Rang. As the Marquis of Yizhou, Ji Rang himself was not weak.

"Wu Linzi, do you dare to fight me? If you can defeat me today, I can lead my troops back without hurting your Tianlin Sect."

Standing out of nowhere, overlooking Fulong Pass, Ji Rang showed a little bit of sharpness, which was rare. For a moment, the phoenix crowed in the sky, and the majesty of the king began to permeate.

Hearing this, many disciples of the Tianlin Sect showed surprise on their faces, because although Hou Jirang of Yizhou is very powerful, he is only the Yang God of the Six Tribulations, while their suzerain is the genuine Seven Tribulations sun god.

With the Seven Tribulations against the Six Tribulations, without the assistance of the Celestial Army, the odds of winning are basically [-]%. Even if Ji Rang has Dragon Qi in his body, it is difficult to have opponents at the same level, but he still will not be their suzerain's opponent.

But this is just the thinking of most of the disciples. Some smart people understand very well that since Ji Rang dared to say such a thing, he must have something to rely on. This represents the real danger.

And at this moment, Wu Linzi's figure quietly appeared after stepping on the black flood dragon.

"You are really arrogant. You are just a puppet chosen by the Seven Phoenix Palace. Do you think you are Yuhuahua?"

Facing Ji Rang directly, Wu Linzi showed disdain on his face.

Hearing this, Ji Rang's expression remained unchanged.

"Senior Wulinzi, there is no need to show this clumsy provocation trick. The sect treats me extremely kindly. The talk of puppets is purely false. Summer insects are beyond words. You will never understand the greatness of the Seven Phoenix Palace."

"Let you and me end this war today, enough people have died."

With a look of distress on his face, a strangely shaped sword appeared in Ji Rang's hand.

The body of the sword is straight and straight, with no tip, no blade, and the whole body is as black as ink. It is not so much a sword as a ruler with a hilt.

However, at the moment when the sword appeared, everyone's eyes, regardless of whether it was the enemy or the enemy, all focused on it unconsciously, because the sword was rippling with strands of immortal power, and it was truly a fairy weapon.

(End of this chapter)