The Emperor's Beginning Summons Wu Zhangkong

Chapter 147 The foundation of Wuji Holy Sect!
"what happened?"

The deep voice of the Zhenshan Beast King sounded in the Tiger's mind.

The tiger's voice echoed at the bottom of the pool, "I can't explain a sentence or two. You've slept for too long. I'll hit you first and then talk!"

"Who?"

"Wuji Holy Sect!"

"it is good!"

The confused eyes of Zhenshan Demon King instantly became sharp, streams of light circulated on the surface of the body, and the snake shadow on the turtle shell began to swim in an instant!

Vast coercion burst out, and a ten thousand-foot black phantom appeared in the sky, covering the sky, and the vast coercion swept out like the power of heaven.

It was like an ancient sacred mountain appeared in the sky, and everyone felt their bodies sinking, as if an invisible mountain was pressing on their shoulders.The bodies of Xia Xuan and others also sank, and the spirit boat was greatly reduced by this vast pressure!

At the bottom of the pool, with a thought, the Demon King Zhenshan quietly disappeared and appeared directly in mid-air, looking south and north with the tiger, looking at the wilderness in the distance.

The tiger's lips curled up and he shouted: "The demon kings of all tribes are leading their demon beasts to press into the wilderness!"

"Yes!"

One by one, the demon kings took orders and led the demon beasts under their command to press towards the wilderness. With huge roars, dense and boundless demon beasts rushed towards the wilderness crazily. Monsters continued to join along the way, and their numbers became larger and larger. The more, the more powerful it becomes!
The tide of beasts that covered the sky and the sun rushed towards the wilderness crazily, and the ground was covered with black waves. The flying monsters in the sky covered the sky and rushed towards the southern wilderness with overwhelming force!

Just when Shiwandashan was anxious for the armies of all races, the Wuji Holy Sect of Dahuang was not idle either.

Just when the Tiger King had just sacrificed the Eight Desolations Shocking Drum, all the 28 elders of the Wuji Holy Sect raised their heads and looked at the Shiwan Mountain, with expressions of horror on their faces.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of thumping war drums came, and the heaven and earth suddenly began to tremble violently. The space was constantly agitating, and the space was constantly overlapping and breaking, as if the sky was furious!
The chaotic space in the space is constantly shattering, and space turbulence is running around in the sky. The chaotic space turbulence makes all the elders of the Wuji Holy Sect change their colors.

Suddenly, a vast true meaning of martial arts erupted violently on the main peak of the Wuji Holy Sect, a bright golden light rose into the sky, and a ten thousand-foot-long shadow of the Martial God appeared in the sky above the Wuji Holy Sect!
An old man in purple robes appeared in the sky above the wilderness. The spatial turbulence formed by the constant stirring and overlapping in the sky had no impact on the old man at all.

The old man stood in the air, and the broken and chaotic space suddenly became calm. The turbulence in space that was enough to scare away the mortal immortal seemed to be just a breeze to the old man.

The old man was thin and small, with snow-white, dry white hair hanging loosely behind his head. His face was full of wrinkles, and his exposed palms were extremely dry.As long as there is a flash of light in the old man's cloudy eyes, it shows that he is extraordinary.The old man looked at the shaking space around him, narrowed his eyes, and snorted coldly. A dense golden light burst out from the old man's body. Wherever the golden light passed, the space quickly returned to calm, and the shaking sky instantly returned to normal.

The old man squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of Shiwanda Mountain, and said: "Mobilize all the power in the sect."

The leader of the Wuji Holy Sect took a step forward and said: "Yes!"

The 28 elders each looked at each other, and then the Twelve Peak Masters suddenly turned into a stream of light and fell into the Wuji Holy Sect. The remaining sixteen elders went straight to the boundary between the Great Wilderness and the Shiwan Mountains!

Not long after, spiritual ships rose from the Wuji Holy Sect one after another. There were hundreds of spiritual ships rising. These spiritual ships were large and small. The small ones were only a hundred feet long, the middle ones were five hundred feet long, and the largest ones were It's a thousand feet in size!
Mysterious runes are engraved on the surface of these spirit ships, and large crossbows are mounted on the spirit ships, exuding a heart-stopping aura!Especially the three largest spirit ships. In the middle of the spirit ship is a giant bed crossbow with a size of a hundred feet. The surface of the bed crossbow is engraved with countless mysterious runes. The bed crossbow exudes a terrifying aura, giving people far more danger than An ordinary Hongchenxian level master!

Hundreds of spirit ships took off and were automatically divided into three spirit fleets. Each team had one thousand-foot-sized spirit ship, twelve five-hundred-foot-sized spirit ships, and one hundred and eight hundred-foot-sized spirit ships!
Three spiritual fleets lay across the sky, and more than 300 spiritual ships were parked in mid-air, blocking the sky and stretching across the sky like a continent!In the center of each spiritual ship is a large flag with the four characters Wuji Holy Sect written on it!

The surface of the spirit ship was filled with inner disciples of the Wuji Holy Sect wearing navy blue robes. Among them were many deacons of the Alchemy Realm wearing silver robes and elders of the Hunyuan Realm wearing gold robes!
There are about 500 inner disciples on each hundred-foot spiritual ship. There are [-] inner disciples on each five-hundred-foot spiritual ship. The largest thousand-foot spiritual ship can accommodate tens of thousands of inner disciples. !
Although some of the more than 300 spiritual ships are not full, with only about 20 people, the warriors who can board the spiritual ships are all inner disciples wearing navy blue robes, which means that the Wuji Holy Sect has taken out 20 at once Tongxuan realm disciple!
The old man in purple robe looked at the disciples of the Wuji Holy Sect below who were full of fighting spirit, with a trace of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

Then he became angry and shouted: "I, the supreme elder of the Wuji Holy Sect, now issue the Wuji Holy Order: All the forces under our Wuji Holy Sect will immediately rush to the border of Shiwanda Mountain to defend against the monsters. Anyone who does not take action with all their strength will be punished after the war. We, the Wuji Holy Sect, are determined to destroy temples and gates, cut off their inheritance, massacre their disciples, and kill their clan!
Anyone who kills the enemy in battle will be rewarded heavily by our Wuji Holy Sect. All high-ranking forces will die in battle. Our Wuji Holy Sect will protect their descendants and support their power until all their strength is restored! "

The old man's majestic voice spread throughout the wilderness, and was clearly transmitted to all the forces in the wilderness!
"Your Majesty's Order from the Iron-Blooded Dynasty!"

"Your Majesty's Order from the Hundred Battles Dynasty!"

"Your Majesty's Order from the Sky Eagle Dynasty!"

"..."

All the high-ranking forces responded, and all the forces with Baodan Realm in the wilderness accepted the order and mobilized all the powerful men under their command.Even the casual cultivators and small forces in Tongxuan Realm from all over the country are rushing towards the Shiwan Mountain in the south!
The two largest forces in the wilderness have gathered all the masters, and even all the forces under their command have gathered together, mobilizing almost [-]% of the forces in the wilderness!

Just as both sides were gathering their armies, streaks of light suddenly appeared on the east side of the wilderness. When they got closer, they were all Qigong practitioners from the East China Sea. Nearly a thousand Jindan masters were rushing to leave the wilderness!

There are more than a dozen streams of light at the front exuding vast coercion, all of them are masters at the level of Hongchenxian!

More than a dozen red dust immortals of different shapes stood in the air around the wilderness. They looked at Xia Xuan and his group curiously, with a strange look in their eyes. The ninth elders of Duobao Pavilion were all familiar with them, but the three beside him Who is the Red Dust Fairy?

(End of this chapter)