Chapter 379
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During the three-day bloody battle, more than half of the friars on the side of wanjian Pavilion lost. Even Jiujie real world lost nearly ten, and even one Zhenjun fell.
On the two urn cities, there are traces left after the war. A small half of the urn cities were destroyed by self explosion. At this time, the friar of Tianhu Xianzong, who was defending, was busy repairing. From time to time, broken limbs and bodies were excavated from the collapsed city wall.
These sacrificial monks, after a simple convergence, will be transported to the rear for burial. However, most people can't distinguish their faces at all, leaving only pools of vague flesh and blood.
Most of them are the bodies of barbarians, which are all over the front of the mountain pass. A strange bird with black hair roars in the air. Each time it swoops down, its claws will grab a body and go away.
This is a common rule between the two sides after the end of each war. If so many barbarian corpses are left in the wild and exposed to the wind and sun, they are likely to form a terrible plague. Even if the monk's body is different from ordinary people, it may not be able to resist. It's better to let the barbarians transport them back.
As for how to deal with it after it is transported back, that is their business.
It is said that the sacrificial altar needs blood essence for worship, and almost all the blood essence of these dead barbarians has run out, leaving only their dilapidated bodies, which can be used to feed monsters at most.
At this time, the mountain pass in the center of the two urn cities has become a blood River, winding away. The blood water flows straight to the low-lying place, forming a blood lake with a circumference of thousands of feet. The strong smell of blood covers the whole plain with a salty smell.
When green bud arrived, this scene was in front of her.
The ancestor of wanjian pavilion was a true disciple of Wanfa Xianzong in those days. It's hard to know why he came to North China to start wanjian Pavilion. However, from beginning to end, all the overlord sects in the mountain and sea world divided wanjian Pavilion into the sphere of influence of Wanfa Xianzong.
Wanjian pavilion has been established for tens of thousands of years, and indeed has always followed the lead of Wanfa immortal sect. This subordination has not changed since wanjian Pavilion became the first sect in northern China.
During the wartime, when Lu Yaer came, he had been summoned to inform that there was no need to mobilize the public, but the scene of a real emperor, nearly ten real kings and 100 real people welcoming at the same time still shocked the whole sanqingyuan.
When the gorgeous Dharma boat arrived, the whole Sanqing mountain pass was silent. Many monks who were working stopped and looked at the relegated fairy like woman.
In a few years, the green bud has lost a bit of the girl's tenderness, a bit more mature charm, and... A sense of mystery.
She walked down from the boat slowly, her elegant green gauze robe floated in the wind and the sun shone. It seemed that her whole person was shrouded in a layer of light green light. In the hazy, a pair of eyes looking forward to life and brilliance were extremely bright, full of a superior temperament, which made people unable to afford the courage to look at each other.
Although she is not the kind of peerless beauty, her earthly temperament is unique. Even if Meng MI is a beauty of this level, it seems that she will have a little less flexible immortal meaning.
Behind her was a young monk with a cold face. His accomplishments and green bud were only between Bo Zhonger, but the whole person was like a spear stabbing the sky, with a sharp smell. Even the nine robbers behind him were a head shorter than him in momentum.
Behind them were two middle-aged friars surrounded by faint visions. In their drooping eyes, there was a trace of divine light. They were two real emperors.
Then there are ten real kings. As for the real world, they are dressed in standard costumes. They are lined up like an army.
After everyone was welcomed into the city, the whole mountain pass became lively with a "bang". For a time, the spirit of killing left after the bloody war was diluted a lot.
"Who is that? It's really beautiful..."
"Tut tut Tut, to say that I am also a nine turn cultivation. She looked at me and almost couldn't breathe..."
"Ha ha, you are beautiful. People look at you?"
"Didn't you notice? Then... The first two great powers are real emperors!"
"Hiss... Lao Wang, the one who came forward to meet you would not be the supreme ancestor in the legend of your wanjian pavilion? Didn't you say..."
"It's rumored these days that the overlord sect of China is coming to help. I'm afraid these big people are from China!"
"But why are the two Yuanying leading the team?"
"I don't know if he is the supreme disciple?"
"Well... No wonder there is such pomp. It's the supreme disciple!"
"Sister Ma, that handsome guy is so handsome..."
"Cut, in my opinion, the Xiang offering some time ago is more delicious! You inexperienced people don't know the taste..."
The war situation in recent days was so tragic that it was dignified with the atmosphere of the whole sanqingyuan. At this time, it suddenly "came to life".
The word "disciple" was automatically ignored. The true emperor accompanied him. The news spread. For a time, the morale of the friars in northern China increased greatly.
Even the soul seals of those monks who were collected after the war were originally dead lying in crystal balls. When they heard the news, they seemed to be in a lot of spirit at once.
This is also the wish of the true emperor of heaven's destiny. After repeated bloody wars, such news is needed to inspire people, and the wanjian Pavilion, which has suffered heavy losses, really needs to rely on the deterrent power of Wanfa Xianzong.
Although the whole Sanqing original defense line is divided by three major sects, in fact, whether it is wanjian pavilion or Tianhu Xianzong, its own monks account for only 10%, and the other nine Chengdu are the disciples of the subordinate sects.
Less than a month after the war, the number of casualties among the monks in the urn City exceeded 20%. It is inevitable that there will be some commotion.
These four words are easy to write and too difficult to do after all.
Even if there is a secret technique to store the soul seal, there seems to be a special magnetic field in the Qitian mountains. As long as the monks below nine turns die, nine out of ten will be scared on the spot, and the remaining one will be seriously injured. In fact, it is not much different from death.
The monks in northern China are not as fierce and fearless as barbarians. If it were not for the disciples of the three major sects, they would often take the lead. Several overlord sects are usually famous. In addition, the post-war pensions and War Merit rewards are too rich. It is estimated that there will be few left after several battles.
Even so, at the beginning of ten thousand years of chaos, there were several mutinies. After that, the three major groups of iron and blood were connected and ruthless, which stabilized the situation.
Monks are sometimes more afraid of death than mortals.
But some things are more terrible than death
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During the three-day bloody battle, more than half of the friars on the side of wanjian Pavilion lost. Even Jiujie real world lost nearly ten, and even one Zhenjun fell.
On the two urn cities, there are traces left after the war. A small half of the urn cities were destroyed by self explosion. At this time, the friar of Tianhu Xianzong, who was defending, was busy repairing. From time to time, broken limbs and bodies were excavated from the collapsed city wall.
These sacrificial monks, after a simple convergence, will be transported to the rear for burial. However, most people can't distinguish their faces at all, leaving only pools of vague flesh and blood.
Most of them are the bodies of barbarians, which are all over the front of the mountain pass. A strange bird with black hair roars in the air. Each time it swoops down, its claws will grab a body and go away.
This is a common rule between the two sides after the end of each war. If so many barbarian corpses are left in the wild and exposed to the wind and sun, they are likely to form a terrible plague. Even if the monk's body is different from ordinary people, it may not be able to resist. It's better to let the barbarians transport them back.
As for how to deal with it after it is transported back, that is their business.
It is said that the sacrificial altar needs blood essence for worship, and almost all the blood essence of these dead barbarians has run out, leaving only their dilapidated bodies, which can be used to feed monsters at most.
At this time, the mountain pass in the center of the two urn cities has become a blood River, winding away. The blood water flows straight to the low-lying place, forming a blood lake with a circumference of thousands of feet. The strong smell of blood covers the whole plain with a salty smell.
When green bud arrived, this scene was in front of her.
The ancestor of wanjian pavilion was a true disciple of Wanfa Xianzong in those days. It's hard to know why he came to North China to start wanjian Pavilion. However, from beginning to end, all the overlord sects in the mountain and sea world divided wanjian Pavilion into the sphere of influence of Wanfa Xianzong.
Wanjian pavilion has been established for tens of thousands of years, and indeed has always followed the lead of Wanfa immortal sect. This subordination has not changed since wanjian Pavilion became the first sect in northern China.
During the wartime, when Lu Yaer came, he had been summoned to inform that there was no need to mobilize the public, but the scene of a real emperor, nearly ten real kings and 100 real people welcoming at the same time still shocked the whole sanqingyuan.
When the gorgeous Dharma boat arrived, the whole Sanqing mountain pass was silent. Many monks who were working stopped and looked at the relegated fairy like woman.
In a few years, the green bud has lost a bit of the girl's tenderness, a bit more mature charm, and... A sense of mystery.
She walked down from the boat slowly, her elegant green gauze robe floated in the wind and the sun shone. It seemed that her whole person was shrouded in a layer of light green light. In the hazy, a pair of eyes looking forward to life and brilliance were extremely bright, full of a superior temperament, which made people unable to afford the courage to look at each other.
Although she is not the kind of peerless beauty, her earthly temperament is unique. Even if Meng MI is a beauty of this level, it seems that she will have a little less flexible immortal meaning.
Behind her was a young monk with a cold face. His accomplishments and green bud were only between Bo Zhonger, but the whole person was like a spear stabbing the sky, with a sharp smell. Even the nine robbers behind him were a head shorter than him in momentum.
Behind them were two middle-aged friars surrounded by faint visions. In their drooping eyes, there was a trace of divine light. They were two real emperors.
Then there are ten real kings. As for the real world, they are dressed in standard costumes. They are lined up like an army.
After everyone was welcomed into the city, the whole mountain pass became lively with a "bang". For a time, the spirit of killing left after the bloody war was diluted a lot.
"Who is that? It's really beautiful..."
"Tut tut Tut, to say that I am also a nine turn cultivation. She looked at me and almost couldn't breathe..."
"Ha ha, you are beautiful. People look at you?"
"Didn't you notice? Then... The first two great powers are real emperors!"
"Hiss... Lao Wang, the one who came forward to meet you would not be the supreme ancestor in the legend of your wanjian pavilion? Didn't you say..."
"It's rumored these days that the overlord sect of China is coming to help. I'm afraid these big people are from China!"
"But why are the two Yuanying leading the team?"
"I don't know if he is the supreme disciple?"
"Well... No wonder there is such pomp. It's the supreme disciple!"
"Sister Ma, that handsome guy is so handsome..."
"Cut, in my opinion, the Xiang offering some time ago is more delicious! You inexperienced people don't know the taste..."
The war situation in recent days was so tragic that it was dignified with the atmosphere of the whole sanqingyuan. At this time, it suddenly "came to life".
The word "disciple" was automatically ignored. The true emperor accompanied him. The news spread. For a time, the morale of the friars in northern China increased greatly.
Even the soul seals of those monks who were collected after the war were originally dead lying in crystal balls. When they heard the news, they seemed to be in a lot of spirit at once.
This is also the wish of the true emperor of heaven's destiny. After repeated bloody wars, such news is needed to inspire people, and the wanjian Pavilion, which has suffered heavy losses, really needs to rely on the deterrent power of Wanfa Xianzong.
Although the whole Sanqing original defense line is divided by three major sects, in fact, whether it is wanjian pavilion or Tianhu Xianzong, its own monks account for only 10%, and the other nine Chengdu are the disciples of the subordinate sects.
Less than a month after the war, the number of casualties among the monks in the urn City exceeded 20%. It is inevitable that there will be some commotion.
These four words are easy to write and too difficult to do after all.
Even if there is a secret technique to store the soul seal, there seems to be a special magnetic field in the Qitian mountains. As long as the monks below nine turns die, nine out of ten will be scared on the spot, and the remaining one will be seriously injured. In fact, it is not much different from death.
The monks in northern China are not as fierce and fearless as barbarians. If it were not for the disciples of the three major sects, they would often take the lead. Several overlord sects are usually famous. In addition, the post-war pensions and War Merit rewards are too rich. It is estimated that there will be few left after several battles.
Even so, at the beginning of ten thousand years of chaos, there were several mutinies. After that, the three major groups of iron and blood were connected and ruthless, which stabilized the situation.
Monks are sometimes more afraid of death than mortals.
But some things are more terrible than death
During the three-day bloody battle, more than half of the friars on the side of wanjian Pavilion lost. Even Jiujie real world lost nearly ten, and even one Zhenjun fell.On the two urn cities, there are traces left after the war. A small half of the urn cities were destroyed by self explosion. At this time, the friar of Tianhu Xianzong, who was defending, was busy repairing. From time to time, broken limbs and bodies were excavated from the collapsed city wall.These sacrificial monks, after a simple convergence, will be transported to the rear for burial. However, most people can't distinguish their faces at all, leaving only pools of vague flesh and blood.Most of them are the bodies of barbarians, which are all over the front of the mountain pass. A strange bird with black hair roars in the air. Each time it swoops down, its claws will grab a body and go away.This is a common rule between the two sides after the end of each war. If so many barbarian corpses are left in the wild and exposed to the wind and sun, they are likely to form a terrible plague. Even if the monk's body is different from ordinary people, it may not be able to resist. It's better to let the barbarians transport them back.As for how to deal with it after it is transported back, that is their business.It is said that the sacrificial altar needs blood essence for worship, and almost all the blood essence of these dead barbarians has run out, leaving only their dilapidated bodies, which can be used to feed monsters at most.At this time, the mountain pass in the center of the two urn cities has become a blood River, winding away. The blood water flows straight to the low-lying place, forming a blood lake with a circumference of thousands of feet. The strong smell of blood covers the whole plain with a salty smell.When green bud arrived, this scene was in front of her.The ancestor of wanjian pavilion was a true disciple of Wanfa Xianzong in those days. It's hard to know why he came to North China to start wanjian Pavilion. However, from beginning to end, all the overlord sects in the mountain and sea world divided wanjian Pavilion into the sphere of influence of Wanfa Xianzong.Wanjian pavilion has been established for tens of thousands of years, and indeed has always followed the lead of Wanfa immortal sect. This subordination has not changed since wanjian Pavilion became the first sect in northern China.During the wartime, when Lu Yaer came, he had been summoned to inform that there was no need to mobilize the public, but the scene of a real emperor, nearly ten real kings and 100 real people welcoming at the same time still shocked the whole sanqingyuan.When the gorgeous Dharma boat arrived, the whole Sanqing mountain pass was silent. Many monks who were working stopped and looked at the relegated fairy like woman.In a few years, the green bud has lost a bit of the girl's tenderness, a bit more mature charm, and... A sense of mystery.She walked down from the boat slowly, her elegant green gauze robe floated in the wind and the sun shone. It seemed that her whole person was shrouded in a layer of light green light. In the hazy, a pair of eyes looking forward to life and brilliance were extremely bright, full of a superior temperament, which made people unable to afford the courage to look at each other.Although she is not the kind of peerless beauty, her earthly temperament is unique. Even if Meng MI is a beauty of this level, it seems that she will have a little less flexible immortal meaning.Behind her was a young monk with a cold face. His accomplishments and green bud were only between Bo Zhonger, but the whole person was like a spear stabbing the sky, with a sharp smell. Even the nine robbers behind him were a head shorter than him in momentum.Behind them were two middle-aged friars surrounded by faint visions. In their drooping eyes, there was a trace of divine light. They were two real emperors.Then there are ten real kings. As for the real world, they are dressed in standard costumes. They are lined up like an army.After everyone was welcomed into the city, the whole mountain pass became lively with a "bang". For a time, the spirit of killing left after the bloody war was diluted a lot."Who is that? It's really beautiful...""Tut tut Tut, to say that I am also a nine turn cultivation. She looked at me and almost couldn't breathe...""Ha ha, you are beautiful. People look at you?""Didn't you notice? Then... The first two great powers are real emperors!""Hiss... Lao Wang, the one who came forward to meet you would not be the supreme ancestor in the legend of your wanjian pavilion? Didn't you say...""It's rumored these days that the overlord sect of China is coming to help. I'm afraid these big people are from China!""But why are the two Yuanying leading the team?""I don't know if he is the supreme disciple?""Well... No wonder there is such pomp. It's the supreme disciple!""Sister Ma, that handsome guy is so handsome...""Cut, in my opinion, the Xiang offering some time ago is more delicious! You inexperienced people don't know the taste..."The war situation in recent days was so tragic that it was dignified with the atmosphere of the whole sanqingyuan. At this time, it suddenly "came to life".The word "disciple" was automatically ignored. The true emperor accompanied him. The news spread. For a time, the morale of the friars in northern China increased greatly.Even the soul seals of those monks who were collected after the war were originally dead lying in crystal balls. When they heard the news, they seemed to be in a lot of spirit at once.This is also the wish of the true emperor of heaven's destiny. After repeated bloody wars, such news is needed to inspire people, and the wanjian Pavilion, which has suffered heavy losses, really needs to rely on the deterrent power of Wanfa Xianzong.Although the whole Sanqing original defense line is divided by three major sects, in fact, whether it is wanjian pavilion or Tianhu Xianzong, its own monks account for only 10%, and the other nine Chengdu are the disciples of the subordinate sects.Less than a month after the war, the number of casualties among the monks in the urn City exceeded 20%. It is inevitable that there will be some commotion.These four words are easy to write and too difficult to do after all.Even if there is a secret technique to store the soul seal, there seems to be a special magnetic field in the Qitian mountains. As long as the monks below nine turns die, nine out of ten will be scared on the spot, and the remaining one will be seriously injured. In fact, it is not much different from death.The monks in northern China are not as fierce and fearless as barbarians. If it were not for the disciples of the three major sects, they would often take the lead. Several overlord sects are usually famous. In addition, the post-war pensions and War Merit rewards are too rich. It is estimated that there will be few left after several battles.Even so, at the beginning of ten thousand years of chaos, there were several mutinies. After that, the three major groups of iron and blood were connected and ruthless, which stabilized the situation.Monks are sometimes more afraid of death than mortals.But some things are more terrible than death
