A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators.

Chapter 1466: Xianmen is threatened again

Here in Xu Ling Yuan, many forces in the Ancient God Realm united on one thing for the first time and joined forces to break through the Cangtian Pavilion. Dozens of He Dao gods gathered together, and the combined power formed was too terrifying.

Their cooperation started more than a thousand years ago, and till today, even the ancient magical treasures above the Hedao cannot stop them.

At this moment, the nine immortal sects in the Ancient Divine Realm stopped at the same time.

"That's it."

“If we open more, you may obtain the inheritance above the Hedao before us, which will be disadvantageous to us.”

Lord Tianyun withdrew his hand and said calmly.

"No, it's not enough,"

"Daoyou Tianyun."

The Weaving Sky Spider Lord frowned and said, "Not even a crack has been opened, and the Yin-Yang Reversal Formation of the King of Hell, Yama, has not been broken either."

"If you guys want to leave, why don't you go together? The fellow Taoists from the Nine Spirits Territory are also familiar with us, so it's a good opportunity for us to reminisce about the past."

"Yes, it's just right for us."

The faces of the Hedao gods of the Demon God Sect and the Ten Thousand Races Alliance around them were cold, and their aura gradually became one, expressing their meanings very clearly, and there was no division within them.

"Fellow Taoists, please don't worry."

"I haven't finished what I'm saying yet."

Lord Tianyun smiled faintly and said, "Yanluo Hell Equal King Yin and Yang Reversal Formation is a secret of the ancient gods. Many Taoist soldiers have inherited it, but only they have mastered the eighth-level formation. My Tianyun Immortal Sect is also unable to break it. We can only start from the inside."

"I, Zong Daozi, and you, Zong Daozi, and the many holy sons of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance can join us and help us break through from the inside."

"In this way, there is much to be done."

He sent out diagrams of formation patterns through his spiritual sense.

"The Tianyun Immortal Sect is indeed extraordinary."

The Weaving Sky Spider God and other Hedao monks contemplated it and felt extremely delighted.

After a moment, he frowned again: "But if this is the case, many saints and disciples may suffer heavy casualties, and even 80% to 90% may die. It is also possible that the entire army will be wiped out."

These are all descendants of the inherited bloodline.

"if not?"

"This is an eighth-rank treasure. If it hadn't been refined by no one for hundreds of thousands of years, we wouldn't even dare to touch it."

Lord Tianyun said calmly: "The sect's Daozi, the bloodline saint son, has been cultivated by the sect with all his strength for many years. Now is the time for him to serve. In the overall situation of this sect, he has no choice but to make sacrifices."

"Besides, this is just the worst-case scenario."

"If they are lucky, perhaps these youngsters will be able to get a great opportunity and lay a foundation to surpass us old guys. It is unknown."

“…Ah, that’s true.”

The brows of many Hedao gods around gradually relaxed.

There were one or two Hedao gods who felt sorry for it, as they had deep feelings for their own disciples, but at this time they could only sigh.

The sect has been looking forward to the Hedao for hundreds of thousands of years, and many generations of ancestors have died in battle here in history.

A Daozi, even if he is like one's own son, one would feel extremely reluctant to let him go. How could one not sacrifice him at this time?

"Where is the Daozi of Jiulingyu?"

The Weaving Sky Spider Lord suddenly said, "If their disciples also join us, perhaps our disciples will suffer fewer casualties. Even if one or two fewer people die, it will be good."

For creatures of their bloodline, it is really not easy to give birth to a descendant who has the potential to achieve the Dao or even above the Dao. It depends on some luck.

In comparison, human beings are not afraid of losing too many people. If one dies, they can just train another one. Basically, there won't be much difference, which gives them a huge advantage in a war of attrition.

Parents who love their children will plan for their children in the long run. She tried her best to plan for her children.

"good,"

"Although the power of the Daozi of Jiuling Territory is weaker, he is indeed a Daozi and can share the burden and dedication with disciples like us."

The Lord of the Heavenly God Palace agreed and said, "The only problem is that they are probably unwilling to give away their own Daozi. This is something that will not benefit them in any way."

"How do you plan to solve this problem, fellow Daoist?"

He said calmly.

The Taoist of Jiulingyu was almost certain to die in the Yin-Yang Reversal Formation of the Equal King of Yama Hell. No immortal sect was willing to pay such a price. "This is easy."

"He is just a cultivator from a remote place."

A cold and ruthless light flashed in the dozens of compound eyes of the Weaving Sky Spider God: "Tell these nine fellow Taoists that if they are unwilling to send their Daozi away, there are dozens of fellow Taoists here who are willing to visit them. Please don't refuse and fail our kindness."

"Otherwise, it wouldn't be beautiful."

……

On this day, the Immortal Sect Political Consultative Conference was convened again, less than ten years after the last meeting.

This amount of time was really too short for a Hedao-level force. It was almost like a mortal meeting had just ended. After drinking a sip of water on the way back, they were called back to another meeting without even having a meal.

The reason for all this was an invitation letter jointly sent at the same time by all the major forces in the Ancient God's Domain, including the Demon God Sect, the Nine Immortal Sects, the Ten Thousand Races Alliance and many other unified forces.

On such a small invitation letter, there were actually the imprints of the spiritual consciousness of dozens of Hedao Gods, which was suffocating.

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"Interesting, very interesting,"

"...Xu Lingyuan...has a great opportunity, and specially invites fellow Taoists and disciples of the sect to attend the meeting. Please do not refuse..."

The True Master of Divine Machine unfolded the invitation letter and read the contents one by one to the surrounding immortal sects and cultivators. He said with a smile, "We haven't sent out our troops yet, but these Taoist friends can't wait to send us here."

"This is a great thing!"

He was smiling, but his smile seemed cold.

For the first time, the Immortal Sect was threatened and asked to take Daozi as a hostage.

Who do these sects in the ancient divine realm think they are?

They are mediocre and complacent people like chickens and pottery dogs, yet they dare to threaten the Immortal Sect in person. Who gives them the courage?

"Draw it up!"

"Are these bastards itching for trouble? Kill them!"

A voice suddenly popped up, shouting in an extremely uncivilized manner: "They want to come to the Immortal Gate as guests?"

"Then come on! I'll beat them to a pulp right in front of you. Who am I trying to scare when there are dozens of Hedao Gods?"

"Do you really think I scared you?"

The immortal sect's refining cultivators around looked at him sideways.

For the first time, someone was so rude and cursed in person at a Xianmen political meeting, turning the Xianmen meeting into a gang fight, which was really a bit embarrassing.

Even though they were scolded like this, they felt inexplicably comfortable in their hearts.

"Oh?"

Yuan turned his eyes and looked sternly at a corner.

Sure enough, I saw a sloppy blond young man wearing ripped jeans and with a pale face, the kind of paleness that comes from staying up late for two weeks in a row.

"teacher……"

The blond young man shuddered and immediately shut up.

Vaguely, he seemed to be back in the classroom more than ten thousand years ago, when he was quietly looking at his mobile phone and the teacher suddenly walked up to him.

"What do the eight great immortal sects think about this matter?"

Jiang Ding quickly interrupted.

The blond young man gave him a grateful look.

As expected of the Da Ri Jianzi whom we have watched grow up, he is a man of loyalty and it is worth it that I have taken such good care of him in the past.

"The Eight Immortal Sects..."

Yuan's attention was indeed diverted.

"My main body and the Xianmen Citizen Fleet are discussing this with them. This is indeed a major opportunity for war."

"We are working together to perform the magic of divination to deduce the situation of this battle. We expect to have a result in a year."

(End of this chapter)