Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1059 The War Begins

In the headquarters of Zhentian Pavilion, Jiang Mo made a black robe, stood in front of thousands of people, and looked forward.

There, dark clouds were densely covered, and they swept towards this side at an extremely fast speed.

Don't think about it, it must be the army of monks from the Seven Star Ghost Palace.

Beside Jiang Mo, Cang Xuechen in white, the charming Wu girl, and the burly Tianyan...

Many strong men have awe-inspiring expressions.

The Seven Star Ghost Palace is a genuine old silver-ranked power, they have to show their energy.

Behind Jiang Mo and the others was an army of tens of thousands of monks and members of the Night Devil Knights.

The two parties lined up neatly behind Jiang Mo without making a sound.

Although it was quiet, it exuded an air of iron and blood!

"are you ready?"

Jiang Mo's voice spread and resounded in everyone's ears, which only made people feel that the blood was surging, and they wanted to fight to the death with the Seven Star Ghost Palace!

"Defend Zhentian Pavilion to the death!"

The orderly and loud voice came from behind, and the momentum shook the sky.

Many of the tens of thousands of people behind him have experienced the battle of life and death in Zhentian Pavilion.

Although next, they may face the mighty Seven Star Ghost Palace, but with the Pavilion Master here, everyone has the determination to win!
"Haha, you trash in Zhentian Pavilion, are you ready to die?"

Not long after, there was a whistling sound in the sky, and the insolent laughter of the Shadow Ghost King echoed in the sky above Zhentian Pavilion.

Immediately following him was the army of monks from the Seven Star Ghost Palace, and among them was the ancestor Guisha sitting in command, which made the morale of the army there very stable.

"The defeated general, where did he get the courage to run to my Zhentian Pavilion to shout?!"

Jiang Mo looked at the Ghost King Youying and said indifferently.

Before that, the Shadow Ghost King was no match for him.

Now that Jiang Mo had stepped into the realm of a six-star martial saint, the Shadow Ghost King was no match for him.

Seeing Jiang Mo, the Phantom Ghost King's complexion darkened. It was the white-haired young man in front of him who compromised his strength and prestige. .

"You dog, don't be arrogant. When the ancestor captures you, you will definitely make your life worse than death!"

"The beauty next to you, I will definitely enjoy it!"

"That boy with thin skin and tender flesh seems to be good, I don't mind letting him have a good time."

The Phantom Ghost King's gaze first glanced at Wu Nu's hot and delicate body, flashing a hint of greed.

Afterwards, it landed on Cang Xuechen's body again, laughing sinisterly.

Everyone's faces were full of anger, no one thought that the Shadow Ghost King would have such a habit.

"Xuechen, don't care about that bastard's words, Master will avenge you later." Jiang Mo patted Cang Xuechen's shoulder and comforted him.

When an army of tens of thousands of monks descended on the sky above Zhentian Pavilion, most of them felt a terrible pressure.

"I haven't shown up for a long time, I don't know, this land of returning to the ruins, but there are still people who know the name of my ghost ancestor."

A sinister laugh came from midair, and then everyone saw an extremely strong gray aura rushing out, and finally condensed into the appearance of an old man.

This person is obviously the Patriarch Guisha.

As soon as the ghost ancestor showed up, Jiang Mo frowned.

This guy, as rumored, possesses the realm of the Eight-Star Martial Saint Dzogchen.

"Why does an old guy who should have died long ago still live in this world?"

Jiang Mo faced Guisha Patriarch and asked questions.

Seeing that Jiang Mo dared to scold the Patriarch Guisha, the Youying Ghost King immediately took a few steps, his momentum exploded, and he planned to make a move.

The other monks from the Seven Star Ghost Palace also glared at each other, wanting to show their strength.

"Hehe, this kid is a bit interesting. However, your strength is too weak. You provoked my Seven Star Ghost Palace, and you will surely perish here." Patriarch Guisha said slowly, as if he had seen through everything, " In the past, the old man had seen eight hundred geniuses if not one thousand, but they fell before they grew up!"

"As far as this old man sees, your end will not be better than theirs."

The ancestor Guisha said slowly, these words are shaking the morale of Zhentian Pavilion.

Naturally, Jiang Mo would not be influenced by him.

At this time, in the area around Zhentian Pavilion, many forces came to watch.

Today, the battle between Zhentian Pavilion and Seven Star Ghost Palace will definitely affect the future trend here.

Of course they want to come and see.

And among these forces, there is the Tianji Sect.

"Sect Master Liu, I heard that you and I have reached a covenant. Why, do you want to stay out of it now?" Jiang Mo looked at Liu Gongquan and said.

The gaze of the ancestor Guisha also turned to Liu Gongquan. He controls a silver-level force. If he joins the battle, it will have some impact on the Seven Star Ghost Palace.

"Hehe, my Tianji sect has low strength, so I won't participate in the grievances between Zhentian Pavilion and Seven Star Ghost Palace." Liu Gongquan waved his hand.

When he said this, it was equivalent to admitting that he was going to be outside.

Seeing Liu Gongquan backing down, Jiang Mo didn't say any more. Since he had made a covenant before, he backed down at the critical moment. Afterwards, Jiang Mo would definitely cleanse the Tianji sect.

"Very good." Patriarch Guisha's hoarse voice came out, as if praising Liu Gongquan.

"Boy, do you still have allies now?"

Guisha Patriarch looked down at Jiang Mo condescendingly, and said with a cold smile.

"Even if there are no allies, it is more than enough to deal with the Seven Star Ghost Palace and you, an old guy who should have been buried long ago."

Jiang Mo raised his palm, waved it forward, and in an instant, the energy behind him, like a berserk dragon, surged up crazily, crashing into the sky and the earth!

Feeling this tyrannical Yuanli storm, Patriarch Guisha's complexion changed slightly, and he said hoarsely: "Kill!"

As the voice fell, a murderous intent suddenly swept down from the sky.

boom!
In the next moment, tens of thousands of monks from both sides joined the battlefield.

For a moment, the burst of Yuanli impact was extremely terrifying, causing the land of thousands of miles to be covered by violent collision impact.

Boom, boom, boom!

Those onlookers hurriedly backed away, fearing that the fish in the pond would be harmed.

After all, the impact of the origin force is too terrifying. Once it is involved, it will be a situation that is more or less ominous.

After so many years of development, the overall strength of Zhentian Pavilion has long been different from before.

Now, even the top-level martial arts masters have a large number, not weaker than the Seven Star Ghost Palace.

What's more, there are strong men like Jiang Mo and Qin Haotian who are comparable to eight-star martial saints!
Crazy shouts of killing soared into the sky, blood was continuously spilled, and corpses fell from the sky.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of people died in this war!

(End of this chapter)