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Chapter 553 Counterattack (Part [-])
Wang Changsheng nodded, frowned and asked, "The clan is alright, why are you the only ones? What about Qingqing and the others!"

Wang Ruyan didn't see Wang Qingqing, and her face was full of sadness.

Mo Caiyun smiled and said, "Qing Qing is fine, she works in the Hall of Deacons and is in charge of refining weapons, but Chang Hao and Qing Tian died."

Wang Qingshan told the story of Wang Changhao and Wang Qingtian's downfall, and when it came to Wang Changhao's stay, Wang Qingshan's face was full of grief and indignation.

"Okay, now that I've arrived at the front line, I'll take good care of you guys, Qingshan, you don't have to be too sad, life and death are fate, the eighteenth brother died to save you, don't let him down, if you can come back safely In the clan, I will take good care of his descendants."

The arrival of Wang Changsheng gave Mo Caiyun and others a reassurance.

After fighting for so many years, the immortal cultivation resources carried by Wang Qingshan and others are running out. Before Wang Changsheng left Qinglian Villa, he brought a batch of immortal cultivation resources that Wang Qingshan and others urgently needed. Magical implements and talismans.

Wang Ruyan was in charge of keeping these things, she took them out and distributed them to Wang Qingshan and others.

A sound transmission talisman flew in suddenly, the content was very simple, asking Wang Changsheng to go to the meeting hall.

When he came to the meeting hall, Wang Changsheng was completely shocked. More than 30 alchemy monks gathered in the hall, sitting on both sides.

He found an empty chair and sat down.

The alchemy monks came in one after another. The alchemy monks present here had different expressions.

Wang Changsheng saw Fang Mu, Fang Mu was still carrying a coffin, his expression was indifferent, and no one talked to him.

Fang Mu is already at the fourth level of alchemy, and I don't know if he has caught up with the half-demon of the blood bat clan last time.

Besides Fang Mu, Wang Changsheng also saw Taoist Ziyang and Huang Fugui.

Not long after, a heavy man's voice sounded: "The Daoist Yuanying has arrived."

As soon as the words fell, eight Nascent Soul cultivators came out from the back of the hall, six men and two women, the most aura was a kind-hearted old man in a white Taoist robe, with a goatee and a white dust whisk in his hand , quite fairy style.

"This old man is Xu Bin from the Taiyi Immortal Sect. He is the person in charge of Pingyao City. The demon clan invaded, killed my compatriots, plundered property, and enslaved our human race. Our seven immortal sects have united the Northern Border Cultivation Realm and the South China Sea Cultivation Realm. Three I called you here this time to tell you that we are going to counterattack, those who make great achievements will be rewarded, and those who are timid and avoid wars will be severely punished."

After hearing this, the alchemy cultivators present were in a commotion, discussing via sound transmission.

Wang Changsheng suddenly realized. He said why the human race blindly defended. It turned out to be a helper. If the Northern Xinjiang Immortal Cultivation World and the South China Sea Immortal Cultivation World joined in and attacked the Yaozu from three directions, the Yaozu really didn't have much chance of winning. If the Yaozu didn't know this The news will definitely suffer a lot.

There are many lines of defense against the demon clan, and flattening the demon city is just one of them.

"The old man is going to divide everyone here into six teams. The captain of each team is monk Nascent Soul, with many monks who form alchemy, and follow the designated route. , I will start assigning teams."

55 alchemy monks, ten left behind in Pingyao City, 45 alchemy monks were divided into six teams, Wang Changsheng, Fang Mu and Huang Fugui were in the first team, there were eight alchemy monks in their team, and Wang Changsheng's cultivation was the lowest .

According to regulations, Wang Changsheng has fifty foundation-building monks under his jurisdiction. Wang Qingqing is a craftsman and should not go to the battlefield. Wang Changsheng brought Wang Qingshan's seven people with him. It's not that he wants to take them to take risks. , they may be under the jurisdiction of other alchemy monks, and they may be used as cannon fodder.

After the discussion, Wang Changsheng and others left one after another. The Deacon Palace will send people to distribute supplies to every immortal cultivator participating in the battle. It can be seen that the Seven Great Immortal Sects are going to make a real effort.

Wang Changsheng got a third-tier low-grade attack talisman, and Wang Qingshan and the others each got a bottle of mana-recovering talisman and two second-tier talismans.

Fifty Foundation Establishment cultivators, Wang Changsheng divided them into seven teams, and the seven Wang Qingshan were in the same team.

The Nascent Soul monk who leads the team is called Fang Sizhe, and the Nascent Soul is on the fourth floor.

Yin time, the night is quiet.

Six Nascent Soul cultivators and 45 alchemy cultivators flew out of Pingyao City and rushed towards the Yaozu's residence from all directions.

They have not yet entered the demon clan's residence, or released spirit spells, or sacrificed magic weapons, or manipulated puppet beasts, or manipulated huge bone corpses to attack the demon clan's residence.

All kinds of dazzling auras lit up in the dark night, huge roars continued, flames soared into the sky, and screams continued.

Wang Changsheng followed Fang Sizhe into the Yaozu camp, but he was surprised to find that the Yaozu did not have much high-level combat power at all. Ten, the number of low-level monsters is relatively large, there are tens of thousands.

"Stop them and kill them."

Tens of thousands of low-level monsters released spells at the same time, and the auras of various spells lit up, and the momentum was astonishing.

Fang Sizhe raised a yellow flag and released a large yellow hurricane, blocking most of the spells.

"Kill them, leave none behind."

Fang Sizhe ordered coldly.

The monsters and half-monsters of the Nascent Soul Stage fled in different directions, and dozens of third-order monsters rushed towards Wang Changsheng and others, trying to stop Wang Changsheng and others.

The six Nascent Soul cultivators and the 45 Alchemy Formation cultivators were simply unstoppable by the Yaozu.

A blue light flashed on Wang Changsheng's body, and he was chasing an ape-like half-demon. The half-demon has the cultivation of the fourth level of alchemy, and his escape speed is relatively fast.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, how about we deal with this monster together? The credit is shared equally."

Huang Fugui's voice rang in Wang Changsheng's ears.

According to the pre-war deployment, the corpses of half-demons or third-tier monsters in the alchemy stage can be exchanged for a large amount of contribution points.

Wang Changsheng's escape speed is not fast either, the half demon's escape speed is much faster than him.

"Okay, Fellow Daoist Huang. Stop him quickly, don't let him run away."

Wang Changsheng agreed, and he and Huang Fugui joined forces to destroy this monster without any problem.

Huang Fugui chuckled, his body glowed with yellow light, his escape speed more than doubled, within ten breaths, he flew in front of the ape-like half-demon, blocking the way of the half-demon.

Wang Changsheng noticed that there was a pair of golden boots under the feet of the ape-like half-demon, which were impressively a magic weapon for flying, otherwise the half-demon would not be able to fly so fast.

"Get out of here."

The half-demon let out a roar, and an invisible sound wave flew out, hitting Huang Fugui.

He flipped the palm of his hand, and a golden spear appeared in his hand. After the light was bright, the golden spear extended a hundred times, and fell towards Huang Fugui. high temperature.

Huang Fugui's face changed slightly, his sleeves shook, and a gleaming yellow flying knife flew out instantly, slashing towards the golden spear.

He opened his mouth, and a yellow shield the size of a palm flew out, instantly swelled up, and flew around him erratically.

With a muffled sound of "Keng", the yellow flying knife was sent flying, but Huang Fugui took the opportunity to fly away, avoiding the attack of the golden spear.

The half-demon glanced at Wang Changsheng behind him, the light on the spirit boots under his feet rose sharply, his escape speed doubled, and he flew towards the distance.

Before he could run far, dense yellow flying needles shot towards him, and a yellow flying knife slashed from the right side, pinching left and right.

The half-demon frowned, and the golden spear in her hand shook suddenly, and a large shadow of the spear flew out, smashing all the yellow flying needles into pieces.

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