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Chapter 1695 Sprinkle salt on the wound

When Jiang Cheng rushed to Yuzhang Valley, blood was already flowing here.

More than 80,000 people from more than 30 sects, large and small, including Jingzhu Immortal Mansion, Qiluozong, Tongyuan Family, etc., have been killed to only 30,000 left.

The fifteen Taoist saints who came together have also died, leaving only six.

As for the four Taoist saints in the Immortal Mansion, only Meng Duan and Meng Yue are still alive.

Even if this battle stopped suddenly at this moment, the Immortal Mansion camp could no longer be described as a serious injury to its vitality.

What's more, the number of fallen people is still soaring.

Meng Duan had been injured a long time ago, his body was bloody and his hair was messy, and his damaged Dao armor was already soaked in sweat.

Because of the excessive burning of the power of the blood, even his eyes turned brown, like a berserk trapped in a frenzy, and he no longer had the demeanor of being the leader of the Xiaomangyu before.

He's a bit better.

Under the ravages of this one-sided war, many people are even about to lose the ability to think.

On the way before, they scolded Tianwei Army and Tianshi Army for being weak and incompetent.

Too much mouth addiction.

Now that they are finally confronting them, they say they can't afford it.

It's a pity that King Jing and King Sha didn't intend to take it lightly.

This is an endless enemy, there is absolutely no possibility of showing mercy!

So far, Tiangong has only suffered more than 5,000 casualties.

And the further they hit the back, the weaker the Immortal Mansion is, and the greater Tiangong's overwhelming advantage will be.

"What's going on inside?"

"The fight is so lively?"

Looking at the gray mist condensed from the killing intent soaring into the sky, and looking at the isolation barrier that was shaken like boiling water, Jiang Cheng actually guessed what happened.

It was supposed to belong to the own battle, but it was taken by Mengduan Daosheng first.

This made him very unhappy.

He simply stopped outside the isolation barrier and didn't intend to go in.

And behind him, the pot has already exploded.

"Fuck, what happened?"

"Why is it so fierce inside?"

"I just saw Dao Sheng Qingji was killed, can't I be mistaken?"

"Mengduan Taoist! I saw him, he is being besieged by three Taoist saints!"

"Oh my God……"

Before, everyone was angry at the Immortal Mansion for taking credit, but now seeing the scene inside through the barrier, it is really complicated.

"Didn't you come here to grab credit? I look like I'm going to die."

"awful!"

"That's horrible……"

Not to mention the heavenly army hidden in the periphery, there are more than 300,000 people fighting at this time alone.

No matter where you are, you can see the figures of Tiangong Daosheng and Shenjun.

After all, the original totem is too eye-catching, it is like a god descending from the earth, which gave a great impact to everyone.

If it weren't for the Feixianmen standing at the forefront, many people would even run away in fright.

"Ginger City!"

Daosheng Mengyong didn't see Jiang Cheng's disappointed and unwilling expression, but his own expression now is very exciting.

For the four sages of the Immortal Mansion this time, he could only see Meng Duan and Meng Yue, who were at the end of their paths, through the barrier.

The other two... don't even need to think about what will happen.

Seeing this scene with his own eyes, this majestic Taoist almost fainted from the pain.

He suddenly turned his head, staring at Sect Leader Jiang with red eyes like a beast.

Roaring sharply: "Why are there so many heavenly troops here?"

"How come there are so many gods and Taoists?"

With this question, the others finally realized the problem.

The reason why Meng Duan dared to swagger to Yuzhang Valley to claim merit was because he expected that there would be no enemies here.

Because the enemy should have been 'eliminated' by Feixianmen!

In everyone's imagination, the Feixianmen had pulled out so many strongholds along the way, and the Tiangong must have suffered heavy casualties.

It is estimated that there will be no one out of ten of the two heavenly armies, and the remaining three or five of Shenjun and Dao Shengneng are not bad.

Meng Duan came with fifteen Taoist saints, isn't it the Soaring Dragon riding on the face?

As a result, looking at it now, it is not the case at all.

The Tiangong lineup was very neat, the eight gods and the other twenty-two Taoist saints were all present.

Huizang Taoist also asked in a cold voice: "Yes, why are there so many enemies here?"

He was actually gloating in his heart.

He hated Feixianmen, and he hated Jingzhu Immortal Mansion even more. After all, the last task of stationing Moheng Galaxy Cluster was forcibly arranged by Immortal Mansion.

Seeing the heavy casualties in the Xianfu camp, now he can't wait for a set of singing, dancing and eating three bowls of rice to celebrate.

But on the surface, he still looked serious.

"You Feixianmen, you must give a reasonable explanation for this!"

Brother Cheng was almost amused by them.

"It's okay to explain, you can ask the opposite party. The enemy is not under my command, so what's none of my business?"

He also gave up the front seat and made a gesture of invitation to everyone.

"Damn it!"

Meng Yong was trembling with anger.

"The enemy is right in front of us now, why don't you go in with us to rescue them?"

While speaking, he was already attacking the enchantment with two other Taoist saints from the Xianfu camp.

boom! boom! boom!

The four walls of the violently oscillating enchantment shone with light and made a dull roar.

Daoist Huizang wished that Meng Duan and the others would all die, but the Heavenly Army was right in front of them, so they had to show something.

So he also started to shoot towards the enchantment, pretending.

Brother Cheng took a step back, and even blocked the Feixianmen disciple behind him.

"Aren't we going to save them?"

Lin Ning was a little puzzled.

Inside is the enemy of Tiangong, this is the goal of this mission, right?

And the fight inside is in full swing, it's a good time to enter the battlefield.

Brother Cheng folded his hands on his chest, disapproving.

"Save what? Are you looking down on Daoist Meng Duan?"

"He's in high spirits. If we rush in now, wouldn't we be taking credit for it?"

He smiled and said: "Our Feixianmen is a famous sect, we must pay attention to the rules when doing things."

Even Xu, who had been hiding in the dark, couldn't help complaining about this wave.

"It turns out that your heart is darker than our soul race."

Lin Ning put away the sword half-understood, while the other disciples expressed that they had learned it.

"it is good!"

"You Feixianmen are very good!"

Meng Yong, who was bombarding the barrier, was almost angered by Cheng Ge and sent out Qi Deviation.

He roared in extreme anger.

"I can tell, you Feixianmen are spies!"

"You teamed up with Tiangong to play a show and intentionally entrap us. Now you have your wish..."

For this kind of incompetent rage, Brother Cheng directly blocked it.

He is busy teaching disciplines right now.

I saw this brother pointing at the figure of Inner Mongolia Duan Daosheng in the enchantment.

"Did you see that, the pose he just did was very subtle, but in fact, he should have blocked it with the essence of water..."

"That god in Tiangong played too conservatively."

"If he continued to attack just now, he could have directly killed Meng Duan, probably because he was afraid of being injured..."

Feixianmen disciples didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at the beginning, and thought, Head Jiang, can you stop pouring salt on other people’s wounds.

(end of this chapter)