The monks stood up after hearing this, but they still stood with their heads down, not daring to look up at the old man, the Supreme Elder of Tianshan Sect, the ancestor Xingchen.

The ancestor Xingchen said loudly: "The war is imminent, and I know that you have tried your best to prepare. Although the enemy is one of the five major demon sects of the Central Earth power, the personnel sent this time are less than one-tenth of the entire sect. As long as we are united and other forces from the Western Regions Cultivation World join forces to help, it may not be impossible to stop the enemy from attacking."

"The forces in the cultivation world are complicated. The invasion of this sect is not because of the irreconcilable grudge with this sect, but just to achieve its goal of expanding its power. I can assure you that as long as I block this first wave of momentum, the sect will retreat and dare not offend my Tianshan Sect again."

Even the Supreme Elder said this, and everyone felt a little relieved. As long as the Flame Soul Sect did not exert the power of the entire sect, the Tianshan Sect would still have some hope of preservation.

However, many cultivators secretly doubted in their hearts that although the Star Ancestor is a master of the true body stage and his cultivation level can only be looked up, how can he be sure that the Flame Soul Sect really will not send more people? Is this his intentional reassurance to his disciples, or is it that he can really see through more mysteries?

Li Muran had some doubts in his heart, not knowing whether what the ancestor said was true or false. But with the other party's status, it is probably not unreasonable to say anything.

Under the encouragement of the ancestor Xingchen, the monks expressed their determination under the leadership of the elders of the Dharma Xiang period, and wanted to fight to the end, live and die together with the sect and die together.

On the eve of this war, under the exciting mobilization, Li Muran noticed that there was a person not far away who had been cold and unmoved at all.

This person is Leng Binger who has not seen him for a year or two.

"I heard that she was accepted as a closed disciple by Elder Han Qingfeng in advance. She has been in seclusion for many years. If it weren't for this war, it would be difficult to see her." Li Muran said in his heart: "I haven't seen her for a year or two, and this woman has indeed grown up a lot, but her expression is even colder, and she has to keep people from thousands of miles away, as if her body and mind are wrapped in a thick layer of ice, so don't be close to anyone."

The ancestor Xingchen did not say much. After encouraging everyone, the pre-war oath meeting ended, and the monks dispersed.

"Junior Sister Bing'er, don't be fine." Li Muran gave a bow near Leng Bing'er. Thanks to Leng Bing'er's help to make talismans, he successfully killed Ji Chen, and he wanted to take the opportunity to thank the other party.

"Senior Brother Li" Leng Bing'er was slightly stunned and stopped in the same place. After a little, she replied indifferently: "Everything is OK."

Li Muran was about to say a few more words, but saw that the other party was still in the cold look and seemed to be unwilling to talk more, so he had to laugh, clasp his fists and stop talking.

Leng Bing'er bowed slightly and then left.

But just after flying several feet out, she turned around and asked, "I heard that Senior Brother Li was besieged by the Demon Sect cultivators while carrying out a mission not long ago, so he was injured. I wonder how he is now?"

Li Muran said with a smile: "I have recovered from the bottom of my family. Speaking of which, I would like to thank the talisman spirits that Binger helped me to help me escape from danger."

When Leng Bing'er heard this, the cold look in her expression seemed to have slightly dissolved. She smiled faintly: "It's fine, it's Bing'er's business."

After saying that, she nodded to Li Muran and then left.

"Hey, Yue was right just now, the beauty in Han Qingfeng actually laughed?" A playful voice came into Li Muran's ears. It was his fourth senior brother Yue Xingyun.

Yue Xingyun smiled and continued to send a message, "My junior brother has such a great face, which can actually make Beauty Bing smile. But Yue heard that Elder Han Qingfeng asked this Binger to practice a set of ice-attributed martial arts called "The Unforgiving Ice Heart Art". This kind of martial arts can only be practiced by the female cultivator Yujie Bingqing. After practicing this martial arts, the ruthless and desireless love for children is gone. Since practicing this martial arts, it is far from reach for the brothers in the sect to say something to this Beauty Binger."

Li Muran's heart moved and replied in a voice transmission: "The fourth senior brother knows so much, I'm afraid it's not exactly what I heard of?"

Yue Xingyun nodded and sighed, "Yue knows that the relationship between junior brother and Leng Binger is extraordinary. He is not an ordinary disciple of his fellow disciple. He only knows this when he asks about it. The junior brother, the disciple of Master, the eldest brother is not a good weapon, the second brother, the third brother, and the fifth brother fell one after another. Yue, the sixth brother, and the seventh sister are also ordinary. The eighth brother has been with Master, and he doesn't know how strong he is. Among the nine disciples, the most talented and potential is the only junior brother. Yue really doesn't want to see the junior brother fall into a love disaster, and it is difficult to extricate himself, and delays the great future of cultivation."

Li Muran smiled slightly and said, "The fourth senior brother is worried. I have only experienced the same adventures and have a little friendship with Leng Bing'er, and it is far from developing that point. However, I will remember my senior brother's tips in my heart."

"It's good, it's good." Yue Xingyun nodded repeatedly and bowed and left.

At the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, tens of thousands of immortal cultivators gather here on a stone city that was temporarily built.

There were dozens of masters in the Dharma phase, most of whom were floating in the sky and overlooking everything; the monks of the Divine Travel Period generally gathered in the air dozens of feet high on the stone city, either in groups of three or five, or scattered, with a total of one thousand and hundreds; while the monks of the Qi and Mechanism Period had more than 20,000, all stood on the stone city, and most of them were lined up in neat rows.

Most of these monks in the Western Regions' immortal cultivation world are disciples and monks from the Tianshan Sect, but a small part of them are reinforcements sent by other surrounding forces.

Among these reinforcements, there were mainly monks from the Daofu Sect of the Western Qi State, monks from the Tantric Sect of the Xifan Kingdom, and a group of swordsmen from the Western Tu Kingdom, etc. There were hundreds of people in total. Together with more than a thousand monks from the Tianshan Sect, the Tianshan Sect itself, the main force of this war.

Li Muran is one of the more than a thousand monks in the Divine Travel Period. He was staring at a group of half-human and half-demon monks from miles away with curiosity.

These monks came from a medium-sized sect called the Tempering Sect among the hundreds of countries in the Western Regions. Most of the disciples in the sect used cultivating spiritual beasts as the main method and had some incredible magical powers.

For example, this kind of spiritual attachment technique can actually ⊥The master of the cultivator temporarily absorbs the soul bloodline of the spirit beast, and then transforms into a half-human and half-beast form. While his magic power is greatly increased, he can also display some special magical powers that the spirit beast has. It can be said to be a very powerful magical power.

In fact, there was also this kind of spiritual attachment technique in the secret method of cultivating spiritual beasts given to Li Muran by the Northern Han envoy. Li Muran had also practiced it, but had never used it, and was afraid of any hidden dangers. Now when he saw these spiritual monks using this technique one by one, he couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

Everyone was waiting here in the stone city for a day and night. At dawn the next day, with the rising sun, a large cloud of fire floated from the east.

The fire clouds are crowded with people, and from a distance they look dense, with amazing numbers that are hard to estimate.

As the fire clouds approached a little more, everyone could see more clearly that they were huge dark red warships. Under each warship a cloud was burning. The warship flew in the sky against the fire clouds, and on the warships, there were many magic monks standing densely.

The warship was parked dozens of miles outside the stone city. Li Muran looked carefully. There were thirty or forty warships in total. Each of them seemed to have a Dharma phase in charge. There were hundreds of monks in the Shenyou period and Qimai period, with a total of no less than ten thousand people.

"Are these invading cultivators of the Flame Soul Sect?" Li Muran's heart moved. As expected, the Flame Soul Sect did not come out in full bloom. The number of cultivators sent was limited. The number of cultivators above the Divine Travel Period and above was equivalent, and the Tianshan Sect's Qimai Period has produced many more disciples. The Tianshan Sect seems to have the power to fight.

A black shadow flew out from the largest warship and floated above the army on both sides.

This is a middle-aged man with jade face, wearing a black robe, and a black body. He can tell at a glance that his breath is extraordinary

"Is this also a master in the true state?" Li Muran said in his heart.

"Should you listen," the middle-aged man shouted loudly. His voice might not be so loud, but it contained a wisp of amazing magic power, as if he was just talking in the ears of Li Muran and other monks, so that everyone could hear it clearly:

"My Flame Soul Sect is one of the five major demon sects of the Middle Earth power. The strength of the sect is far beyond what you imagine. Now this sect has only sent a few people. If you are aware of the situation and voluntarily withdraw from here, you can still save your life. If you are stubborn, this sect will send a large army to pacify this place in anger, without leaving any grass."

"What a big tone" Somewhere in the sky suddenly shone, and a thin white-bearded old man appeared out of thin air, and it was the ancestor of Stars.

The ancestor Xingchen shouted: "If this fellow Taoist in the Flame Soul Sect wants to capture my Tianshan Sect, he must first pass the level of the true person."

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and bowed and said, "I heard that the Seven-Star Sword of the Tianshan Sect Xingchen Master is a rare and top-quality magic weapon in this world. I am fortunate to see it today, please."

The ancestor Xingchen said: "Fighting here will inevitably hurt these juniors by chance. If you are not afraid, follow the real person to go to the top of the three heavens to decide the outcome."

"It's just that I have this intention." After the middle-aged man said that, he flew to the high altitude with the Star Ancestor. The escape light of the real body state was so fast that the two disappeared in an instant.

Two real-life existences went to high altitude to fight alone, and the army on both sides at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains had already set up their formations, and the battle was about to begin.
Chapter completed!