Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 252: The Great War

"Let's go to Quzhou City first. This time, the three tribes of ghosts, spirits, and monsters are approaching, and they are colluding with the Tianlong tribe. Their intentions must be to kill countless people in Zhengyang Continent and our Nancang Continent!"

"But you're so badly injured..."

"It's okay, let's go!"

Du Fang was very worried. Nancangzhou was his hometown, where he had his own sword school, Lingxiao Mountain, and his former hometown, Dujiakanzi.

If they were destroyed by the Spirit Ghost Clan, the Nine Divine Continents would become just six Divine Continents.

The three continents will completely disappear from the Qingxuan Continent.

As a disciple of Lingxiao, he must fulfill his responsibilities.

The two of them stepped on their swords and headed directly south.

That was the main battlefield of Zhengyang Continent. However, when they approached the Great Wall, they looked around and were extremely surprised to find that both the Promotion Fortress and the Steel Great Wall, and even half of the continent, were submerged in the sea.

Wherever the three tribes of Jinghai passed, the continent fell, the sea water invaded, and countless mountains, plains, forests, and almost half of the land were submerged.

Bai Zhi said softly: "This time, the three clans of Jinghai have brought out all their family's treasures. This kind of big water-diving monster will leave a large area of ​​water wherever it passes."

Du Fang was very surprised that the demon tribe, far away in the east, would collude with ghost spirits.

Even the demon tribe brought out this kind of thing from their own tribe. It seems that this plan will definitely not be underestimated.

Even more bizarre is the black fog.

Above the waters, there was a hazy mist left by the flying dragons of the demon race. People flying in the mist could hardly see anything beyond three meters.

Du Fang continued to fly down with his sword, close to the water surface. Finally, he saw a row of black warships heading south.

Under the battleship, there were countless black shadows of water ghosts, densely packed and endless.

Bai Zhi sighed softly:

"This time, a fierce battle is about to begin. Once the advancement fortress is lost, the thousand-year plan of the Spirit and Ghost tribes will finally take shape!"

Before their eyes, in the gaps between the fog that sometimes dispersed and sometimes covered—

There are almost a thousand warships, all made of black coffins with bone banners hanging on them.

It is almost identical to the imperial weapon of Changying, the great ghost cultivator from Nancangzhou and the Great Pillar State.

"The fight hasn't started yet, there's still time!"

Du Fang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had arrived at the right time.

These thousand warships were heading south. A huge sound of a giant beast stepping on the ground could be heard from the front, shaking the entire world.

Looking at the demon beast whose feet were as big as a table, Bai Zhi sighed softly, "This is the demon race's earth-shaking beast. Each one is like an eighth-level cultivator of the human race, with huge blood and energy, and astonishing demonic power!"

"This is a formation that intends to flatten all three of our continents!"

Du Fang was amazed and sped up even more, constantly moving through the formation of monsters.

He collected all the immortal blood and energy in his body to avoid being discovered.

As the black cloud emerged, Du Fang was completely stunned. He gasped at the spectacular scene before him.

What is this scene:

Above the dispelled fog, countless golden warships and monsters lined the sea. Each warship was hoisted with a bright flag, fluttering in the wind.

At a glance, there were almost thousands of ships confronting each other on both sides.

The fog was gradually blown away, and in front of them, there were countless golden lights in the sky, and in the golden light, there were huge purple-blue ships and flying boats.

Beside the golden giant ship, there were monks flying everywhere.

The flags of countless sects were fluttering at the bow of the ship.

Tiannan, Guiyuan, Qianhuan, Changqing, the four major sword sects have the largest warships, occupying four positions. Behind them are Tianzi Sect and Huojian Sect.

Countless city lords, carrying their own flags, surrounded the area, numbering almost tens of thousands. Among the crowd with countless flags waving, Du Fang accurately saw the flags of Wushuang City and Chixiao City.

"It seems that preparations for this battle have already begun since the fall of the Promotion Fortress!"

"The top masters of the three divine continents have already sensed the coming of this battle!"

Du Fang sighed, "They hid really well. We went around the Quzhou Imperial City and didn't find anything!"

Bai Zhi looked at the magnificent array quietly, with a hint of melancholy in her eyes.

If Long Yuan had not been destroyed, he would surely have participated in this historic battle today!

This is a war unprecedented in hundreds of years.

Almost all the disciples of the human race's sword sects, as long as they are cultivators, come here.

They even saw the mayor of Qingping Jianmen and Zhongze City from Nancangzhou!

This battle had been prepared long ago.

Du Fang chuckled and said, "These top powerhouses hid the news so well!" They actually didn't know anything about it beforehand.

As soon as the promotion fortress fell, the top figures of several major sword sects began to prepare for this battle.

"We're late!"

Bai Zhi said softly, and Du Fang was silent. He had already seen that in the core center of the battlefield, a small-scale battle had already begun on a body of water.

The human race and the three tribes of Jinghai have always been irreconcilable groups. There is no greeting at all when they meet, and they just fight to the death.

Above the black water, countless sword energies were flying everywhere. Sword cultivators of the sixth and seventh realms were constantly fighting fiercely above the water and in the sky with the huge roaring flying dragon and the black tentacles in the water.

What’s even more bizarre is that ghostly black monsters keep emerging from beneath the black water.

Each of these unprecedented demonic beasts dragged a small black boat, upon which lay either wriggling monsters of flesh and blood or puppets constructed from white skeletons. Above them, all manner of bizarre beasts, imbued with immense demonic power, soared.

On the other side, most of them are human cultivators, and most of them are sword cultivators.

The human army did not move lightly.

On top of the giant golden ship and on the water, although sword lights were constantly flying and crisscrossing between heaven and earth, the powerful men of the two tribes did not take action.

"Should we take action?"

"No, let's wait and see. You're injured, and this has nothing to do with us!"

As soon as Bai Zhi said this, Du Fang suddenly felt dissatisfied. Although his immortal body was coveted by countless high-level human cultivators, deep down, Du Fang always believed that he was a part of the human race.

Even if Xuanji Zhenren of Lingxiao Sword Sect were alive, he would definitely come to participate in this battle.

That is the glory of the human race, and behind it are the lives of tens of millions of people in the three continents.

As long as they are human cultivators, they will never allow the three races of ghosts and spirits to destroy the three continents.

"go there!"

Baizhi pointed to a place.

It was a pure white seven-fragrance carriage, and on top of it was a woman, a woman who looked almost like Changying, like a bodhisattva.

"Who is that?"

"The Great Pillar of Zhengyang Continent, the guardian Su Shang, a true Ninth Realm expert, possessing the true Heavenly Heart Seal, the strongest person in Zhengyang Continent, Nancang Continent, and Taiyuan Continent!"

Du Fang immediately flew on his sword and went around.

The woman also transformed into a bodhisattva with kind eyes and benevolent features.

The Seven Fragrance Chariots landed on the largest golden warship.

The previously seen Li Moyang and his wife from the Guiyuan Sword Sect, as well as the old man Donghuang, the sword master of the Tiannan Sword Sect, were all surrounding this Great Pillar State Su Shang.

These two major sword sects are the strongest sword sects in the three continents.

A leader among the group.

"Do you want to go up and ask?" Du Fang asked.

"Don't go, you are a fairy!"

Bai Zhi looked worried. As immortals, they had been the enemy of all cultivators for thousands of years. Just as the two of them concealed their auras, Great Pillar State Su Shang suddenly turned around and took a look at their hiding place.

Du Fang was shocked:

"This Su Shang is amazing, he spotted us right away!"

Seeing that hiding was ineffective, they walked out directly and flew onto the giant ship.

Dong Huang and Li Moyang turned their heads at the same time and looked at Du Fang, their faces showing surprise: "My friend, you are here too?"

Before Du Fang could answer, Su Shang glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, and said in a calm voice:

"Do you know this immortal body?"

"Yes, he's a friend. Don't worry, Great Pillar! He's one of ours!"

Su Shang stopped looking at him and turned to stare at the battlefield.