Immortal Space

  Chapter 840 All parties plan

  Three months later, the 8 million troops of the Great Chu Immortal Kingdom had assembled 6 million troops, and the remaining 2 million troops were responsible for stationing in Fengwu Continent to maintain domestic stability.

  The 6 million troops gathered around Flying Fish Island, and the killing atmosphere in this area made the fish and shrimps in the surrounding waters flee far away.

  Yang Tiezhu and Gu Wei still command the Chijiawei, as the vanguard of the whole army, they are at the forefront of the army.

  After these years of development, the Chijiawei has undergone tremendous changes, and now the total number of Chijiawei has reached 1,000.

  Among the thousand people, those with the lowest cultivation must reach the Nascent Soul stage, and they must also be those with the strongest combat effectiveness among the same level.

  In addition to Yang Tiezhu and Gu Wei who have reached the stage of transforming gods in the Chijiawei, there are also 20 strong men in the stage of transforming gods. The overall combat effectiveness is completely different from before.

  Beside the Chijiawei, there is another team that acts as a forward with the Chijiawei.

   This team is a bit special. From a distance, it looks like a shadowy figure, full of knives and guns, full of energy and full of chilling spirit.

   But if you look closely, you will find that these soldiers are different from normal people, with dull facial expressions.

   What's more striking is that at first glance, the contours of these people are all exactly the same.

   At this time, Yang Tiezhu looked at another team not far away, mumbling all the time, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

   Gu Wei couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "Why do you always want to compete with some puppets, puppets are just dead things."

  In fact, he also probably understands Yang Tiezhu's thoughts. In the past, the Chijiawei had always acted as the striker independently, but now there is a puppet army suddenly, and he has not turned the corner in a short time psychologically.

   "The Chijiawei has always been the sharpest knife in the Great Chu Immortal Kingdom, it has always been, and it will always be.

  If the Chijiawei is not as good as some dead things, then what are we, trash? "

   Gu Wei was at a loss for words for a moment, not knowing how to refute her fallacies.

   At this moment, in Gu Wei's consciousness, a large team of monks was coming here.

  The size of this team is at least three to four million people, wearing several kinds of clothing with different logos, obviously they all come from different forces.

  The most conspicuous in the team are the two city-like flying objects in the center, and the banners hanging above are embroidered with the words Xuanyuan Immortal Palace with gold thread.

   "Floating Fortress!"

  For this kind of castle in the air, which has been known for a long time but has never seen the real thing, monks with some experience in the world of immortality can recognize it at a glance.

  Because this item is only owned by the Xuanyuan Immortal Palace of the human race in the entire Xiaoyuan Realm, there is absolutely no mistake.

  Seeing that it was the arrival of the human reinforcements called by Xuanyuan Immortal Palace, a team of Huashen monks immediately went to meet them.

After the reinforcements of the human race arrived, together with the army of the Great Chu Immortal Kingdom, they formed the left, middle and right armies. military.

   So far, the power of the entire human race has almost poured out, hoping to complete their efforts in one battle and solve a big enemy in this battle.

  The human race has assembled an army of tens of millions here. As long as the Huangzu is not blind, they will naturally know that since the human army began to gather, the Huangzu is also dispatching troops to gather in the direction of Feiyu Island.

  Therefore, the number of the Desolate people on the opposite side of Flying Fish Island is also increasing.

  The big move between the Human Race and the Desolate Race naturally cannot be hidden from the other races in the Little Yuan Realm. Everyone has their eyes on this place and has their own plans.

  On the mainland of Hezhou, several Void-refining powerhouses from the Yaozu gathered together.

  The monster clan was the first to enter the Yuan Realm through the void passage, and they had some opportunities in the first place.

  However, they seem to have been unlucky. At the earliest time, the void channel was destroyed by the human race, which affected the traffic efficiency.

  Later, one of their Void Refining Experts didn't know what his head was cramping, and disappeared alone with the mysterious red-clothed woman.

  Although this matter is somewhat different from the facts, everyone now thinks so, and they themselves understand it this way.

  Not only did this matter not gain any benefits, but it brought endless troubles to the Yaozu.

  The monk who went to explore the secret realm last time also died at the hands of human Wang Hong.

   In this way, the Yaozu lost two Void-refining powerhouses, and the Void-refining powerhouses are not Chinese cabbage, even in their original world, they are also the top small part of demons.

  This is not over yet, just a few decades ago, the Demon Race and the Hades Race did not know what went wrong and forced their way into their territory. The two sides fought a few times, but they did not suffer too much.

  But these two clans didn’t practice morality, and secretly slaughtered hundreds of powerful deities from the Yaozu, causing the strength of the Yaozu to drop by a large amount.

  The high-ranking members of the Yaozu often recall the experience of entering the Xiaoyuan Realm, and there are tears of bitterness. They don’t know why the Yaozu is so unlucky.

  Therefore, the Yaozu does not want to participate in this battle between the Human Race and the Desolate Race. The Yaozu just needs to wait for the opportunity and reap the benefits.

  No matter which side wins the final victory between the Human Race and the Desolate Race, it will definitely lose a lot of strength.

   At that time, the Yaozu can send troops from Hezhou Island, all the way to the west, wipe out the desolate people in the Jue Linghai, and then go west to occupy the entire territory of the human race.

  Every time the high-level Yaozu thinks of this, they can't help but laugh out loud. The Yaozu has been unlucky for so long, and it finally has a chance to turn around.

  However, in the battle between the Human Race and the Desolate Race, the Yaozu family is not the only one who has the idea of ​​picking up the loopholes.

The Demon Race and the Ming Race have been allied for a long time in history, and the relationship between the two parties has always been good. In addition, the two sides suffered a disaster together decades ago, and then chased them to the Monster Race's territory together. In this way, the relationship between the two parties has deepened .

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   This time, the virtual refiners from both sides unexpectedly got together again.

   "Brother You Ming, do you have any ideas for this battle between the Human Race and the Desolate Race?" A strong Demon Race asked.

   "I don't know what advice does fellow Daoist Demon Soul have?" The strong Nadir did not answer directly.

   "Fellow Daoist Nether, do you still remember the mysterious master who ravaged our two races decades ago?"

   "Of course I won't forget this. Back then, you and I chased and killed the Yaozu together. How could we forget?"

  The powerhouse of the Hades still feels aggrieved when he recalls this incident.

   "Does Fellow Daoist You Ming really think it was the demon clan who did it?" The demon clan asked with a sneer.

   "Ah! So what if this matter is true, so what if it is not. If you say he is, then you are not."

  In fact, the Mo and Ming clans quickly came to their senses at the time. This was obviously a disaster for others, and they could naturally guess one or two.

  But since he had already made a mistake at that time, and had already killed the Yaozu once, he naturally couldn't admit his mistake again, and he mobilized a large number of people to come out, at least he needed a substitute.

  Afterwards, they can also guess a general idea, among which the human race is the most suspected.

   "This time the human race came out in full force, and the rear was extremely empty. Should we take the opportunity to send troops and dig out their lair?"

  Since the two sides have reached a consensus, they naturally want to find an opportunity to avenge the human race, and the present opportunity is just right.

   "I also have the same intention. I don't know when to send troops?" The strong man of the Hades did not hide his true intention at this time.

   "This matter cannot be rushed for the time being. Now that the human race is fighting with the barren race, although the rear is empty, its strength has not been greatly affected.

  Although you and I are sure to defeat the human race together, it will also cause huge losses, which is not cost-effective. Instead, it is easy to be taken advantage of by other races and make wedding dresses for others.

  Therefore, we can't participate too early, and don't even reveal our intentions in this regard, so that the people can feel at ease to fight with the Desolate people.

  When the strength of the human race is exhausted and the war with the barren race is stalemate, our two races will take the opportunity to send troops, and the two families will divide the land of the human race equally.

  Of course, if there is a chance, it is not impossible to recover Jue Linghai together.

  What do you think, Brother You Ming? "

  The Nadir strongman clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Fellow Daoist Demon Soul is thoughtful, so let's make a deal and go back to prepare now."

  Wang Hong was naturally unaware of the plans of the various ethnic groups behind the scenes.

  In the deepest part of the floating fortress of Xuanyuan Immortal Palace, in a small hall, Wang Hong and the two elders of Lingyuan were sitting opposite each other.

  Bai Lingzi took a sip of the spiritual tea brought by Wang Hong, stroked his beard and said:

   "Fellow Daoist Wang, I have already summoned reinforcements for you. As for how to fight, it is up to you to decide. If you need the two of us to contribute, please feel free to call, you are welcome."

   "Thank you for the support of the two elders. Now the Desolate Race is gathering, and the Human Race has taken a little bit of the upper hand. I plan to launch an attack on the Desolate Race tomorrow."

  Wang Hong is very grateful for the support of the two elders of Lingyuan. In the war, it is most taboo to have two voices in an army, so it is difficult to achieve unity and coordination.

   "You are welcome, fellow Daoist Wang, you and I are all for the future of the human race."

  Wang Hong discussed some details with the elders of Lingyuan, and then left.

  Although the two elders of Lingyuan said to let Wang Hong decide, he can't act arbitrarily, at least he has to respect each other.

  The next day, before dawn, suddenly there was loud drumming on Flying Fish Island.

  The Human Race's Left Army and Center Army set up their formations, pressing all the way in the direction of the Desolate Race.

  Now that the armies of the two races are here, neither side has the chance to use any tricks, so they can only fight hard.

   Therefore, the human race did not carry out any tentative attacks, and they went all out when they made a move, taking advantage of the current opportunity to maximize their advantages.

   Only the right army led by Zhang Chunfeng was left as a reserve army.

   Before the Huangzu could organize their formation, the human army had already entered the Huangzu.

  The Desolate Race didn't have time to set up their formation at this time, so they could only rush to fight.

  I saw a team of more than a thousand people at the front, all dressed in red armor and holding black long knives, and led by a baby-faced woman, rushed into the army of the Desolate tribe.

  In front of this thousand-strong team, the army of the Desolate tribe was as delicate as freshly made tofu, which would shatter when touched, and no one could stop it even for an instant.