Chapter 667 I'm Not a 3-Year-Old Child
The head of the Medicine Refining Sect called all the elders together for a discussion. He frowned and said, "The actions of Medicine Saint Valley this time are truly admirable. We in the Medicine Refining Sect cannot fall behind. What do you think we should do?"
An elder pondered for a moment and said, "Master, I think we should also distribute the Resentment Purifying Pills that we refine for free to those forces that have not refined too many, so that we can jointly deal with this crisis."
The other elders nodded in agreement.
Therefore, the leader of the Medicine Refining Sect resolutely issued an order, and also decided to distribute the Purifying Resentment Pills refined by the sect for free to those forces in need.
In this way, all forces can obtain enough Purifying Resentment Pills, work together to deal with this unprecedented huge crisis, and overcome difficulties and obstacles together.
Just as all parties were actively preparing, an hour later, the time to set off finally arrived.
When people from all over the world gathered in the vast open space at the edge of the dark forest, the scene before them was truly spectacular.
There were huge crowds of people, shoulder to shoulder, but strangely, the scene was orderly, with no sign of chaos at all.
Countless powerful forces gathered in this open space, including the world-renowned Cangluo Holy Academy, the profound Beilan College, and the talented Yunhai College.
There is also the Sword Saint Sect, which is famous for its swordsmanship. The sword practitioners are equipped with sharp blades, and the scabbards are shining with a cold luster in the sunlight, as if the sharp sword energy will break out of the scabbard at any time.
As well as the two famous alchemy families, Medicine Saint Valley and Alchemy Sect, the valley master and the sect master stood in the front row, followed by a group of disciples in special costumes. They carried various elixirs and medicine cauldrons, providing solid logistical support for this battle.
At this time, the secret force under the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion of Luoyang Empire - the Dark Soul Warriors, dressed in black tights, appeared among the crowd silently.
Their faces are hidden behind black masks, and they exude a mysterious and dangerous aura that makes people dare not underestimate them.
At the same time, the two major empires, Luoyang Empire and Fengyun Empire, also sent out elite troops. The soldiers were clad in heavy armor and held sharp weapons. Their neat square formations demonstrated their powerful military force.
Not only that, some hidden families that have not been seen for a long time also appeared.
The mysterious Leng family has stern expressions and their every move reveals an innate mysterious temperament.
The Ouyang family has a long history. The head of the family stands with his children, and their eyes reveal the pride and sense of mission of family heritage.
It can be said that almost all the forces in the entire Yunluo Continent that are just and eager to maintain peace have gathered here, just to jointly wipe out the extremely evil Ku Yue Sect.
Everyone's eyes were fixed firmly on the dark forest ahead, which was shrouded in thick fog.
Although there is still thick fog here, there is a faint eerie atmosphere.
But at this moment, in their eyes full of courage and determination, this is nothing more than a nest of evil spirits waiting to be completely cleared out. It is also the last key checkpoint leading to long-term peace and stability in the Yunluo Continent.
"Shu'er, you have to be careful later. My father ordered me to lead the army of Luoyang Empire, and I can't watch you all the time." Dongfang Yu frowned slightly, his eyes full of worry, and looked at Wen Shu'er and warned her seriously.
He was well aware of the danger of this battle and was extremely concerned about Wen Shuer's safety.
"I understand. I'm not a three-year-old child." Wen Shu'er raised the corners of her mouth slightly, rolled her eyes at Dongfang Yu, but a warm feeling welled up in her heart.
Although she pretended to be relaxed on the surface, she actually understood the severity of this battle.
Dongfang Yu smiled helplessly, with a hint of doting in his smile, and then turned and walked towards where the Luoyang Empire's army was.
He straightened his back, took firm and powerful steps, and secretly thought to himself that he must lead the army to play an important role in this battle, to protect this continent and also to protect Wen Shuer.
Wen Pengze, who was not far away, saw this scene and became so angry that his face turned blue and his teeth chattered.
How could her well-behaved and sensible daughter have just gone to Cang Luo Holy Academy to study and practice, but she was "kidnapped" by this boy?
Humph, Dongfang Yu, just wait. Once we deal with the Ku Yue Sect, he will definitely settle this account with you!
Wen Pengze was secretly calculating in his mind, with a sly look in his eyes.
At this moment, Yun Potian raised his arm and shouted, his powerful voice resounding throughout the venue: "March!"
This brief command, like a thunderclap, instantly ignited everyone's fighting spirit.
In an instant, this huge army composed of many heroes was like a surging steel torrent. They marched in neat and powerful steps and advanced bravely towards the depths of the dark forest.
For a moment, the deafening footsteps sounded like rolling thunder, resounding through the sky; the crisp and loud sounds of weapons clashing came one after another, like a storm; the passionate and high-pitched shouts of killing resounded through the heavens and the earth, as if to tear the sky apart.
These three voices interweave with each other, together playing a magnificent and soul-stirring battle song of justice!
Deep in the dark forest, thick fog filled the air, blocking out the sun and the sky. The thick fog was like a heavy curtain, making it difficult to see the truth within.
And in this fog, resentment surged endlessly like a raging wave, or like a trapped beast fighting hard, as if making its last dying struggle.
However, the crowd was not frightened by the scene before them. They held their weapons tightly, stared firmly at the front, and marched forward bravely in the direction indicated by the shadow stone, overcoming all obstacles.
Driven by resentment, the spirit beasts in the forest became extremely violent and ferocious.
They pounced on the crowd from all directions with their fangs and claws bared, spewing flames from their mouths or releasing sharp wind blades.
"Everyone be careful!" A disciple of the Cangluo Holy Academy shouted, and he quickly swung the sword in his hand to block a four-headed flaming snake that was rushing towards him.
"Watch me!" A sword cultivator from the Sword Saint Sect shouted loudly, his body was as fast as lightning, and the long sword in his hand drew a dazzling arc, instantly killing a thunder tiger with the sword.
Faced with these ferocious spirit beasts, everyone did not retreat and fought bravely.
I saw colorful sword lights flashing, forming an indestructible sword formation that withstood wave after wave of attacks from the spirit beasts.
At the same time, various magical magic weapons also appeared one after another. Some emitted dazzling light, instantly enveloping the spirit beasts; others turned into huge shields, firmly guarding the safety of everyone.
For a moment, the light was bright and dazzling.
With everyone working together, killing the spirit beast is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.
As the team went deeper and deeper into the dark forest, the fog around them became thicker and thicker.
The eerie black and purple mist was no longer just a visual obstacle, but seemed to have life, transforming into a materialized vicious curse that constantly eroded everyone's spiritual power.
Fortunately, everyone had taken the Purifying Resentment Pill beforehand. This pill could effectively resist the invasion of resentment, so that their spiritual power could always remain stable.
Despite the difficulties and obstacles ahead, everyone was fearless and continued to move forward with firm and powerful steps.
Wherever the crowd went, the originally arrogant and domineering resentment seemed to have met its nemesis, and retreated in fear.
Only those unwavering figures are left, gradually walking away in this land full of danger and unknown.
Finally, when they arrived in front of a valley, everyone knew that this was the location of the Ku Yue Cult's lair.
At this time, the black and purple fog in the valley rolled and surged violently, revealing a creepy, gloomy and dead atmosphere.
Through the hazy fog, you can vaguely see some strangely shaped buildings looming, as if hideous beasts are lurking in the darkness, waiting for their prey to take the bait.