The last few days passed quickly. In these days, all the high-level combat power of the sect was gathered together. Five Titled Douluo, fifteen Soul Douluo, and eighty-eight Soul Sages, this was the strongest strength of the sect. At this point, there was no need to hide anything anymore.
Ning Fengzhi informed everyone about the upcoming Soul Hunting Operation.
The reason he had been hiding it until now was because he understood the principle of striking while the iron is hot, then weakening, and finally exhausting.
If he had said it in advance, everyone would have lived in worry and fear, afraid that this day would suddenly arrive, and it might even cause many people to betray the sect in order to save their lives.
But at this moment, they had no way to retreat. After learning that they were about to be destroyed, what these people who could become strong possessed in their hearts was only huge anger and resentment. What had they done to offend Spirit Hall, or had they done anything to commit crimes and disregard human life? Did Spirit Hall have to destroy them! "Everyone, Spirit Hall regards our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect as an enemy and is preparing to destroy our entire sect. I only ask you one question, are you going to sit still and wait for death, or are you willing to surrender without a fight?" Ning Fengzhi asked in a deep voice.
"Unwilling! The sect has treated me with great kindness, I swear not to surrender!" Everyone below roared.
"Very good, since we don't want to die, and we don't want to surrender, then there is only one battle. Everyone listens to my command and the Four Elders. Today, we will make the people of Spirit Hall come and never return!" Ning Fengzhi was awe-inspiring. Although he was an auxiliary type, facing the people who were about to destroy his sect, the killing intent on his body at this moment was even no less than those lunatics in Slaughter City.
"Xiao Tian, the younger generation is handed over to you to command, they also have tasks." Ning Fengzhi looked at Tianlin and said.
"Yes, Sect Master!" Tianlin nodded and stepped forward, "Ning Rongrong, Gu Ran, Ma Hongjun, Meng Yiran, Oscar, Ye Lingling, step out!"
"Boss, please give your orders, even if I risk my life today, I will not hesitate." Gu Ran was extremely resentful. The sect was his home, and his affection for the sect was no less than that of Tianlin and Ning Rongrong.
"Okay, listen, according to the information I have obtained, Spirit Hall's actions are divided into two parts. The mid-to-high-end combat power between Soul King and Titled Douluo directly attacks my Seven Treasure City, and there are also many ordinary combat forces around level 40, whose target is the village under Seven Treasure Mountain. Spirit Hall's actions have always sought to eradicate the roots."
"These villages have relied on our sect for hundreds of years. Once a Soul Master is born among them, they basically all join our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. They can be completely regarded as a part of the sect. We cannot leave them alone. You six are divided into three teams, Ning Rongrong and Meng Yiran are in one group, Ma Hongjun and Oscar are in one group, Gu Ran and Ye Lingling are in one group, each leading the younger generation of the sect to save the villages at the foot of the mountain, and be sure to annihilate all those who attack innocent villagers, without leaving a single survivor."
Having lived in Slaughter City for two years, Tianlin had long since shed the unnecessary womanly kindness of that year.
Moreover, the battle between the two sides was a competition between Soul Masters and armies, what did it have to do with ordinary villagers? Those who would attack them, whether they were acting under orders or not, were no different from beasts, and each of them deserved to die.
"Don't worry, Boss, I will burn them all to ashes." Ma Hongjun said confidently.
Seeing this, Tianlin smiled slightly, "Very good, you must have such courage. By the way, in the news I got, the Elephant Armor Sect also participated in this operation. Huyan Zhen, that old guy, wants to get credit for his grandson, and doesn't want his grandson to encounter danger, so he will definitely send him to do some safe work, so he will definitely appear in the team attacking the village. Do you remember, that guy has a Head Bone, and it is a 40,000-year-old Emperor Golden Elephant Head Bone."
"I'll give you a fair chance to compete, whoever takes his head, that Spirit Bone is whose."
"Forty thousand years! This is higher than the age of my Flame Right Arm, it's great, I want it." Ma Hongjun's eyes glowed.
"Who said it must be yours, I don't have a Head Bone yet, and the Emperor Golden Elephant, this kind of power-type Head Bone, is obviously more suitable for me." Gu Ran on the side refused to show weakness. Although he already had three Spirit Bones, who would dislike having more Spirit Bones.
Ning Fengzhi nodded in satisfaction when he saw this. Tianlin's arrangement was very appropriate. With Gu Ran and the others' current strength, it would not take much effort to solve the group of guys attacking the village at the foot of the mountain, and the danger was not great.
He also used the Spirit Bone to arouse their fighting spirit, and when the time came to fight, they would inevitably be more excited.
More importantly, by arranging them to ambush at the foot of the mountain in advance, Tianlin had considered the situation if the people on their mountain were defeated. At that time, they who were at the foot of the mountain could seize the time to evacuate and preserve the last bit of blood for the sect. One day, they would surely be able to revive the sect.
"Don't worry, Xiao Tian, we won't lose!" Chen Xin stepped forward and patted his disciple's shoulder to encourage him, "After today, not only the sect, but your fame will also resound throughout the continent."
He was telling Tianlin that he no longer needed to hide, the 100,000-year Spirit Ring Spirit Bone, and the second Spirit, could all be displayed to the world.
Tianlin nodded, it had come to the moment of life and death, what was there to hide? At this time, in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, Xue Qinghe was pacing back and forth anxiously, because tonight was the time for the operation. She had clearly invited Tianlin to gather in the Imperial Palace tonight, but until the time was approaching evening, Tianlin had not appeared.
At this moment, a Palace Maid ran in hurriedly, "Crown Prince, this is a letter sent to you by someone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
Hearing this, Xue Qinghe took the letter and opened it. It was Tianlin's handwriting. He not only rejected her invitation, but also wrote an intelligence on it, an intelligence that made her even more determined to slaughter the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
The paper fell to the ground, and Xue Qinghe looked desperate. Was this all destined? The only person she wanted to protect had missed the chance to live.
In the corner, a figure appeared and sighed faintly, "Young Master, everything is fate. You and that Sword Prince are ultimately impossible. Do you remember what you promised at the beginning, make a clean break."
"Uncle She, I understand." A clear tear slid down Xue Qinghe's face. Soon, her expression became firm, "The Soul Hunting Operation will proceed as usual, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, kill without mercy!"
"Yes, Young Master!" She Long immediately flashed away. As a Titled Douluo himself, possessing such immense combat power, and conveniently being in Heaven Dou, he naturally wouldn't be absent from today's battle.
Seeing She Long leave, Xue Qinghe took out the Lovesick Heartbreak Red that Tianlin had given him, and choked with emotion, "I think you will never approve of me, will you? Although I care about him, I still chose to sacrifice him between him and Spirit Hall to fulfill Spirit Hall's most lofty ideals."
Xue Qinghe looked towards the direction of Seven Treasure Mountain and murmured, "Xiao Tian, I'm sorry. If there is a next life, I hope we will no longer be enemies. At that time, I will do everything in my power to make up for the mistakes of this life!"
If Tianlin were here, he would be quite puzzled, because he didn't write any letter to Xue Qinghe at all. He only asked Yin Yang to pass on a message. This letter was written by someone imitating his handwriting.
There aren't many people who know his handwriting and speaking habits so well. Ning Fengzhi is the one who understands it most thoroughly. It seems that this Sect Master is plotting something again.
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