True Monarch Xiaofeng is determined to make a great contribution, and let the Broken Star Divine Monarch take a high look.

From the start of the war to the present, the plan he proposed has always been rejected by the Broken Star God.

In terms of the contribution of making suggestions, it is not as good as Jinjian Zhenjun.

The contribution from the rear is naturally not as good as Jiugui Zhenjun.

If it goes on like this, in the process of conquering the White Bone Palace, only the commander will be given credit.

It was attacked on Jinshi Island before, and the loss was very large.

Although the main responsibility is the back of the Palace Master of Medicine, but because he is the boss of the Palace Master of Medicine, he will naturally be affected.

If you cannot make outstanding contributions before destroying the White Bone Hall, you will have no chance to be the helm of Zhenhai Sect in the future.

Now is the last battle, this is the last chance.

The Zhenhaizong warships were rotated again. Among the remaining warships in the White Bone Hall, Jindan cultivator had already exhausted his spiritual power.

Fortunately, the high level of the White Bone Hall is willing to smash the spirit stones, and relying on the spirit stones to maintain it, the warships of the White Bone Hall can still be maintained.

It's just that they don't have the numerical advantage of Zhenhaizong's side, and they can't spare the time to go back and repair the damage.

After tossing for a day, the rest of the warships were also scarred, and one keel was severely damaged.

Even if it is not destroyed this time, going back to repair it is similar to re-refining.

There are twenty-one Zhenhaizong warships in the new rotation, which is more than four times that of the White Bone Hall.

In the case of four-on-one, even if there is a formation blocking them, they have no ability to support it.

In less than half an hour, all five warships were destroyed.

Most of the monks on the ship were also beheaded.

Only a few monks escaped back to the White Bone Hall under the protection of the formation.

At this point, all the warships in the Palace of Bones were destroyed.

Without the protection of the warship, the Yuanying cultivator and the Jindan cultivator did not dare to show their heads casually.

Although the Yuanying cultivator was of the same rank as the fifth-order warship, there was a complete set of offensive and defensive systems on the warship.

Unless it is a peerless genius, it is impossible for an ordinary monk to defeat a warship of the same rank.

What's more, there may be a Nascent Soul cultivator hidden on Zhenhaizong's warship.

The Primordial Infant cultivator of the White Bone Hall was already extremely struggling to deal with the battleship.

If a Nascent Soul cultivator suddenly appeared in the battleship, even a peerless genius would be hard to resist.

The only thing the White Bone Hall can do is to send out divine transformation power to fight against Zhenhaizong.

But once this is done, it means that the two sides will showdown and start a decisive battle.

On the White Bone Cliff, all the cultivators frowned.

The second elder was a little dejected, although he had always been the main battle, he had always been fighting on the front line, personally commanding those flying warships.

However, his commanding ability and determination cannot make up for the gap in numbers.

It is not yet time for the decisive battle of the cultivator of the gods, and he can't make a move directly.

"Sect Master, my subordinates are ashamed of your expectations, and all the warships have been damaged.

On Zhenhaizong's side, the warships can be continuously sent to Panshi Island for repair.

The last twelve warships failed to cause any substantial damage to Zhenhaizong.

The subordinates are incompetent, and I ask the suzerain to punish them. "

The Sect Master sighed: "The strength of the two sides is very different, and the old ghost of Broken Star is too treacherous.

Obviously he has an absolute advantage, but he is unwilling to take the shot with all his strength.

Even if I command the warship myself, I may not be able to compare to you.

However, our goal can be considered achieved, at least the disciples have seen our determination.

Those disciples who went to battle also fought to the last moment.

At this time, the morale of the disciples in the sect is still there, and we still have a chance to make a comeback.

Great Elder, how did you handle the transfer of elite disciples? "

The Great Elder stood up and cupped his hands, "Reporting to Sect Master, I have already sent people to the edge of the ancient battlefield to find a few suitable places to settle down.

During this time, I also sent someone to transfer some supplies.

The White Bone Cliff is close to the ancient battlefield, and Zhenhaizong did not dare to send people over to surround the White Bone Cliff.

Our back road has not been cut off, and we can withdraw to the places I have prepared at any time.

Sect Master, we planned to fight to the death and let some disciples escape.

Now that the battle is over, our warships are completely lost.

If we want to fight again, we can only go out, the cultivators of the gods.

It is better that all the remaining monks retreat to the ancient battlefield and preserve their strength. "

The sect master shook his head: "We can't stay in the ancient battlefield for a lifetime, the foundation of the White Bone Hall for thousands of years is lost, and someone has to pay the price.

As the suzerain, I have to shoulder this responsibility.

Great Elder, you have been fleeing, which is certainly true.

But you always think that you will not bear any loss at all, which is impossible.

Your character is too stable, and some lack courage.

The second elder has always been the main battle. If the current strength of the sect exceeds that of Zhenhai sect, it is right to do so.

But now the strength of our White Bone Hall is not strong enough, and we want to fight recklessly, but it is out of time.

You have enough courage, but lack of composure.

The six of you, three of you fighting and three fleeing, are all biased.

When I am here, I can reconcile it and make up for your respective shortcomings.

When I die in battle, you may have a lot of trouble because of this.

After I died, the first elder took over the position of the suzerain, and the second elder was promoted to the first elder.

In the future, the main strategy of the sect is to hibernate and stand by.

In this case, we can't start a war, and we can only officially leave the mountain when there are late-stage cultivators in the sect.

In the future, everything will be dominated by the first elder, the second elder, although your talent is better, but you are not suitable to be a decision maker, and you will have to cooperate with him in the future. "

The second elder sighed: "Sect Master, I have always been the leader of the battle, and I would rather die in battle than pretend to be a grandson in the ancient battlefield.

My cultivation is slightly better than that of the Great Elder, and my cultivation speed is also faster.

But if you want to cultivate to the late stage of God Transformation, it will take two or three hundred years to say the least.

Let me be useless for two or three hundred years, I can't stand it.

In the future, to revitalize the sect, it is enough to have a great elder.

Your ancestor's foundation is not guaranteed, and you shouldn't be responsible alone, so let me accompany you to fight.

It is said that the inheritance of Zhenhai Sect's tens of thousands of years is far better than that of our magic cultivators.

I don't believe in this evil. This time, I must kill the cultivators of Zhenhaizong to let them know that our demon cultivators are not easy to mess with. "

As soon as these remarks came out, the two spiritual monks who had always supported the second elder also stood up.

"Sect Master, we have been the main battle, how can we miss this last battle?"

Even on the elder's side, an older cultivator stood up: "I am now over 4,000 years old. Although I am younger than you, Sect Master, I have no further potential.

Moreover, I suffered a lot of injuries in my early years, and I'm afraid I won't be able to survive the time when the White Bone Hall comes out of the mountain again.

I can't wait. Instead of running away, it is better to fight to the death for a cultivator of Zhenhaizong, who is worthy of the ancestors of the past. "

Seeing that the elders were not afraid to fight to the death, the Sect Master was also moved.

He let out a long sigh: "Forget it, Great Elder, I will leave the affairs of the sect to you in the future.

Second Elder, with your talent, it is not difficult to cultivate to the late stage of God Transformation.

I originally wanted you to escape into the ancient battlefield. When the sect regains its glory in the future, you will be needed as the main battle faction.

Since you don't want to, then come with me to fight. "

Afterwards, he looked at the older cultivator: "Brother Qi, we are a generation, although we are not from the same lineage, but we fought side by side many times.

Unexpectedly, this last time we fought side by side, it turned out to be the juncture of life and death for the sect.

Well, you can join me in the battle too.

The second elder and the elder Qi went to battle with me, and the other elders followed the first elder and retreated into the ancient battlefield to **** the younger generation of the sect.

The present of the sect is handed over to us, and the future of the sect is handed over to you. "

All the elders said in unison, "I will definitely live up to the Sect Master's trust."

Boom!

At this moment, a huge sword shadow fell on the defensive formation of the White Bone Hall.

This sword is so powerful that the defensive mask can't hold it, and it is shaking violently.

The Sect Master glanced at the formation and sighed, "The old ghost of Broken Star has taken action, I don't want to give us any more time.

Well, I have fought with him quite a few times, so there should be an end.

Great Elder, let's go with the elite disciples. "

Having said that, he disappeared in the hall in an instant, and then appeared outside the defensive formation.

He stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Old Ghost Broken Star, we meet again.

During the first battle three hundred years ago, you were in high spirits and defeated me with a single sword.

If it wasn't for a bone puppet in my hand, I'd be hard-pressed to escape.

Looking at your appearance now, you should be dying soon.

As an old friend, I personally come to give you a ride. "

At this time, the Star Broken Divine Sovereign's outfit was the same as when he was in the Seven Star Seas.

It's just that her face was flushed and it looked very abnormal.

Her beard and hair were all white and without a trace of luster.

Her cheeks were sunken, her eyes were dull, and her hands were as dry as chicken feet.

Compared with the time outside the Cyanwood Island in the Seven Star Seas, they were completely different.

If it weren't for the auspicious clouds under his feet and golden light to protect his body, he would look no different from the average old man with a short time.

He coughed a few times, and said in a hoarse voice: "Time is not forgiving! I am nearly four thousand nine hundred years old, and I am already close to the limit of a spiritual cultivator.

When I was young, I fought with others and left a lot of dark wounds. It is not easy to live to this day.

It's just that the old man didn't want to sit in the cave, and while he still had a little strength, he destroyed the White Bone Hall by the way.

Ten thousand bones old ghost, you are not much younger than me, and now you are also a dying person.

Exactly, the two of us are going on the road together. "

Having said that, the long sword in his hand flickered with black light, as if it was about to devour everything.

The God of Ten Thousand Bones smiled and said, "With my little skill, I can't take a trick from you.

It's just that I got the skeleton of an ancient monster in the ancient battlefield a few years ago.

He has been practicing sacrifice for more than three hundred years, and now he has achieved little success.

It just so happens that you, the old ghost of the broken star, are also an expert, let's identify how my bone puppet is. "

After saying that, a shrill cry came.

On the White Bone Cliff, a strange bird composed entirely of white bones rose into the sky.

This strange bird has only a skeleton and no feathers, and the speed at which it can fly is extremely terrifying.

The Star Broken Lord glanced at the strange bird, and said coldly, "The skeleton of the seventh-order Pengbird, even if it wasn't a divine beast, was similar back then.

This kind of thing, I am not an opponent, let the Wannian Corpse Puppet play with it. "

After all, the Qiankun Ring on his left hand emitted a burst of light.

Then, a Peng bird appeared out of thin air.

It's just that this Pengbird is completely black, and most of its feathers have fallen off.

The exposed skin has long since dried up, sticking tightly to the skeleton.

Obviously, this is a corpse puppet.

The corpse puppet met the bone puppet, the two Pengbirds intersected with four claws, and countless sharp airflows scattered out.

The reef below was wiped by the airflow, and instantly turned into flat slabs.

In the first confrontation, the corpse puppet fell slightly and was repelled thousands of feet away.

The Star Broken God snorted coldly: "You are really good, there are some remnants of the seventh-order Pengbird in this bone puppet.

Otherwise, with your little ability, it is impossible to defeat this ten thousand year corpse puppet. "

Although he has the upper hand, there is not the slightest hint of joy on the face of Eternal God.

Instead, he sighed: "I spent three hundred years of hard work, but I still can't beat you."

On the rocky island more than a thousand miles away, Wang Daoyuan saw all this clearly.

He has played against the Wannian Corpse Puppet, and he also has some understanding of the bone puppets of the bone demon lineage.

In this confrontation, although the bone puppet has the upper hand, in fact the God of Ten Thousand Bones has already lost.

The bone puppet requires the owner to continuously spend the power of divine consciousness to maintain it, and it is impossible to fight for a long time.

And the ten thousand year corpse puppet does not need to consume the power of the master, and it is very durable.

Right now, the bone puppet only has the upper hand, and cannot defeat the ten thousand year corpse puppet at all.

As long as they fight for half an hour, the bone puppet will be difficult to support.

The broken star **** is a little disappointed: "This ten thousand year corpse puppet is left by the ancestors of the past dynasties, only relying on my own ability, I lost to you.

The first time we played against each other was at the peak of Nascent Soul.

After that, the struggle lasted for nearly four thousand years.

Unexpectedly, I still lost to you in the end. "