"Report to the sect master."

"The True Lord Nascent Soul of the Hehuan Sect is calling for a formation outside the city. He is calling his names and asking the ancestors of our sect to come out and fight with him."

The armored monk hurriedly entered the ancient building hall to spread the voice. In fact, before he walked in, everyone in the hall had already heard Linzhao Zhenjun's scolding.

Yizhenjun, and the black-robed Taoist who remained silent while arranging the troops.

Taiyi's face turned gloomy. The battle between generals was indeed exciting, but this would also reveal Tu Shanjun's personal strength, which would inevitably put the opponent on guard when the war started.

However, it is impossible not to accept it.

If we don't engage in battle, I'm afraid that more than half of the vassals and guest ministers in the city will become rebellious.

Then there is the issue of mana.

"Junior brother?"

The black-robed Taoist who looked like a stone and clay sculpture slowly stood up and nodded.

Then walked towards the entrance of the ancient building hall.

Many helmsmen who had originally stood up crowded to get out of the way and their positions, as if they were afraid of blocking Dazhenjun's progress. When they saw Tushanjun walking out of the ancient building hall, they even swarmed up and piled up at the door, stretching.

He looked up at the sky outside the door.

"Haha, why don't you all come with me to watch the battle?" Taiyi said with a smile.

Everyone cheered immediately.

"I will obey the sect master's decree."
Chapter completed!