Chapter: 8175
Many magnificent buildings have been reduced to ruins, with corpses everywhere and blood flowing into rivers.
As a saint, Gong Qianqiu led many experts from the Sun Moon God Fire Hall to attack the Star Moon God Sect.
At the same time, in order to consolidate her position to the greatest extent, Gong Qianqiu took the lead in this battle, rushing to the front line every time.
The Sun Moon Divine Fire Palace already had an absolute advantage in strength, and Gong Qianqiu personally charged into the battle, which was even more inspiring.
In just one day, the army of the Sun Moon Divine Fire Hall took down more than ten sub-helms of the Star Moon Divine Sect with a destructive momentum.
Although the disciples of the Xingyue Divine Sect were also fighting vigorously, but their strengths were too different, and they suffered countless casualties and their fighting spirit was sluggish.
The remnants of the forces gathered towards the main helm of the Xingyue Shenzong, and those disciples who chose to flee were killed by the elites of the Sun Moon Shenhuo Temple.
The chief helm of the Xingyue Sect.
In the conference hall.
Murong Wanqing sat in the middle, her face pale as paper.
The surviving elders of the sub-helm who came from the defeat were talking about the situation of the battle, and the faces of the other core executives of the Star Moon Sect were also extremely ugly.
"Sovereign, we have no chance of winning in the face of the attack from the powerhouses of the Sun Moon Sacred Fire Hall, so let's find a way to negotiate a peace!"
"That's right, Sect Master, after all, we didn't kill those people from the Sun Moon Shenhuo Academy. The Xingyue Shenzong was also a coerced victim."
"A bunch of old fools, now that I'm talking about this, do you think the new saintesses of the Sun Moon Divine Fire Temple will listen?"
"Even if we are willing to make peace, the Sun Moon Divine Fire Hall may not agree. The new saintess obviously wants to use this to establish prestige in the sect."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts instantly sank to the bottom of the valley.
There was a dead silence in the hall, and the high-ranking members of the Xingyue Sect sighed.
One side is strong and imposing, while the other side is weak and distracted. The decisive battle has not yet begun, and the result is already doomed.
"Reporting to the suzerain, the new saintess of the Sun Moon Divine Fire Hall has arrived at the city."
The reporter's voice was visibly trembling.
Murong Wanqing's delicate body trembled, and she stood up slowly after a long silence.
He said coldly, "Elders, don't have illusions that you can negotiate a peace now. The new saint needs military exploits to establish her prestige."
"Now is the time when the sect lives and dies. You all go to the battlefield with me. Even if you die in battle, you will have to pay a heavy price for the Sun Moon Divine Fire Hall."
I have to say that Murong Wanqing still has some courage, and just a few words cheered up the sluggish atmosphere a lot.
Many elders have even regained their determination to break the boat. After all, the Xingyue Sect is their lifelong painstaking effort.
To fight to protect the sect, even if you die in battle, it is a worthy death.
Afterwards, Murong Wanqing led the elders out of the main hall and went straight to the main helm gate.
Seeing the banners waving and the dense crowd under the city, Murong Wanqing and the others looked a little ugly again.
There is a huge difference in both numbers and quality, how can this battle be fought?
Gong Qianqiu slowly walked to the front, and shouted to the crowd at the top of the city, "Listen, Xingyue Shenzong, open the city and surrender obediently, maybe there is still a glimmer of life." JrNovels.com
As a saint, Gong Qianqiu led many experts from the Sun Moon God Fire Hall to attack the Star Moon God Sect.
At the same time, in order to consolidate her position to the greatest extent, Gong Qianqiu took the lead in this battle, rushing to the front line every time.
The Sun Moon Divine Fire Palace already had an absolute advantage in strength, and Gong Qianqiu personally charged into the battle, which was even more inspiring.
In just one day, the army of the Sun Moon Divine Fire Hall took down more than ten sub-helms of the Star Moon Divine Sect with a destructive momentum.
Although the disciples of the Xingyue Divine Sect were also fighting vigorously, but their strengths were too different, and they suffered countless casualties and their fighting spirit was sluggish.
The remnants of the forces gathered towards the main helm of the Xingyue Shenzong, and those disciples who chose to flee were killed by the elites of the Sun Moon Shenhuo Temple.
The chief helm of the Xingyue Sect.
In the conference hall.
Murong Wanqing sat in the middle, her face pale as paper.
The surviving elders of the sub-helm who came from the defeat were talking about the situation of the battle, and the faces of the other core executives of the Star Moon Sect were also extremely ugly.
"Sovereign, we have no chance of winning in the face of the attack from the powerhouses of the Sun Moon Sacred Fire Hall, so let's find a way to negotiate a peace!"
"That's right, Sect Master, after all, we didn't kill those people from the Sun Moon Shenhuo Academy. The Xingyue Shenzong was also a coerced victim."
"A bunch of old fools, now that I'm talking about this, do you think the new saintesses of the Sun Moon Divine Fire Temple will listen?"
"Even if we are willing to make peace, the Sun Moon Divine Fire Hall may not agree. The new saintess obviously wants to use this to establish prestige in the sect."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts instantly sank to the bottom of the valley.
There was a dead silence in the hall, and the high-ranking members of the Xingyue Sect sighed.
One side is strong and imposing, while the other side is weak and distracted. The decisive battle has not yet begun, and the result is already doomed.
"Reporting to the suzerain, the new saintess of the Sun Moon Divine Fire Hall has arrived at the city."
The reporter's voice was visibly trembling.
Murong Wanqing's delicate body trembled, and she stood up slowly after a long silence.
He said coldly, "Elders, don't have illusions that you can negotiate a peace now. The new saint needs military exploits to establish her prestige."
"Now is the time when the sect lives and dies. You all go to the battlefield with me. Even if you die in battle, you will have to pay a heavy price for the Sun Moon Divine Fire Hall."
I have to say that Murong Wanqing still has some courage, and just a few words cheered up the sluggish atmosphere a lot.
Many elders have even regained their determination to break the boat. After all, the Xingyue Sect is their lifelong painstaking effort.
To fight to protect the sect, even if you die in battle, it is a worthy death.
Afterwards, Murong Wanqing led the elders out of the main hall and went straight to the main helm gate.
Seeing the banners waving and the dense crowd under the city, Murong Wanqing and the others looked a little ugly again.
There is a huge difference in both numbers and quality, how can this battle be fought?
Gong Qianqiu slowly walked to the front, and shouted to the crowd at the top of the city, "Listen, Xingyue Shenzong, open the city and surrender obediently, maybe there is still a glimmer of life." JrNovels.com
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