History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 79. Chapter 79 79. The Army Suppresses the Territory (Recommendation Tickets! Collection!)

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Zhao Shicheng looked at Yan Zhaoge: “Can you show me your map?”

As he spoke, Yan Zhaoge had already taken out a piece of gauze.

The gauze was everywhere, and the gauze was not broken, but there were traces left. Amidst the sound of “swish”, a picture of the fanciful array appeared in front of Zhao Shicheng.

Zhao Shicheng checked it carefully and compared with the matrix knowledge in his heart, he suddenly felt a sense of relief.

“The method is feasible!” Zhao Shicheng said: “But to deploy an array, it also depends on whether the supplies are sufficient.”

Yan Zhaoge said: “There are a lot of material reserves in Lingfeng Valley, and there are shortcomings, you can try to transfer from the nearby Linyuan City.”

Things that need to be deployed are naturally lacking in Lingfeng Valley.

… Even if it is not lacking, it must be lacking in the presence of the people of the Eastern Tang Dynasty.

If it is not a temporary preparation, it means that there has been an arrangement. Is this arrangement only for the Great Sun Sacred Sect?

After all, this reversal of the formation can shake the Jingyang formation.

Even if Zhao Shicheng had no thoughts, other Dongtang country powerhouses might not be able to murmur in their hearts.

The decision was made, and the group immediately rushed to Lingfeng Valley, and news continued to be sent back along the way.

The Eastern Tang Dynasty itself was not completely chaotic except for Jingyang City, but Guangcheng Mountain’s properties in the Eastern Tang Dynasty were all threatened by the Da Ri Shengzong.

Outside of Lingfeng Valley, there was already besieged.

Yan Zhaoge and his party quickly cleared the obstacles, and Xu Chuan, the deacon elder who had received the news, immediately came out to welcome Yan Zhaoge and Zhao Shicheng in.

He is now a full-time Deacon of Spiritual Wind Valley, which is much more important than before, and the defensive force here is also stronger.

“Elder Xu, according to the list I gave you, quickly prepare these things, and list what they are missing.” Yan Zhaoge didn’t care about politeness after meeting.

Xu Chuan also knew the priorities, calmly accepted the form listed by Yan Zhaoge, quickly mobilized supplies, and then returned the items that were out of stock.

“These things are available in Linyuan City,” Xu Chuan said quickly: “I don’t know if the warehouse of this gate has been lost, but even if this gate is gone, there must be other places in Linyuan City.”

“Regardless of whether the Great Sun Sacred Sect or the warehouse in Cangmang Mountain, there is no shortage!”

Yan Zhaoge took the order in Xu Chuan’s hand, turned his head and said to Ahu: “Ahu, the situation is urgent, you should go and pay attention to safety.”

Both Zhao Shicheng and Yan Zhaoge had to stay and set up their formations, and only Ahu was the strongest among the others.

Ahu smiled honestly: “Don’t worry, son, I’ll be back when I go.”

After that, he turned around and left, leaving Lingfeng Valley and heading straight to Linyuan City.

Zhao Shicheng looked at the back of Ahu’s departure: “Although Yandi did not pass his Guangcheng secrets, whether it is the Black Nightmare Divine Wind Art or the Ghost Tiger Divine Claw, it is the top martial arts school.”

A warm color appeared in Yan Zhaoge’s eyes: “Daddy actually wanted to accept Ahu as a disciple, but Ahu himself refused.”

“That’s why the old man passed on to Ahu the sacred land of the wind that was destroyed in the past years, which he collected.

In recent years, Yandi has actually regarded Ahu more as his disciple, and the original master of Yanzhaoge’s body is also a servant and friend of Ahu.

After Yan Zhaoge came to this world, he got along with this big man, and often did not treat him as a servant.

Often joked with each other, relaxed and happy.

Compared to some people who have not even seen each other, and have never said a word, they only exist in the memory of the original owner of the body, and the friendship between themselves and Ahu has gradually deepened, but it is close to the original owner of the body.

If it weren’t for Ahu himself who seems to be not big or small, but in fact insists on abiding by some rules, he can almost be regarded as Yan Zhaoge’s first friend since he came to this world.

While talking with Zhao Shicheng, Yan Zhaoge began to assist Zhao Shicheng and set up a new formation in Lingfeng Valley.

This formation looks roughly similar to the Jingyang formation of the Eastern Tang State.

But looking carefully at the array of spirit patterns, they are all specious, completely opposite to the real Jingyang array.

It’s like a mirror projection.

The formation is gradually taking shape, and there is already a spiritual light, and the formations extend in all directions, gradually covering the Lingfeng Valley.

Zhao Shicheng sat on the center of the formation, clenching a fist with one hand, and slapped the ground with the other.

The aura of Jingyang’s large formation that was led by him began to become more and more dazzling.

It’s just that the aura keeps flickering, and it looks very unstable.

Yan Zhaoge knew that this was because of Wang Zhao Shilie’s disorder in Jingyang City.

Zhao Shicheng did not change his face, sat calmly, guiding the force of the large formation, and at the same time adapting to the power of the counter-array in the Lingfeng Valley, and was in harmony with his own large array.

As his eyes flashed, golden light gradually appeared on his dragon robe.

The golden light is like scales, as if to put on a dragon scale armor for Zhao Shicheng.

It is the No. 1 treasure of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, the middle-grade spiritual soldier, the golden scale dragon Huajia.

Usually not visible, hidden in Zhao Shicheng’s body, when necessary, it turns into a light armor and attaches to his body.

In Zhenlongyuan, thanks to the protection of this powerful mid-level spirit soldier, otherwise the great formation would suddenly reverse, and the power of Zhenlongyuan’s metamorphosis would recoil, and it is unknown whether Zhao Shicheng can save his life.

Yan Zhaoge squeezed a sword tactic with his left hand, and with his right hand, a blue light shot straight into the sky, and then fell in front of Zhao Shicheng, the center of the formation.

It is Yan Zhaoge’s spirit soldier, the spirit sword and Bilong.

Zhao Shicheng flicked his fingers on the blade, and suddenly let out a dragon chant.

The Spirit Sword and Bilong hangs in the air, and its spirituality regenerates on its own without falling.

The brilliance on the surface of the blade is flowing, and a dragon shadow appears vaguely, and it keeps wandering.

In Zhao Shicheng’s golden scale dragon armor, the golden dragon’s light and shadow also flashed, and the mighty dragon roar was also emitted.

The golden scale dragon Huajia sits in the large formation led by Zhao Shicheng, while the spirit sword Bilong suppresses the inverse formation in the Lingfeng Valley.

Ssangyong Huiying, the two formations are parallel, and the momentum is getting stronger and stronger.

But at this moment, both the Guangchengshan warriors and the Dongtang warriors in the valley frowned slightly.

There is a strong momentum, emerging outside the Lingfeng Valley, and pressing towards the Lingfeng Valley.

A round of golden sunlight rose from the mountains of Taniguchi, a terrifying aura, approaching the formation in the valley.

“Great Sun Sacred Sect! Great Master!”

Yan Zhaoge frowned. Although the cultivation base of those who came was not as good as Zhao Shicheng, Yan Xu and others, they were also great masters of the real deal!

Zhao Shicheng’s face was calm and he made a fist and volleyed.

Motivated by the formation, the power hit the golden sunlight.

The strength of the two sides collided, and suddenly there was a dazzling brilliance, which made it difficult for people to look directly at it.

Zhao Shicheng’s injury still hasn’t recovered at this moment, and the power of the formation is also wrestling with Jingyang.

The great master was blocked by him and could not enter, but Zhao Shicheng and the power of the formation were also immediately restrained.

Under the involvement of the great master of the Great Sun Sacred Sect, the formation defense suddenly had loopholes.

The shadows around the valley were faint, and a group of great sun saint sect warriors rushed in.

There are many people in them, with a terrifying aura, walking around as if turbulent in the void around them.

The hearts of everyone in Lingfeng Valley sank: “So many innate masters!”

Yan Zhaoge looked intently, and one of them was dressed in a white robe, with a big beard, and his eyes were as sinister as a snake. It was Xiao Sheng.

Xiao Sheng entered the valley, glanced around, and instantly focused on Yan Zhaoge.

“Yan! Zhao! Song!” Xiao Sheng paused, his gaze seemed to burn.