Chapter five hundred and seventieth thousand riders rolling snow and moving the sky

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The news of the opening of Jianshan Mountain spread throughout the server within one day, so the mountain behind the snowy Tianchi Lake was soon crowded with people. Tang Guangjun, a strong-willed man, looked at the gate and collected money, which made Zhi Zhi's beautiful eyes almost burst into laughter.

, while Lin Zhao had nothing to do, still drawing talismans and practicing boxing in Tianjuli, which he could not let go of.



The world of neon clothes.

A heavy snowfall fell again, bending the trees in the entire forest. The only sound left between the sky and the earth was the rustle of falling snow and the crisp sound of branches being broken. Under an ancient tree, the Ghost King rode

He was holding the war horse, huddled up and shivering, the cold wind was blowing, his brows were furrowed, he was almost at his limit, his physical strength was running low, his hunger level was about to explode, the energy consumption in the ice and snow was high, and all the food he had brought in the past few days was

It has been eaten up, and it will soon be impossible to maintain the minimum survival.

But at this moment, there was a loud "Peng" sound in the forest sea ahead, and then a powerful sword energy exploded in the depths of the forest sea, turning into a wisp of sword light rising into the sky. At the same time, the sky was filled with flying snow.

They all seemed to have stagnated. From all over the world, wisps of golden kendo luck gathered together. They were held in the palm of one person's hand and turned into a golden ball. Around the golden ball, there were silver flying dragons circling.

Dharma.

Silver Dragon Sword Immortal Cao Yan has entered the twelfth realm!

For the entire world, this is a very rare thing, and for Nishang Tianxia, ​​which itself lacks sword cultivation, a "Twelve-level Sword Immortal of the Gods" is even more important. Of course, for the ghost

Wang Liye, this is great news. Having a twelve-level sword cultivator as a master is a good thing that sword cultivators in the national server dream of!

Who would be like that fool Lin Zhao and let Lin Wanhua, who is in the Thirteenth Level, not become a disciple, but still think about marrying him home as his wife? Is he worthy? Obviously he is not worthy. I, the Ghost King, am just about the same...

"Congratulations, Master, for breaking through!"

The Ghost King galloped forward on his horse, dismounted, knelt down, clasped his fists, and congratulated with a smile.

"Um."

Cao Yan took a deep breath and his eyes were full of smiles: "With abundant spiritual energy, I finally broke through. Jiang Chong, as my teacher, you are able to break through. You have made the greatest contribution, so I must reward you with something."

As he spoke, Cao Yan raised his hand and rubbed a ball of golden kendo luck into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it, but there was still a small strand of golden kendo luck on his fingertips. He raised his hand and pressed it into the ghost king's body.

In the middle of his eyebrows, he smiled and said: "After taking such a big mouthful of sword luck, how long will it take if I don't break through now?!"

The next moment, the Ghost King only felt a tremble all over his body, and the swordsmanship in his heart suddenly became clear. It was a different world. When he raised his head, he had already broken through, and a bell echoed over the earth——

"Ding!"

System Announcement: Congratulations to the player [Ghost King] for successfully breaking through the shackles, stepping into the [Golden Core Realm], and obtaining a new realm ability: [Sword Controlling]!



Done!

The Ghost King was trembling all over, with tears in his eyes. He originally thought that the cultivation in this game, the way of heaven, could only be summed up in four words: "The Dao is ruthless", but now he has overturned this idea. This master is really good to him.

Even the luck of swordsmanship obtained through breaking through the realm can be divided into pieces. Is this kindness something you can buy with money?

"Thank you Master!"

The Ghost King gritted his teeth and almost shed tears.

"Why be so polite."

Cao Yan raised his eyebrows and said: "You are the only disciple of my Silver Dragon Sword Immortal Cao Yan. If the master is not good to you, who else can he be good to? But Jiang Chong, the master can see ambition and desire in your eyes. You

If you really want to seek enlightenment and reach heaven, just put all these things away and practice swordplay with master. Now that I have reached the twelfth realm, if you have anything you want, just tell me."

"Um!"

The Ghost King nodded vigorously and said: "Master, this disciple came from the human world and suffered a lot of humiliation there. Now that he follows the master, the only thing he wants to do is practice his sword well and then take revenge."

"How do you want revenge?"

"I still have a group of brothers in the human world, and most of them are sword cultivators." The Ghost King took a deep breath and said: "If Master is willing, you can let these people become my disciples, whether they are named disciples or not.

, I just want to wait until the time is right so that these good brothers can have some decent possessions. By then, we can form an invincible sword immortal cavalry and sweep away all those who look down on us."

"That's it..."

Cao Yan frowned and said: "Master is lazy by nature, so I only accept you as my disciple. However... Master has also thought about creating a sword sect in the world of Nishang before. I have already thought of a name, so I will call it Yinlong."

Sword Sect, there are many people in the imperial court who have contacts, and they hope that I will choose a mountain gate to open a sect. Since you said so, the time has come, let’s start the Silver Dragon Sword Sect together, and we will look for it from Nishang Tianxia

Some eleventh and tenth realm sword cultivators serve as elders, worship, etc. If possible, we must make this Silver Dragon Sword Sect the number one sword sect in the world of Nishang!"

"yes!"

The Ghost King was excited: "Thank you, Master!"

"Another point."

Cao Yan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Once the people you bring step into the world of Nishang and join our Silver Dragon Sword Sect, they will no longer be considered as members of the human race. Even if you form some kind of Sword Immortal Iron Cavalry, they will only be considered as human beings."

He can be the cavalry of our God Clan and must not harm the interests of our Nishang world. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Um."

The Ghost King nodded: "Since the disciple has become a disciple, he is naturally a member of the world of neon clothes."

"good."

Cao Yan smiled and nodded: "In that case, I will take you to meet with the people from the court to confirm the selection of the mountain to establish the clan."

"yes!"

The Ghost King is full of ambition and his heart is full of joy. This is the closest step to his dream in this life. Now following Cao Yan, a twelve-level swordsman, he will soon be among the top ranks of swordsman players in the national server.

Once the Sword Immortal Cavalry is established, no matter if it is loyal to the Demon Clan, it will still have a different kind of scenery.

He frowned, but it was a pity that even if he became a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator, a Galaxy Sword Cultivator, or even a legendary Upper Five Realm Sword Cultivator in the future, he would not be able to restore that beautiful girl Mo Chenxue. Her appearance was exquisite.

Beauty is entirely based on my own aesthetics. It's a pity that I was too impatient at the time and didn't calm down and pursue her slowly. Otherwise, it shouldn't be difficult to win her over. What a pity. Now that Mo Chenxue is by Lin Zhao's side, maybe

It had been taken down long ago.

damn it!

The ghost king has so much hatred in his heart that after forming a sword immortal cavalry in the future, the first thing he will do is to take revenge on the Linyuan Xianyu Guild, and the second thing is to trample Lin Zhao and the Scarlet Moon Knights into the mud.

, so that they will never be able to stand up again. It doesn't matter if Lin Zhao has a good relationship with Lin Wanhua of the Thirteenth Realm and Su Qingjiu of the Twelfth Realm. He has a temper that he can't let go, and he refuses to ask for benefits. He insists on everything, and he doesn't have enough people behind him.

Financial support is definitely not your opponent in the end.

He sneered. Successful people must be despicable and unscrupulous. Unfortunately, people like Lin Zhao will never understand this truth.



evening.

Lin Zhao is still drawing talismans in Tianranju.

"grown ups."

Zhi Zhi floated in, her eyebrows furrowed and she said: "More and more people are coming to Jianshan to choose swords, and it is almost overcrowded. Today alone, we have invested 500 golden mullet coins to maintain Jianshan."

The spiritual energy is deep."

"So many?"

Lin Zhaoxiao asked: "How much did you collect?"

"We collected a total of 32,000 flying fish coins, which adds up to a total of more than 320 gold mullet coins. Overall, we will lose 180 gold mullet coins a day on Jianshan. This is not a long-term solution!"

"it does not matter."

Lin Zhao smiled and said: "I still have more than 8,000 gold mullet coins here. I will keep them. I will slowly use them up. There will always be a way. When we can no longer afford them, we will close the sword."

That’s the mountain.”

"Um."

Zhi Zhi nodded: "Then I'll go out first."

"Go ahead."

After Zhi Zhi left, Lin Zhao frowned. In one day in the game, only 16,000 players successfully selected swords from the Sword Mountain. In fact, it was not that many. After all, there were too many sword cultivators in the national server. The total number of players definitely exceeded 3,000,000.

, although it is impossible for them to have a flying sword in their hands, at least the elite sword cultivators in the main guilds must be able to obtain the best flying sword embryos. And there are so many guilds in the national server, so all the main sword cultivators must be able to obtain them.

The flying sword embryos would probably have at least a million people.

In fact, this is a development model. If all the 1,000,000 sword cultivators in the national server can get the best flying swords, their combat power will be improved to a higher level. By then, even if Ding Chunqiu comes back from the ghost world, he will bring hundreds of thousands of ghosts with him.

So what about Xiu? The 1,000,000 powerful sword cultivators in the national server can easily crush them. At least they won’t be like the battles of the past few days, where they were badly beaten and beaten to pieces.

Keep drawing symbols, no matter how many there are.



At this time, Lin Zhao was drawing the Divine Speed ​​Talisman.

Ever since Lin Wanhua entered the Thirteenth Realm, Lin Zhao rarely drew the Zhao Sword Talisman. Although he was a player, he also knew how powerful it was. The Zhao Sword Talisman nurtured by a Thirteenth Level Sword Immortal was naturally powerful, but it brought

The cause and effect will also be doubled. Lin Zhao used the sword-lighting talisman warmed by Lin Wanhua to kill people. In the end, the cause and effect were all added to Lin Wanhua. This is what Lin Zhao does not want to see. After all, Lin Wanhua, who is in the thirteenth realm, is in the sword pavilion.

It is no longer easy to stay in the human world with the earth as a prison, so how could Lin Zhao harm her path again just for her own selfishness?

Some things must be clear and transparent.

Take it when you want it, take it when you don't want it, you won't know it even at a glance.

So, he drew the Speed ​​Talisman one after another. However, just when he was completely immersed in the Speed ​​Talisman, layers of rolling dark clouds enveloped the snowy Tianchi, and strands of golden thunder and lightning flashed continuously in the clouds.

, in that cloud layer, it seems that there are thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals about to kill the lower world!

Accidentally, the painting of talismans triggered the image of a military sage again!


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