Xu Zimo returned to Zhenwu Shengzong, but Shili Changkong did not follow him.
He wants to create a force for Xu Zimo, an intelligence force. The strength may not be very strong, but the information must be timely and accurate.
The scope of influence must spread to the entire Yuanyang Continent as much as possible, and he must be informed of all major events in the entire continent at the first time.
This is a very long process and cannot be completed overnight.
But Xu Zimo is not in a hurry, he can wait, and he is not short of money to build a force.
Putting aside his identity, just the things that were robbed from the Chang family when they were wiped out were enough to make Xu Zimo spend a long time.
A family's five hundred years of savings is unimaginably huge.
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After returning to Yannan Peak, Xu Zimo came to the peak alone.
There is a cold wind blowing on the top of the mountain. The mountain is thousands of feet high, with rugged rocks, rugged mountain roads and overgrown weeds.
Xu Zimo slowly took out the three prison beads, and the breeze messed up his broken hair.
"The prison-suppressing divine body is the best in all eternity," Xu Zimo sighed, even he didn't know all the secrets of this divine body.
In the previous life, I only watched Chu Yang use it, leaving only regrets and envy.
He slowly poured his spiritual energy into the three prison-suppressing beads, and the strong wind blew his robes suddenly.
Suddenly, the three prison-suppressing beads burst apart, and suddenly the sky was filled with dark clouds, thunder and lightning, and a dense darkness.
Lightning like silver dragons shuttled through the dark clouds, and thunder rolled, as if the whole world was about to collapse.
Within the three prison-suppressing beads, a ball of light flew out from each of them. These three light balls formed a triangular shape and were entwined with each other.
In the sky, the lightning and thunder seemed to be getting louder and louder, and the entire sky seemed angry.
The dark clouds were thickly piled together, but it still refused to rain. There was a faint moisture in the air.
The three light groups suddenly glowed brightly, and a white skeleton flew out from them.
Two arms flew out of one of the light groups, the other had two legs, and the last one had a body and head.
When all the bones were fused together, demonic energy suddenly billowed between the sky and the earth. Black mist appeared on the bones. Countless scriptures were like ants crawling around the body of the bones.
White Bone's two eyes were filled with pure black energy. It turned its head mechanically and rushed directly towards Xu Zimo.
Seeing that the bones were about to rush into Xu Zimo's body, Xu Zimo quickly took out Emperor Feiyu's blood.
He dropped the emperor's blood on the white bones, and the whole white bones suddenly trembled, and then turned into a stream of light and flew into Xu Zimo's body.
Xu Zimo felt as if the bones in his body were fusing with something. It was a pain that penetrated deep into his soul, and he almost fainted.
The beating of the heart accelerated a lot, and the originally red blood turned black.
Xu Zimo only felt that his head was extremely clear, as if any distracting thoughts did not exist.
His hair was all thrown back, curled up like an afro, and turned fiery red.
Countless lines appeared on his face, all purple mixed with black, and there was some kind of power flowing on the lines.
Xu Zimo's entire body was filled with wisps of black air.
He half-knelt on the ground, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain that transformed his entire body.
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In a place far, far away in Yuanyang Continent, the sky is covered by billowing demonic energy, and even the blazing sun cannot penetrate this demonic energy.
There is no day and night here, because it is always shrouded in darkness.
In the center of this world, there is a column that is covered in dust.
This column is about thousands of feet high and has been silent for thousands of years.
Suddenly, the dusty debris on the column began to fall, and red lights began to flicker on it.
In this world that had been silent for thousands of years, someone finally spoke.
"Chongtian Li (shuo four times) feels the power of its master, and the demon lord is resurrected!"
"Where is he? Are we going to find him?"
"We will not know, or no one will know where the Demon Lord is. It is precisely because no one knows that the Demon Lord can grow up and live safely."
"One day, that man will come here again, we just need to wait quietly."
"But the road to the ancient demon cave has been sealed, and ordinary creatures cannot enter."
"The Demon Lord is not an ordinary creature," a gentle female voice said slowly, "He will follow the call from the sky, just like listening to the war song from the distant sky.
While chanting in a low voice, he walked towards his weapon.
Nothing can stop him because he is the most powerful creature in the world."
Someone next to me was laughing crazily and evilly, with too much madness and excitement in the laughter.
"Demon Lord, welcome back!"
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The moment the prison-suppressing divine body merged, the second vein gate in Xu Zimo's body was directly opened.
The opening of the mysterious bones also means that Xu Zimo has directly advanced to the Pulse Condensation Realm.
His realm is also increasing little by little with the blessing of the power of the round bead divine vein realm in his body.
"One level of pulse condensation,
Second level of pulse condensation,
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Ninth level of pulse condensation."
The realm stayed at the ninth level of pulse condensation, and Xu Zimo also took a long breath.
What surprised him even more was the state he was in just now, with his hair all turning fiery red and his face covered in purple-black lines.
At that moment, Xu Zimo felt that he was the devil coming, and his power was incredible.
"Is this the power of the Prison Suppressing Divine Body?" Xu Zimo was a little surprised. He had seen Chu Yang use the Prison Suppressing Divine Body in his previous life, but the form seemed different from his own.
Maybe everyone has their own path to take, and it's normal to be different.
The increase in strength made Xu Zimo's whole body crackle and explode, and the dark clouds in the sky began to dissipate little by little, but in the end, no rain fell.
The sun was shining brightly, and on the Qingshan Mountain, Xu Qingshan looked at the vision just now, his eyes full of doubts.
"It's a big evil, I don't know if it's good or bad." Xu Qingshan didn't know where the evil came from, so he could only shake his head and not think too much.
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Then Xu Zimo found Lin Ruhu. Today is the day when the Zhenwu Holy Sect recruits new disciples. Xu Zimo wants to attend and take a look at the excitement.
According to the rules of the Zhenwu Holy Sect, Xu Zimo has not been practicing for a long time. He has not passed the entrance examination and is not considered a disciple of the Zhenwu Holy Sect.
At most, they can only be the family members of the deputy head of the Zhenwu Sheng Sect.
According to the rules, Xu Zimo must pass the test together with others today before he can be considered a true disciple of the Holy Sect.
But there is no absolute fairness in this world. It is just like having the power to do whatever you want.
With Xu Qingshan here, rules and so on are not important at all.
Rules are only made for the weak. The strong are responsible for making the rules, but they don't take it seriously at all.
