There is a rule in the Tianwu Palace that when elite warriors go out for battle, they must order their troops at the martial arts field of the branch hall or area. When they return from the battle, they must also fall into the martial arts field of the branch hall or area, and order their troops from the top to demonstrate.
Wu.
Therefore, Ling Dong, the remnant soldiers who were once again reduced to two, also gathered together and instinctively followed their rules and rushed directly to the top of the branch hall of Tianwu Palace in Yangkou City, and then slowly descended from above.
At this time, in Yangkou City, every house was closed, and even the merchants that never closed their doors easily on weekdays were also closed. There were only pairs of eyes in the corners of some windows observing the outdoor situation.
, showing the unrest in Yangkou City.
Ling Dong's divine body clone's face suddenly darkened, and after thinking for a moment, Ling Dong walked to his side, which was protected by layers of elite warriors from Tianwu Palace, and gently pinched the corners of his mouth with his fingers.
Then, Ling Dong saw his body's broken flesh tremble slightly, and his consciousness reappeared in the world.
Ling Dong fainted just now, mainly due to the excessive consumption of his soul power, coupled with the severe pain of broken bones all over his body, which made him faint.
However, Ling Dong, who has experienced coma several times, knows very well that this kind of coma due to the excessive consumption of the soul power can take as little as ten days and a half, or as long as several months. Only the most primitive drowsiness can replenish the consumption of the soul. Slowly
of sobriety.
Therefore, at the moment when Ling Dong was in a coma, he just used his spiritual thoughts to crazily activate the astrolabe, throwing out a large amount of colorful starlight.
Even if Ling Dong didn't actively absorb the colorful starlight, it would slowly turn into divine soul power. Ling Dong's divine body clone just used the stinging pain to wake up the main body from the coma.
Then again, without Ling Dong's treatment before he fainted, Ling Dong's divine body clone would not be able to wake up the main body even if it stung the main body.
Ling Dong felt that if he was going to the Yangkou branch of Tianwu Palace this time, he might encounter something unexpected. He, the so-called hermit elder, might not be able to work in the Yangkou branch, so Ling Dong
The Hall Supervisor is very useful, even Ling Dong is now almost a useless person in the eyes of outsiders.
Ling Dong woke up. He tried to move, but before he could move his body even a little bit, his teeth cracked in pain. To be honest, that kind of pain, if not in front of so many subordinates, Ling Dong would
I really want to scream a few times.
After the attempt failed, Ling Dong was not in a hurry. As soon as he thought about it, the falling star disk began to rotate faster in the sea of soul consciousness, throwing colorful starlight, filling his almost dry sea of soul consciousness.
During the battle with Ying Cong of the Ying family, the terrifying destructive energy of the forbidden technique "Command the Heavens and Royal Stars" used by Ling Dong was entirely controlled by the power of the soul.
In other words, Ling Dong has the Falling Star Pan to enhance the power of the soul. And the Falling Star Pan constantly replenishes the power of the soul to control the power of the forbidden technique. Otherwise, Ling Dong may not be able to kill others with the forbidden technique. The forbidden technique will be destroyed first.
Drop him Ling Dong.
The power of the soul recovered slightly, and Ling Dong's expression suddenly froze. From the north, there was a strange feeling, like a call, like an attraction, like a mysterious connection, vaguely
, appearing and disappearing from time to time.
His eyes were stunned for a moment, and Ling Dong instinctively wanted to turn his head to take a look to the north. Seeing what was in the north would give him this strange feeling.
But with a twist, the strength was used, and what came back was a sharp pain like Ling Chi.
"Ah..." Ling Dong gasped and hissed lightly.
This light hiss caused the fifty remnants of the Tianwu Palace who were protecting Ling Dong to
They all looked at the stretcher carrying Ling Dong in surprise.
"The hall master is awake!"
"Master, are you okay?"
"Master, how do you feel?" Listening to these dumbfounding greetings, Ling Dong could only blink his eyes twice, and spat out two words: There is something Ling Dong didn't say, he
It's all like this. Thirty-six thousand bones in the body are broken. Is it okay? How else can this feel?
"Quickly enter...the branch hall, I'm fine..." Ling Dong issued an order in a weak manner, which immediately made the more than fifty remnant soldiers cheer with thunderous joy, and all of them looked happy.
His eyes suddenly became firmer.
At this time, a powerful presence, a peak for them, will make them more determined.
The cheers in the sky caused the elites of Tianwu Palace gathered in the martial arts field to look up and see their colleagues who were in a miserable situation. Some of them even showed a trace of guilt in their eyes.
In fact, even though the battle just now was still more than ten miles away from here, with their cultivation and eyesight, they could still make a rough distinction.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" The fifty warriors who slowly fell from the sky started shouting loudly before they even reached the ground. The momentum was so extraordinary that it frightened the two hundred warriors to disperse their formation.
, let go of the boss, and the boss landed.
When they saw the barely distinguishable Ling Dong who was protected by these people in the center, they all took a breath of air.
What's even more strange is that this group of guys who seem to have suffered heavy losses all look extremely proud and full of evil spirits. They don't look like defeated troops who have suffered heavy losses at all, and they are extremely protective of the hall leader who seems to have become a cripple.
This situation made the two hundred intact elites in Tianwu Palace extremely curious. Some even more impatient people had already pulled over their familiar colleagues and asked curiously.
"Send ten of the slightly injured ones to send me in. The others will be healed as soon as possible. After I finish handling the matters in the hall, I will be rewarded." Ling Dong, who had regained some strength, said.
To be honest, Ling Dong was even more puzzled when he saw the two hundred-man teams from the Yangkou Branch of Tianwu Palace gathered to stand by. After all, Cheng Dongyuan was the one in charge of the Yangkou Branch of Tianwu Palace. It was impossible to stand still.
Ling Dong's order made the two hundred elite warriors present happy. When they saw the ten slightly injured colleagues marching toward the meeting hall with great pride and dignity, guarding the hall master, they could no longer hold back.
He pulled over a warrior he knew well and asked, no matter whether he was seriously injured or not, he would not die anyway.
After a few breaths, basically warriors No. 4 and 5 gathered around a man in red and colorful clothes and asked all kinds of questions.
The bad nature of human beings was perfectly reflected at this time.
For some purpose of showing off, or for other psychological reasons, or because of pride, the injured elite warrior who was questioned by many people instinctively ignored the scene where Ling Dong sacrificed his life to save them and used the forbidden technique.
Exaggerated a bit.
Why were they in danger? Their lives were hanging by a thread. Several strong men at the peak of the Star Lord Realm were unable to control them. They swept across them. Seeing that the whole army was about to be destroyed, Hall Master Ling stepped forward and blocked the peak of the Star Lord Realm with his own body.
A powerful existence, at the last moment, paid a huge price and used forbidden magic to save them.
As for this huge price, some people said that Hall Master Ling lost his energy and blood, some said that his cultivation level dropped, and some said that Hall Master Ling lost a lot of lifespan. This was the most touching and recognized by the group of warriors present.
There are even more outrageous ones, saying that Hall Master Ling had to pay the price of losing the continuation of his life, and even lost some abilities, before he successfully cast the forbidden technique, etc.
Of course, there are those few who insist on the principle that one is one and two is two, but that is too insignificant. The biggest function of a group is assimilation and amplification.
Before Ling Dong entered the meeting hall, the two hundred elite warriors from Tianwu Palace gathered here looked at Ling Dong's stretcher with a kind of reverence. Incomparable reverence.
Perhaps a few days later, when the two hundred elites who did not participate in the war boasted to their friends and juniors, they would label themselves as one of the two hundred warriors who fought bloody battles with Hall Master Ling that day. In their hearts, they had already regarded Ling.
Dong became a hero and an idol he wanted to protect.
This is the power of infection, the power of crowds.
At this moment, the Tianwu Palace elites, whether they participated in the war with Ling Dong or not, already regarded Ling Dong as an object of worship and someone they wanted to protect.
At the same moment, Ji Yuanbai and ten injured warriors were supporting Ling Dong and arrived at the door of the meeting hall. The sharp sound had penetrated into everyone's ears, Ling Dong's ears.
"Ping Miao, Jin Fu, Cheng Dongyuan want to disobey, do you also want to disobey? We are sealing off Yangkou City, setting up a security circle, and searching for any suspicious people who pass by. This is an urgent special order from the Supervision Headquarters!"
The sharp and somewhat familiar tone made Ling Dong frown, but the words that followed shocked Ling Dong's heart!
The senior officials of Tianwu Palace actually had an order to seal off the city and set up formations to interrogate anyone who passed by? And this order was very consistent with the tone of the Great Sun Palace and the Building of Life and Death who set up gates to interrogate them!
What happened?
How could they actually get the senior officials of Tianwu Palace, Da Sun Palace, and Life and Death Building to give the same order?
Instinctively, Ling Dong felt that there was something strange and something wrong in this, but for a while, he couldn't find it.
"Come in!" Ling Dong spat out one word.
Just when Ji Yuanbai opened the door of the meeting hall, thousands of miles away in the old house of the Ying family in Yingjia Town, where the Ying family is located in Changzhou, hundreds of warriors who had fled back gathered the patriarch of the Ying family who was in charge at this time and the guards on duty.
The faces of the two clan elders changed greatly in shock.
"What, Cong Lao and Xiang Rong were all killed in battle, and their souls were gone? How is this possible? Who did it?" The head of the Ying family was shocked, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Back to... the master of the house, you guys didn't know that the sky was filled with flames. When the kids found out, Mr. Cong and the deputy hall master disappeared one after another, without a trace anymore." A warrior said in embarrassment.
replied.
"Ah? Is it possible that you don't even know who your enemy is?"
"The master of the house... the young ones only know that he is from the Yangkou Branch of Tianwu Palace. The master's surname is Ling..."
The patriarch of the Ying family, with a trace of regret on his face, pondered for a long time, then drove back the defeated troops, and turned to discuss with the two clan elders: "Third Elder, Fourth Elder, how dare you go downstairs from the Yangkou branch of Tianwu Palace?"
If such a vicious hand is left unchecked, wouldn't it ruin the reputation of the Changzhou Ying family? Should we give them some color..."
"No."
The third elder shook his head firmly: "According to our ancestor's instructions, under this special situation, his orders will take priority in everything."
"This..." The patriarch looked at the two elders who had rarely been seen before, with hesitant eyes.
The two elders of the Ying family ignored the patriarch's hesitant expression, but gave a straightforward order: "Order Lao Wu to personally lead a group of troops, and then a group of defeated troops, and after questioning, go to Xilou City!
That matter must not be delayed!"
"Clan leader, you go to the Sun Palace immediately and tell Xiang Rong that he has something important to do. You will temporarily take over the position of deputy palace master. There is something unusual in Changzhou. The sooner the Sun Palace knows about it, the better!"
"Third Elder, doing this will not do any good to our Ying family..." The head of the Ying family couldn't help but say.
The face of the third elder suddenly became solemn: "This is the order of our ancestors. You just need to remember that this incident is a great opportunity that our Ying family only has once in a thousand years. Maybe...
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ps: Although it is very late, the second update was successfully sent.
Next, we should be able to stably update the time of the first break. In the past few days, there have been one update for a few days. It stands to reason that Zhu San should make up for the brothers.
But Zhu San didn't dare to make this promise. Zhu San could only say that he was trying his best! After writing more than 3.4 million words, it became increasingly difficult to write. There were too many things to consider.
Before he had over one million words, Zhu San could write one chapter in two hours, and sometimes he could even write three chapters in five hours. But after two million words, he could write one chapter every three hours. Sometimes even more.
I thought hard for hours before writing.
If Zhu San makes a bold promise now, it will only be watershed. For a battle, Zhu San can end it in one chapter, or he can write four or five chapters.
It's just that Zhu San doesn't want to do this. Zhu San just wants to strive to make every chapter meaningful, plotted, and promote the plot, not just a battle scene where many brothers pass by at a glance.
Thank you again brothers for your long-term support of Zhu San, I love you!
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