At this time, it had been half a month since Yang Ming solved the star core fragmentation crisis. He had been thinking about the situation of the Chaos Dragon in the Dragon Pool Secret Realm and which party was in charge of the body.
But half a month has passed, and there is still no movement in the secret realm. Yang Ming also went in to check, and there was deathly silence inside. The Chaos Dragon was lying motionless in the dragon blood pool. If the breath of life hadn't been growing stronger, Yang Ming would have thought that its resurrection had failed.
In the Kowloon Alliance, after half a month, the negative impact of the falling star core fragments on the Kowloon Alliance and the Kowloon Academy has been eliminated. The damage to the reputation and reputation cannot be restored in a short time, so the Kowloon Alliance's
The upper management can only offer as favorable conditions as possible to recover lost talents and recruit new talents.
"Leader, in the past half month, our Kowloon Alliance has recovered about 50% of its personnel. It is estimated that it will be difficult for the rest to come back. They all lost their loved ones and children in the meteorite disaster and are determined to leave Kowloon.
Alliance." Jiang Yuan looked at the data reported by his subordinates, frowned and reported to Yang Ming.
"Thank you, Mr. Jiang. Those members whose sons and daughters died in the incident, although our Kowloon Alliance did not cause them to lose their sons and daughters, we should compensate them as much as possible out of humanitarianism. As for the lack of talents caused by the incident, I would like to ask,
How is the quality of the newly recruited members?" Yang Ming asked calmly.
Yang Ming doesn't care how many members he loses, he only cares about the quality of the talents he replaces. He still understands the principle that a thousand-mile dike breaks in an ant nest. External problems are easy to solve, but if something goes wrong internally, it will be troublesome.
"Leader, I was about to tell you about this." Jiang Yuan opened the personnel list in his hand, and dozens of names were registered on it. These people were all masters who joined the Nine Dragons Alliance after the meteorite fell, but now they are missing.
Among them is the name of Pang Panghai.
"Leader, you asked us to keep an eye on the new members before, and something went wrong. Look at this list. The people registered on it are all people with black soul strength or above. The top seven people have white soul strength.
Now they are missing. If they all come together, their power will be comparable to that of a first-class sect." Jiang Yuan handed Yang Ming the list and said.
Yang Ming glanced at the list and said nothing. He was destined to leave Dorag and return to the universe. He couldn't do everything by himself, so he was waiting for Jiang Yuan's plan to deal with this matter.
"I have sent extra manpower to look for their traces. I hope they are not together. Otherwise, other than our Nine Dragons Alliance, there really won't be many forces that can resist them." Jiang Yuan said in a deep voice.
He also knew that these people were missing at this time, so they must have some conspiracy. Yang Ming was only the nominal leader of the alliance. It was Jiang Yuan who usually took charge and managed the Nine Dragons Alliance, so he could not rely too much on Yang Ming's strength.
Solve the problem.
"Mr. Jiang, let me remind you that these people all know the internal situation of the Kowloon League. If they do something in the name of the Kowloon League that damages the reputation of the Kowloon League, it will cause our newly restored reputation to be damaged again.
So you know what to do." Yang Ming looked at Jiang Yuan and said in a deep voice.
"Leader, I know what to do." Jiang Yuanjing was reminded by Yang Ming, with a trace of murderous intent in his eyes. He has been handling the affairs of the nine sects since they decided on the alliance. To say who works the most hard, it is the number one.
He is Jiang Yuan, and of course he will not let go of those who have harmed his years of hard work.
Three days later, there was finally news about Pang Panghai and others. As Yang Ming expected, they were using the title of the Kowloon Alliance to swindle. Several small forces had been deceived, and the number of their team had grown to hundreds.
.
After Jiang Yuan learned the news, he became furious and ordered ten supreme elders to dispatch to encircle and suppress this gang. Just when everyone thought that this matter was a sure thing, the result was shocking. Not only did the several supreme elders fail to annihilate this gang,
Instead, they were beaten back, and every Supreme Elder was seriously injured.
"What's going on? They only have seven people with the strength of white souls. I dispatched ten supreme elders. How could it fail?" Jiang Yuan was angry and frightened when he heard the situation reported by his subordinates. The ten people with the strength of white souls
Even the supreme elders could obliterate a first-rate force, but he suffered a huge loss at the hands of seven white soul traitors. How could he accept this result?
"Elder Jiang, it's not that our elders are too weak, but that there is something wrong with this group of people. I heard from their description that they suddenly felt weak during the battle and their magic energy collapsed, so they were defeated by this group of people." The person who came to report the situation.
He said quickly.
"My whole body is weak, my magic energy has collapsed? Is it poisoning?" Jiang Yuan frowned, this situation is very similar to the symptoms of poisoning.
"They are not poisoned." A voice sounded behind Jiang Yuan, and Yang Ming was seen walking slowly from outside, with a gloomy expression on his face.
"Leader!" Jiang Yuan and his subordinates saluted quickly. The former ordered his subordinates to leave, obviously not wanting the situation of the ten injured Supreme Elders to be leaked.
After watching his subordinates leave, Jiang Yuancai asked: "Leader, what did you mean by what you just said?"
"I just went to check on the conditions of the ten elders, and I didn't find any toxins in their bodies. Instead, I found this." Yang Ming raised his hand, and there was a wriggling black line in his palm, which completely fit the palm of his hand.
On the skin.
"What is this?" Jiang Yuan looked at the lines on the other person's palm, but couldn't find any relevant information in his mind and didn't know what it was.
"This thing is not life, nor is it a toxin. Instead, it is like a soul force. It has no feeling when attached to the body, and it moves on the body, so it has strong concealment."
"Then what does it do?" Jiang Yuan asked immediately.
"Feel it for yourself." Yang Ming put his palm with black lines on Jiang Yuan's hand, and the black lines appeared on Jiang Yuan's body. The latter found that he had no feeling or discomfort, and Yang Ming said again: "Please increase the size."
Try running the magic element."
Jiang Yuan followed the instructions and immediately increased the speed of the magic element, and something strange happened. Just like what the elders described, when the magic element reaches a certain level, you will feel weak all over. Forcibly condensing the magic element will cause
The magic element is dissipated and no skills can be used.
Yang Ming immediately used his spiritual power to remove the black lines adsorbed on Jiang Yuan's body. The black lines seemed to have no effect on Yang Ming.
After Hei Wen left, Jiang Yuan's strength gradually recovered. He had just been possessed by Hei Wen for a while, and half of his magic power was gone. One can imagine why the ten elders lost so miserably.
"Leader, what exactly are these black lines?" Jiang Yuan asked with lingering fear as he looked at the black lines that were constantly moving in Yang Ming's palm.
"I don't know very well, but I should be able to guess its origin. Do you still remember Meng Dijun, one of the nine monarchs of the Shen Sect? I guess this thing has something to do with her." Yang Ming looked at the black lines on the palm of his hand, not very sure.
He said, if it is really related to Emperor Meng, then it means that there are still remnants of the Shenzong clan surviving.
"Is it her? But didn't she already die in the decisive battle with Shenzong?" Jiang Yuan was awakened by Yang Ming's words from many years ago. Meng Dijun was a person of the same era as him, but the other party's cultivation method had always been different.
It's strange that most people don't approve of her cultivation method, which is why Meng Dijun was forced to join the Shenzong and seek asylum.
"Mr. Jiang, you said that her methods are weird. There is no guarantee that she will not leave a way out for herself." Yang Ming said calmly. If it is really the remnants of the Shen Sect, then he will kill all the remnants of the Shenzong.
"Then I will go immediately to investigate the true identities of these traitors." Jiang Yuan understood the seriousness of the matter and left in a hurry. He wanted to personally investigate the origins of these people.
On the other side, the defecting team headed by Pang Panghai and seven others were heading somewhere. Along the way, under the banner of the Kowloon Alliance, they burned, killed, looted, deceived and abducted. They looted countless powerful sects and their team became more and more powerful.
The new members have grown stronger and they have used some method to trick them into joining their team.
"Brother Dahai, do we really want to go find the Lord Monarch? After so many years, she still doesn't know whether she is dead or not?" A man as skinny as a monkey beside Dahai whispered. He is one of the Seven White Soul Powerhouses.
One of them is named Xie Chi.
"You're looking for death. You're talking about Your Majesty like that. If Your Majesty hadn't taken you in, you would have starved to death on the street." Pang Panghai hit Xie Zhe on the head and said angrily.
Pang Panghai, Xie Zhe, and the other five white soul demon warriors are actually blood brothers who are not related by blood. They are seven orphans taken in by Meng Dijun. Meng Dijun has never married, so he naturally has no heirs, but she occasionally
With his conscience still intact, he took in seven children and taught them the methods of cultivation. Now these seven are all white soul demon warriors. They joined the Nine Dragons Alliance in order to infiltrate and disintegrate the Nine Dragons Alliance from within.
"I'm just talking casually, do you want to be so serious?" Xie Zhue rubbed his head and said dissatisfied.
"Without Your Majesty, you wouldn't be who you are today. Remember this." Pang Panghai glanced at Xie Zhe and then said.
"You all, stop arguing. We are about to reach our destination. Speed up and don't be caught up by the Nine Dragons Alliance." An old man at the front of the team shouted. His name is Tang Yu, and he is the earliest orphan who followed Meng Dijun.
He is the eldest among the seven. Although he looks old, his actual age is only a hundred years old. Compared with Meng Dijun who is over a thousand years old, he is indeed a child.
"I know, brother."
As soon as Tang Ye spoke, the two people immediately became quiet. It seemed that the brothers respected Tang Ye as their eldest brother. The team followed the instructions and quickened their pace, and soon they arrived at a mountain.
"It's finally here. The seven of us will immediately form a formation and open the entrance!" Tang Yan ordered the team to stay in place, then formed a circle with the other six people, connected the magic elements of the seven people, and shot into the air. The space slowly
It split open and finally turned into a circular entrance.
"Let's go!" Tang Yan waved his hand, walked into the entrance first and disappeared...