How could he not know what these two people were planning? It was just to establish a good relationship with him and win some benefits for the sect. A strong man was very important to a sect. Perhaps, one day,
, one word can save your sect.
Just like Lingyun Auction House, waiting for Yang Huang to grow up.
"Tianxuan will change, become stronger as soon as possible!" Devouring Spirit looked at a flower with a strange luster in his hand. This flower was the cause of this incident, the twin flower.
This is what he prepared for Yang Huang. Although he has never been by Yang Huang's side, he is always paying attention to his news and paving the way for him.
Not long after, the Devouring Soul also took everyone away. When he returned to Jueming Cliff, he also brought back thirteen flying eagles. These thirteen flying eagles alone are equivalent to thirteen beings in the Mortal Realm.
There are also Guiyun and Liu Zongyuan in Juemingya, plus Yang Huang.
The undisclosed Xingming Palace already has sixteen powerful people in the Mortal Realm. The backbone strength is not weaker than any other force, and the top combat power is unmatched. Who in the huge Sifang Domain can compare with the Devouring Souls?
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On the other side, when the battle between Lingyun Auction House and the Tianjian Sect was in full swing, the master of the Shahu Sect, Sha Hu, appeared with a group of tiger and wolf masters and besieged the Tianjian Sect.
On that day, Jueming Cliff flowed with blood, and even on the street one could smell the disgusting smell of blood. In the end, Tianjian Sect was defeated, and no one survived. Lingyun Auction House and Shahumen became the well-deserved Jueming
Ya Yiba.
Not long after Devouring Soul and others returned to Jueming Cliff, Butcher and Shahu came to visit Devouring Soul.
After waiting outside for a full hour, the two overlords of Jueming Cliff failed to enter the ordinary courtyard. With just a few puppets in the sea level, they could not resist their pace. However, they did not dare to force their way in, knowing that
After hearing the Qianzhang Peak incident, the two of them were filled with awe of the mysterious ghost-eater.
However, just when the two of them were disappointed and thought that they could not see the Devouring Spirit, the door of the courtyard opened. Not long after they entered, they came out. They were both happy and sad, but they did not say anything and each returned to the sect.
Within a few days, the two forces led a group of experts to the southern region. It is said that they caused another massacre. In the entire Jiuhua Mountain, no one except the old, weak, women and children survived.
Since that time, this ordinary courtyard seemed to have some kind of strange charm. People came to visit it continuously, but they were rejected without exception.
Among them, there were even overlords from the other three domains, but without exception, they were all turned away.
Despite this, Ming Pavilion is still in Jueming Cliff, and even the entire southern region has been shrouded in a mysterious veil. The less clear it is, the more I want to know. Ming Pavilion is the name of this courtyard. I don’t know how it appeared.
Everyone only knew that the next day, two big characters were written in front of the door: Ming Pavilion.
There is an endless stream of people here every day, but since the last time they opened the doors for Lingyun Auction House and Shahumen, the doors here have never been opened again.
Until this day!
The sun is shining and the wind is getting warm!
Half a month has passed since the last battle at Qianzhang Peak, but few people have forgotten it, and the trend is getting worse.
On this day, the Ming Pavilion was as usual. There was a lot of people around, but no one came forward. Everyone knew that it was almost impossible to open the Ming Pavilion.
At this moment, a young man in white clothes slowly walked towards Ming Pavilion. To be precise, he could not be called white clothes anymore. He had not washed himself for a long time. His white clothes were covered with dust and his long messy hair covered up his appearance.
He looked like a young man.
If you see his face, someone will definitely recognize that this is Yang Huang, who has been very popular recently. The most popular person in the entire Sifang Territory now is Yang Huang, and Yang Huang's portrait has also been circulated.
"Haha, young man, you can't enter this door!"
"That's right. There are so many powerful people, but only a few can get in. Who do you think you are? How can you possibly get in?"
The people around realized Yang Huang's intention and said with ridicule that many forces in the Sifang Region, even Zuixian Tower, Peach Blossom Valley, Diamond Temple and others, could not get in. A person with a cultivation level of only the ninth level of Tonghai Realm actually tried to get in, Tianfang
Night story.
"Why can't we enter?" Yang Huang frowned slightly, he had not set such a rule.
"No reason!"
"Just because this place is called Ming Pavilion!"
After everyone finished speaking, they ignored Yang Huang. They did not believe that a random kid could enter the mysterious Ming Pavilion.
After hearing what these people said, the corner of Yang Huang's mouth twitched, and then he shook his head. With a wry smile, he turned around and walked among them.
"This kid doesn't want to live anymore, he actually wants to force his way in!"
Seeing Yang Huang preparing to open the door, everyone sneered, as if they had seen Yang Huang being beaten out or even killed.
"Creak!" With a sound, the door was opened, not by Yang Huang, but from inside.
A young girl appeared from inside, it was Tianyu. The moment she saw Yang Huang, she recognized her and exclaimed: "Yang Huang!"
What! Yang Huang? Everyone outside the door widened their eyes. This person was actually Yang Huang. Then he had mocked him earlier for not being able to get in. Wasn't he a slap in the face? For a moment, everyone felt their faces burning.
“I didn’t expect this place to be so famous!”
In the Ming Pavilion, Yang Huang looked at the twelve people in front of him and sighed. At first, he thought he had gone to the wrong place. He looked at it several times before confirming that this was where he and others lived.
"It's not because of you!" Tian Yu was also happy. Yang Huang had disappeared since the battle at Qianzhang Peak. They originally wanted to look for him, but were stopped by the Devouring Spirits, saying that Yang Huang was fine.
The Devouring Souls all said that Yang Huang was fine, so everyone was naturally relieved. While preparing for the Xingming Palace, they were waiting for Yang Huang to come back.
"Haha, now that your great revenge has been avenged, it's time to develop our own power." Liu Zongyuan laughed. He also knew about Yang Huang's affairs at Qianzhang Peak, and couldn't help but secretly sigh that his choice was not wrong.
A few months ago, he was just a disciple of the Tonghai Realm. If he hadn't met Yang Huang, he might still be at the Tonghai Realm and would not be able to break through to the Mortal Transformation Realm.
"A month and a half!" Yang Huang's eyes flashed. He already knew that Xingming Palace was established in a month and a half. Now the power has taken a prototype. What is missing is masters and fresh blood.
With two masters of the Mortal Realm, plus three of them, this little power would not have been possible without the support of the Devouring Souls. Fortunately, the existence of the Devouring Souls bought Yang Huang time, allowing him to continue refining the Mortal Transformation.
Dan, over a period of time, he created a group of masters in the Mortal Realm, thus truly establishing a firm foothold.
Liu Zongyuan and others chatted with Yang Huang for a while and then left, saying they were going to prepare for the Xingming Palace. In fact, they were leaving space for Tianyu, Yang Huang, and Wen Qing to be alone. Yuwen Fengtian also left in a sensible manner.
For a time, only three people were left in the lively hall just now, and the atmosphere slowly became ambiguous.
"I've made you suffer!" Yang Huang stood up and gently stroked their long hair. Although he had always remembered the two girls in his heart, he suffered from lack of time.
The great revenge was not avenged before, so I didn't dare to promise anything to the two of them. Now that the great revenge has been avenged, the Xingming Palace is about to be established, and there are still a lot of things to prepare for.
"Bad guy, just keep our two sisters in mind!" Tian Yu, Wen Qing and the two looked at each other and said the same thing. Then, as if they had made an appointment, they rushed into Yang Huang's chest, one on the left and the other on the right.
Tian Yu has known Yang Huang since the Misty Realm. The two of them seemed to be happy enemies, one disliked the other, and finally fell in love with each other. Although Wen Qing has not known Yang Huang as long as Tian Yu, they have experienced many lives and deaths with Yang Huang.
Yang Huang has already occupied an indispensable position in his heart.
"When I am strong, I will marry you!" Yang Huang secretly thought in his heart, thinking that he owed a lot to the two girls.
Just as he was thinking this, he felt the two bodies twisting in his arms, which made Yang Huang's heart feel like a cat's paw, and he felt unbearably itchy. Looking down, the two women had already blushed to the base of their necks, and they buried their faces directly in it.
Yang Huang's chest made Yang Huang feel like a kiss.
Last time, he hugged the two girls and slept all night without doing anything. Now the situation is different. The great revenge has been avenged. If he doesn't take these two little goblins in now, he will wait until later.
"Cough cough cough!"
Just when Yang Huang's hands were about to rest on Tian Yu's shoulders, an untimely cough sounded, which made Yang Huang's heart tremble, as if he had been caught doing something bad.
"Mr. Ling, can you please come in and say hello next time? My heart is not good!" Yang Huang shook his head and smiled bitterly. The moment he heard the coughing sound, he knew that the Devourer of Souls was coming.
I thought to myself, luckily I didn't take any further action, otherwise I wouldn't have been so embarrassed! I nodded apologetically to the two people in my arms who were blushing and even a little angry.
The two girls immediately stood up and walked out. When they passed by Soul Eater, they all snorted coldly, which made Soul Eater smile bitterly, but there was nothing they could do. One of them was his apprentice, so what could he do.
"It's okay to say what Mr. Ling has to say!" After the two left, Yang Huang turned to look at the Devouring Spirit. He knew that the Devouring Spirit usually wouldn't come to him when nothing happened. Now that he came here, something must have happened.
"When do you plan to gather the clones?" The Devouring Spirit retracted his wry smile and said in a serious tone. The clones are naturally twin flowers. He knew before that Lingyun Auction House had no need for twin flowers and gave them to him directly.
In fact, now, it is no longer a matter of Lingyun Auction House giving it away or not. With a super master like Devouring Soul, they would not dare to give it to them, not to mention that they had originally planned to give it to Yang Huang.
"The sooner the better!" Yang Huang's eyes burst out with a burst of bright light. It can save one more life. Naturally, the sooner the better for this kind of thing, lest things change later.
"Okay, prepare a lot of black stones, the more the better!" The Devouring Spirit warned, and a burst of red light flashed before disappearing without a trace. Yang Huang was so envious of such magical powers that he could only secretly encourage himself to speed up his practice.
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After Soul Devourer left, Yang Huang went to Guiyun and took all the mysterious stones during this period. In addition to what Yang Huang had, it was a full two million mysterious stones. However, Yang Huang still
It's too little. If he uses it alone, these black stones will naturally be enough. But after a month and a half, it will no longer be him alone, but a sect.