The eldest son of the Wang family lay on the ground and twitched for a long time before he regained his strength.
Fortunately, this red fire thunder did not cause any harm to him, but the pain it caused was enough for him to remember for a lifetime.
The anger in Prince Wang's heart became even more intense. After all, they were the first-line family in the Ruomu Territory. When had they ever suffered a bad loss?
He deliberately wanted to ask Luo Zheng for a theory, but was directly stopped by Mo Po'er.
"My name, Sword God City, is responsible for this matter. If you want to blame me, it can only be blamed on the omissions in this magic circle," Mo Po'er said calmly.
Facing the acting city lord, Second Young Master Wang was also very helpless. He only glared at Luo Zheng bitterly before turning his head.
After sending away the two young masters of the Wang family, Mo Po'er said to Luo Zheng with a smile: "Congratulations, you have become the first true god to win all the swords in the history of the famous Sword God City."
"Is there any reward?" Luo Zheng stared at Mo Po'er and asked.
"Hehe," Mo Po'er's face showed an expression of success, "Of course there is no reward, but it means that you will go further on Ruomu! But... I will send a letter to me.
As your recommender, I believe the elders of the Sword Clan will pay special attention to you..."
After hearing this, Luo Zheng was not disappointed.
In the environment he is in, he must seize every opportunity.
"Then can I climb Ruomu now?" Luo Zheng looked at Ximen not far away.
Mo Po'er took advantage of the situation and moved out of the way, stretched out his arms and said, "Please!"
"Rumble..."
The west door was opened a crack by one of the white-robed true gods.
After Luo Zheng nodded to Mo Po'er and Mo Dian, he walked towards the west gate...
"Why don't the city lord explore his origin and identity?" Looking at Luo Zheng's disappearing back, Mo Dian had a look of confusion on his face.
Mo Po'er smiled slightly and then said: "A guy like this is destined to have an extraordinary origin. I bet that he is probably the direct descendant of a certain saint, or at least... the descendant of the Lesser Saint."
"The descendant of the saint and the sub-sage," Dian Lao was a little puzzled, "If so, why didn't he come directly through the floating island? Going through the floating island of our Sword Clan saves so much trouble..."
"It's hard to say," Mo Po'er shook his head and speculated: "Not all saints are on the floating island. Maybe he also has something unspeakable. When the screening is over, I will naturally go and take a look."
After passing through the gate of Famous Sword God City.
There was a wide coastline in front of Luo Zheng. Some unnamed seabirds were inhabiting the tidal flats. Probably due to the lack of natural enemies, they did not hide after seeing Luo Zheng.
A thousand-foot-wide rhizome stretches to the seaside. This rhizome stretches across like the claws of a giant beast, as if it is a road leading to the sky.
After observing for a while, Luo Zheng walked towards this rhizome.
The moment Luo Zheng stepped on this rhizome, he felt an extremely rich breath of life. This breath could contain almost all things and even infect all the creatures on the tree.
This rhizome stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles, and when you look at it, you can't see the end at a glance.
"We need to speed up..."
Then he sped up and ran forward.
When Luo Zheng touched the huge Ruomu, a gentle rhythm passed along his feet.
This rhythm keeps moving forward, like the tendons of the human body, spreading towards one of Ruomu's branches. After turning a corner in this branch, this rhythm converges on Ruomu's sub-trunk.
superior.
It continues to spread along the secondary trunk, and finally reaches Ruomu's main pole!
In one breath, this rhythm spreads 70 million miles...
In the center of Ruomu's main pole, there is a tree hole that is thousands of feet wide. Deep in the tree hole, a skeleton is sitting in it holding a gray long sword.
The moment that trace of rhythm came in, a faint light suddenly appeared in the empty eye sockets of the skeleton.
This light only existed for a moment and then dissipated...
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To the north of the Famous Sword God City, there is the Sword Forging God City 130,000 miles away.
In front of the magic circle used to screen the true gods, the true gods also lined up in a long queue, and because of the convenient location and transportation of the Sword Forging Divine City, the number of true gods here is naturally more!
Today, most of the true gods have a look of awe on their faces.
Taking part in the assessment in the magic circle was a girl wearing purple clothes.
The girl stood slightly on her tiptoes, walking slowly through the magic circle with an extremely light gait, and sixteen true spirit swords were already suspended beside her!
The girl's performance is indeed very stunning, especially her beautiful figure and appearance. Any true god cannot help but take a few more glances.
But it was not her that these true gods feared, but a young man standing beside the magic circle.
"The majestic Dzogchen True God actually brings people to participate in the screening. It makes no sense!"
"That girl doll is also very powerful. She picked up sixteen true meaning swords in a short time!"
"Shh... do you know who he is?"
"It is said that he is the controller of Buzhou Lingshan, Yu Taibai!"
Yu Taibai looked at Luo Yan in the magic circle calmly, with a hint of emotion in his heart.
Within a few years, she had completely transformed, and her performance was far beyond his expectations.
After a while, Luo Yan got seventeen true spirit swords.
With a smile on her beautiful and unparalleled face, she walked out of the magic circle.
"Buzz buzz..."
The seventeen true spirit swords surrounding her then slowly returned to their positions.
"Passed!"
With a relaxed look on her face, Luo Yan jumped up and down and came to Yu Taibai.
"Do you still have some energy left?" Yu Taibai asked with a smile.
Luo Yan tilted her head and thought for a while, curled her lips and said, "Well, I should be able to get all the remaining swords, but I have to suffer a little..."
Hearing this, the true gods who were still waiting in line suddenly had black lines on their heads.
Yu Taibai just smiled slightly, knowing that Luo Yan was telling the truth.
"Elder brother, you promise that brother will definitely come!" Luo Yan stared at Yu Taibai and said seriously.
Yu Taibai turned his head and looked at the slowly opening door. Ruomu's huge rhizome appeared in front of him, "It will definitely come. Maybe he has already climbed onto Ruomu..."
"Then go quickly!"
Luo Yan rushed out of the gate like a nimble little rabbit.
Yu Taibai's face showed a trace of worry.
Luo Zheng did not arrive at Buzhou Lingshan, which suddenly disrupted Yu Taibai's layout.
Luo Zheng failed to understand what the master left behind, and now all the pressure will fall on Luo Yan.
It's like playing chess, sometimes one move is wrong, every move is wrong, especially when the master's situation is already not optimistic, and there is no room for even the slightest mistake.
Even if Yu Taibai can calculate all things through Dayan Shinto, he still can't find any clues.
This time the Sword Clan is holding a Taoist battle, there is no room for error...