The third Thousand six hundred and fortieth chapters are united
In the eyes of the God Lord, Gong Qilue and Ni Si's cultivation and combat power are much stronger than the guy who just advanced to Potian.
But if these two people enter the starry sky and face the native creatures that break the sky, they will definitely suffer a big loss.
"God Lord Jinyu, you don't have to worry so much! I have my own considerations on this matter! When your Jinyu Starry Sky Army enters the Panyou Starry Sky, I will lend you my divine weapon, and then you will kill the sky-shattering weapon for me.
The native creatures will be fine!"
"You know, my artifact level has reached the peak of the second level of breaking the sky..." Gong Qi said lightly.
"What? It's actually a second-level divine weapon that breaks the sky!" The Lord of God was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said gratefully: "If Lord Gong is really willing to lend me the divine weapon, I, Jinyu Xingkong, will definitely win!"
Lord Jinyu is very confident. He himself is a strong man who is infinitely close to breaking through the sky. Coupled with the second-level artifact of breaking through the sky, it is actually more than enough to kill a monk who has just broken through the sky.
"As long as God Lord Jinyu can do what he promised me, I will naturally help him with all his strength!" Gong Qi said with a slight smile.
"Don't worry, Mr. Gong, your matter is my matter, and I will definitely take care of it!"
The Lord God knelt on one knee, his eyes full of piety.
"Haha, with what you said, Lord Jinyu, that's enough! Let's go, take me to see your large teleportation array now! Although I have not refined the array, but when I was in the Hundred Realms Outside the Boundary, I saw
I have gone through the process of refining the formation with many formation masters, so I may be able to see some of the flaws in your formation and give you some suggestions!" Gong Qilue laughed.
"Master Gong, follow me!"
Lord Jinyu stood up and respectfully led Gong Qilue deeper.
"Oh, by the way, this good-for-nothing escaped from battle. I think it's a serious violation of military discipline and should be executed!"
Gong Qi took a few steps, but the corner of his eye fell on Cur Yan, who was still in a daze, and he said calmly.
"That's what Master Gong said!"
Lord Jinyu nodded, and then said coldly: "Come here, drag Cur Yan down and kill him directly!"
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Five years later, in the Long family residence, Zhuo Wen was sitting on the futon in the center of the room, with green light surging between his eyebrows.
This green light was beating like an elf, and then suddenly, the green light rushed out from the center of the eyebrows, and then turned into blossoming green lotuses.
These green lotuses were not big, only about the size of a pupil, and they poured out densely, filling Zhuo Wen's room.
"After five years of deduction, I think it's time to try Wanlian Unification!"
Zhuo Wen calmly looked at the thousands of green lotuses suspended in mid-air, took a deep breath, and began to mobilize these green lotuses with the huge power of his soul, constantly approaching and merging with each other.
As the green lotus continued to merge, a huge shadow of the green lotus gradually appeared above Zhuo Wen's head.
Zhuo Wen's face became increasingly pale, and cold sweat had already appeared on his forehead and back.
He didn't expect that the process of Qinglian's fusion would be so painful.
This kind of pain is not physical pain, but mental and soul pain.
It was as if his soul was burning on a raging fire. The pain was indescribable.
Zhuo Wen said nothing and suffered silently, while his soul was desperately trying to merge with the surrounding Qinglian.
As the green lotus continued to merge, the shadow of the green lotus above Zhuo Wen's head also gradually solidified.
After three hours passed, Zhuo Wen fell to the ground. He finally completely integrated the last green lotus into it.
But at the same time, Zhuo Wen also passed out.
This kind of pain in the soul and soul was so severe that even though Zhuo Wen was determined, he fainted from the pain.
When Zhuo Wen passed out, the huge green lotus formed by the unification of thousands of lotuses was quietly suspended above Zhuo Wen.
I saw this huge green lotus blooming slowly in mid-air.
When the green lotus is completely opened, a cluster of green flames burns quietly in the center of the green lotus.
This cluster of green flames floated out slowly, and then entered the depths of Zhuo Wen's eyebrows.
And when the green flames left, the huge green lotus in full bloom began to wither and dim, and eventually disappeared.
And after the cluster of blue flames entered Zhuo Wen's soul, it caused a sea of blue fire, covering the entire soul.
However, this blue sea of fire is not to destroy the soul, but to transform the soul.
In the blazing blue sea of fire, Zhuo Wen's soul was rapidly transforming and evolving.
Finally, an extremely terrifying aura burst out from Zhuo Wenmei's heart.
This aura is invisible and qualityless, but in the pavilion where Zhuo Wen is located, with an unknown radius of many kilometers, all living creatures feel as if their souls have been severely tugged.
It was as if there was some kind of invisible big hand holding their souls and rubbing them constantly, making them very uncomfortable.
Everyone in the Long family felt this throbbing in their souls. They came out one after another and looked at the pavilion where Zhuo Wen was involuntarily.
However, there is one room in the Long family that is an exception, and that is Mo Yan Wushang's room.
Only Mo Yan Wushang's room was quiet, and no one came out of it, as if he didn't feel the sudden throbbing of his soul.
"What a powerful fluctuation in the soul! It seems that my husband's soul has made new progress!"
With the support of Feng Xiyao, Mu Chenxue came out of the main hall, looked in the direction of the room where Zhuo Wen was, and murmured in a low voice.
Now Mu Chenxue's belly bulge has become more and more obvious, but it still can't hide her beautiful face and graceful figure.
"It's true that Zhuo Wen has come out less and less to accompany you recently. He is in seclusion every day!" Feng Xiyao complained a little.
Mu Chenxue smiled and said: "Mother-in-law, don't blame me! Jinyu Xingkong's army doesn't know when it will invade. My husband is also very worried, so he practices so hard! He does it all for our family.
ah!"
Feng Xiyao said kindly: "My family Chen Xue is still sensible. The fact that Wen'er married you is really a blessing from his previous life! I am also afraid that he is too tired. I am not blaming him, but complaining
He doesn’t know how to cherish his body!”
Mu Chenxue smiled slightly and looked at Zhuo Wen's pavilion with beautiful eyes, not intending to disturb Zhuo Wen.
She knew that if Zhuo Wen came out of confinement, he would naturally notify them.
Now that they have not been notified, they will naturally not disturb Zhuo Wen to avoid distracting Zhuo Wen.
Three days later, Zhuo Wen slowly opened his eyes, sat up, and put his right hand on his forehead.
To this day, his head still hurts, and he feels like he has been hit by someone.
"Huh? My soul has broken through?"
Zhuo Wen soon noticed that his soul was much stronger than before.
However, when he focused all his attention on the soul, he was suddenly stunned. In the soul, he saw an unexpected scene...