The beauty of autumn is rational. It is not as charming as spring, as hot as summer, or as subtle as winter.
At night, the sky is high and the dew is thick, and a crescent moon hangs quietly in the southwest sky. The cold moonlight shines on the earth, it is so dim, but the stars in the Milky Way become more and more brilliant.
It was still that paradise where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant. A young man in white clothes stood with his hands behind his hands, looking up at the moonlight in the sky. There, there was silver light blooming, pouring down to all the seven realms.
As a burst of dense footsteps sounded, hundreds of warriors with powerful auras came behind them, their bodies standing straight, and no noise was heard.
"Master Jun Mo, the old slave has brought them here!" An old man with a terrifying aura came out of the crowd, bowed slightly to the young man, and reported.
The young man in white turned around. Anyone who saw him for the first time would definitely be shocked and suffocated by that face. Because this face should not appear on a man's face at all.
This is a flawless face, with a charming sheen in the sharp and cold face; a high nose and beautiful lips, all showing nobility and elegance.
Jun Mo glanced over hundreds of people and nodded secretly, feeling quite satisfied with everyone's strength.
He opened his lips slightly and asked softly: "Do you have confidence in the Holy Land of Heaven?"
The silent crowd was filled with enthusiasm, and suddenly a burst of shouts resounded throughout the secret realm.
"When a young master is born, who can compete with him?"
"When a young master is born, who can compete with him?"
"When a young master is born, who can compete with him?"
Jun Mo nodded with a smile, and there was an air of kingly presence in the air: "Remember, in addition to competing for opportunities, our main target this time is the Gods!"
"Yes!" Everyone agreed with a roar.
The old man's eyes moved slightly, remembering something, and said respectfully: "Young Master, it is said that Jun Tianxiao of the Flame Demon Clan has long threatened that when he sees the Young Master, he will fight to lead the younger generation of the Demon Clan."
"Haha!" Jun Mo chuckled, "Jun Tian's smile is nothing to be afraid of. Even if short-sighted people like me win over me, Jun Mo, what will happen?"
"Yes! This old slave is worrying too much."
At this moment, the silver light in the sky above the secret realm was strong, like a moonlight spreading down from the nine heavens, covering the empty space in front of it.
Everyone looked excited, holding a silver token in their hands and looking at Jun Mo in front of them.
Jun Mo looked calm and took the lead to step into the center of the silver light, followed closely by the others.
"Sir, if there is no old slave around, you must be more careful!" the old man shouted from outside, with worry on his face.
"Don't worry, the strongest cultivation within the Holy Sky Vault is also the Void Realm, and no one has been able to defeat me." Jun Mo turned around and smiled back at the old man who had followed him for many years.
After a while, the silver light became brighter and brighter, until the people inside could not be seen clearly. Then the light flashed and hundreds of people disappeared out of thin air.
The old man raised his head, looked at the southwest sky, and murmured: "Master Jun Mo will definitely lead our clan back to glory and dominate the world!"
In another secret realm, in the Flame Demon Tribe shrouded by the moonlight, Jun Tianxiao, with a strange face and long fiery red hair shawl, looked at the hundreds of people around him, with anticipation surging in his chest: "Jun Mo, this time I will see...
Wherever you hide, I will definitely compete with you."
Immediately, he thought of the young human men and women he had met on the Huangquan Road. He wondered if he could still see them in the Holy Land of Heaven.
At the gathering place of the Black Demon Clan, hundreds of warriors with powerful auras were bathed in the silver training. They looked at the light figure of the leader, and some of them were just in awe and admiration.
Qianying wears a black dress, her black hair is like lacquer, and her skin is like jade. She is also covered with a black silk scarf. However, the tenderness contained in those beautiful eyes has long since disappeared, and only two sharp sword-like eyes are left.
look.
Everyone only knew that after the young lady came back from the Valley of Lost Souls a year ago, she asked the princess for the highest skill in the clan, and then she could not come out of seclusion.
After that, almost every other month, news came out that the young lady had advanced. In just one year, she actually broke through from the Sea Transformation Realm to the Void Realm.
This speed of cultivation was beyond anyone's expectation. At the same time, they also had doubts in their hearts: Since the young lady has such a terrifying talent, why didn't she study the Zhen clan's classics earlier?
When they saw the young lady again, it was a few days ago. They found that in addition to her terrifying cultivation, the young lady's temper had also become violent. She was no longer as gentle and humble as before. If she wasn't careful, she would have a strong murderous intention.
It spread out from her body.
Moreover, for this trip to the Holy Land of Heaven, I don’t know what the princess’s motives were for actually giving her the right to lead the team. The Black Demon Clan has a strict hierarchy and strict discipline. Although everyone was puzzled, they didn’t ask any more questions.
, anyway, you will not go wrong if you follow the lady’s instructions in everything.
Not long after, as the soul-chilling "go" command from the masked woman in black sounded, everyone sacrificed their tokens and disappeared.
In addition to the demons, the major human forces and the location of the hidden family are all playing out the same scene. The geniuses of each force come out together, leading a group of great masters of the void realm to compete for opportunities in the legendary Vault of Heaven Holy Realm.
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Great Wilderness Mountains, Absolute God Alliance!
The silver horse descended on the huge square in front of the Emerald Valley, and Zhong Zihao and others were saying goodbye to everyone.
On this trip to the Holy Realm, except for the surviving ancestors of the major super sects in the original Luo Yuan Domain, all the secrets of the Jueshen Alliance were revealed. Even Xia Danming, the master of the Dan Pavilion, Ling Yunqing, the master of the Instrument Palace, and Qiu Luo, the master of the Law Enforcement Palace, all
Going together has left the alliance's high-level combat power empty.
Therefore, when the Emerald Valley was handed over to Xiao Yuan, Zhong Zihao was still uneasy. This was not because he had doubts about the former's strength, but because the guy had been very out of tune recently, hanging out with Lao CaiTou all day long.
Study their so-called treasures.
In fact, after they entered the Vault of Heaven Holy Realm, the old immortal came out of the valley many times, and after finding Lao Cai's head, he brought trouble to the world and used all possible methods of deception and abduction, which caused several anecdotes.
Fortunately, no major disaster occurred, otherwise Zhong Zihao and others would not have a place to cry when they returned to the valley. Of course, these are things for later and will not be mentioned here.
"Old immortal, the lives of countless people in Emerald Valley are in your hands, don't be crazy again." Zhong Zihao warned.
"Don't worry, with me here, how can Xiaoxiao dare to come and cause trouble? Go, go, get some more treasures later to honor your cousin." Xiao Yuan was extremely impatient. Why did he find out today that this boy is also the son of my mother-in-law?
Lie Kong and Hua Xuwu laughed when they saw this. They came here the day before, and they didn't know how they were practicing, but they were both nearing the late stage of the Void Realm.
Qiu Luo's eyes were blazing. The importance of the Heavenly Vault Holy Realm was more important to him than to others, that is, only by cultivating to the Immortal Realm could his broken arm be repaired.
Nangong Yizhi told Huang Quan not to cause trouble in the Emerald Valley and to practice well until he came back.
Zhong Zihan listened to his mother Mei Yunyi's words of concern and reluctantly said goodbye to his parents.
With great difficulty, Zhong Zihao was able to calm down the nagging little medical fairy.
Then, he cast a reassuring look at his father Zhong Tiancheng and his mother Lian Cuirou, and then cast his gaze on his apprentice Chang Sheng beside him, saying: "I hope that when I see you again, your cultivation will reach the late stage of Tianji Realm.
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"Don't worry, Brother Zhong, I am confident that I will reach this state ahead of schedule." Chang Sheng held his head high and said firmly.
"We are waiting for your triumphant return!" Zhong Zixuan, Zhou Rui, Zhong Zitao, Zhong Ziwen and other juniors of the Zhong family all looked eagerly at the legend in their hearts and shouted in unison.
Chen Liling snuggled next to Lian Cuirou, looked at Zhong Zihao, and then at Lu Yang, her eyes full of expectation and encouragement. On the other side, Lu Yang looked at this scene and just kept giggling.
Peng Yusi looked at Peng Jingshan with worry in her eyes, but she said nothing. The father and daughter have not officially recognized each other until now.
"Everyone! Wait for us to come back!"
Zhong Zihao clasped his fists, turned around immediately, and held out a silver token: "Let's go!"
Everyone nodded, and tokens appeared in their hands one after another. The light merged with the silver light falling from the sky, gradually covering up the figures...