After Ji Yao drank the water of life and recovered, Wu Chen realized that the person he saved was not a reserved and proud daughter of heaven at all, but a lawless little aunt.
"It's a trivial matter. Let me give you some guidance, and you'll be able to break through soon." Ji Yao put her hands on her hips, acting like a big sister.
"Ah hahaha, I'm laughing so hard, you can brag better than that guy Lu Yang." Wu Chen finally turned around and laughed heartily.
"Why are you lying to me? Aren't you a practitioner of halberd technique? This "Falling Sun Halberd Code" should be quite suitable." Ji Yao dismissed it, a stream of light flashed by, and a thin booklet appeared in Wu Chen's hand.
"This is the real "Falling Sun Halberd Code". It is one of Jingshi Mansion's sect-controlling books. If I practice, won't I be hunted down by people from your sect?" Wu Chen flipped through a few pages and said,
A look of shock on his face.
"Fool, if you don't tell me and I don't tell, who knows?"
"Am I not going to use it?"
"What do I care about you? Do you want to give me a word?"
"Uh... I'd better accept it as a reward for saving your life."
"Now that you have collected all your things, why don't you quickly follow me to the Vault of Heaven Holy Realm?"
"All right!"
…
In a hidden cave, the elders of the Jueshen Alliance were sitting cross-legged. They seemed to have experienced a great battle, their auras were unstable, and most of them were recovering from their injuries.
They are the top leaders of various sects in the Luoyuan Domain. Peng Jingshan, Shan Qiuyue, Lu Shuyi, Yun Bing, Yin Qianhe and others are gathered together. If you look closely, it seems that Baili Liangcai, the former head of the Sanjue Sect, is missing.
As everyone finished their work, Peng Jingshan was the first to wake up. Seeing that the breaths of these old friends around him gradually stabilized, his heart slowly relaxed.
"well!"
A sigh came from his mouth, as if he was feeling something.
"Master Peng Pavilion, why should we lament that people cannot be resurrected after death? Although Brother Baili left one step ahead of us, the inheritance of Sanjue Sect has not been cut off, but is getting stronger and stronger. What we old guys have to do,
I just want to improve my strength and hope to avenge Brother Baili one day."
After a long time, Mu Xuefeng's voice sounded.
"It's also our fault for being careless and not noticing it earlier and retreating in advance." Yin Qianhe woke up at the same time and said, "I just didn't expect that the fighting power of the group of gods is so terrifying. Among the younger generation, almost none of them are weaker than our cultivators.
for the existence of.”
"That's not all. The key is that they still have inherited magical powers. Once they are used, we can't resist them at all." Yun Bing, the great elder of Tingyu Pavilion, answered.
"Head Baili's revenge must be avenged, but we have to consider this matter in the long term!" Shan Qiuyue opened her beautiful eyes, feeling as much as the others in front of her.
"Has everyone recovered?" Peng Jingshan glanced at everyone and asked.
"Master Peng Pavilion, we are all fine, what are your plans?" Lu Shuyi said softly.
"What other plans can we have? We should continue to practice. We can't let the juniors come to the rescue every time." Peng Jingshan's tone was a little heavy, and everyone nodded after hearing this.
"I didn't expect that Luo Wuhen would pass by and help us!" Yin Qianhe sighed with a hint of silence in his voice.
It's the same for everyone. Of course they are willing to see the juniors' strength improve by leaps and bounds, but when they realize the gap between themselves and them, their moods will become complicated, and no one wants to hold back.
"Well, Luo Wuhen showed up this time, and his aura was much stronger. It seems that he got a good opportunity." Mu Xuefeng also agreed with Peng Jingshan's decision.
"And that young man with long fiery red hair, the one who calls himself the Fire Demon Clan, how could he help us?" Shan Qiuyue suddenly asked about this topic, causing the crowd to become silent for a moment.
Because the Fire Demon Clan is a branch of the Demon Clan no matter what, the group of people joined the battle group without saying anything after arriving, and their targets were directly aimed at the God Clan, which was really puzzling to a few people.
In the end, Peng Jingshan's words still apply: "We can't figure out what is going on with the demons and gods. In this case, don't think too much. For now, we should continue to look for opportunities to strengthen ourselves!"
"good!"
Everyone stayed for a while, made some preparations, and left together!
…
Inside the furnace of heaven and earth, on the high platform at the top!
"Keng!"
A clear sword cry resounded throughout the audience, and a sword as smooth as a mirror roared out from the natural molten cave. There was a layer of dense air on its surface, and it floated in front of a black-robed man with cheers and cheers.
.
The man in black robes frowned slightly, then opened his eyes, and two rays of light flashed away. He raised his hand to explore, and the long sword with spirituality happily jumped into the wide palm.
"The God-Slaying Sword has finally advanced." The man murmured, and then his expression froze, and his eyes shone with an unbelievable light, "This... actually entered the middle level of the Saint Grade in one fell swoop!"
"Congratulations, leader!"
"Congratulations!"
Several voices sounded, interrupting Zhong Zihao's contemplation.
He turned around and saw Dugu Tianyu, Ling Yunqing and Liu Yuming looking at the Divine Sword with envy on their faces.
"How do you feel?" Zhong Zihao asked with his mind slightly moved.
"hey-hey!"
Liu Yuming kept giggling, but from the increasingly powerful aura on his body, it could be sensed that his cultivation had improved a lot.
"Great gains!" Dugu Tianyu said concisely and concisely.
"I got what I wanted!" Ling Yunqing said with a satisfied smile.
For some reason, Zhong Zihao seemed to see a kind of general trend in the world from his ordinary movements. This was something he had never had before. Could it be?
Just as he was about to ask, Ling Yunqing had already nodded slightly to him, confirming his guess.
Zhong Zihao was overjoyed. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would have wanted to roar loudly and drink several bowls with the three brothers.
"Alliance leader, how long has the demon clan been waiting for you?" Suddenly, Dugu Tianyu lowered his voice.
Only then did Zhong Zihao remember that he seemed to have made an agreement with the young man in white named Jun Mo. After the opportunity here was over, the two of them would fight each other.
He turned his head and looked towards the high platform in the northeast. Jun Mo was standing with his hands behind his back. After catching his gaze, he nodded slightly.
"I've been waiting for a long time!" Zhong Zihao said, an emotion called fighting spirit rising in his chest.
"It doesn't matter, you can't run away anyway!" Jun Mo's tone was gentle, but the meaning behind his words was unreasonably overbearing.
Zhong Zihao ignored him and asked the people around him: "How long have we been in seclusion here?"
"Sir, it will take about a month and a half!" Liu Yuming replied.
This time is indeed a bit long, exceeding Zhong Zihao's expectation. No wonder everyone has finished and seems to be waiting for him alone.
However, for him, this amount of time is normal. Over the past forty days, he has already raised his physical combat power to a terrifying height, as if he had been tempering it with the heaven and earth as a furnace and his body as a weapon.
The results achieved exceeded expectations.
On the other side, the people from the Hidden World Family have also finished their training and are looking at him with burning eyes. Presumably, they are all waiting for him to confront Jun Mo.
He is not a sloppy person. Since he agreed to this battle, he might as well start early. After the end, he will go to find Zihan and his party.