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Chapter seven hundred and thirtieth long-cherished wish

When this blue divine light appeared, everyone present, including the sect leader, could not remain calm and was completely moved.

"Six divine lights!"

The middle-aged man's eyes were shining brightly, and he murmured: "That is a grand occasion that has never happened in Biyangyungong in ten thousand years."

Immediately, he looked up into the void and said: "Seal this area and no one is allowed to approach!"

"yes!"

The void fluctuated slightly, and no human figure appeared, but several voices could be heard.

"Mr. Zuo, who are the disciples in the tower and which sect they come from?" the middle-aged man asked again.

"This...I don't know where it comes from." Mr. Zuo was slightly embarrassed and handed over Zhong Zihao's identity token.

The middle-aged man took it, looked at it carefully for a long time, wrote down the name on it, and said after thinking for a while: "We must keep this matter secret..."

The lord of the clan emphasized it to everyone around him and explained all aspects.

However, at this moment, the state of mind that they had finally calmed down was once again overturned by a bright purple divine light, causing a huge wave to surge into the sky!

"Seven divine lights appear in this world. Is this God's blessing for me, Biyang Cloud Palace?"

This is not just the thought of the middle-aged man, but the voice of everyone present.

Only they know that tens of thousands of years ago, it was because a disciple who inspired the Seven Colorful Divine Clouds came out of here that Biyang Yun Palace was valued by the Taihuang Palace and was fortunate enough to become a direct force under the latter.

Now tens of thousands of years have passed, although Biyang Cloud Palace's status is still there, its influence is not as good as before.

The reappearance of the colorful clouds has been the long-cherished wish of several generations for this group of old people. However, as time goes by, each generation is disappointed, and gradually they no longer have any illusions.

However, today, this dream miraculously appeared before their eyes, making them feel like they were in a dream.

Today is destined to be an extraordinary day, which may make Biyang Cloud Palace go down in history forever, because during a sudden change on the top of the tower, a black light was once again activated, as dark as a star.

"What!"

Everyone was shocked. Even with their state of mind, they couldn't help but feel like the world was spinning. Is this true?

Not everyone present even understood the meaning of the Eight Divine Clouds. It was a scene that only existed in legends. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, absolutely no one would believe it was true.

If a monster that can inspire the Eight Divine Clouds doesn't die midway, it can grow to be a being that can rival the Nine Heavenly Emperors!

"Do your best to thoroughly investigate the origin of this boy, but you must not disturb him!"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a long time before issuing this order with a slight trembling. Then he said to the old man guarding the tower: "Mr. Zuo, let's retreat first. You can handle this matter!"

Their plan was naturally not to let Zhong Zihao see such a scene. If the person involved knew these things, it would be detrimental to his growth.

"Sect Master, go ahead with peace of mind, I know what's going on!"

Zuo Lao was also uneasy in his heart, but this incident was too shocking to allow for any carelessness.

"call out……"

There was a rapid sound of breaking through the air, and Zuo Lao watched the sect leader and others leave. Before they had gone far, he saw the latter staggering and almost falling from the void.

That's not right. With the cultivation strength of this sect leader, how could such a situation happen? He is a person at the peak of the Supreme Realm?

When he turned around in confusion, he inadvertently glanced at the top of the tower, and was horrified in an instant!

He actually saw nine divine lights flashing at the same time. After the black light, the last divine light was white! The nine-colored divine light broke through the sky and shined for thousands of miles. Anyone who has seen this scene will never forget it in their lifetime.

"I'm afraid things are going to change today!"

Zuo Lao's eyes were dull and his words were unclear.



After a long time, Zhong Zihao dragged his tired body out of the Chixiao Tower. His whole body was dilapidated and dripping with blood.

Later, the difficulty of the challenge had increased countless times. He tried his best, even using the Black Flame Demon Sword, and finally managed to pass the level in the tower.

At this time, he saw the old man guarding the tower looking at him with a smile: "The little guy has good fighting ability, and his performance in breaking into the tower is not bad."

"Thank you, senior!"

Naturally, Zhong Zihao didn't know whether his performance in breaking through the tower was good or not. His only feeling was that it was several times more difficult than when he first broke into the Guwu Flowing Light Tower and Dark Space.

Of course, it was not without gains. At least after passing these levels, the true energy in his body became more condensed and his combat power also improved.

"Here, you deserve this!"

Mr. Zuo handed over two tokens. One was the identity token left by Zhong Zihao earlier, and the other looked ordinary. Could this be a reward?

Zhong Zihao was puzzled. Didn't he say that he could get a Qingxu Pill in seven passes?

If he remembered correctly, he should have passed more than seventeen levels. Why didn't he even have a Qingxu Pill, but he was given a token with no purpose?

"Seeing that your injury is serious, let me give you this golden marrow pill." A golden pill appeared in Zuo Lao's hand, with a fragrant aroma, and he said, "But it is not a reward, but a reward from me.

"

"Thank you, senior!"

Zhong Zihao quickly put it away. In his opinion, this golden marrow pill was much more precious than the token.

Ordinary injuries are not a big problem for warriors above the Nirvana realm. They can be cured by consuming some real energy and time. Not to mention that he has the fountain of life nearby, so he has no fear at all.

However, if a warrior encounters a Taoist injury or is injured by the power of the source, the Fountain of Life will be completely ineffective.

Murong Wan was so injured back then that she had no choice but to come to Jiutian World to seek help.

But this Jinsui Pill is different. If you are injured by ordinary source power, you will be relieved quickly after taking this medicine. With time and recovery, recovery will not be a problem.

Therefore, after Zhong Zihao put away the golden marrow pills, he was also a little curious about Zuo Lao's cultivation. As a strong man who could give such pills to him casually, I wonder if his cultivation has surpassed the realm of divine connection and reached the supreme realm.

?

"Just call me Mr. Zuo. If you encounter any difficult problems in the palace in the future, you can also come to me."

Zuo Lao smiled and nodded. This person in front of him was a real monster. He didn't have the chance to meet the legendary figure tens of thousands of years ago, but he was lucky enough to witness his growth, which was enough to satisfy his life!

"Thank you, Mr. Zuo!"

Zhong Zihao bowed again: "If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."

"Wait a minute, you might as well nurse your injuries before leaving. Besides, you are in such a mess, wouldn't it be a huge disgrace to be seen by others?" But he didn't want to be stopped by Mr. Zuo.

How could he know Zuo Lao's thoughts? At this moment, all parties are probably paying attention to the movements of the Scarlet Sky Tower. If Zhong Zihao walks out at this time, the identity of the creator of the previous vision will definitely not be hidden.

Zhong Zihao was quite puzzled. It was common for warriors to get injured. Wasn't this senior making too much of a fuss?

But the other party had good intentions, and he couldn't refuse, so he sat cross-legged on the spot until dark, then changed into clean clothes and left.


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