Eight hundred and eighty seventh chapter storm eve
When Liang Bianyun heard Lie Kong talking about the alliance leader, his heart trembled for no reason, and he asked in a voice.
"Um?"
Seeing that the other party's expression didn't seem to be fake, Lie Kong was very puzzled: "Are you really not understanding or are you just pretending to be confused?"
"We have been in seclusion during this period, otherwise, why would we have let you fight all the way here before showing up?" Jun Mo snorted coldly, seeming to be worried about this matter.
Liekong ignored these words and solemnly said: "He came back from the dead and summoned us to gather together."
"who is he?"
Jun Mo didn't react for a moment, but when he turned around and saw Liang Bianyun's expression, his whole body was shaken: "He...he...isn't dead?"
"If he fell so easily, he wouldn't be the target of our pursuit!" Lie Kong said loudly, with a bright light in his eyes.
"call out!"
At this time, Liang Bianyun had already risen into the sky and shouted: "What are you waiting for? Let's go to Jinghu Lake quickly!"
Jun Mo chuckled, his speed was no slower than Liang Bianyun, he had already ducked and followed closely.
"You just left like this, and the Moyun Gang didn't care about it?" Liekong rushed in front of the two of them and asked while running at a high speed.
"It's just a ragtag group of people who have captured the top of a mountain. Why do you care what they do?"
Liang Bianyun chuckled, his expression was indescribably relaxed, and he felt the energy and blood in his body surge wildly and happily!
"Hahaha……"
The three of them looked at each other and smiled, then turned into a stream of light and flew away through the air, disappearing in an instant.
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In a corner of the Jiutian World, in a secret place, a group of strong men gathered.
The leader's breath was gloomy, with a slightly wretched look on his face, and he was frowning in thought.
"Sir, the person you have been mentioning has issued a summons, why don't we go and join together?" asked a blue-robed warrior with a terrifying aura.
"Now is not the time!"
The wretched man shook his head slowly, with a hint of helplessness in his voice.
"Then when is the right time?" the blue-robed warrior asked again.
"At least, we have to wait until he can dominate." The wretched man paused slightly, and then said, "Before that, the most we can do is help secretly."
After hearing this, the blue-robed warrior became even more puzzled.
However, the wretched man didn't seem to intend to explain. He got up and walked towards the cave, leaving a soft sigh: "Since you are not dead, the pressure on me is relieved. I don't want to do this kind of thing! hey-hey."
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Shaoguangtian, drunken evening forest, by the mirror lake!
After ten years of hard training in the Netherworld, Zhong Zihao finally successfully advanced to the Supreme Realm. His soul power was also greatly improved and stabilized at the late stage of the Supreme Realm.
Because all aspects of this breakthrough have been accumulated for a long time, it can be said that it came naturally and was extremely smooth.
And right now, he is trying out a magical power: Devour!
The majestic source power and soul power surged out, and the entire Nether World was like a hurricane. Because this space had been refined by him, the impact was even more obvious.
"boom!"
One side of the world was completely swept by this wave of fluctuations, and winds and clouds surged above the nine heavens. Wherever the soul power reached, whether it was the energy of heaven and earth, the evil energy, or the plant soil in this side of the world, all vitality was rapidly weakening.
Fortunately, Zhong Zihao deliberately avoided the people in retreat.
Even so, people like Meng Kun, Meng Ye, Zhan Changkong and others were also keenly aware of the changes. They woke up from their retreats and looked at all this in disbelief.
Zhong Zihao, who was in another location, seemed to be unaware of the changes in his body.
He had a feeling that if he devoured the energy of all things at all costs, he could even temporarily improve his cultivation level by a small level.
As soon as he thought of this, he immediately stopped operating this magical power, and the changes in the entire world gradually recovered.
Zhong Zihao was a little shocked. This magical power was too overbearing. Even though he was the Lord of the Netherworld, he did not dare to try it in it for fear that this space would be affected.
According to his speculation, if you use the devouring magical power to fight against the enemy, it is equivalent to using the power of a small world to compete with the opponent, which will cause the opponent to be caught off guard and suffer heavy losses.
And if we improve our cultivation in this way regardless of the cost, will we be able to break through the realm quickly as long as our state of mind and understanding are sufficient?
But vaguely, he felt that if he really did this, it would be harmful to Tianhe.
After a brief thought, Zhong Zihao ended the retreat.
According to the outside world's time calculation, there was only more than half a month left before the date agreed between the Xuantian Realm and the Dibang Alliance was due. He had to wait outside with everyone in advance, otherwise his sudden appearance would inevitably expose the existence of the Netherworld.
The mountains and rivers here are still beautiful, with soaring water birds and green water and grass. The green mountains and clear waters are full of aura, and the vast lakes are full of magic.
It just happened that a drizzle had just fallen, and Jinghu Lake was intoxicated with the greenery of the mountain streams that occasionally appeared. It felt even more like not belonging to this world, making people's hearts calm down involuntarily.
Especially against the background of the surrounding green mountains, it even more echoes the saying, "It's beautiful when the water is shining, but it's sunny when the mountains are empty and it's raining."
The two pavilion masters, Jun Tianxiao and everyone in the Burial Demon Abyss, all came out, and there were less than fifty people. This made Ye Hanfeng and Song Yimo secretly worried, how can we compete with the Dibang Alliance with our little strength?
No one from the Yinsha tribe showed up. This was Zhong Zihao's insistence. If a war with the Pagoda Palace broke out in advance because of their appearance, it would disrupt the long-term plan.
After this period of meditation, everyone's cultivation levels have improved dramatically: Zhan Changkong successfully broke through to the late stage of the Supreme Realm, while Fen Yan, Cen Tianlu, Yun Shang and Zhuo Li, although they failed to reach the peak of the Supreme Realm,
Not too far apart.
The most obvious thing is that Fen Yan and others brought subordinates from the Demon Burial Abyss. Several powerful men at the peak of the Divine Realm have already reached the Supreme Realm during this retreat.
Furthermore, Song Yimo did not bury his talent, but also achieved a breakthrough in cultivation to the peak of the realm of divine connection.
As for the shameless Ye Hanfeng, he is slightly behind the curve and only has cultivation in the late stage of the Divine Realm.
Seeing that no warrior had arrived yet, Zhong Zihao made a quick decision and spent three days leading everyone to set up a formation just in case.
Another seven days passed like this before warriors arrived one after another.
These people were almost all good people from all walks of life. They gathered together in twos and threes, and from time to time cast their eyes on Zhong Zihao and his group under the giant monument.
"That person who is called the Xuantian Realm, couldn't it be these people?"
"These idiots are really crazy. With their little strength, do they want to compete with the Earth Ranking Alliance?"
"Not to mention, there are several people inside who seem to have high levels of cultivation. They can't even see through a certain family."
"So what if you have a high level of cultivation, can you still reach the realm of reincarnation? Anyway, I don't think highly of these unlucky people."
"..."
Similar discussions were heard from all sides, but they just watched indifferently. The only regret was that they felt that it was too unfair to go all the way, and what they would see would probably be a one-sided massacre.
As time went by, more and more warriors gathered on the edge of Jinghu Lake, soon exceeding a thousand people.
On this day, two piercing sounds came from the sky, and an exclamation was heard from a distance: "Brother Zhong, is it you who have been rumored so much in the Xuantian Realm?"
Everyone looked around, with a smile on their lips, especially Jun Tianxiao, whose ecstatic expression could no longer be suppressed.
The visitor is actually an ancient temple?
There is another figure beside the ancient temple. It is a masked woman in green clothes who looks a little weak. Zhong Zihao happens to recognize this person - Yue Ming!