Headquarters of the Yin Province Great Guangming Religion Alliance—Chensha Palace.
The gray-white stone palace stands quietly deep in the desert.
The sunset was like blood, the yellow sand was flying, and the sound of horse hooves came rapidly from a distance.
They were a group of strong men and women dressed in gray and white robes.
They all carried scimitars, bows and arrows on their backs, and wore simple leather armor under their white robes.
Each of them had slightly chapped lips, and looked tired with sunken eyes. It was obvious that they had traveled a long distance and had been running for a long time without rest.
"We're here!" Suddenly, a person at the front saw the Dust Palace in the distance, his expression suddenly brightened, and he slowed down his horse.
When he was still a hundred meters away from the palace, he picked up a mechanical device on horseback, placed a special arrow at the palace, and took aim.
Tsk! The arrow missed and flew out, pulling out a light parabola and landing steadily on the loess ground in front of the Dust Palace.
A masked woman in white gauze quickly jumped out from Yimen, picked up the missing arrow on the ground, peeled off the arrow shaft, took out the paper roll inside, and turned around and entered the palace gate.
In the spacious white stone palace, there are five wide stone pillars, like the five fingers of a giant, protruding from the ground and reaching towards the sky.
There is a tall seat at the top of each of the five fingers.
At the highest point, that is, on the deepest stone pillar, a tall figure wearing silver-black heavy armor was sitting.
This person wears a triceratops-like helmet with chair horns, covering his entire head and face.
A piece of long silver hair as brilliant as tassels spread out from under his helmet.
He sat upright on the throne, supporting his chin with one hand and placing his other hand on the armrest, tapping lightly while listening to the words of the person on the right.
There are three people sitting on the remaining four stone pillars.
These three people are all at least about 2.5 meters tall. Each of them has eyes that are as bright as stars.
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"If we still follow the previous arrangements, not only will we not be able to prevent the entry of the secret book, but it will also be a huge obstacle to future plans. So I think our greatest hope now is to fully support King Mu Li and help him win the throne...
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"The throne? King Zhimuli has little hope, but if he can be persuaded to help another one, and the two sides form an alliance and work together, there may be a chance in the future. The Daoist Sect is now so powerful that we alone cannot bear it..."
"The rest of them are supported by Tiansuo Sect, Zhenyi Sect, and Xizong. Their power is not weak and they look down on us. Now that we are alone, we should look for external forces. And even if it can be achieved, I do not agree with peace.
The remaining few have formed an alliance. Since they want to form an alliance, why not seek out the White Ten Sect who have no conflicts of interest."
"Okay. New urgent news is here, you can take a look." The silver-haired armored man sitting at the top said softly.
His voice was not loud, but it conveyed a sense of purity as clear as water.
The other three people suddenly stopped talking, and soon a maid sent them letters from different directions.
The four of them unfolded gently.
For a moment, the entire palace fell into silence.
There was only the rustling sound of the letter being turned.
Everyone carefully held the copied and decompiled stationery with different eyes.
"It seems that Yue Dewen can't wait any longer..." The silver-haired armored man said softly.
"Even Sir Thea can't delay it anymore?" A middle-aged woman sighed.
"Although Lord Seiya is a very human minister, he is not a divine general himself after all... It is very rare that he can be delayed for so long." Another old man replied in a deep voice.
"Okay, everyone, give up your illusions and finally prepare for the decisive battle. Since the retreat has been found long ago, there is nothing more to say. Isn't that why we, the religious alliance, are sitting here?" The silver-haired armored man said.
"What His Majesty His Majesty Kosivo said is absolutely true. Now that it's a foregone conclusion, let's face it directly."
The three of them nodded one after another. At this point, all they have to do is fight. If the Taoist Sect wants to dominate the world, they must step over their corpses.
It would be okay if he didn't worship God, he could still get out of the battle.
But since you have worshiped the gods, you will be both withered and prosperous, so you can only fight to the death.
"With Kexi Womian as the leader, even if he, Yue Dewen, comes in person, we have nothing to fear. This is the Chensha Palace, not his Tiancheng Palace!" someone said coldly.
"By the way, where is Austin? Why hasn't this regular gathering come yet?" Cosivo suddenly asked.
"According to what his disciples said, he was still doing chores in Ze Province, and he seemed to have been caught up in some temporary discovery." One person answered.
"Really? Then..."
"That would be a pity..."
Suddenly, like a distorted light, a human figure flashed in from outside the palace gate and landed between the five stone pillars.
"I calculated my time and came here to visit...how can it be that there are so many people?"
The visitor raised his round face, his long sleeves were fluttering, and he was wearing a purple robe. He looked like the headmaster of the Taoist Sect, Yue Dewen, who had a kind smile on his face.
Behind him, a figure in a white dress walked slowly outside the palace gate, and it was Jin Yuyan with a gold belt and white clothes.
"Fight quickly. Don't waste time." Jin Yuyan glanced at Yue Dewen and said coldly.
"Didn't I see an old friend and say hello?" Yue Dewen looked at Kosivo with a smile.
"We haven't seen you for so many years, but you are still so thin... I told you to eat more at that time, but you just didn't listen."
"You still dare to come?!" The three people on the stone pillar suddenly stood up and stared at the two people in shock and anger.
Kosivo, on the other hand, was not as surprised as the other three great masters.
Instead, he stood up slowly, his eyes calm.
"I have thought about it a long time ago. If you want to have a simple confrontation in such a boring time, you will need to spend too much time. So your most likely plan is to raid the higher-ups. That is, a direct confrontation between masters instead of the army.
Destroy."
"So?" Yue Dewen laughed.
"So..." Kosivo clapped softly three times.
"So, I came here in advance and have been waiting for a long time." In the shadow behind him, a tall figure suddenly appeared.
The man had a square face, a beard, eyes like copper bells, dark skin, and a head of black messy hair spread out like a lion.
Along with the three swords and weapons carried on his back, he also wore a simple black suit.
He looks like a weapons craftsman.
Just when they saw this person, both Yue Dewen and Jin Yuyan's eyes changed slightly.
"Are you guys involved too?" Jin Yuyan couldn't help but said.
"Long time no see, Yuyan." The black-haired man looked at Jin Yuyan with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes.
"It's been a long time... I thought you were dead a long time ago." Jin Yuyan's eyes were cold and stern, "I didn't expect you are still alive, and you are living well!"
"Second Chi Leng, Tiangong - Jin Hong!" Yue Dewen clapped and laughed, "That's amazing... Back then you led my uncle to the extreme realm, and now you actually dare to appear in front of her?"
"Why don't you dare? Wang Yan's qualifications are as outstanding as the past and today, and he should be on the path of the strongest man. But when I dominated the world, your little brother-in-law could only chant sutras and meditate in Tianbao Palace. /\/\/\...First post.
.Update.New~~I didn’t expect that decades later, the little Coyotito would now become the so-called best master in the world.” Tiangong Jinhong smiled calmly.
"I just happened to come here today to learn a lesson and see if the current number one in the world is worthy of the name."
He slowly pulled out the outermost red sword from behind.
"That's why I'm annoyed by you old immortals the most. Since most of your body is buried in the ground, why don't you just wait for death in the coffin and come out to seek abuse!"
Yue Dewen's right hand drooped, and circles of invisible air flow quickly rotated around his palm.
The top of Lingshan Mountain.
Zhang Rongfang and Austinin stood opposite each other.
In an instant, the two of them stepped forward at the same time, their bodies turning into shadows and passing each other.
puff.
A bloody mouth appeared on the outside of Zhang Rongfang's right arm.
"Why did I feel that you were not very fast in your attacks just now, but you were able to break through my moves accurately?" He stood up straight and asked in confusion.
"Do you feel that there are no flaws in your moves?" Austinine quickly shook off the blood on his fingertips to avoid being poisoned.
"Exactly, this junior has sorted out his own moves according to your instructions. Now it stands to reason that there are no flaws." Zhang Rongfang replied.
"That's because your heart is slow." Augustine replied.
"My heart is slow..."
"You thought I would do this trick, but in fact I saw through your thoughts and changed it to the same trick, but with an extra layer of changes at the last critical moment. By the time you found out, it was already too late. So, you are facing
When facing the unknown, when new responses and choices appear, we are slow and hesitant." Austin sighed.
This guy's martial arts experience is really poor, and he feels like one of those reckless men whose strength relies entirely on recklessness.
However, considering that Zhang Ying is not a martial arts Taoist who often fights, it is understandable.
"Then I would like to ask senior, how can we improve the prediction of moves in this aspect?" Zhang Rongfang asked again.
"This is the core of taking advantage of the enemy. You first have to deal with lightning. Only with absolute concentration and concentration can you do this. Then you have to dabble in many martial arts and have your own classification. That's it.
It can initially form your own opportunity to defend against the enemy." Austin replied. Zhang Rongfang was thoughtful.
Three days have passed since the special training at the top of Lingshan Mountain.
During these three days, he continued to compete with Austinine every day, and gradually gained a clear understanding of the Grand Master's actual combat power.
In fact, the Grand Master's physique, speed, and strength are not much stronger than him.
The key is their control over every move they make.
This kind of certainty allows them to use their strongest points to attack their weakest points at any time.
And he still couldn't hit them.
This is much stronger than the Grandmaster.
The master's level of martial arts is not significantly different from his in terms of taking advantage of the enemy, and it's not very obvious yet.
But when you get to the Grand Master, it's completely different.
"Let's take a rest first and have something to eat." Austin has a very good attitude recently and is devoted to Zhang Rongfang's teachings.
Immediately, the two of them sat down separately, picked up the various foods sent by Ran Xinyue, and began to eat happily.
Zhang Rongfang silently opened the property bar while eating.
Now, including the previous time, he has accumulated a total of ten attribute points.
Now that he understood the next path to the martial arts realm, he felt that he could mention it.
Sitting on the ground, he kept chewing food in his mouth, his eyes narrowed slightly, seemingly thinking, but in fact he was considering how to improve.
"Martial arts has reached the pinnacle of internal skills, and the next step is Sankong. According to Sankong's training, you are actually laying the foundation for the master. Sankong also involves the practice of the divine aspect. It includes three realms: evil nature
Emptiness, emptiness of evil thoughts, and emptiness of evil energy. The difference between these three is the process of cleaning up the impurities in one's own energy."