In the northern part of the North Central Region, there is Lookout Mountain. The peak here is very small, only two hundred meters high, but the mountain is thousands of meters across. There is a kind of emerald green bamboo planted on the top and bottom of the mountain, which rustles when the breeze blows.

In the shadow of this mountain forest, there is a mountain gate, Tianshu Pavilion, which is a hidden sect that has never been born.

The sect is very low-key, and only a few people in the entire central and northern region know about this sect.

Tianshu Pavilion, as its name suggests, is good at deductions and can predict fortunes, which is very miraculous.

A red ray of light shot out from a distance and came closer in a moment, arriving in front of a one-meter-high stone tablet with the word "Tian Suan" written on it.

The light converged, revealing a middle-aged man in smart clothes. After landing on the ground, he looked past the stone monument and looked forward. There were rows of green bamboos there and there was no human habitation.

After staring for a moment, the middle-aged man in fine clothes let out a low groan.

"Wu Mengliang, come to pay a visit to the Master of Tianshu Pavilion."

The sound surged, sweeping across the entire bamboo sea with a trace of vitality.

It turned out that this person was Wu Mengliang, the former head of Zhongbei. Since Zhongbei was assigned to the commander of Huangbei War King, his title as the leader of Zhongbei was also taken away.

"Crash!"

Suddenly strong winds blew in the bamboo sea, and the green bamboo poles began to rotate strangely, and green light emanated from the bamboos.

Suddenly there was a burst of green light, and a sky-blue stream of light suddenly appeared. After circling, an old man with a white beard appeared, wearing a white robe and with a calm demeanor.

It feels quite a bit like an immortal.

The old man shook his robe and said with a smile: "Mr. Wu, why are you looking for me at Tianshu Pavilion?"

Feeling the aura of the old man, it was so majestic, like a high mountain, Wu Mengliang had a clever idea in his mind. He himself had reached the late stage of Zhan Zong, and this old man was stronger than him, and should be the peak Zhan Zong. He slightly cupped his fists and said respectfully: "Greetings to the heaven."

The current Pavilion Master of the Calculation Pavilion, the deceased Great Elder of our Tianshang Sect, once saved the previous Pavilion Master of the Tianji Pavilion and said that he could deduce the chances of something happening three times within his ability. I wonder if that counts?"

As he spoke, he took out a golden token from his arms with the word "count" on it and wrapped with bamboo leaves. He threw it towards the old man and continued.

"We, the Tianshang Sect, want to use our last chance to deduce whether I have a chance to advance to the realm of the King of War in this life?"

The old man took the golden token, checked it, and after confirming its authenticity, he quietly put it away and asked: "Mr. Wu, this is a life-saving matter. The old pavilion master once said that I, the Tianshu Pavilion, have the same lineage and promised to do it.

Naturally, I will take over the deduction just mentioned."

"But after this incident, the life-saving grace of my Tianshu Pavilion and your Tianshang Sect has been repaid, and there will be no further relationship."

Wu Mengliang nodded and said: "I understand the truth. After me, no other person will know the location of your Tianshu Pavilion sect. After the calculation, I will swear a war oath and will never reveal one."

Character."

The old man gave Wu Mengliang a meaningful look and said: "I'll come and get the results of your deduction in three days, but I'm going to say something ugly first. If I can't make the deduction, this opportunity can be considered used."

"Well, the Pavilion Master can do his best." Wu Mengliang took a deep breath.

Suddenly, the situation between heaven and earth changes, streams of silver air burst out from a point in the void, cracks in space appear, countless silver rays of light wander around, spreading outwards, white clouds within ten miles are suddenly sucked into the silver light spots

middle.

"this!"

The old man looked stunned, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he subconsciously exclaimed: "Space is turbulent." Then he shook his head and said: "No, it's impossible!"

At the same time, a tortoise-shell-shaped weapon appeared on both hands on his back, and his fingertips kept touching the surface of the tortoise-shell.

"Pavilion Master, what on earth is this?"

Wu Mengliang was a little stunned and asked subconsciously.

"I don't know about this!" The old man shook his head, and suddenly a hole opened in the tortoise shell, "Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, a look of horror appeared on his face, and he muttered: "It's bad, it's not a good sign.

, go quickly!”

Just as he was about to leave and return to Tianshu Pavilion, the silver light in the sky suddenly disappeared, and an invisible surge of pressure crashed down.

"boom!"

Countless bamboos were bent and their heads were lowered to the ground. All kinds of monsters and wild beasts, without exception, were trembling and pressed to the ground, roaring in terror.

Some timid beasts were so heartbroken that they died on the spot.

"War King!"

Feeling this extremely terrifying aura, the old man and Wu Mengliang exclaimed, their bodies froze, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on them, and they fell unconsciously to the ground below on the spot.

Even if the two of them forcibly increased the speed of their Yuanli to stop their fall, they could barely land on the ground.

"Walk!"

The old man's robes stirred, and the aura of the peak war sect burst out. His Yuan energy was operating to the extreme, and his face was red from suppressing it. But even so, the old man walked ten steps hobblingly, then stopped as if he was exhausted.

Wu Mengliang was even more unbearable. After the aura of the late Zhan Zong broke out, he died after only taking three steps.

At this time, the silver glow in the sky shrank rapidly, forming a huge human face a hundred meters long in the void, with dark golden light shining through the eyes.

The golden light swept across, sending chills down the spines of the old man and Wu Mengliang, as if they had been seen through.

Wu Mengliang looked up, his eyes suddenly widened, his look less frightened and more doubtful.

This face is familiar!

How come he is exactly the same as Sun Lin, the battle king of Huangbei!

Have you never heard of a strong warrior like this?

This is too scary!

After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and gave it a try. He immediately fell to his knees on the ground, clasped his fists and said, "Greetings, Mr. Sun Wang!"

Hearing this, the old man was startled. He raised his head and looked at the person's face. His body suddenly became alert, and his solemn expression sank, bad.

The human face above scanned the surrounding area and found that it was surrounded by plains, without any city, which was a bit unfamiliar. In addition, there was no sign at all, so he responded immediately.

"Um!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Suddenly, the old man's scalp went numb. It was Sun Lin. This was really bad.

When Sun Lin, in the name of the guard of Huangbei, told all the forces in the Central and Northern Lands to gather in Shengjing, and that all warriors who had reached the middle stage of Zhanzong and above were to go, he did not go.

If this is a settlement, the situation will not be good!

Wu Mengliang was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed. It would be easy for Lord Sun to handle this.

The golden beams of light in the eyes of the face above fell on Wu Mengliang. Sun Lin thought about it and knew who this person was. It was Wu Mengliang. He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was fine in the deserted north area. He said:

"Let me ask you, where is this place?"

Although Wu Mengliang was a little confused, he still did not hesitate to say: "This is the northern part of the North Central Region, Lookout Mountain."

“Lookout Mountain!”

After muttering something, Sun Lin wrote down the name. The golden light beam in his eyes moved again and came to the old man. As soon as he sensed the breath, he said with some surprise.

"The peak of Zhan Zong!"

There are still pinnacle Zhanzong warriors in the central and northern regions, how come he doesn't know about them.

Seeing the old man who bowed his head and said nothing, although he could not use some attack methods, the aura of the King of War was still there, and he spoke with a hint of majesty in his voice.

"Keep your head up!"

The old man's body trembled, and he held his fists with a wry smile on his lips and said, "Greetings to Mr. Sun Wang."

I’ve never seen this person before!

"Which force are you the leader of?"

The old man took a deep breath, his scalp was numb, and he said helplessly: "The villain is the master of Tiansuan Pavilion, Fan Shenghuang."

Tiansuan Pavilion!

Sun Lin thought about it for a while and found that he had never heard of it. However, this was not the time to elaborate. He first frightened this person and then said immediately: "I have just planted a tracking ban on you. After five days, you will be banned from tracking."

Come to Shengjing Palace to find me, otherwise you just wait!"

After saying that, the human face dissipated and turned into a silvery glow all over the sky. After a contraction, it all dissipated without a trace of ripples.

At this time, the pressure of the strong King of War dissipated, and the power that restrained the two people also disappeared.

The old man Zhan Nian scanned himself frantically, three times in a row, but did not see any tracking restrictions.

His face was extremely ugly, and he suddenly turned his head, glared at Wu Mengliang fiercely, and said: "Mr. Wu, your calculation is very good! Even the king of Huangbei War was invited. Very good, very good, this kindness,

I'll forget it."

After saying that, he angrily flicked his sleeves and turned into a stream of blue light that merged into the layers of bamboo sea.

Wu Mengliang looked confused and a little confused. This matter had nothing to do with him. He was also puzzled that Mr. Sun Wang could come.

How did Mr. Sun Wang find this place? He also wanted to know.

Why are you so angry with me?

Just when he was about to open his mouth to explain, he found that the master of the Tianshuang Pavilion had already left, and he complained in his heart: "What kind of logic does this person have? I didn't ask Mr. Sun Wang to come."

Inside the Baimulang Secret Space Tunnel.

The golden and silver light shone and gradually shrank. Sun Lin opened his eyes and remembered the Haikou that his clone had praised before. It was a little funny, but he still said calmly.
To be continued...