The warm sun and breeze in the spring mountains. The curtains of the pavilion and pavilion. In the courtyard with willows and swings, the orioles are dancing and the swallows are dancing on the small bridge and the flowing water is red.

However, Lord An was as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He did not care to appreciate the taste of such beautiful spring and sunshine. He grabbed the defeated Martial Emperor and said, "What did you say? There are at least six Martial Saints in the enemy!"

The Wu Yu relayed Zuo Wuzhou's words with a sad expression: "Yes, An Wuzong, I saw it with my own eyes, it is at least six martial saints."

"I don't dare to ask, and I can't tell where it came from." This Wu Yu thought that it was half a day ago when he came, and he felt cold all over his body.

Anguo leader revealed his anxiety: "Who sent it? Who? The Palestinian Alliance? Or the Spear Alliance?"

"From the point of view of my subordinates, it is not true." Wu Yu recalled, sadly: "That group of people does not seem to belong to any alliance. From the point of view of my subordinates, those people acted vigorously and resolutely, so what they said should be true.

Lord An pondered for a long time: "At least six martial saints are so bold and dare to be enemies of our Black Sky Alliance? Want to seize our Black Sky Alliance's foundation? What do they want?"

Being able to become one of the powerful loose cultivator alliances in this area, the Black Sky Alliance is naturally not weak in strength. It is hard for Lord An to believe that six martial saints dare to attack the Black Sky Alliance!

Boom! Lord An, who is also Saint Anwu, leaps into the air, rides the wind and flies at high speed, rushing towards the helm of the Black Sky Alliance!

"No matter what the origins of this group of people are, we must inform the leader as soon as possible." Lord An's heart trembled. Thinking of the leader, he suddenly felt respect and said proudly: "I don't believe that a few martial saints are so important.

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"It's just a few martial saints. The leader of the alliance can defeat them all by himself." Leader An thought of the leader and felt at ease.

It's easy to make subordinates obey. All you have to do is overpower the heroes. If you want to make these soul monks admire you, you definitely don't have to rely on strength.

Absolute force can overwhelm everything, but absolute tactics cannot overwhelm people's hearts. Since ancient times, the most complex and unpredictable thing is people's hearts. To make An Wuzong admire him so much, the leader of the Black Sky Alliance must not be an easy person to deal with.

"Although the leader of the alliance is a great leader, these six martial saints dare to come and cause trouble. They must have support."

After An Wuzong thought about it for a moment, he became worried again. He suddenly accelerated: "No, I should inform the leader of the alliance as soon as possible."

An Wuzong was not stupid at all. With his Wuzong's cultivation, it only took about twenty days to rush from the country where he was the leader to the Black Sky Alliance.

The mysterious young man in black gave him a month, which clearly meant that the Black Sky Alliance was fully prepared.

Look on the bright side. It’s because the young men in black are confident and arrogant, giving them the Black Sky Alliance sufficient preparations for war.

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Looking at the worst, it may not be that the young man in black wants to catch them all while the Black Sky Alliance is gathering to prepare for war.

The more An Wuzong thought about it, the more chilled he became: "Could this group of people, more than six martial saints, have the ability to wipe out this alliance in one fell swoop?"

The rivers and mountains are beautiful in Chiri, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass.

"With your master, Beidou and three other masters, we will definitely be able to sweep the Black Sky Alliance.

Zuo Wuzhou stood proudly on the top of the mountain, looking around at the green marks in the wild, watching Beidou and Shiwusheng and others fighting. Luoshuang was full of confidence and said from the side.

Beidou didn't want to fight anymore, but at this moment. As a multi-soul martial saint, Beidou is actually the most important fighting force. Even if he wanted to study the way of soul talisman, he had to work hard to learn to fight.

After all, going home is not just Zuo Wuzhou's wish, but everyone's common wish. Even if he doesn't know what to do, he knows what to do.

Only fighting, only when the power expands to a certain extent and has a larger power, Beidou will not have to participate in the war. This is the choice left to him by Zuo Wuzhou.

Beidou was not good at fighting at first. After decades of working with Zuo Wuzhou, he more or less understood some fighting. However, he still had great weaknesses in close combat. At this time, Beidou was competing with the three great martial saints of Huanyu and Yin.

It is precisely to learn close combat experience in actual combat.

At the beginning, Beidou could fight one against two and was slightly behind. But if they fight to the death, Beidou may not have good results. However, at this time, Beidou can already fight one against three, and it is evenly divided.

Zuo Wuzhou secretly said: "Very good, Beidou's close combat skills have been greatly improved. Han and Jin Wang have also improved slightly. Jin Wang is rapidly integrating with the physical body, and will be able to exert its full strength in a year."

"With Beidou and the other three, we can be invincible. Even if we encounter a super saint or a single soul super saint, we can still fight."

The spring breeze is warm.

Zuo Wuzhou was thinking: "Beidou has too much to do. Fu Po needs him and wants him to fight. It's hard for him. In the future, he should be freed from these battles first. Refine more talismans!"

"There are already eight true holy talismans, Beidou will try to refine some more.

.Zuo Wuzhou said coldly, implying expectations: "When I return to my hometown in the future, dozens or hundreds of true holy talismans will be blasted towards the Huntian Sect. Let me see how you fight with me!"

Although Zuo Wuzhou has a small number of people, he can't hold it against the rich resources here. He can easily gather in an alliance of casual cultivators. By then, he will refine a hundred and eighty true holy talismans.

Returning to his hometown, when Xunhun Tianzong was settling old accounts, Zi Guan blasted him away. Zuo Wuzhou didn't believe that every one of Xunhun Tianzong could have such incompetent abilities.

Thinking about it, Zuo Wuzhou had a weird smile and thought to himself: "I didn't expect that establishing power in the No. 2 True Soul World would be such a good thing."

If you want to suppress a sect in your hometown, it is easy. If you want to defeat a sect, it is difficult. Therefore, it is very difficult for the resources of your hometown to be concentrated in the hands of one person or one sect.

Except Hun Tian Sect.

But on this side, as long as the forces founded by Zuo Wuzhou kill the super saints of the Celestial God Alliance, the Celestial God Alliance will inevitably fall apart and be annexed. At that time, all the resources in the ruled area will be able to flow into Zuo Wuzhou.

The Huntian Sect takes up a lot of resources in my hometown!

But Zuo Wuzhou can expand his power and occupy more resources in the No. 2 True Soul Realm.

Perhaps without the profound foundation of the Soul Heaven Sect, Zuo Wuzhou can rely on the huge resources plundered in the No. 2 True Soul World. Zuo Wuzhou can obtain more holy-level equipment Talisman Pills.

If you can compete with the Huntian Sect, which has a large number of people, you will have enough capital.

If it weren't for Luoshuang's reminder, Zuo Wuzhou might not have thought that living in the No. 2 True Soul World and establishing a force would have such additional great benefits.

Dou Yuyin and the other three Martial Saints gasped for air. It was really a hard job to compete with Beidou and the others.

Like Luoshuang, he looked at Zuo Wuzhou with a surprised look. Deep down, it was really hard to understand that Beidou and the others were not very good at close combat, which surprised the four local martial saints. Close combat was the fastest way to kill the enemy. On the 2nd True

The ethos of the soul world is deeply rooted. It is as if every soul monk is born with it...

Dou Wusheng and others thought about it in private, and smiled bitterly. If they had known that Beidou and others were not good at close combat, they might not have been defeated miserably that day, and they might even have been seriously injured. As long as Beidou and others risked their lives to fight, Beidou and the others would have been difficult to defeat in close combat.

Law.

However, regretting it again at this time is of no use and only increases worries. Dou Wusheng looked at Zuo Wuzhou slumped, unable to feel any dissatisfaction. They have all tasted the severe pain of the soul fire being suppressed, and they never want to do it again.

There is a second time.

In contrast, death is the best outcome for the relatives in the Alliance of Gods. Zuo Wuzhou was cold and had only one thought in his mind: "I did not rely on my own ability to break through and become a Martial Saint.

He is also naturally weak in will."

Zuo Wuzhou controlled three martial saints, Shi Yu and Yin. He had absolutely no trust in these three people. Back then, these three people could betray the Husband-God Alliance in order to survive. But in the future, there would be no difficulty in betraying him.

Whether it's due to the atmosphere or weak will, most of the soul monks in the No. 2 True Soul Realm are despised by Zuo Wuzhou.

These people don't have much determination to die, even though the martial saints in their hometown may not have much determination to die. But the martial saints in their hometown at least have some guts that would rather die than surrender.

Just like Beidou, if he hadn't recognized Zuo Wuzhou, people like Beidou would probably rather commit suicide than be controlled by Zuo Wuzhou.

Just like Jinwang, if Zuo Wuzhou had not gone through the Nine Nether Black Prison to polish off his character, and Zuo Wuzhou wanted to control him through the Fire of Life Soul, Jinwang's choice at that time might have been to commit suicide instead of obediently obeying.

Because of this, and because Zuo Wuzhou was accustomed to walking alone, he never thought of capturing others alive in his hometown. Taking away his life and soul fire to control Wu Shengyi was a matter of course. At that time, Zuo Wuzhou was far less capable than at this time.

It is almost impossible to capture the Martial Saint alive.

The people here are fierce, vicious, and vicious. When faced with life and death, they always lack some character.

The distrust of Dou Yuyin and the others is one thing. As long as these three people are temporarily available, that is enough. Zuo Wuzhou will not ask others to become sages.

While everyone was discussing, Wu Xi and Xiao Cao ran over with warm cakes: "Second brother, eat sweet cakes."

Grabbing a piece of steaming sweet cake, Zuo Wuzhou bit off half of it and chewed it carefully. A wave of heat rushed to his nose.

Sweet cake is my mother’s taste!

The thread is in the hands of a loving mother, and the clothes on the wanderer's body are tightly sewed before leaving, fearing that he will return late. Whoever speaks of the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.

One side is the soul path, the other side is relatives, there must be a choice. Wu Xi seemed to feel something, she got into the arms of the second brother with red eyes, and choked: "Second brother, I miss my parents. There are also the eldest brother and the third brother. Still.

There are the eldest uncle and the second uncle, and sister Xi Suer, and

Wu Xi talked about it, and there are, and there are many, many, many, many people and things that are worth worrying about and should be remembered. I don’t know how Wu Xi can hide them in his small heart.

So many thoughts.

Wuxi counted every person she cared about in detail. They looked so cute. No matter how old she was, she was just a younger sister in front of her second brother.

Just like Zuo Wuzhou, no matter whether he is a martial sage or a sage, in front of his parents, he is the son who always takes away the thoughts and concerns.

Seeing Wu Xi's cuteness and innocence, Zuo Wuzhou's gloom faded away, and he smiled and rubbed Wu Xi's face. He looked at the lonely grass aside and stretched out his hand.

Xiaocao happily threw herself into Zuo Wuzhou's generous and safe arms and choked up her words: "Uncle."

Rather than master, Cao likes to call Zuo Wuzhou uncle.

"Okay, we are all big girls now. It would be too shameful to cry again." Zuo Wuzhou's worries faded away and he laughed happily.

Wuxi shyly retracted her little head, Xiaocao coquettishly muttered: "I don't care, I just like my uncle to hold me like this!"

Wu Xi's bright eyes looked at the heroic face of her second brother, which seemed to have never changed: "Second brother, do you miss Sister Xiao Mo and Sister Jun Wang?

Zuo Wuzhou paused slightly and said dumbly: "I don't want to."

It's useless to think about it, it's better not to think about it, it's better to go back.

Get back on the road and head straight to the Black Sky Alliance.

Along the way, Luoshuang talked about his thoughts and calculations: "The Heitian Alliance is about three months away from the area controlled by the Celestial Alliance, based on the journey of the Martial Saint."

"In this case, sir, you can use your hands and feet here without worrying that the Alliance of Gods will notice us immediately and strangle us immediately."

"What is particularly important is that this area is rich in products and the major loose cultivator alliances are densely distributed. It is also a place where the folk customs are fierce, and there are many scattered loose cultivators. The combined forces of all the large and small alliances, sects and loose cultivators in this area are at least
To be continued...