Chapter 1093 Nine Profound Heavenly Dragon Gates Gather!
"I am too humble to worry about my country, but my ability is limited, so let's leave this troublesome matter to the higher-ups to handle."
Jiang Sheng shook his head helplessly, and then looked firmly at the Saber Tower in the distance: "I can only do what I can to find a way to break the Dragon-Slaying Sword of the Spirit-Gathering Dragon-Slaying Formation."
"Although this method cannot fundamentally break the Dragon-Slaying Formation, it can dissipate the violent power that the Dragon-Slaying Formation has accumulated over the years, making it impossible for it to recover within a few years."
"This treats the symptoms but not the root cause. I hope the senior management can think of a way to break the situation in the next few years."
"Are you sure that the two of us can destroy the so-called Dragon-Slaying Sword?"
Wuyou looked at Jiang Sheng anxiously: "There are many innate warriors over there, and there are ninjas hiding in the dark, and we..."
"innate?"
Jiang Sheng interrupted Wuyou and said fearfully: "Now that the Dragon-Slaying Formation is in full swing, the island country hopes to use the Dragon-Slaying Sword to cut off our country's three major dragon veins. Such an important place will never send only innate masters to guard it. I'm afraid there are others inside.
There are many even more powerful beings in the foundation building stage.”
"Then let's do something stupid!"
Wuyou's expression suddenly changed. He and Jiang Sheng were both in the Qi Refining Stage, so they had no chance of winning against a group of innates, and they were still in the Foundation Building Stage or even more powerful beings.
"This requires me to shake people."
Jiang Sheng took out his cell phone, sent several text messages in succession, and then began to wait for reinforcements.
…
In the waters near the Paracel Islands Sea in the South China Sea.
Wearing beach pants and floral half-sleeves, with a snow-white beard, and fishing with a fishing rod in his hand, the ancestor of Tianji sat on the shore of Tianji Island and dozed off.
"Master, Master, something bad has happened."
A little boy of 13 or 14 years old ran out of the island while holding up a mobile phone and yelling.
"what happened again?"
Ancestor Tianji opened his eyes and said lazily: "I'm not interested in the things you saw on the Internet. If I had known you were so restless, I wouldn't have let your master get a satellite network for you."
"Master, the kid is not messing around this time."
Chi Yitong, who had dark skin and gray temples, appeared behind Ancestor Tianji and said in a solemn tone: "Something really happened."
While Chi Yitong was speaking, he slapped the oncoming child away from the air and sucked the mobile phone in his hand into his own.
"what happened?"
Knowing that Chi Yitong would not joke, Patriarch Tianji asked doubtfully.
"Look, this is the island nation's conspiracy that went viral on the Internet last night."
Chi Yitong opened the interface about the Winter Festival and the Seven-Star Transshipment Array, and sent his mobile phone to Patriarch Tianji: "I don't know if what is said on the Internet is true, but it does seem fishy."
"Although I know about the Seven-Star Transshipment Formation, it is just a small formation used by some families to compete for luck. I didn't expect that the island country can actually arrange it into a national-level formation."
Looking at the information on his phone, Patriarch Tianji frowned: "It's really not easy for islanders to practice our country's unique Feng Shui metaphysics to such an extent."
"So, these rumors on the Internet are true."
Chi Yitong's expression changed slightly and he asked, "Does master have any way to break the formation?"
"You think I'm a god!"
Ancestor Tianji rolled his eyes at Chi Yi and said: "If it is a small seven-star transport formation, then I have many ways to break it, but now this is a national-level formation, spanning the entire country of China. It cannot be broken by one person."
"And facing such a large-scale formation, I don't have a suitable way to break it."
"Isn't it right? If even you, Master, can't do anything about it, then who else in the world today can break this formation?"
The child got up from the ground and shouted in disbelief: "I am studying Feng Shui formations on Tianji Island, and you are the ultimate being in this way!"
"Just because I can't help it doesn't mean that others can't do it either."
Ancestor Tianji narrowed his eyes and said firmly: "He must know how to break the situation."
"Who?"
Chi Yitong and Xiaotong asked in unison.
"I will leave this fishing rod to you for safekeeping for the time being."
Patriarch Tianji did not respond directly, but suddenly threw the fishing rod in his hand towards Chi Yitong and stood up slowly.
"Master, what do you want to do?"
The moment he took the fishing rod, Chi Yitong's face instantly turned pale, and all the muscles in his body tensed up. He said anxiously: "This disciple is weak and can only hold on for three days at most. After that, he won't be able to control the things below."
"Three days are enough, just think of it as a test for you!"
Patriarch Tianji ignored Chi Yitong, soared into the air, and took out the jade token that he had previously used to communicate with demons outside the territory.
"Old bastard, you are crazy. Is there something important that makes you insist on communicating with me across the interface?"
After the call was connected, the very distinctive voice of the extraterrestrial demon came.
"Xiao Jiu! There was an accident here. We have to leave our respective stations temporarily. Just in case, please pay attention to those space cracks over there."
"Fuck!"
Hearing this, the demon outside the territory swore: "I am still in the war period, and you are increasing my workload and asking me to do the work of nine people by myself. Do you want to exhaust me to death?"
"We will deal with the matters at hand as soon as possible and won't make you work hard for too long."
Ancestor Tianji smiled evilly and ended the call regardless of the protests from the demons outside the territory.
"I haven't met those guys for many years, so I just want to take this opportunity to get together."
After putting away the communication jade tablet, Patriarch Tianji took out a piece of golden talisman and threw it into the air: "Disciples of Jiuxuan Tianlongmen, quickly return to the sect to gather!"
"puff!"
The talisman spontaneously ignited in the air and turned into several streams of light shooting in all directions.
Deep in the Changbai Mountains, at the bottom of a snow valley abyss that has never been explored by humans, the Qingfeng Sword God closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in front of a huge bronze door with a crack in the middle.
Wave after wave of hurricanes containing terrifying and destructive power poured out from the gaps in the bronze door, like countless sharp swords constantly cutting the scarred stone walls on both sides of the abyss. It seemed that this abyss ravine was the masterpiece of the hurricane in this door for many years.
The Qingfeng Sword God is like a statue, sitting motionless at the outlet of the strongest wind, with his body covered by a thick layer of snow.
Such a powerful hurricane did not blow the snow off Qingfeng Sword God's body, let alone cause any damage to his body.
When the stream of light from Tongtian Patriarch penetrated into Qingfeng Sword God's eyebrows, Qingfeng Sword God suddenly opened his eyes, and the snow on his body was instantly shaken away.
Then, he quickly moved his hands, condensed countless sword energy, and shot towards the hurricane.
The next moment, the hurricane that almost cracked the earth was pushed back by Qingfeng Sword God's sword energy.
"Bang!"
Under the influence of the overwhelming energy, the bronze door as huge as a high-rise building slammed shut, and the hurricane in the abyss also dissipated.
Qingfeng Sword God slowly stood up, tiptoed slightly, and turned into a blue light and shadow rising into the sky.