On the azure sky, two long white clouds occasionally drifted by, and below was the lush forest. Everything looked full of life.
An Eastern dragon flew across the sky, leaving a long white mark in the sky.
On Xiao Jin's body, Yunhao is sitting cross-legged practicing. Behind him, there are more than a hundred direct descendants of the Fang family. These boys and girls are keeping silent at this moment, for fear that if they say something wrong, they will be attacked by the demon-like demon. The young man was thrown down.
"Senior Gui, where are we?" Qiao'er, who had recovered somewhat, stood on Xiao Jin's head and asked Gui Xiangtian.
Gui Xiangtian squinted his eyes and guessed: "This place has not been affected by monsters yet. It should be near Tenglong City." [
Tenglong City, the largest city on the Zhongzhou Continent, is also the seat of the royal family of the Tenglong Empire.
This city is not only the economic, cultural, and political gathering point on the Zhongzhou Continent, but also the location of the pinnacle of the entire empire's military power.
Tenglong City is now filled with strong men from all over the world.
Among them are some blond and blue-eyed Westerners. The only purpose of these people coming here is to prevent the monster beasts outside from breaking into the Monster Lock Tower and releasing the terrifying monster beasts inside.
Tenglong City, in the imperial palace.
A grand banquet is being held, and countless powerful people have been invited to participate in the banquet. In fact, everyone understands that participating in the banquet is only in name, and the most important thing is to discuss how to keep the Demon Locking Tower.
The host of the banquet, Emperor Mitte, was currently wearing a luxurious golden dragon robe and walking between the tables with a smile.
He is nearly fifty years old and has some gray hair on his temples, but this does not affect the vigorous feeling he brings to others.
Halfway through the banquet, Mitt walked to the highest platform paved with red carpets.
In front of him is a tall magic crystal microphone. This microphone is famous for amplifying people's voices several times by consuming magic core energy. It is the favorite of some speakers and kings.
Mitt cleared his throat and pressed his hands to signal: "Everyone, please be quiet. At the banquet, Lord Wu Zun, one of the leaders of the Justice League, had something to say."
Wu Zun, one of the few sword masters on the mainland, is also the contemporary head of Shangtian Palace.
The noisy people below immediately calmed down. They all knew what kind of identity Wu Zun was.
Under the gaze of everyone, an old man with a plain appearance stepped onto the stage. There were even some patches on the old man's clothes, making him look very shabby.
However, in the eyes of the crowd below, no one dared to show contempt. When a person's strength reaches a high enough level, his taste can even affect other people.
The old man had a warm smile on his face and looked no different from a normal old man.
But as soon as he spoke, the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented seriousness: "The main purpose of bringing everyone here today is not to attend the banquet, but to discuss how to eradicate the monster clan. "
As soon as he finished speaking, some people below couldn't help but whisper.
Someone shouted: "Lord Wu Zun, we have to use all our strength to protect the Demon Locking Tower. We have no ability to deal with the remnants of the monster beasts scattered everywhere." [
Someone else said: "Master Wu Zun, the Demon Locking Tower has been crumbling in the past two days. Once the Demon Locking Tower collapses, the entire plane will suffer from their disaster."
"Lord Wu Zun, we don't have enough people!"
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These words do not mean that the current Justice Alliance does not have the slightest advantage and may fall apart at any time.
The allies of the Justice League obviously do not have optimistic ideas about the future.
The old man smiled faintly and said: "As long as everyone guards the Demon Locking Tower for a month, we in the Heavenly Palace will have another way to eliminate them, so we will trouble you here."
"Wu Zun, do you want to run away from the Heavenly Palace at this time?" A middle-aged man wearing a loose robe asked coldly.
Wu Zun glanced at him and knew that he was a representative of the Western Dragon Clan. He smiled and said: "Of course not. Most of the disciples of Shangtian Palace are still here. I just need a few core people to help me go out and find a weapon."
"Weapon? What weapon?" asked the Western Pope wearing a golden mage robe.
"Haha, this weapon of mine has the potential to eliminate the monster clan, but it must be kept secret now. Everyone will know when the time comes." Wu Zun said very mysteriously.
After saying some words of encouragement on the stage, Wu Zun stepped back and came to a long and narrow passage.
A black figure had already been waiting there.
"How's it going? Are everyone ready?" Wu Zun asked in a deep voice.
"Lord Martial Lord, our fifty high-end disciples who are good at tracking and investigation are all ready and ready to go to the northern continent to find the weapon at any time." The black shadow said respectfully, clasping his fists.
Wu Zun nodded and waved: "Remember, your whereabouts are absolutely confidential, and you must protect the safety of that 'weapon'."
"I understand." The shadow clasped his fists again, retreated into the shadows and disappeared.
In the long and narrow passage, only Wu Zun's lonely figure remained. He sighed and murmured: "I taught you the "Medicine King's Sacred Code" three years ago. Now, the demonic nature in the body should have been stimulated. We must rely on the ability to fight poison with poison. The only way to completely eradicate the monster clan is through him."
If Yunhao were here now, he would definitely be able to recognize that this guy in shabby clothes who looked like a beggar was the old beggar who changed his destiny three years ago.
However, Yunhao didn't know what was happening here. After several days of traveling, he finally saw the tall city wall of Tenglong City. Looking from a distance, he could also see the mist-shrouded Funiu Fairy Mountain not far away, as well as a A towering black tower.
Of these two, one is where the Heavenly Palace is, the other is where all the demons from the world gather, and in the middle of them is Tenglong City, the most prosperous city in Ulan Continent.
Xiao Jin's gesture attracted too much attention. For safety reasons, Yun Hao and others stopped early a hundred miles outside the city.
Under the surprised gazes of the Fang family members, Xiao Jin shrank into a small strip and got into Yun Hao's sleeves.[
Yunhao turned around and said in a cold voice: "From today on, I will no longer have any relationship with you. There should be some elders of your Fang family in Tenglong City. Go find them yourself."
After saying that, he took Qiao'er and flew towards Tenglong City with Gui Xiangtian.
At this moment, in Tenglong City, although it cannot be said that there are as many sword spirit warriors as stars, they can be seen everywhere on the streets. Occasionally, people fly by from the sky, and people are not surprised.
Wu Zun himself did not expect that the person he was looking for would actually come here by himself.
Due to the repair and nourishment of Yunhao's fighting spirit in the past few days, Qiaoer's body was no longer seriously injured. Along the way, due to the fact that Xiaojin was a member of the Fang family, the two of them rarely spoke.
After getting rid of more than a hundred people in the Fang family, Qiao'er herself was relieved. Somehow, when Fang Yitian revealed the reason why she was left in the family and enjoyed the treatment of a high-ranking princess, she felt different about her family. There is a bottomless estrangement, and this estrangement will obviously be difficult to eliminate in this life.
Holding Yunhao's arm tightly, Qiaoer felt a little safer in her heart.
Without Qiaoer in the family, all that is left is Yunhao.
Suddenly, a beggar on the street attracted Yunhao's attention. His eyes suddenly lit up and he walked towards the beggar.
Gui Xiangtian was stunned for a moment, and then followed him. Yunhao's target naturally attracted his attention, but after a casual sweep, Gui Xiangtian couldn't help but feel shocked.
"Sword Master?! This beggar is actually a Sword Master!"
Yunhao walked up to the beggar, and the beggar also noticed Yunhao. After a surprised look flashed in his eyes, he was filled with joy and excitement.
"Is that you?" the beggar greeted cheerfully.
Yunhao nodded and said, "Yes, it's me."
"Have you lived well these two years?" the old beggar asked with a half-smile.
Yunhao smiled bitterly: "Although it is quite difficult, it is still pretty good. At least it is much better than before."
This is true. If it hadn't been for the "Medicine King Sacred Book" given to him by this beggar, he would still be just a waste now.
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Sorry, the setting error caused the update to be late. I apologize for the third update today.