suddenly!
A heart-stopping and terrifying aura surged from the distant sky.
The situation is changing!
Woohoo—
The trumpet sounds long and resounds throughout heaven and earth!
Many monks followed the sound and couldn't help but change their expressions.
I saw huge spiritual warships emerging from the end of the sky in the distance, hundreds of feet long. Mysterious lines were carved on the hulls, shining with bright light!
The spirit boat warship came through the sky with terrifying momentum and unbridled pressure. There were figures standing on the bow of the ship, their auras were powerful and frightening.
The door-to-door messenger descends on the ruins!
"It's the spirit boat of Tianxing Sect, one of the top ten sects."
"The leader should be Long Wenyu, the genius of Tianxing Sect."
These spirit boats and warships passed over the heads of many monks, forming large tracts of shadow, covering the sky and the sun!
Not long after Tianxing Sect passed by, many more spirit boats and warships broke through the clouds and mist. Their hulls were dark and gloomy, as if they were ghost ships floating in the ocean of hell.
"One of the top ten visitors, Yin Gui Sect!"
"Be careful, don't be targeted by people from the Yin Gui Sect, otherwise you will be unable to survive or die!"
"In the ruins of Daqian, there are countless fierce ghosts, Yin soldiers and Yin horses. The Yin Ghost Sect completely occupies the advantage of the terrain."
The Yin Ghost Sect's spirit boat sailed into the ruins of Daqian.
After a while, another warship came.
The first ancestors of the powerful clan were cultivators who fought on the battlefield, so the clan members always drove ancient chariots when traveling.
It is different from the wealthy families in the Northern Territory.
All major visits are driven by spirit boats and warships.
"It's the warship of Fire Cloud Valley, one of the top ten visiting ships!"
This time, the approaching spirit ship was burning with raging flames, burning the clouds in the air into a red color, making it miserable and blurry.
"I heard that before this, Wang Yan, the genius of Fire Cloud Valley, came here and was almost killed!"
"Who is so powerful?"
"I don't know which disciple Xu is. I heard that Xingyue Sect's genius Qian Xingyu has fallen. Xingyue Sect will never give up this time!"
"Third of the top ten have arrived, and the other seven are expected to arrive soon. It seems that the rumors are true."
Don't think too much, fifteen days later, Zhu Guo will be born, and there will definitely be a big battle in the ruins of Daqian!
When the time comes, the genius will be bathed in blood and the waves will wash away the sand. I don’t know how many people will survive.
This is a test.
Only the genius who survives the bloody battle is the truly peerless genius, who will be able to establish an unparalleled reputation on the intermediate ancient battlefield twenty years later!
Mu Dongqing looked solemn, and after thinking for a long time, he slowly said: "The situation is too complicated, and the water in the Daqian ruins is too deep."
"How do you say this?" Bai Yuhan heard some hidden meaning.
Mu Dongqing frowned and said, "Have you noticed that there is such a big commotion in the Daqian ruins, but so far, no Nascent Soul Lord has shown up."
Bai Yuhan nodded, she had discovered this a long time ago.
"Zhu Guo's effect on True Lord Yuanying is not very obvious, and it is probably not attractive to True Lord Yuanying either." Bai Yuhan speculated.
"That's a good statement, but it's impossible not to have a Nascent Soul Lord show up. This doesn't make sense!"
"Do you have any idea?"
Mu Dongqing muttered: "I speculate that these Nascent Soul Lords may have already arrived!"
"What do you mean?" Bai Yuhan stared.
Mu Dongqing said: "There are too many forces involved in this Zhu Guo dispute. If the Nascent Soul Lord intervenes, it will definitely break the balance. As you said, for a Zhu Guo, the Yuanying Lords will fight each other. , it’s really not worth it.”
"So, I estimate that the major forces and the Nascent Soul Master are likely to reach a tacit understanding not to interfere with each other, and let the younger generation have a real showdown to see who can become the king of the golden elixir!"
"These Nascent Soul Lords are probably in the dark, watching the outcome of this battle."
Upon hearing this speculation, Bai Yuhan frowned and fell into deep thought.
…
In the crypt.
Above the crimson magma, a brilliant light bloomed, and a piece of pale golden inner armor was suspended in mid-air, beautiful.
On the shore, a monk in green shirt with clear features wiped the sweat from his forehead, breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally smiled.
The monk in green shirt is Su Zimo.
After entering the crypt, it only took him five days to repair all five black gold arrows.
But it took ten days to repair this black gold silk armor!
In the past fifteen days, Su Zimo had never had a moment of rest. His spirit was tense and he was constantly concentrating. His mental and physical energy was severely exhausted, and he had reached the limit.
But it's all worth it.
The five black gold arrows and black gold silk armor are all innate spiritual weapons. Su Zimo's combat power will rise to a new level again!
Su Zimo stretched his waist, took off his green shirt, and prepared to put on the black gold silk armor.
This movement woke up a small furry, fiery red thing at his feet.
The little fox whimpered, with sleepy eyes, and pushed his head against Su Zimo's thigh, as if to express his dissatisfaction.
Su Zimo smiled.
For fifteen days, the little fox had completely let down its guard against him.
At first, the little thing hid and watched from a distance.
Go to sleep when you are tired, and continue reading when you wake up.
After a few days, the little fox saw that Su Zimo ignored her and moved forward.
A day later, she found that there was still no danger, so she moved forward some distance.
…
A few days later, the little fox lay directly at Su Zimo's feet.
She used Su Zimo's calf as a pillow and felt extremely comfortable. She had never slept so peacefully in decades.
The little fox woke up and just rubbed his eyes when he saw Su Zimo taking off his clothes. He couldn't help blushing with shame. He spat softly and cursed in his heart: "This person is good at everything, but he always likes to be naked..."
Su Zimohun didn't care, and put on the black gold silk armor next to her body. She felt a coolness on her skin, which was very comfortable.
This black gold silk armor is as thin as cicada wings, but indestructible, and can be adjusted according to the monk's body shape. It is indeed a rare treasure!
After successfully repairing the innate spiritual weapon, Su Zimo was in a good mood. He put on his green shirt again, looked at the little fox in front of him, and couldn't help but stretched out his palm to touch her furry body.
The little fox instinctively wanted to move away, but she blinked and stayed in place, letting Su Zimo's palm gently brush her body.
"Little fox."
The corners of Su Zimo's mouth curled up slightly, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he said faintly: "Did you know... you snore so loudly when you sleep!"
"This damn scholar! How could you say such a thing!"
The little fox's body froze, with a look of shame and anger. He turned his head towards Su Zimo's palm and bit down hard!
Bang!
The little fox cried out in pain.
Su Zimo's palm was fine, but her teeth were almost broken, and she gasped with a hiss.
Seeing this scene, Su Zimo couldn't help it anymore and laughed.
The little fox pursed his lips and blinked his bright eyes, which were already covered with a layer of water mist. Big tears were rolling in his eyes, as if he had been greatly wronged and pitiful.
Su Zimo quickly put away his smile, rubbed her forehead, pretended to be serious, and said seriously: "But to be honest, your snoring is different, um... it sounds better."
The little fox let out a cry and cried.