Great Xia, the imperial capital.
A huge shadow passed over a high mountain hundreds of miles away.
The dark clouds gathered, the weather suddenly changed, and the wind and clouds roiled until an old man appeared on this mountain, and the vision caused by him gradually dissipated.
The old man's face is thin, his hair is gray and white, and he is dressed in a dazzling plumage, with a fairy air, and his white pupils seem to gather together like a storm.
This person is Jing Chao, the elder of Qingfeng Sacred Mountain.
Compared with those three incompetent monster disciples.
Jing Chao not only has a high level of cultivation, but also needs to be much more cautious.
Even when he came to a small world with barren vitality, he didn't careless.
He looked at the imperial capital in the distance.
The weather is myriad, and the dragon spirit is magnificent.
"It's a sign of prosperity!" Seeing this, Jing Chao secretly exclaimed, the luck gathered in this city is enough for many people to become saints.
"However, today, this city will become history!"
"Shua!"
He opened his hand, and the huge vitality was like a pillar of heaven, stirring up the sky.
Soon, a huge storm gathered above his head, and thick thunder gathered into a sea, with a radius of hundreds of miles, slowly moving towards the direction of the imperial capital with terrifying might of the sky.
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"Look! What's that in the sky?"
"Oh my god... is the fairy angry?"
With the development of these years, Qiandu is changing.
Because of the Longmian Treasure Land, even in the fringe areas outside the palace, the concentration of vitality is much higher than that in the outside world.
Therefore, more and more powerful people choose to settle here.
Among them are some powerful masters who are extremely rare in the outside world.
A strong man in the realm of a great master practices spiritual thoughts, so when there is still a distance between thunderstorms.
They have already noticed it.
That terrifying heavenly power, that destructive power that shocked the world.
These great masters who thought they were at the pinnacle of martial arts also felt as weak as ants, trembling all over.
"This thunderstorm is definitely not formed by nature!"
"Isn't this nonsense! Unexpectedly, the destination of the thunderstorm should be in the imperial capital."
"I'm afraid only Her Royal Highness the Princess Elder Sage can handle this kind of situation..."
People were terrified, trembling, and pale.
But there is hope in my heart.
However, what these people don't know is that Jiang Zirou is not in the imperial capital now.
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"Now, what should I do?"
In the Governor's Mansion where Jin Yiwei's headquarters is located, Jiang Cheng, Jiang Longxiang, and Ling Xiao stood side by side, looking at the thunder that gathered in the sky.
"Have you told Master what happened here?"
The thunderstorm in the distant sky was reflected in Ling Xiao's clear pupils, and the expression on his youthful face was calm.
"I have already sent a message to Master, but..."
Jiang Cheng responded.
He didn't say anything about the rest of the news, but everyone understood the meaning behind it.
The Demon Realm and the Origin World are not just two places on one continent like the Origin World and the New World, they are really two worlds.
Although the means left by the master are mysterious and infinite.
But whether the news can be delivered to Jiang Zirou, and whether Jiang Zirou can come back in time after receiving the news.
All of this is unknown.
"Brother, do you feel any regrets now?"
Jiang Cheng turned his head and asked Jiang Longxiang with a solemn expression.
"regret?"
Jiang Longxiang shook his head. In order to facilitate his daily life, he used bone shrinking skills to reduce his size to about three meters, but he was still as strong as a hill.
He said coldly: "I never regret the things I did, I only regret the things I didn't do..."
"For example...if I have enough power now, I won't feel uneasy about the arrival of the monster race."
He opened his arms, muscles bulging.
There was a huge roar like a rushing river coming from the blood vessels, which was deafening.
"That's good!"
Jiang Cheng nodded, his expression was no longer serious, and a little smile appeared on his face.
"Four Spirit Guardian Formation, open!"
He stretched out his hand, and a palm-sized, simple and exquisite compass appeared in his hand.
"It's the array...my sister left it?"
Jiang Longxiang looked down, only to see countless interlaced stripes on the compass, densely packed with symbols, and one glance made people feel dizzy.
"That's right!"
Jiang Cheng nodded.
Jiang Zirou had a delicate mind, and when he left the imperial capital, he considered many situations.
This array is exactly one of her backhands left behind.
"The guardian of the four spirits is turned on, and even a saint-level attack can persist for a long time. I hope Master can come back soon."
Jiang Cheng smiled helplessly.
As he spoke, he threw the disc in his hand and hung it in the sky.
Immediately, countless array patterns extended and landed on the city wall, turning into a transparent mask like an eggshell, covering the entire city.
Release the perception again.
In the thunderstorm, the destructive aura swept away and completely disappeared.
At this moment, everyone in the city felt a sense of peace of mind as they watched the storm outside through the window.
I couldn't help but feel a lot of gratitude in my heart.
"It's safe for now..."
Seeing this, Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.
"The formation left by the master is good, but if you want to be attacked endlessly like this, I'm afraid it won't last long!"
Ling Xiao spoke, with a little sadness on his face.
"That's right, you have to take the initiative..."
Even under such harsh conditions, Jiang Longxiang looked cheerful, with a smile on his face, and a natural optimism.
"I'll make the first move. If you are afraid, don't follow."
He smiled, the flame rose and disappeared in an instant.
Jiang Cheng and Ling Xiao looked at each other, shook their heads, and followed closely behind.
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"Unexpectedly... there is such a terrifying formation master in this small world!"
far away.
Jing Chao looked at the imperial capital shrouded in light curtains, with amazement in his eyes.
"I don't know if this formation master is still alive. If he is, catch him, sign the seal of the soul slave, and bring him back to the sect. There will be a great reward!"
The three core disciples of Qingfeng Holy Mountain died.
This is a big event. As the elder of the inner sect who is responsible for the safety of the disciples, Jing Chao has been thinking about how to atone for his sins.
Although the emperor has array patterns to protect him.
But Jing Chao didn't feel that it was too difficult. Although the formation was strong, it could only resist it for a while.
And he has plenty of time to slowly investigate the whole story in this world.
"boom!"
Just as he was concentrating on thinking, the space in front of him distorted.
It was red, like a flame was burning.
"die!"
Jiang Longxiang is seven meters tall, with bulging muscles, red skin, and powerful fists like meteorites falling from the top of his head with comet tails.
boom! ! ! !
There was a loud noise that opened up the world, smoke and dust billowed, and the entire mountain range disappeared in an instant, turning into a deep pit.