The time had not yet reached noon, Jiang Zirou stayed alone in the courtyard and waited quietly.
From time to time, streamers of light could be seen flying overhead in the valley. It took less than an hour for the test results just now to spread.
At this moment, the big figures from Chili City and Wushizong came one after another.
Waiting quietly outside the door.
"Time is up…"
Jiang Zirou raised his head and glanced at the sky. The sky was slightly white, and he didn't see the sun, but the sky was clear and bright, with beautiful cloud lines running through the left and right, stretching from behind the high wall to endlessly distant places.
Roar! ! !
A faint roar rang in my ears.
The sound waves rolled, and as time passed, the sound became louder and louder.
The originally flat ground trembled like water waves, undulating up and down. Not far away, in the lush dragon's breath forest, fiery red branches shook violently and made rustling sounds, like beacon fires burning all over the sky.
"what happened!?"
Jiang Zirou's pupils gradually shrank, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.
Just now…
In that roar, there was a subtle but extremely powerful majesty, and the quality of that breath... even far surpassed the feeling Jiang Zirou had when he first met the Red Moon Emperor.
just like…
When Jiang Zirou first stepped into the martial arts, looking up, the realm of the Dao is vast and unpredictable, and there will never be an end in sight.
This breath gave Jiang Zirou the same feeling. Even the emperor, who represented the top combat power of the three worlds, seemed a little small in front of this breath.
Bang bang bang!
The shaking intensified, and buildings began to collapse.
The dust filled the sky, and some ghosts roared like crazy, and ran to the wide square to vent their anxiety.
Streamers of light flew into the air, everyone was very powerful, there were Taoist priests in white clothes, there were slim women, and of course, there were even more muscular giants.
these people.
They were all extremely serious, looking nervously behind the high wall.
With a wave of his hand, a huge amount of source quality was transformed into runes and flew into the sky, forming an upside-down jade bowl-like protective shield.
I want to isolate the aftermath from the high wall.
But the effect is not good, even if several people work together, plus the formation in the valley itself, the effect is quite weak.
The translucent protective cover shook violently and might explode at any time.
Jiang Zirou was fine. Apart from feeling a sense of crisis like needle pricks and a real pressure, his body didn't react much.
But outside the courtyard.
Some of the weaker ghosts have already started to kneel on the ground, with scarlet blood oozing from their mouths and noses, and the expressions on their faces are distorted, obviously extremely painful.
This roar.
From the high wall, the long distance, coupled with the high wall itself, and the isolation of the valley formation, can cause such severe damage.
It is conceivable that the owner of this voice must have terrifying strength like the scorching sun in the sky, the sacred light shrouded in all directions, and the majesty and majesty are unstoppable.
A terrible conjecture slowly appeared in Jiang Zirou's mind.
Click!
A mass of blood streaked in the white of the black eyes, and then exploded, the pupils instantly turned magnificent blood red.
Double pupil stretched out!
Vision is greatly enhanced, and the essence of the world appears in front of you.
Behind the high wall, a huge figure lay face up on the ground.
Beside this giant, there is a towering mountain and a huge and ancient temple. The temple has been decayed for a long time, and only a few solitary stone pillars are left, telling the glory of the past.
In the giant's left hand, he held a golden sword, and in his right hand, was wrapped around a huge giant snake.
This giant snake, on the winding body of the snake, is impressively densely packed with hundreds of thousands of snake heads.
Thousand-Headed Demon Snake!
At this moment, these snake heads, bathed in the black essence, with scarlet eyes, swallowing snake letters, are fighting with the surrounding people.
In the vision of the double pupil, what the world sees is not the real thing, but the flow of source quality, vitality, and magic breath.
The source quality of different colors represents the different attributes of the master's strength, and the different brightness of the color represents the level of the master's strength.
The light on the giant's body was like the sun, emitting terrible radiation, and the light emitted by the surrounding figures was completely blocked, so Jiang Zirou didn't even notice the existence of these people at the first time.
But it is conceivable to be able to enter the deepest part of the ancient fairy court.
Under such terrible spiritual pressure, they can still fight. It is very likely that these people are the guardians of the emperors in the Nine Great Immortal Sects.
The giant's condition didn't seem to be very good. Jiang Zirou didn't know if he was sleeping or had already fallen.
The thousand-headed snake wrapped around his right arm fought back and forth with these people. The aftermath of the battle turned into skyfire, thunder, and storm, rippling in the ancient fairy garden, the mountains and rivers trembled, and the sky trembled.
But this sudden war didn't last long.
At the end, the giant raised his left hand, the long sword on the left arm, and a dark golden dragon wrapped around the blade.
Cold scales, dark red vertical pupils.
The terrifying sword energy is as vast as the sea, destroying the dead and drowning in all directions. No one can contend with that terrifying power.
Blessed to the soul.
The moment the giant raised his hand, Jiang Zirou had already closed his eyes, lowered his head, and quickly withdrew his double pupils.
After that, what exactly happened in the fairy court.
Jiang Zirou didn't know.
But the continuous vibration on the ground gradually calmed down, and the vast roar from the depths of the fairy court also slowly disappeared.
Adjusting his mood, just seeing a corner of the battlefield was a lot of consumption for Jiang Zirou, and even the double pupil was a little injured. At this moment, deep in the eyes, there was a tearing pain.
Fortunately, with the current Nether physique, the vitality is unbelievably tenacious.
After a few breaths, the severe pain began to ease, and the somewhat messy breath on his body gradually calmed down.
"call…"
Let out a long breath.
Jiang Zirou sat cross-legged on the ground, staring at the large shadow in front of her, and was taken aback for a moment.
Black breeches, delicate buckskin boots, and the slender leg muscles made the loose trousers a little tight. Jiang Zirou subconsciously looked up.
In front of him was a tall, silver-haired man.
His delicate face and handsome eyebrows are almost the most Jiang Zirou has ever seen. But the muscular lines on his body are so fit, coupled with that monstrous long silver-white hair.
This fusion of violence and exquisiteness left a deep impression on almost everyone who saw this person for the first time.
This one is second...
More importantly, when did this guy come, I didn't realize it just now.
Thinking of this, Jiang Zirou frowned slightly, and looked at him warily.
"Don't worry."
There was a smile on the silver-haired figure's face, and his voice was soft and hoarse, with a moving tone.
Jiang Zirou's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the figure in front of him with a strange expression... Judging from the voice, this guy is actually a woman.
"I am the elder sister of Wu Shizong."
The tall, silver-haired woman smiled and introduced herself.
"The name is Xiya. I'm afraid that there will be an accident here, so I came here to take a look."
"Sia... my lord!"
Jiang Zirou froze, stood up slowly, and bowed to the person in front of him.
This elder sister of Wu Shizong, coupled with the ability of the other party to suddenly appear in front of him, it is obvious that the silver-haired woman in front of him is quite a master.
"You don't have to call me an adult, just call me Senior Sister."
Xi Ya waved her hand and looked at Jiang Zirou with satisfaction.
"Then thank you, Senior Sister."
Jiang Zirou replied in a low voice, and then, not knowing what to say, the atmosphere became a little quiet for a while. .
"correct…"
Xi Ya folded her arms around her chest and stood beside Jiang Zirou, looking at the high wall in the distance.
"Do you know who is imprisoned in this high wall?"
she asked suddenly.
"Ancient Immortal Court?" Jiang Zirou tried to answer.
This matter is not a secret in Chili City, and it is also a relatively accepted answer.
"No." Xi Ya shook her head, and said lightly, "In this high wall, the Supreme Being is imprisoned."
"Um!?"
Jiang Zirou was a little confused for a while.
She thought of the giant with a thousand snakes wrapped around her hands that she saw earlier, and at the same time, she also thought of the woman she saw on the throne when she passed the last stage of the saint's tribulation.
These two people are both supreme...or, supreme, it just represents a title, or a special realm.
Xi Ya didn't seem to be in the mood to explain, and Jiang Zirou didn't ask too many questions to avoid suspicion.
"In this earthquake, the blood test equipment was severely damaged. It is estimated that the time for blood test will be slightly delayed."
Shia spoke slowly.
"At that time, the news will spread. I am afraid that some people from the military department will come here to snatch people, because they are now at war with the Yuan Realm and the Demon Realm. The military department is powerful, but our Nine Great Immortal Sects have a long history and few disciples. In addition to the unique relics in the Immortal Court, these are things that the military cannot give you."
Shia paused before speaking.
"If possible, I hope that when the test results come out, you can still choose our Wushizong."
"If your blood is good enough, the teacher will teach you personally."
Xi Ya is the elder sister of Wu Shizong.
Her teacher, needless to say, is the Suzerain of Wushizong, Wudingdijun.
"Thank you, sister."
Jiang Zirou definitely won't join the military as a minion, she said sincerely, "I will think about it carefully."
"That's good." Shea smiled.
Then he took a step forward, his body flickered, and disappeared from Jiang Zirou's eyes in an instant. The speed was so fast that you could hardly track Jiang Zirou's eyesight.
"Wushizong...it really isn't simple."
…
An instrument that can completely test blood vessels is quite precious.
So after the messy work of repairing, testing, debugging, etc., five days have passed.
Wait until the sixth day.
The instrument was repaired, and several batches of Netherworld were tested again. After confirming that there was no problem with the test results, Jiang Zirou was notified to carry out the test.
The room where the detection is located is a basement in the valley.
From the outside, this room is an ordinary two-story red stone building. Outside the building, there is a huge and clean square.
At this moment, many people have appeared in the square.
There are soldiers from the military department, there are also elders from the outer sect of Wushizong, and there are people from Chili City, etc.
Among the dozens of people, at a glance, the two people standing in the center are the most eye-catching.
One of them, with strange silver hair scattered around her shoulders, was the elder sister who met Jiang Zirou not long ago.
The other one was a giant who was six meters tall with a full face and a huge black cross embroidered on his bald head. The giant was dressed in bunts, with a protruding belly, and he had a majestic and majestic aura like a mountain.
This fat man is the general in charge of logistics of the Black Crusade, Li Rong.
General is the title, but the fat man's actual combat power is that of a prince... The natural environment in the Netherworld is quite harsh, with real beasts and natural disasters, and even some hostile military departments.
All need to beware.
Therefore, being in charge of logistics is actually a rather arduous job. Only the strong can coordinate the situation and ensure the supply of front lines and the operation of war supplies.
"Hey, a genius with both strength and speed at the Black Jade level must have amazing bloodlines."
Li Rong stood beside Xi Ya, laughing loudly.
"This bloodline is at least one black jade-level bloodline, and there may even be other kinds of jade-level bloodlines. It's really rare... Sister Xiya, if you don't have to bear the pain to part with each other, our Black Crusade Department must be big There is compensation."
"This matter still depends on the child's personal wishes."
Shia responded nonchalantly.
"That's good, that's good!"
Li Rong didn't care. His Black Crusade was in charge of fighting the front lines of the Demon Realm, and the resources he had searched and suppressed were innumerable.
Although Wushizong has a profound background, it has always stayed in the depths of the Netherworld. In terms of wealth, it must not be able to compare with these military departments.
This trip, as long as Shia doesn't get in the way.
Li Rong is very sure that he will dig this black jade-level genius into their Black Crusade.
You know... a black jade-level genius.
If you don't die halfway, your growth will be smooth, and there is a great possibility that you will be able to grow into an emperor-level master.
A master at the emperor level... Even for the Black Crusade, which is full of masters, this is an absolute qualitative change, and the entire army battle group will undergo a radical change.
And at that time, as the main person in charge of this matter, Li Rong will also be able to get a generous reward from the Black Crusade.
Thinking of this, a little smile appeared on the fat black man's face involuntarily.
While people were talking about it, at the end of the square, on the winding path.
Dressed in black, with soft long silver hair and an indifferent expression, the handsome young man appeared in everyone's sight. Some people had amazement in their eyes, while Li Rong smacked his lips, feeling that this genius was different from his imagined image.
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