Being in the Eternal Realm where the attributes of heaven and earth are extremely majestic, Gongsun Ruoli didn't come to his senses for a long time.
"That's right."
Jun Chang smiled and said, "This is my world."
"My son is really extraordinary."
Gongsun Ruoli was shocked to break through the half-step heavenly realm, and she was even more shocked to have a powerful plane.
"I have arranged my clansmen here, but I lack a leader. I hope my father can take over." Jun Chang said with a smile.
"You are the patriarch."
"I also want to manage the sect and the entire plane."
Ever since becoming the patriarch of the Stone Statue Clan, Jun Changxiao has handed over all the internal affairs to the Sangong Jiuqing. He didn't mean to be lazy on purpose, but he had to do a lot of things, and he couldn't be busy at all.
"All right."
Gongsun Ruoli said: "It will take some time for the injury to recover, so I will help you deal with the internal affairs of the clan for the time being."
In this way, Gou Sheng pushed the responsibility of the patriarch to the past, and the burden on him was reduced.
Gongsun Ruoli was the leader of the stone statue clan before, so when she came to the ancestral land, she quickly called all the civil and military officials to discuss the future development of the clan carefully.
Speaking of development, I have to mention the recent changes in the ancient world.
Various ethnic groups have successively built cities suitable for ethnic group life, and the originally desolate land has gradually regained vitality.
Especially in the area of thousands of miles centered on the Wangu sect, with the efforts of Mr. Wei and the members of the medical hall, many medicinal herbs have been cultivated one after another, and the air is filled with a refreshing fragrance.
"My plane."
Standing on the top of the mountain, looking down at the earth, Jun Changxiao said proudly: "It will become stronger and stronger."
Page continues to clear the wasteland.
Li Qingyang is continuing to study various city buildings.
The Stone Statue Clan and the Dragon Clan are constantly exploring in their ancestral lands so that they can live for a long time.
Xuanyuan Realm, which was originally deserted, is now thriving. What level it can grow in the future depends not only on Jun Changxiao, but also on the joint efforts of all major ethnic groups.
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"No wonder it can fly."
In the main hall, Jun Changxiao played with the bronze mirror and said, "It turns out it depends on it."
The old man Taixuan said: "There is a complex formation inside this thing, which can resist the erosion of the power of the universe after it is activated."
"oh?"
Jun Changxiao's eyes lit up, and said, "Can it be cracked? Can it be copied?"
Although there are battleships such as the Eternal that can take disciples to fly in the upper universe, they still cannot go out alone, which is more or less inconvenient. If the bronze mirror can be developed, the problem will be solved very well.
"The internal formation system is very similar to the star spirit world, so there shouldn't be any major problems." Old Taixuan said.
It is a bit difficult for him to fight, and it is most suitable for him to study technology.
"Similar to the Astral World?"
"Could it be that the Heavenly Demon Emperor has something to do with the Star Spirit Realm?"
Jun Chang smiled and frowned.
If my guess is correct, the situation may be a bit serious.
…
Tianwei secret realm.
The core disciples headed by Lu Qianqian stood in the main hall.
After a few days of cultivation, they still decided to challenge the SS-level heroic soul, not for anything else, just to obtain equipment.
"Who to choose?"
"Choose him!"
"call out"
After everyone selected the heroic soul, they were teleported to the place where the rivers are rushing.
A person stood on the shore, looking up to the sky and sighing: "If the sky kills me, what can I do! Zong Jiangdong's father and brother are pitiful and king me, how can I see him!"
"..."
Li Qingyang and the others frowned.
This should be the SS-level heroic soul that was selected just now.
Although his back was facing everyone, it was difficult to see his face clearly, but he exuded an aura of unrivaled strength, which seemed to be stronger than the Lu Bu he met before.
"call out-"
There was a sound of breaking through the air.
Before everyone had time to look up, they saw a heavy gun crashing to the ground.
"Snapped!"
The person with his back grasped the weapon with one hand, turned around slowly, and a face full of domineering aura emerged, saying: "Come on, fight!"
"Tap Tat Tat!"
At the same time, a black horse galloped from nearby.
"Swipe—" The man raised his gun and landed on the horse in a mighty posture. The tip of the gun gathered energy and stabbed at the crowd, and shouted: "I am the Overlord of Western Chu!"
"boom!"
Xiao Zuiji stood in front of him with a horizontal shield, blocked that powerful and heavy shot, and was instantly blown away.
"superior!
"Shh! Shh! Shh!"
Lu Qianqian, Ye Xingchen and others rushed over.
A battle between the core disciples of the Wanguzong vs. the Overlord of Western Chu was announced.
"boom!"
"boom!"
After half an hour.
Xiang Yu, who was covered in scars, stood in front of the Wujiang River with his Overlord Spear.
"Plop!"
He Wudi sat down weakly, and secretly said: "This guy is too strong..."
Next to him were Lu Qianqian and Ye Xingchen, both of whom had exhausted all their energy and looked crumbling.
As for Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji and others, they were lying on the ground and lost their fighting power.
There are large and small pits on the ground, and the space has become distorted. It can be seen that in the fast-forward half an hour, the two sides launched an extremely tragic battle.
"Although I die..."
Xiang Yu put his sword on his neck, and said proudly: "But he is still the Overlord of Western Chu..."
"Puchi"
Blood splashed and fell into the river.
However, even though he had lost his vitality, Xiang Yu still didn't fall down until his body gradually turned into smoke, leaving behind the Overlord Spear that accompanied him in the north and south.
"this… "
Li Qingyang and the others were dumbfounded.
Although they had already disabled this SS-level heroic soul, they wouldn't draw their swords and commit suicide, right
They don't understand.
This man would rather choose to die by his own sword than by someone else's.
"Second Senior Brother..."
Su Xiaomo said weakly: "Take the gun..."
Li Qingyang walked over with difficulty, grabbed the Overlord Spear engraved with the word 'Zhizhen', and said, "Who wants it?"
"I don't play with guns..."
"I... don't play..."
Su Xiaomo and Li Feidao, it can be seen from their broken words that although they defeated the Overlord of Western Chu, they were exhausted. If the opponent had any more health, they might be wiped out immediately.
Li Qingyang put the Overlord Spear into the space ring, and said: "Let the suzerain distribute it."
"Ding! Because the challenger fails to defeat the Overlord of Western Chu within the stipulated time, he will be forcibly sent out!"
call out! call out! call out!
Everyone was sent out of the secret realm in an instant.
"Plop!" Su Xiaomo fell heavily on the ground and howled, "Oh, my waist..."
…
"Overlord gun?"
In the main hall, Jun Changxiao took the weapon from Li Qingyang.
When he saw the two words engraved on it, he stood up and said ecstatically, "The ultimate level!"
"metropolitan."
Li Qingyang said: "That man claimed to be the Overlord of Western Chu, and then seeing that the defeat was over, he drew his sword and killed himself by the river."
"This is a tragic hero."
Jun Changxiao sympathized: "It's a pity that I met an opponent who knows how to play."
"brush!"
Jun Changxiao came out with a gun and stood on the martial arts arena.
At that moment, he seemed to have returned to the scene where Xiang Yu was besieged in Wujiang, and he was surrounded by embarrassment.
"Strengthen the mountain and the world is overwhelming, the time is not good and the time is not dying, the time is not dying and there is nothing to do, and the time is not dying..." Jun Changxiao sang the tragic song while waving the Overlord Spear, the majestic momentum filled the world, making the world pale .
no doubt.
The Ultimate Overlord Spear is not inferior to the Ultimate Immortal Sword.
"Good gun!"
"Good weapon!"
After the test, Jun Chang smiled and stood upright.
The camera turned around, and saw the high-ranking members of the Wangu Sect and the disciples falling to the ground bleeding from the seven orifices and foaming at the mouth. The reason was that the suzerain did not expect that the suzerain would speak suddenly!