Although the strength and physical defense of Xiao Zuiji transformed into dark gold have been greatly improved, there are too many ghosts on the battlefield after all.
"superior!"
brush! brush! brush!
The disciples headed by Li Qingyang rushed over, and high-level forces such as the Purple Mountain Demon King and Ding Xingwang also flew out from the main peak.
A new round of fighting began, because it was repeated many times, so after a short fight, the ghosts on the battlefield were completely wiped out.
The number and strength are the same every time. From the first defeat, it means that they can't do anything to the Eternal Sect, let alone break through the stronghold of the Starfall Continent. They can only give them experience.
The fighting is over.
Xiao Zuiji returned to the stronghold, the energy in his body was released, and the dark gold all over his body disappeared instantly. Yunzhou Xiayin gradually gathered and stood in front of him. Judging from the gloomy color, the nirvana has obviously entered the CD cooling time.
"How does it feel?"
Xiao Zuiji said with burning eyes: "Very strong!"
During the blessing of the nirvana, he gained explosive power and strong defense, and his whole body was sublimated in an all-round way!
Li Fei, Tian Qi and the others were so envious that they rushed to the construction site, only to find that their junior brother Ye Xingchen and He Wudi were already moving bricks, so the corners of their mouths twitched slightly: "More diligent than us!"
…
Zhongzunzhou, the altar.
After Wan Guzong wiped out all the ghosts on the battlefield again, the time has been shortened to sixty.
According to this rhythm, the upper realm will continue to send experience packages down, and the portal leading to the plane battlefield will appear on the Starfall Continent within a few days.
"Time shortened again!"
After receiving the news from the altar, the designated first batch of strong men not only made arrangements for their funeral, but some of them also set up the Clothes Tomb in advance.
As the time to enter the battlefield is getting closer, there is a desolate and tragic atmosphere of "the wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong men will never return" gathered in the sky of Starfall Continent.
"Father, you've been here a bit frequently recently."
"Just to see you."
In the cafeteria, while eating fried rice, Mu Changhong looked at her daughter, and then secretly wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes.
"Father, my daughter has just practiced outside, so she went to study first." Mu Honglian didn't notice anything unusual about her father, but went to the Spirit Gathering Formation to digest the martial arts experience she had just acquired.
"Master Mu."
Jun Changxiao sat down with a jar of wine, poured it for him, and said: "The battlefield of the plane is not hell, there is no need to be so pessimistic."
"Why."
Mu Changhong raised his bowl and drank it all, sighing, "According to the news from the altar, there are only 60 days left to enter the battlefield."
"Sixty days?"
Jun Chang smiled in surprise and said, "Isn't there still two years left?"
"In the beginning there were still two years, and I don't know who I offended the Upper Realm in Starfall Continent, but now it has been shortened to two months." Mu Changhong said with a bitter face.
Jun Chang smiled and said, "When was it reduced?"
Mu Changhong told all the news he received from the altar.
After learning about it, Jun Changxiao fell into silence.
Judging from the shortened time, it should be when the disciples of the sect were fighting against the ghosts on the battlefield. Could it be... There is a connection between the two
"Could it be that the area is becoming more and more urbanized, which has caused the time to enter the plane battlefield earlier?"
Jun Changxiao has this guess because of the regulations of the upper realm. After entering the plane, the territory must be expanded to the size of the city before being eligible to leave freely.
At present, the base of Starfall Continent is very close to the town. The upper realm doesn't want them to meet the requirements without coming in, so deliberately shorten the time
"Don't worry, City Lord Mu."
Jun Changxiao picked up the bowl and said with a smile, "Maybe a miracle will happen."
"I hope."
Mu Changhong spent a lot of time in Wan Guzong, drank a lot of wine, and then left drunk.
Jun Chang forced the alcohol out of his body, sat in the hall, dragged his left cheek and said: "The time to enter the battlefield is speeding up, and I have to quickly set a price."
All the warriors in Xingyun Continent entered the plane battlefield with the heart of death, but in fact, they were almost cleared by themselves, so this is a good opportunity to make money.
…
It's strange to say that after Xiao Zuiji's battle with his nirvana yesterday, no ghosts on the battlefield appeared for several days in a row.
"Counseled?" Jun Chang smiled and shook his head.
The ghosts on the battlefield do not come, Li Qingyang and others focus on construction after practicing, and the peaks are changing every day.
Li Shangtian, Mu Honglian and the others, with enough actual combat, put their minds on perception, one after another touched the wall leading to the Martial Emperor, as long as they pushed it down, they could easily advance.
"Wow!"
In the cafeteria, Liu Wanshi held Ruyi Shenmeng and said happily, "Sect Master, the spatula is so beautiful!"
Jun Chang said with a smile: "Girl, this is not a spatula, this is a magic weapon!"
"Pfft!"
Liu Wanshi was amused, and said: "Sect Master, the spatula is used for cooking, how can it be a magical weapon?"
"Don't you believe it?"
Jun Chang smiled and shrugged, "You can try it."
"good."
Liu Wanshi said: "Let me try!"
…
"Senior brother Chu, how is your understanding?" Huo Ling asked with a smile on the martial arts arena.
Chu Xiunan proudly said: "I have a hunch that within half a month, we will definitely be able to break through to the Martial Emperor!"
"I have this hunch too!" Huo Ling laughed.
The two of them have entered the plane battlefield many times to fight, and they have accumulated real combat experience and realm perception very quickly, and their talents are good, breaking through to the emperor level is also a matter of course.
"Let's go to the cafeteria to eat."
"Gah!"
Just as Huo Ling and Chu Xiunan were about to get up, they all froze in place. Because of the location of the kitchen in the cafeteria, a golden light suddenly shone, and they almost couldn't open their eyes!
"what's the situation!"
"Why is there such a strong golden light!"
The disciples who were going to eat all noticed it, and after the golden light dissipated, they gathered around the kitchen, only to see Liu Wanshi standing in front of the stove, her eyes wide open.
In the big pot is fried rice.
But every grain of rice is shrouded in golden light!
"this… "
Liu Wanshi rubbed her eyes and said in surprise, "What's going on!"
The ingredients and rice are very normal, and the method is the same as before. Why does it sparkle when it is fried this time, as if it has turned into gold
"Maybe."
Liu Wanshi looked at Ruyi Shenmeng placed on the chopping board, and said, "Is it because of frying with it?"
…
"Oh my god! The fried rice made by Senior Sister Liu is even more delicious than before. My soul feels like it's going to fly to the sky!"
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo L L L L L l l L L t o t h e f rom this world!"
In the cafeteria, the disciples crazily praised while eating golden fried rice.
After Zhen Dejun finished eating, he held up the bowl and licked it in a big circle, and then said loudly: "Dahei, give me another bowl!"
"metropolitan!"
Liu Wanshi at the door of the kitchen couldn't put it down, holding Ruyi Shenmeng in her hands, and said happily: "This spatula is really powerful!"
Jun Chang laughed and said: "A warrior's sword is a weapon, and a cook's spoon and spatula are also a weapon, so I am right to say that it is a magic weapon."
"Enen!" Liu Wanshi nodded heavily.
"Hoo-hoo--"
At this moment, a powerful promotion trend emerged from the outside.
"Honglian is about to break through." Jun Gousheng said with a smile.
"Hoo hoo!"
Suddenly, an incomparably sharp sword appeared on the mountain peak where the male disciples of the inner sect lived.
Sect Master Jun said in astonishment: "Zhou Hong is about to break through to Sword Emperor!"
Zhou Hong has never shown the scene of the plane battlefield for so long. It's not that he has been forgotten, but the surge talisman can't surge the sword.
"After this guy breaks through, he will definitely be stronger than me." Ye Xingchen thought to himself.
Don't look at him breaking through to the Emperor Wu early, but he also knows that once Zhou Hong breaks through to the level of the Sword Emperor, it will be difficult to defeat the opponent without relying on external factors.
"Hoo hoo!"
The momentum of promotion roared, and it dissipated after a while.
Mu Honglian successfully stepped into the realm of Martial Emperor, and Zhou Hong stepped into the realm of Sword Emperor!
"Master Li."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "The sect has a sword emperor born on this day, and a party will be held to celebrate in the evening."
"En." Li Luoqiu nodded.
Standing in the distance, Ye Xingchen's face became brighter, and he said firmly in his heart: "Don't drink, absolutely don't drink!"