"How's it going?"
In the evening, deep in the Sword Forging Valley, three figures quietly appeared under a big tree above the cliff. They were Shen Guan, Qingye and Mu Kui.
"It has been more than ten days since the third divine weapon was transformed, and there has been no movement inside." Ge Teng was a little confused. If there is really a master forging weapons in the inner space of the cliff, with his astonishing speed, It’s time for the fourth magic weapon to be released.
"Is it possible that our judgment was wrong?" Qingye frowned.
"It's only been ten days. Maybe he doesn't have enough materials anymore, or maybe the magic weapon he is forging is very complicated. Let's wait and see patiently."
“…”
The sky is getting darker and darker, and figures are flickering up and down the cliff.
After so many days, those warriors with low cultivation levels have quietly left to avoid being affected by any sudden situation. The remaining thousands of people are at least sixth-level warriors, and even seventh-level great warriors and eighth-level warriors. Wu Zong, and the number is still increasing.
As time went by, the figures of some ninth-level powerhouses were gradually discovered.
The burly old man who flashed up from time to time on the top of the cliff seemed to be Shen Guan, the great elder of Shenbing Pavilion.
One day at noon, two people, an old man and a young man, appeared in front of the Taiyin Tomb. The girl among them seemed to be Tang Yun, the little princess of the Tang Dynasty. The identity of the old man in white robes whom she called "Grandpa" was also revealed. Who else could he be besides Tang Moyang, the founder of the Tang Empire
One morning, an old red-haired man with a tall nose and deep eyes stopped beside the sword monument for a long time. It was not until he left that a nearby eighth-level martial sect with white hair and beard suddenly recalled that the red-haired old man seemed to be the founder of the Moyun Empire. Ancestor, Mo Huang, the ninth level peak powerhouse.
One evening, a graceful and gentle middle-aged man chatted with Shen Guan on the top of the cliff. He was suspected to be the founder of the Salon Empire, novice monk.
Another day, a fat old man and a beautiful white-haired woman appeared under the cliff...
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"Not only is Shen Guan here, but Tang Moyang, Mo Huang, and Sha Mi, the founders of the three great empires, are also here. And that woman, it seems, is Shan He's sister Shan Lan?"
Thousands of meters away from the Taiyin Tomb, between several huge rocks, an old man in white with a wrinkled face and a haggard appearance sat cross-legged on the ground, muttering softly with a gloomy expression.
This old man in white is Tang Mochang.
When he mentioned the words "Tang Moyang", the anger in his tone was very obvious.
The Tang family in Nulang City can be regarded as a branch of the royal family of the Tang Dynasty. When Tang Moyang founded the Tang Dynasty, Tang Mochang also made great contributions. But after Tang Huan caused trouble in the Tang family two years ago, the Tang royal family never showed any sign, which made him extremely angry.
Entering the realm of the ninth-level Martial Saint this time, Tang Mochang was extremely ambitious and prepared to take action himself, looking for opportunities to kill Tang Huan, but reality gave him a slap in the face. In just about two years, Tang Huan He has gone from a seventh-level great martial artist to a ninth-level peak powerhouse.
Even the "Eight Desolate Dragon King", one of the eight demon kings of the demon clan, was killed by Tang Huan.
In the eyes of most people in this world, a person who has just broken through to the ninth-level martial saint is also a strong man. However, in the eyes of the ninth-level peak demon kings such as the Eight Desolate Dragon King, he is not much different from the eighth-level martial arts master. Nowadays, even the Dragon King of the Eight Desolations is no match for Tang Huan. If he kills Tang Huan, he is seeking his own death.
After learning about Tang Huan's condition, Tang Mochang was shocked and frightened.
He originally wanted to call it quits, but when he thought that if the matter of asking "Youye Temple" to assassinate Tang Huan was leaked, the Tang family would be uprooted, he couldn't sleep or eat well. Therefore, when he learned that there might be a magic weapon appearing in the Sword Forging Valley, he rushed over without any hesitation.
If he could have a magic weapon in hand, he would have an extra level of protection.
Unexpectedly, after arriving at the Sword Forging Valley, I discovered that the number of powerful people who had shown their whereabouts here was beyond imagination, including Tang Moyang, Mo Huang, Sha Mi and Shan Lan, who had not been deployed in the ninth level for decades. The top experts are all coming, which shows how tempting the magic weapon is.
With such a ninth-level peak powerhouse around, his hope of winning the divine weapon was extremely slim.
"None of these people are good!" Tang Mochang's face twitched slightly, he gritted his teeth and almost squeezed out a string of characters from between his teeth, "If I get the magic weapon..."
"You're right, they are not good people!" At this moment, a voice as thin as a gossamer suddenly broke in, interrupting Tang Mochang's words.
"who?"
Tang Mochang jumped up like a spring and roared, but the hair on his body stood up, and a chill rushed directly from the tailbone to Tianling Gai. The voice just now almost rang in his ears, but with his strength, he didn't sense anyone nearby at all.
"take it easy."
That soft voice sounded again.
Tang Mochang's pupils shrank, he immediately turned around, followed the sound, and saw a dark figure walking between the rocks a few meters away. The man had a slender body, wrapped in a black robe, and wore a A mask only revealed those two dark eyes. What surprised Tang Mochang was that when this person moved forward, his feet did not touch the ground. He looked like a ghost floating in the air.
"who are you?"
Tang Mochang was very alert. Hearing the voice of the uninvited guest opposite and looking at his dress, he had no idea whether he was a man or a woman, old or young.
"Brother Mo Chang is really forgetful. Two years ago, we had a transaction." The man laughed.
"Deal? What deal?"
Tang Mochang was stunned for a moment, then smiled coldly, without relaxing his vigilance and vigilance at all, "I don't remember any transactions with you?"
The man was not angry and smiled again: "Since you don't remember, I will remind you, Crescent City, Tingtao Pavilion."
"Tingtao Pavilion..."
Tang Mochang was startled for a moment, then his expression changed drastically, as if he had seen a ghost, he took two steps back, "You... you... you are the master of the 'Youye Temple'?"
"Brother Mo Chang finally remembered."
The man said with a smile, "After all, our 'Youye Temple' has really made a loss-making business. In order to assassinate Tang Huan, our temple has lost many archers. You know, an arrow can be used in many ways." How difficult it is to cultivate hands. Not only that, after several consecutive failures, the strongholds of our Youye Temple in the Glory Continent were also taken over by the Divine Weapon Pavilion. "
"What does this have to do with me?" Tang Mochang said with a gloomy face and gritted his teeth.
"Of course it has something to do with Brother Mo Chang."
The man said slowly, "Since we found out that it was a loss-making business, we naturally cannot continue to lose money like this. Now that we have the opportunity to correct it, how can we make a mistake?"
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