Another direction, hundreds of miles away, a city.

In a mansion, a feast is in progress. This is a banquet prepared by locals to welcome a passing Shenzhao strong man. Those who came to attend were local powerful men and local magistrates. Of course, local strong men were also indispensable to accompanying them in person.

One party was very pleased, and the other party enjoyed it. Both parties were very satisfied. The banquet was warm and gradually heading towards **. When several singing girls were called to dance, the so-called wine was drunk without getting drunk, and the dance and graceful figure attracted everyone's enthusiasm.

The ripples of space caused by the arrival of the flying shuttle through the air appeared at this moment, and everyone present who reached the spiritual tour felt this ray of fluctuation. At this moment, a young woman among the graceful singing girls in the field flashed suddenly. She grabbed this moment and flew away like lightning: "Dog official! Come on your life!"

With a blink of an eye, the official's skull fell to the ground, and blood splattered all over the table.

When the woman rushed to a local tyrant with hatred, shouting that she was a feather and exterminated her family, she was worried that if she had this strong man present, she might not be able to take revenge.

When everyone couldn't help but look at the absolute protagonist today, they found that the strong man from Mingxin Sect didn't even look at the official and the woman, soaring towards the sky, his face as solemn as ink. As soon as the few people started calling for help, the strong man impatiently flicked his sleeves and pulled the few people away: "Get out!"

"Is Zong Changkong coming?"

"Is the things that the ancestor Sui told me finally coming?"

The strong man calmed down and took a piece of paper of special material, wrote the message he was about to spread, and then started to burn.

The woman who turned into a singing girl was very strong. She killed several enemies and then fled. The remaining group shouted: "Hurry. Hurry up and catch this woman named Zhu..."

Amid the noise and roar, the woman fled while looking back at the powerful Mingxin Sect in surprise and glory. She didn't understand why this man didn't take action.

In fact, these grudges, love and hatred are not happening one day.

"Zong Changkong?"

Mingxin Sect used a special room to store these flying letter papers, and one of them was the first to appear faintly. There was a faint fluctuation. The people who were sitting here felt while practicing. They quickly opened their eyes and immediately rushed up and saw this piece of paper.

For a moment, I didn't understand the meaning of the words on the paper, and even my tone was confused.

When the paper burned to ashes, the human body shivered and finally remembered the meaning of this name:

"Is Zong Changkong coming?!"

Notes lit up one after another and burned. The man was stunned. Looking at the text on it, he recorded it like a flying record. While roaring, he shouted the disciples outside the house: "Go quickly, go quickly, and leave it to Master Jin!"

For Mingxin Sect, nothing is more important than this.

The news spread as quickly as possible. After this time, the upper levels of Mingxin Sect were all in agitation, waiting for everyone to arrive in a hurry. The notes in it were even burning and the message was being conveyed.

"There has been a strong spatial fluctuation just now, maybe Zong Changkong is coming."

"I feel that the space fluctuates, it may be Zong Changkong."

A large number of people including Jin Hongxue flocked here and looked at the flying letter papers. After the initial wave of news, the flying letter papers burned intermittently. The latest news came.

Each piece of Feixin paper corresponds to a region and is then placed in categories. Feixin paper is of great value, and just purchasing this batch of resources is actually consumed.

This is the Arhat Wasteland Realm, which is the home field that Mingxin Sect has been in charge for many years. It can be said that after many generations, it is no exaggeration to say that looking at the entire Arhat Wasteland Realm, many powerful people and many cultivators may have come from Mingxin Sect for generations.

Even if a country unified its own land and wants to survive, it must first gain the recognition of Mingxin Sect.

Therefore, when Mingxin Sect is prepared and at all costs, make arrangements in advance to try to obtain news of the arrival of the sect Changkong as early as possible. Even if it is difficult, it is better than death. No matter how difficult it is, it can be dealt with the sect Changkong crash?

What's more, Zong Changkong had no intention of hiding his arrival at all.

"Just now, a big shuttle flew in the sky..."

"I didn't see anyone, but the shuttle saw a ship, heading towards..." The address mentioned on the paper was exactly the direction of Mingxin Sect.

"A flash pass by, and the disciple urged someone to provoke him. As soon as the person took action, he disappeared without a trace after a flash of light."

If no one saw it with his own eyes at the beginning, no one would be sure that it was Zong Changkong, no matter what the news came or the people here.

Then, as the follow-up news came one by one, it became clearer and gradually seemed to make the sword hanging on its forehead fall down. It seemed that as soon as everyone looked up, they would be killed by the sharp edge of the sword called "Zong Changkong".

Lin Shenhe and others from the Stardou Sect also learned the news and rushed over. At this time, they listened quietly to the news from the side. Everyone's face seemed to be swung hard, so that their expressions were deformed.

At this time, everyone in the upper class of the two sects had a clear idea.

It's true, Zong Changkong, he is here!

Everyone has a feeling that their heart is clenched and they are almost unable to breathe.

Among the two sects, perhaps the Shenzhao Realm cannot understand this fear. Anyone who breaks the virtual realm has more or less participated in suppressing it over the years. After experiencing the two or three strong rebounds in the Sect Changkong, they have been more or less injured and painful, and have experienced it in their personal experience.

After experiencing it, I have experienced it, so after knowing the inside story, I understand the fear in my heart.

The so-called suppression for more than 800 years is very nice and sounds imposing enough.

But from another perspective, isn’t this just an iron-like fact that the forces of the eight ends of the vacuum lock cannot kill a sect Changkong. In the end, they were even escaped!

The atmosphere was solemn and a faint fear factor was floating.

Sui Kurong exchanged a look at Gu Xing, and first came to a place where the sect was entertaining the VIPs. Entering this elegant courtyard, it was not until he saw the two people inside that he felt more relaxed. He clasped his fists and said, "Zhong Dazun, Ming Dazun, the sect Changkong is here this time. Please both of you!"

"You are polite to Master Sui. Since the Sect Changkong is here, we will first talk about the relationship. If we can reconcile, it is best."

The two people in the courtyard were Zhong Yue and Concubine Ming.

…………

The shuttle flew in the sky and flew past another city.

In the scorching sun, someone accidentally noticed the shadow. He raised his head to the sky and found the shuttle in the air, which attracted many people to see the novelty. Until suddenly, someone swung it out, and a sword energy squirmed towards the shuttle, and a rainbow light broke through the air, with a powerful force.

A brilliant sword energy shot from the shuttle, intertwined into a net, and after intercepting the attack, it quickly decomposed into countless silk threads. In an instant, a thousand tens of thousands of sword energy formed, covering the sky and pointing at the crowd. The sword energy was hissing and tearing the air, so huge that it formed a terrifying and sharp wave of sound.

When countless sword energy was about to kill a group of people who were terrified and screaming, they suddenly became strangely intertwined, as if they were weaving silk into an increasingly dazzling "sword" in an instant!

This is...70% Sword Soul!

The powerful Shenzhao who was hiding among the people attacking Feishu was shocked, and the fear that bloomed in his eyes was amplified countless times by the aroused sword energy. Puchi!

The golden glow flashed and the light of the golden body was shattered. It was too late to escape, and with a puff, it was pierced through the body by the "sword" with green light and nailed to the ground. Immediately, the "sword" slowly turned into a few green lights and dissipated into the air.

What is amazing is that despite the dense crowds and the aftermath of the sword's power is well controlled, it does not cause any harm to the people around.

"Old ancestor. Your sword is powerful, quite powerful." Tan Weiran's eyes lit up. This move was very good at changing the war. His Five Elements Dragon Claw Hand could no longer keep up with his needs. This silk sword has such changing the war. He could not practice it more.

Anyway, if you don’t get into the divine light for a day, you will not be able to improve the Nine Tribulations of Thunder.

"It's worth studying." Zong Changkong commented after a glance: "It's just a little fancy."

Mingkong was ashamed and Tan Weiran laughed secretly. For some reason, Mingkong's moves were indeed quite gorgeous. It was also the Bashi Sword, Tan Weiran practiced so concisely as a ray of flash, but Mingkong practiced thousands, extremely domineering.

The shuttle was not fast, and it flew through cities and boundless wilderness. Occasionally there were wisps of smoke from cooking to cooking villages, but more were the roars of beasts and birds that sounded from time to time.

This world seems familiar, but it seems to have become stranger after more than 800 years.

Zong Changkong didn't say a word for a long time, and his straight figure fell into Tan Weiran and Mingkong's eyes, and it seemed a little hunched, which made people feel indescribable. But when he looked carefully, his figure was still straight and still looked majestic, and there was no curvaceousness.

Maybe I was really dazzled, Tan Weiran thought.

At this time, Zong Changkong suddenly looked up slightly and looked straight in the distance, his eyes as if he was penetrated through the space. In less than a cup of tea, there was a small black dot in the sky getting bigger and bigger, getting closer and closer, and his figure gradually became clearer, and he turned out to be a charming woman.

The person who came was Ming Concubine.

When they entered each other's sight, Concubine Ming smiled slightly, opened her mouth and said, "Senior Zong, I'm Xiayu..."

A red and golden sword emerged from the palm of the sect’s long sky. In a light statement, a suffocating light burst out instantly: “Get out!”

Before Mingfei finished speaking, she was cut off by the slightest change of eyes as soon as she saw it.

The true soul in the sword!

In an instant, a scorching sun burst into shining in the sky. Within a radius of thousands of miles, or even tens of thousands of miles, almost everyone noticed that their eyes suddenly became brighter. Only when they looked up at the sky were surprised to find a strange thing!

There are two suns in the sky!

One round is relatively gentle, but the other round is extremely dazzling, which makes people feel blind at a glance. Not to mention ordinary people, even monks with less cultivation dare not look directly at them.

The soul of the sword of light is like a craze, and one ** hits the Concubine Ming. The Concubine Ming is like being whipped by a whip. She can't help but fly again and again, and the sunset light is destroyed again. When she looked at it, she realized that she was defeated by a sword for more than a thousand miles. (To be continued...)
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