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"Well, since everyone has said so, I have no opinion." Emperor Jun also said.
On the contrary, Sikong said casually, "you are both big and big. I'm just a small family. If you have a heart, you have more than enough energy. You can deal with this matter. See you at the harbor a year later."
The strength of the people lurking in Zixiao palace will not be too low. What Sikong Banyu's men can do is just two sea area immortals. They are sent by him to protect the base camp. They can't be moved easily. In addition, he only has fengshenwei in his hand. However, fengshenwei has no semi divine realm at present, and only has the existence of void warriors in the cave. Isn't it self digging to find trouble in Zixiao palace with such strength?
"Ha ha Sikong Banyu, why should you belittle yourself? There are also many Terran masters. If you give orders, many people will not disobey your orders. " Emperor Jun is very clear about the things at sea before. Now, no one is against Sikong's half language. If he and Zhang Lingyu can win the first battle, the strength of the Terran will increase the strength of Zhangjia, and naturally it will not be weaker than the other four forces.
"They? Hehe, it's just a group of suspicious guys, but they can't get on the stage. The Terran side will be handed over to brother Zhang to deal with it! I won't participate, alas I can't do it
Hearing this, Zhang Lingyu couldn't help rolling her eyes. I'm afraid this guy is trying to be lazy! However, there is no way, Sikong Banyu does not have many confidants, after all, he is just a rising star, not enough details.
"Well, that's all for today! In the coming year, when people from all major forces arrive in the Chinese seaport, we will discuss it again. " Hua Weiming first stood up and said to the three.
"Good. See you in a year."
"Goodbye..."
After leaving the LingXiao palace, Zhang Lingyu and Sikong Banyu travel on the sea to control the sky. They are very fast and have landed on the land in half a day.
"Sikong Banyu, one year later, the harbor alliance will have to be elected. Therefore, half a month before this, I will go to the capital to look for you. You should be prepared." Zhang Lingyu turned to look at Sikong, and said in a deep voice.
Zhang Lingyu is a master of fairyland. According to Sikong Banyu's estimation, he is afraid that half of his feet have already stepped into the realm of heaven and man. For him, such a master is invincible, at least now he is invincible. Although Sikong Banyu has a powerful means to dominate the world, don't forget that Zhang Lingyu is also the emperor's respect, and must also have hidden means.
In a short period of time, Sikong Banyu wanted to have the strength to fight Zhang Lingyu, at least he had to condense his sword soul and step into the real realm of transforming gods, that is, the fairyland of martial arts. But now he only condenses the first sword spirit. It is not so easy to condense the second sword spirit and the third sword spirit, let alone combine the three sword spirits to generate the sword soul. These all take a lot of time to complete. But now, Sikong Banyu only has one year.
But the imperial edict in Zhang Lingyu's hand is the thing he is determined to obtain. How can he give up like this? Sikong Banyu had a sense of urgency in his heart. He must try his best to improve his cultivation as soon as possible in this year. Otherwise, Zhang Lingyu's sword spirit would be completely out of his own hands.
He took a deep breath and clasped his fists and said, "I'll be waiting for you. I'll take the fragments of your imperial edict."
Looking at Sikong's confident look, Zhang Lingyu chuckled: "I hope so, goodbye..."
"Go slow!"
Looking at Zhang Lingyu's back, Sikong half language stood up for a long time, and his mouth showed a wry smile. Within a year, the soul of the sword came out. This is not a simple thing!
"Although the power of faith can accelerate the cohesion of sword spirit, it can't be used to condense the sword soul, otherwise it will be poisoned by incense and fire. Even if Liyun Dynasty is in power, it can not be eradicated. At most, it can only completely condense the three sword spirits. The remaining sword soul cohesion must rely on its own strength. If everything goes well, it will take about half a year to gather and warm up the soul of the sword. "
"Then give me the time to gather the second and third sword spirits. It's less than half a year Damn it, I've never felt that time is so urgent. I have to do something extraordinary at an extraordinary time
Sikong chuckled bitterly and shook his head. He looked up at the desolate scene by the sea. He did not choose to fly away from the sky. Instead, he walked slowly towards the deep shore. It was broad daylight. If he was seen, he would appear in the media all over the world the next day.
The battle at sea has come to an end, but it has aroused the further expansion of the hidden undercurrent, and a hidden storm is quietly spreading. It's not just the martial arts who feel that kind of depression, but ordinary people also feel a kind of inexplicable repression, because during this period of time, the murder cases all over the world can be said to be blowout. The people killed include all walks of life, some are beggars, some are peddlers, some are jobless vagrants, some are politicians and soldiers, and some are rich Business and so on.None of them had much contact, but on the same day, some were killed in the same country, some in the same place. There was no connection between them, but they shared the same feature that no one could find out who killed them.
These people who handle the case are ordinary people. Naturally, it is impossible to find out those senior martial artists. These people are the secret hands left by Zixiao palace. The five major forces are not muddleheaded in their work. The killing teams formed by them are responsible for their own work. They take the list and go to the people who have the right number.
In Qingzhou, China, beside a harbor, a young man with his hands in his pocket is walking on the road beside the port with a sad face. Who is not Sikong Banyu? After he went ashore, he thought hard about the method of promotion, and was not in a hurry to go back to the capital. Anyway, the Dragon King is dead, and there is Zhang Lingyu over there at Zixiao palace. They pay attention to the situation in the whole capital city. Only when the sea area double immortals are guarding, can he be sure that he can think of a way to quickly improve his own strength.
Although he can give up the cohesion of sword spirit, so as to accumulate, use the power of faith to temporarily improve his cultivation, and obtain a short-term strength to fight Zhang Lingyu, but that is an expedient measure.
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On the contrary, Sikong said casually, "you are both big and big. I'm just a small family. If you have a heart, you have more than enough energy. You can deal with this matter. See you at the harbor a year later."
The strength of the people lurking in Zixiao palace will not be too low. What Sikong Banyu's men can do is just two sea area immortals. They are sent by him to protect the base camp. They can't be moved easily. In addition, he only has fengshenwei in his hand. However, fengshenwei has no semi divine realm at present, and only has the existence of void warriors in the cave. Isn't it self digging to find trouble in Zixiao palace with such strength?
"Ha ha Sikong Banyu, why should you belittle yourself? There are also many Terran masters. If you give orders, many people will not disobey your orders. " Emperor Jun is very clear about the things at sea before. Now, no one is against Sikong's half language. If he and Zhang Lingyu can win the first battle, the strength of the Terran will increase the strength of Zhangjia, and naturally it will not be weaker than the other four forces.
"They? Hehe, it's just a group of suspicious guys, but they can't get on the stage. The Terran side will be handed over to brother Zhang to deal with it! I won't participate, alas I can't do it
Hearing this, Zhang Lingyu couldn't help rolling her eyes. I'm afraid this guy is trying to be lazy! However, there is no way, Sikong Banyu does not have many confidants, after all, he is just a rising star, not enough details.
"Well, that's all for today! In the coming year, when people from all major forces arrive in the Chinese seaport, we will discuss it again. " Hua Weiming first stood up and said to the three.
"Good. See you in a year."
"Goodbye..."
After leaving the LingXiao palace, Zhang Lingyu and Sikong Banyu travel on the sea to control the sky. They are very fast and have landed on the land in half a day.
"Sikong Banyu, one year later, the harbor alliance will have to be elected. Therefore, half a month before this, I will go to the capital to look for you. You should be prepared." Zhang Lingyu turned to look at Sikong, and said in a deep voice.
Zhang Lingyu is a master of fairyland. According to Sikong Banyu's estimation, he is afraid that half of his feet have already stepped into the realm of heaven and man. For him, such a master is invincible, at least now he is invincible. Although Sikong Banyu has a powerful means to dominate the world, don't forget that Zhang Lingyu is also the emperor's respect, and must also have hidden means.
In a short period of time, Sikong Banyu wanted to have the strength to fight Zhang Lingyu, at least he had to condense his sword soul and step into the real realm of transforming gods, that is, the fairyland of martial arts. But now he only condenses the first sword spirit. It is not so easy to condense the second sword spirit and the third sword spirit, let alone combine the three sword spirits to generate the sword soul. These all take a lot of time to complete. But now, Sikong Banyu only has one year.
But the imperial edict in Zhang Lingyu's hand is the thing he is determined to obtain. How can he give up like this? Sikong Banyu had a sense of urgency in his heart. He must try his best to improve his cultivation as soon as possible in this year. Otherwise, Zhang Lingyu's sword spirit would be completely out of his own hands.
He took a deep breath and clasped his fists and said, "I'll be waiting for you. I'll take the fragments of your imperial edict."
Looking at Sikong's confident look, Zhang Lingyu chuckled: "I hope so, goodbye..."
"Go slow!"
Looking at Zhang Lingyu's back, Sikong half language stood up for a long time, and his mouth showed a wry smile. Within a year, the soul of the sword came out. This is not a simple thing!
"Although the power of faith can accelerate the cohesion of sword spirit, it can't be used to condense the sword soul, otherwise it will be poisoned by incense and fire. Even if Liyun Dynasty is in power, it can not be eradicated. At most, it can only completely condense the three sword spirits. The remaining sword soul cohesion must rely on its own strength. If everything goes well, it will take about half a year to gather and warm up the soul of the sword. "
"Then give me the time to gather the second and third sword spirits. It's less than half a year Damn it, I've never felt that time is so urgent. I have to do something extraordinary at an extraordinary time
Sikong chuckled bitterly and shook his head. He looked up at the desolate scene by the sea. He did not choose to fly away from the sky. Instead, he walked slowly towards the deep shore. It was broad daylight. If he was seen, he would appear in the media all over the world the next day.
The battle at sea has come to an end, but it has aroused the further expansion of the hidden undercurrent, and a hidden storm is quietly spreading. It's not just the martial arts who feel that kind of depression, but ordinary people also feel a kind of inexplicable repression, because during this period of time, the murder cases all over the world can be said to be blowout. The people killed include all walks of life, some are beggars, some are peddlers, some are jobless vagrants, some are politicians and soldiers, and some are rich Business and so on.None of them had much contact, but on the same day, some were killed in the same country, some in the same place. There was no connection between them, but they shared the same feature that no one could find out who killed them.
These people who handle the case are ordinary people. Naturally, it is impossible to find out those senior martial artists. These people are the secret hands left by Zixiao palace. The five major forces are not muddleheaded in their work. The killing teams formed by them are responsible for their own work. They take the list and go to the people who have the right number.
In Qingzhou, China, beside a harbor, a young man with his hands in his pocket is walking on the road beside the port with a sad face. Who is not Sikong Banyu? After he went ashore, he thought hard about the method of promotion, and was not in a hurry to go back to the capital. Anyway, the Dragon King is dead, and there is Zhang Lingyu over there at Zixiao palace. They pay attention to the situation in the whole capital city. Only when the sea area double immortals are guarding, can he be sure that he can think of a way to quickly improve his own strength.
Although he can give up the cohesion of sword spirit, so as to accumulate, use the power of faith to temporarily improve his cultivation, and obtain a short-term strength to fight Zhang Lingyu, but that is an expedient measure.
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