In the northernmost part of Mobei, summer has not arrived for a long time and heavy snow is falling.
In the Confucian camp, in order to counterattack the demon clan as soon as possible, Li Ziye dragged his injured body and worked sleeplessly to calculate the specific location of the oil reservoir.
In front of the polar night world, the eight tribes in Mobei, as well as the Buddhist sect and Tianyu Palace, are all anxiously waiting for the results.
The location of the oil reservoir is probably in the Monster Clan's lair. Their people don't dare to get too close and can only collect some soil samples from the surroundings.
However, based only on those soil samples, no one can determine the exact location of the oil reservoir.
Confucianism says that Confucianism has a way.
However, it takes time.
At least two days!
No one knows what Confucianism’s solution is, so they can only wait patiently.
For two days, the soldiers of the Eight Divisions of Mobei also braved the heavy snow and continued to strengthen the fortifications of the Jiye World base to prevent the demon clan from sneaking attacks at this time.
The final war is right around the corner.
"Zhu Zhu hasn't woken up yet?"
At the Confucian camp, Faru finally found time to go to Chen Qiaoer's felt tent to check on Zhu Zhu.
"No."
Chen Qiaoer looked at the unconscious woman on the bed, with a look of worry in her eyes, and said, "Actually, Zhu Zhu's injuries are not too serious. The trouble is, her pulse condition is very strange, and it keeps changing. She just wants to completely If it were someone else, I would be really worried that something would happen to this girl."
"The boy from the Li family has asked about Zhu Zhu's situation several times. In order to let him recover from his injuries, I have kept it a secret. In the past two days, because of Wang Yu's incident, his injury almost relapsed. Zhu Zhu, you must be careful Don't let anything slip." Faru frowned.
"I'm afraid I can't hide it anymore."
Chen Qiaoer sighed softly, "That little guy is so smart. Yesterday, when he came to see Zhu Zhu, I felt that he had begun to have some doubts."
"Excessive wisdom is easy to fail, and being too smart is not a good thing. A wise man works hard, especially since he is still seriously injured." Faru said worriedly.
"Where the Li family boy is, we can only ask Wangyu and the others to help stabilize him first."
Chen Qiaoer stretched out her hand to cover the unconscious man in front of her and said, "As for Zhu Zhu, I'll think of a way to see if I can get this girl to wake up as soon as possible."
"good."
Faru nodded and said, "In the past two days, the Li family boy has been busy calculating the location of the oil reservoir. He should not be able to get away for the time being. Zhu Zhu can only trouble you now."
"Um."
Chen Qiaoer nodded slightly and responded, "I will try my best."
"Thank you."
Faru replied, without staying any longer, turned around and left, with everything in mind, he came in a hurry and left in a hurry.
Outside the tent, heavy snow was falling, and the human coalition forces were all making their last efforts to counterattack the demon clan.
In the silver-covered felt tent, Li Ziye sat on the bed, with hundreds of pieces of rice paper scattered in front of him, writing and drawing, day and night, without taking a moment's rest.
Because he was injured and overworked, Li Ziye looked a little pale, but he was in a hurry and was really in no mood to rest.
On the side, Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru were always with him, grinding ink and pouring water, serving tea and medicine, taking care of everything.
"Elder brother, where did Brother Li learn these skills?"
Wen Xiuru glanced at the symbols on the rice paper that he had never seen before, his head suddenly felt dizzy, and he couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
"I don't know either."
Bai Wangyu shook his head and said softly, "This is my first time seeing these things."
"Depend on!"
After calculating for a long time, Li Ziye suddenly became furious and spit out a sweet smell, startling the two people next to him.
"What's wrong, Brother Li?"
Wen Xiuru asked quickly.
"The deviation is too big. It's not allowed. Go get some more rice paper!"
Li Ziye said.
"good!"
Wen Xiuru immediately agreed and left in a hurry.
Inside the tent, Bai Wangyu looked at the pale young man in front of him and couldn't help but advise, "Brother Li, take a rest. Your injuries are still serious. If this continues, the injuries will recur."
"I'm fine."
Li Ziye forced a smile and said, "Master Faru is in a hurry. The demon clan may attack again at any time. If I delay for one more day, I will be at risk for one more day. If we end this war earlier, we can go home earlier."
Bai Wangyu sighed softly in his heart when he heard the words, but did not persuade him again.
Just as the Human Alliance in Mobei was preparing to invade the polar night world.
In the Western Region, midsummer is approaching.
The story of Jian Chi challenging the master of Tianyu Hall spread throughout the Western Region within ten days.
When the appointed day arrives, the whole world is paying attention.
With his hair tied up in green clothes and an ancient sword on his back, the swordsman walked up to the Tianyu Hall. The whole temple felt like it was facing a formidable enemy.
In each of the main halls, hundreds of martial arts masters all looked at the middle-aged man walking from a distance with unusually solemn expressions.
Sword intent!
The sword intent is like a vast ocean.
"This is?"
Within a ten-mile radius of the temple, the expressions of all the sword masters suddenly froze, and they felt the swords in their hands vibrate violently uncontrollably.
Shocked, even more shocked.
The Sword Immortal appears in the world, and thousands of swords come to greet him.
On the stone steps in front of the Tianyu Palace, a figure with an ancient sword in green clothes walked past, and no one of the temple knights on both sides dared to stop him.
At the end of the stone steps, the three red-clothed archbishops of the temple all appeared in person, looking at the middle-aged man walking below with heavy eyes.
Strong, too strong!
Even though there was no confrontation, the three red archbishops could all feel the terror of the intruder.
"As expected, he was once the best sword in the world. This fighting spirit is simply terrifying."
Among the three of them, Archbishop Prairie looked at the human swordsman walking step by step below, and said solemnly, "Unexpectedly, twenty years later, he has regained his sword heart."
"So what if I regain my sword heart? It's not twenty years ago anymore. This era has changed a long time ago!"
On the left, a young red-robed archbishop said coldly, "In the past twenty years, strong men have emerged in large numbers, including several sword immortals. Lu Wentian of the East China Sea, and the Plum Blossom Immortal Sword of Dashang, which one His strength is not superior to his. He is an old guy who is about to die. He still wants to recreate the glory of the past. It is a foolish dream."
"not necessarily."
On the right, another red archbishop said in a calm tone, "Martial arts experience, after all, becomes richer the longer you live. In the past twenty years, although there have been many talented people, the foundation is still a little worse. Otherwise, Taixue The Confucian leader of the palace will not always be invincible."
While the three of them were talking, at the bottom of the stone steps, the human swordsman walked up.
At the same time, at the top of the stone steps, a man who looked like a scholar walked out of the temple.
The two looked at each other, and boundless pressure swept over them.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Fu Jinglun spoke calmly.
"It's a long journey and I've been delayed."
Zhang Slutty said with a calm expression.
"Just come, please!"
Fu Jinglun said politely.
"please!"
Zhang Sloppy said equally politely.
The two of them took steps towards the Qingtian Peak not far away.
At the same time, powerful men from all sides arrived from all directions, waiting for many days just to witness this earth-shattering battle with their own eyes.
Half an hour later.
On Qingtian Peak, the wind and clouds were turbulent, and the two people stopped one after another and stood looking at each other.
The strongest in the world, the top of the five realms, today, another unprecedented battle begins.
