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After Zeng Yi walked out of the hall, his thoughts were a little confused.
At this time, the sun was just rising from the east, and a ray of morning light fell on the mountains.
The 10,000-meter-high sacred mountain, shrouded in clouds and mist, is like a fairyland.
Zeng Yi was not sure how long it had been since he arrived at the Divine Sword Palace.
After ascending to the divine level, passing through the Five Tribulations Illusionary World, and lying on the top of the mountain, when I came to this palace, I met the sword master, Chen Wuyue, who had lived for more than three thousand years.
Zeng Yi didn't know how much time had passed during this period.
It could be a few days, it could be a few years, it could be decades, it could be hundreds of years.
The Divine Refining Level blurred Zeng Yi's concept of time.
This also made Zeng Yi's mood more stable and settled.
Although someone inexplicably planted a bomb in his heart, there is always the shadow of death hanging over him.
This feeling of having your life controlled by others is really unpleasant.
I originally thought that if I reached the realm of sword master, I would not be invincible, but I still had no problem protecting myself.
Even if you encounter a peerless Douluo of level ninety-nine, you will not be without room for resistance and can survive two moves.
However, my luck is really bad.
He unexpectedly encountered a monster that was comparable to a god. What was even more outrageous was that he had already been calculated by others when his eighteen generations of ancestors were still cells.
Waited for thousands of years!
Zeng Yi couldn't imagine it.
The white lady has not been waiting for Xu Xian for so long!
The most outrageous thing is that just because he was plotted by the sword god in the sky, the dog system actually got involved.
Zeng Yi wanted to stab that bitch's heart.
When have you ever seen a host that was so tricked by the system?
"Ten years!" Zeng Yi looked at the shrouded front and sighed.
To become the strongest within ten years!
Otherwise, it is death!
In fact, this death agreement is nothing to Zeng Yi. It does not affect his state of mind.
After all, being the strongest was originally Zeng Yi's goal.
It's just that I set a time for myself.
"There's a slight sense of urgency."
Ten years, for Zeng Yi, is not long, but not short either. It is enough.
You know, Tang San had already become a god in these ten years.
And I can't be any worse.
It's just that my own path is a little more difficult.
When thinking of Tang San, Zeng Yi couldn't help but think of his time at Shrek Academy.
In the blink of an eye, more than six years have passed.
Six years ago, he walked out of Wuhun City, traveled across the mainland, then entered the Star Forest, entered the Far North, and finally drifted overseas to Dongli.
Zeng Yi looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with memories.
Familiar faces appeared in my mind, including Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, young apprentice Yan Que, master Chen Xin, Ning Fengzhi...
Finally, I couldn't help but think of the scene when Qian Renxue was taken out of Wuhun City that day.
Unknowingly, I have experienced so many things!
The breeze blew, and a fallen leaf fell from above.
Zeng Yi stretched out his hand and gently grabbed the fallen leaves, using them to block the early sun on the horizon.
Or, through the leaves, staring into the distance.
"I don't know how they are doing, what they are doing now..."
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At this moment, on another vast continent.
More than six years have passed, and the situation has already undergone tremendous changes.
Qibao Glazed Sect, main hall.
Ning Fengzhi was sitting on the main seat. On both sides stood the two patron saints of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, Sword Douluo Chenxin and Bone Douluo Gurong!
Below, a dozen elders were divided into two rows and stood neatly on both sides.
In the main hall, the atmosphere was extremely serious, even a little depressing.
Ning Fengzhi's face was solemn, even a little ugly.
Because, his Seven Treasure Glazed Sect is facing an unprecedented crisis. If he is not careful, this large sect that has been passed down for thousands of years will be destroyed in his hands.
"The Spirit Hall has started attacking the Tiandou Empire?"
"Yes, Sect Master! According to the information we received, a few days ago, Prince Tiandou Xue Qinghe launched a coup."
"coup?"
Ning Fengzhi frowned, not quite understanding the behavior of his student.
However, because the marriage between the Qibao Glazed Sect and Wuhun Palace six years ago broke down the alliance between the Qibao Glazed Sect and the Tiandou Empire, so naturally Ning Fengzhi was no longer Xue Qinghe's teacher.
Ning Fengzhi said doubtfully: "As far as this sect knows, Xue Qinghe's character is unlikely to do something as treacherous as a coup.
What's more, he himself is Prince Tiandou and the next successor to the emperor. Emperor Xueye is old, and it won't be long before he can sit on the throne of God.
Under these conditions, why would he launch a coup? "
Below, an elder reported respectfully, "According to the information we received, the Tiandou Prince, Xue Qinghe, was faked by someone from Wuhun Palace. The real Xue Qinghe has been killed long ago."
Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's eyes couldn't help but shrink.
Xue Qinghe turned out to be fake!
Because of the break with the Tiandou Empire, Ning Fengzhi has not been with the Tiandou royal family for many years.
Ning Fengzhi might have thought that Xue Qinghe was killed and replaced by Wuhun Palace within the past six years.
"continue."
"Martial Soul Hall's plan did not succeed, and was discovered by Shrek Academy and Haotian Sect's Tang San, and finally triggered a big war in the Tiandou Imperial Capital.
As a result, Wuhun Palace was defeated. Emperor Tiandou Xueye was poisoned and his life was short-lived.
The position of Crown Prince of Tiandou fell into the hands of the fourth Tiandou prince, Xue Beng, and he became the next heir to the royal family. "
Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Wuhundian's plan failed.
Unexpectedly, Shrek Academy and Tang San actually saw through Wuhun Palace's plan to steal the country.
If this allows Wuhundian to succeed, then the consequences...
Ning Fengzhi felt a little scared when she thought about it.
However, among them, Tang San unexpectedly got involved, which meant that the Haotian Sect and the Tiandou Empire had joined forces.
Ning Fengzhi felt very uncomfortable when he thought that the Qibao Glazed Sect was now isolated and helpless.
"Besides, what other actions does Wuhun Palace have?" Ning Fengzhi asked again.
"Reporting to the sect master, recently, the four lower sects, Elephant Armor Sect, Holy Dragon Sect, Wind Sword Sect, and Fire Spirit Sect, have all announced that they will join Wuhun Palace and become affiliated sects of Wuhun Palace."
Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's face became even more ugly.
"Haha, these forces can clearly see the direction of the wind and turn it very quickly!"
"The upper three sects and the lower four sects are now attached to Wuhun Palace. One of the three sects, the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect, has been destroyed.
Haotian Sect has already closed the mountain and cannot leave the world.
It seems that our Qibao Glazed Sect is the next target of Wuhun Palace. "
Ning Fengzhi held his forehead with one hand, looking a little haggard.
Yes, as early as half a year ago, he got the news that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect was destroyed. It was an event that shocked the entire continent.
Although there is no rumor about which force is responsible, everyone in the world knows that apart from Wuhun Palace, which force on the mainland can have the strength to destroy the three sects in one night?
The Qibao Glazed Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect were both one of the top three sects. Although there was competition and concern on weekdays, the sudden collapse of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect made Ning Fengzhi feel sad.
"If the announcement continues, the whole sect will enter a state of combat readiness and be ready to respond to possible wars at any time!"
"As you command, Master!"
"Okay, please step back."
Soon, only Ning Fengzhi and the two Douluo were left in the hall.
"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, do you decide that we can withstand the attack of Wuhun Palace?"
Ning Fengzhi looked at the dome in despair, feeling a little exhausted.
"Hmph, why are you panicking? The sky is falling, and I'm still holding up!" Sword Dou Luo Chenxin snorted coldly and stood with his hands behind his back, feeling extremely confident.
"Do you think we are the old dragon from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect? If the Wuhun Palace dares to invade, they have to weigh whether they can withstand the death of several titled Douluo." Gu Rong also sneered.
As the leader of the top three sects, the Qibao Glazed Sect's strength is naturally not something to be boasted about.
Luo Chenxin, the sword fighter known as the number one attacker in the mainland, has peak strength of level ninety-seven and can even fight beyond the level.
And Bone Douluo Gu Rong also broke through to the ninety-sixth level of soul power.
With the protection of these two super Douluo, coupled with the increase in the number one auxiliary spirit in the world, the combat power they unleashed cannot be ignored.
At the very least, if Wuhun Palace wants to conquer the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, it must expel at least half of its titled Douluo.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to capture the Qibao Glazed Sect.
Moreover, he also has to bear the risk of losing several titled Douluo.
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