Zhan Changfeng regained his energy, stretched his limbs, and his robe turned into a white suit. He loosened his tie with his well-jointed fingers, raised his hand to create a post, and flew to a certain mountain.
She left the hotel by herself and sat down on an iron chair in front of the dessert shop across the street. The sweet smell was filled with the cheerful laughter of young men and women.
Jiading landed on the edge of the high-rise building, his eyes flashing with light. After confirming that there was no ambush around him, he calmed down his momentum and silently jumped to the street, passing through the lively crowd, keeping his eyes fixed on that person.
"Are you the leader here?" He was wary, a magical power cultivation actually gave him an unfathomable feeling.
"You are a guest, please take a seat." Zhan Changfeng watched his big horse Jin Dao sit down and said straight to the point, "This place is small and cannot withstand the torment. When will you leave?"
Jiading's face froze. He had just sat down and started chasing people away?
Can he say that in two or three days, you won’t have to think about this issue?
"Haha, you are so straightforward." Jiading said unintentionally, "We will leave in the near future, you don't have to worry."
Zhan Changfeng's eyes darkened. He said there was no need to worry. Why did it make people more worried?
"What are you feeling guilty about, fellow Taoist?" Zhan Changfeng joked, "Do you still want to seize the foundation of our world?"
Jia Ding was silent, and he knocked on the table, his meaning self-evident. He somewhat disagreed, but the future of Jun Ming and Wu Qu was more important, but he didn't mind revealing his intentions to her.
This was not a tip-off, but a sign of pity from the strong to the weak. He could be sure that given the thinness of the energy of heaven and earth here, there would be no way to get a spiritual mirror, and the person in front of him was the strongest.
Unfortunately, the strongest ones are only those with magical powers. The end of the world has been decided.
Zhan Changfeng smiled and said, "You should be able to see that once it is destroyed, this continent and countless living beings will also be destroyed. Is it really what a Taoist does to destroy so many innocent lives with his own selfishness? Yu Gong , even if one world declares war on another world, it must abide by the rules. Mortals in this world account for the majority. The sin of killing mortals is not clear to fellow Taoists. You are not afraid of disasters and no hope of promotion. ?”
"This is none of your business." Jiading looked apathetic.
In fact, he also secretly observed Zhan Changfeng and found that this person was really calm. He was not surprised when he heard that someone was harmful to the sacred tree. He smiled and tried to persuade him.
He is not afraid of getting involved in murder, but he believes that his chance to be a quasi-sage falls on Wu Qu. When the Ming Dynasty takes possession of this sacred tree, he may not be able to soar into the sky, revive the country's destiny, and eliminate his bad karma. What's more, the young master is also a person with excellent luck. He has the potential to become a king and an emperor. With the help of the lucky tree, his future will be bright.
When the two generations of monarchs all usher in a bright future, it will be the time for Wu Qu to rise.
Jiji has been camping for so long, how could he give up just now.
Jiading corrected his wavering thoughts bit by bit, and protected him firmly, his heart became cold, "You have this time, why not think about how to escape."
Zhan Changfeng seemed helpless, "Can you wait until March and let me move them all out?"
Jiading, who was ready to face the cold words, was a little confused and looked at her suspiciously, "How do you want to take them out?"
"crack."
Zhan Changfeng was talking about the space crack leading to the Weilong Realm, and Jiading was thinking of the crack opened by the space blockade.
"What tricks are you playing? There are hundreds of millions of creatures. How did you get so many void ships to carry them away!"
A starship that travels on the star road is expensive to build, let alone a void ship that can travel directly in the void.
This kind of ship, like the living space equipment, is a strategic weapon. Having a few ships in the dynasty is a sign of strength.
Zhan Changfeng found something strange in his language and expression, which confirmed his guess. They will take action soon.
"I have something to ask you." She looked into his eyes, "Jia Ding, you have walked the human path for so many years, have you succeeded? You have gone to the ministerial path."
Jiading stared in disbelief, "How do you know my name? Who are you!"
"It's not important anymore." Zhan Changfeng watched his figure disappear from his seat indifferently, feeling a trace of regret in his heart. If he hadn't been confident that he could capture Gongsun Mang, he would have used the Endless Corridor to contain him.
Then he thought about it, he had the power of two Supreme Saints, and the endless corridors that he had not fully mastered might not be able to trap him.
Once this regret is wiped away, there will be nothing to worry about.
Her figure moved and appeared outside a certain mountain. The Qi of Yin turned into a sword and struck the defensive barrier, creating ripples.
The Wu Qu soldiers in the mountains were like frightened birds, thinking that the pursuers had arrived.
The Ming Dynasty King who was staying in the cabin had a sinister look in his eyes, "Look who it is, ask Jiading to deal with it."
The attendant responded and hurried out. After a while, he ran back with worry, "Your Majesty, it is a monk dressed in a world. The defensive barrier is about to be breached by her. Marshal Jiading is nowhere to be seen."
The King of Ming Dynasty smashed the tiger-head armrest under his palm and said coldly, "How dare a cat or a dog ride on top of me? I ordered several generals to kill her!"
With a crash, the barrier was broken, and three hundred Wu Qu soldiers just gathered to fight out.
Zhan Changfeng takes ten steps with one sword, one sword per person, the Yin Sword is unstoppable, and the frightening breath of death locks their Qi, leaving them with nowhere to escape.
"Death to the thief!" The general waved his mace, throwing down a cold light, but a sword tore through the light and disappeared between his eyebrows.
Zhan Changfeng drew his sword indifferently, and turned around to see a monk with cloudy temples. His hands were like blossoms, and he formed lotus seals. Each seal was like a river full of force, and it hit his face.
Her figure flashed and appeared, avoiding the blossoming lotus flowers, but when the lotus flowers came out, she drew the power of the earth's veins, drew out a heavy sword, and chopped the man into the ground.
Di Rao, Qinghong and Quyi, the three wilderness exploration supervisors, were shocked by her. Is there such a powerful master hidden among the natives? Killing magical powers is like killing a dog!
"Don't panic, we will defeat him together!"
Quyi blew the enchanting pottery xun, and Di Rao and Qinghong came with a hammer and a killer weapon. They both came to kill, and their momentum could break the sky.
Zhan Changfeng sacrificed the withered bones of all living beings and asked the three people to burn their bodies into ashes. He turned his hand with a sword and swung away the dozens of people who came up to attack them.
On the deck of the ship, King Ming looked down coldly at the scene below, his chest heaving violently. He fiercely took out a king's flag he carried with him, waved it vigorously, and a hundred thousand soldiers occupied the hilltop!
This king's flag is Wu Qu Wei'er's life space instrument, and this 100,000-man regiment is the trump card he left for himself!
He thought he would bring this trump card to fight back to the world of wind and cloud, but he was forced out by this magical power first!
How can I bear it!
"Kill her!"
