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Chapter 60 Master, I hope everything is cherished

Ying Hao set his sights on the painting of Ten Immortals and Ten Demons fighting skills.

Ever since he dealt with the source of magic on Zhuang Jun and the matter of the Undead Blood Cult, he had no time to look at this treasure.

What's so special about it?
Ying Hao put all his spiritual thoughts into the picture.

A ray of fire passed directly over his head.

He dodged it with excellent consciousness.

"Who is it! Who is attacking me?"

"Boom!"

Shining rays of holy light appeared in the darkness, but these lights all passed through Yinghao's body.

"Illusion? It's very realistic."

Immediately afterwards, monstrous magic energy appeared in the space with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles.

"Is this the starry sky?"

Yinghao immediately discovered that the surrounding environment has no land, no living things, everything is dead, without a trace of life.

There is only a long night of lingering fire.

Suddenly, a violent divine light rushed from a distant star, carrying a flame like the heat of a sun.

"It's such a strong fire path fluctuation. Although it's an illusion, I can clearly feel the existence of the fire path rules. It's really a magic tool, and I don't know how to do it."

Ying Hao was amazed again and again.

"Huh!"

A sharp hiss came from the other side of the divine light, darkness fell, and the light of thousands of stars was dimmed. The power and influence far surpassed this ray of divine light.

"It seems that the Great God of Tiangong was chased and killed by the messenger of hell."

"Strong rules of death, rules of darkness, and even wisps of fate in it."

Ying Hao now just wants to take this picture apart to see how it was made, it's too critiqued.

Just when he was looking seriously.

A voice interrupted him.

"My lord, Zhang Tianfang sent a message back."

"Oh?"

Ying Hao immediately withdrew from the picture, looked at the holy lord Ji You in front of him, and asked, "Really?"

"It's true, the disciple who sent the message has returned to the sect."

"What did Tian Fang say?"

Yinghao waited for a long time, and also looked forward to it for a long time, but he never went to find Zhang Tianfang and Qiu Wanqing, because he knew that sometimes, he couldn't always be their protective umbrella. help.

He already knew that they were still alive, his experience bar was growing all the time, and his cultivation speed was also increasing day by day, which meant that the two of them were fine, and for Yinghao, this was enough.

As long as they don't come to find me, I won't find them myself.

Holy Master Ji You hesitated for a while, but still said:

"Tian Fang only asked someone to bring four words, everything is fine."

"everything is fine."

"It seems that letting him go to sea is indeed a correct decision."

Yinghao smiled.

He knew that Zhang Tianfang's cultivation had already reached the Qiankun Realm of the Holy King, and he was still one step away from the Holy Venerable. Literally, it seemed nothing, but it was only over a year ago!

"where are they?"

Yinghao asked again.

"According to the news from the disciples, they should be in the farthest south of the western state."

"So far? Isn't the south of Xizhou the hinterland of the Yaozu?"

"Exactly."

"Fortunately, he is my disciple, he can really make a fuss."

Ying Hao smiled lightly.

"Tossing is good, tossing is the only way to become rich."

Ying Hao was excited when he thought of Zhang Tian's attribute of a lucky man.

What is a child of luck?

This is the son of luck.

The greater the risk, the greater the chance.

The more you die, the more heaven and earth spirit treasures you will get.

Only he can return to Holy Gate, and Yinghao feels that Holy Gate will definitely make a lot of money.

"I just don't know what time it is."

Ying Hao decided not to think about it anymore, they had their own plans.

"From this month onwards, [-] disciples who have reached the Perfect Realm and Dao Realm will each be selected to come to Yinxian Island for further training every day."

"As ordered!"

The Holy Master Ji You was excited again when he heard this. The Supreme Master is going to train the disciples himself. This is the beginning of the revival of the Holy Gate.

In fact, he thought too much. Ying Hao just wanted to share the resources of the Bell of Nothingness and the Battle of Ten Immortals and Ten Demons, and vigorously cultivate the backbone disciples.

Because the Cauldron Heaven Sect does not give disciples a shortcut to the bottleneck of the Dao Realm, so the number of disciples behind the Dao Realm of the Cauldron Heaven Sect is really not many, and there are not many treasures that can comprehend the Dao. As a result, the backbone of young talents is really powerless.

This painting of ten immortals and ten demons fighting skills can be said to have solved the urgent need, and it was just right.

The Clock of Nothingness is just used to make up for the lack of time. In just a few years, a different Cauldron Heaven Sacred Gate can be seen in a few years.

The central area of ​​Storm City is a wide bluestone square.

As the southernmost point connecting the border of the human race, this important military site is almost a battleground for military strategists.

On the four sides of the square, there are eight tall towers, with the towers as the base point, a large defensive array is arranged.

At this moment, there are probably hundreds of human monks gathered in Qingshi Square, lying on the ground and resting greedily.

The monks who can survive are naturally not weak.

It's just that the continuous fierce battles consumed a lot of their holy energy, and everyone showed a tired look, unable to continue to support.

Dawn had arrived, and they were besieged by monsters, but they couldn't see the dawn at all.

"kill!"

"Break it for me!"

The powerhouses at the level of the demon king were separated at the gates of each city, and collectively shot more than a dozen powerful natal artifacts.

Standing in the distance, looking in that direction, it looks like more than a dozen bright stars have shot down on a layer of light shield.

"Boom!"

Under the attack of more than a dozen ancestral artifacts, the mask formed by the defensive formation trembled violently, emitting circles of white holy light ripples.

It's very much like a layer of air bubbles, ready to burst at any moment.

Down below, all the monks held their breath, raised their heads, and looked up nervously.

After all, the defensive formation still blocked the attack waves of more than a dozen ancestral artifacts, and they were not broken. However, the mask of the formation became somewhat transparent again.

I don't know, how many times can it withstand the attacks of the ancestor weapon?

All the cultivators let out a long breath and wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.

Many human monks are already extremely exhausted. They haven't rested for a long time. here.

Even the one with the strongest cultivation was not as calm and calm as usual.

He also consumes a lot.

In the series of battles last night, the strong man who had broken the boundary with a saint from the Yaozu fought all day and night.

It was clearly night, but the light from the sky seemed to be daytime.

They will never forget that day.

that man.

The golden holy light on the body of the temporarily appointed general defending the city has become dim. His long hair is scattered and his body is covered with dark red bloodstains. He is a general who has lost his strength in the bloody battle.

But when he saw that solid figure on the city wall, the fighting spirit in his heart would never be extinguished!
Zhang Tianfang looked at the monster army that was constantly attacking in the distance.

Although the face is indifferent, there is no tension in the heart that is fake.

There are also bloodstains on his robe, some from the enemy, and some from himself.

Most of them were minor injuries caused by the demon king's dying counterattack.

Although it was a minor injury, the combination of dozens of minor injuries was a serious injury.

The main reason is that there is no end to this day.

On that day, he wiped out all the tens of thousands of monster army stationed in Storm Sand City.

He was eager to find Qiu Wanqing's whereabouts, but unexpectedly, the monster army was transported from the northern city continuously.

He could only resist in a hurry, bringing thousands of surviving human monks with him.

After a full nine months of persistence, the defense has survived, but the enemy will definitely send more powerful monsters to attack him.

Just like the Yaozun that night.

Very strong.

This area is not the most prosperous place for the monster clan. Fortunately, the powerful monster clan is not trapped by the kingdom's forces, and usually lives alone.

He tried to seek support, but the news couldn't get out at all. He tried a hundred ways, and 80 to [-] people died, and he didn't know if he succeeded.

An ugly dragon manifested in human form, with a pair of dragon arms on its back, a pair of black dragon horns on its head, and mighty devil energy gushed out, forming a huge cloud vortex.

He stood in mid-air and shouted to Zhang Tianfang, saying: "Warrior, if you can be my servant without a fight, I can consider letting all the human monks go."

On the Qingshi Square, hundreds of human monks who were still resting were quite angry when they heard the words of the magic dragon.

He actually wanted to let the heroes of the race be its servants.

The Demon Dragon knew very well that even if he could break through the defensive formation and kill ninety-nine percent of the human monks, he would certainly not be able to kill that supremely proud man.

He must have a hole card, enough to escape.

However, in the eyes of this demon dragon, it would be a great pity if he could not catch this Tianjiao.

You must know that the warrior is the strongest among the monks of the human race and has a very prominent status. From his perspective, this Tianjiao is not an ordinary person.

The value of [-] human races is not as good as the surrender of one warrior.

As long as he is captured, it will deal a serious blow to the human race. At the same time, when they return to the orc race, the monster and beast races will have enough confidence to negotiate with the great forces of the human race.

Negotiations have a steady stream of resources!
This is something very rare in the Yaozu.

"Is your butt itchy again? You're defeated."

Zhang Tianfang laughed.

"Hmph! You are young and crazy. This time I brought a lot of helpers. Let's see if you can still smile."

The magic dragon snorted coldly, and a few monsters with terrifying aura appeared behind them.

"If you want to fight, fight."

"Halberd."

Zhang Tianfang caressed the imprint of the next blow given by his master.

"Not yet."

"Master, you are alright, old man, I hope everything is cherished, and this disciple will not embarrass you old man."

Accompanied by a halberd aura that was more than ten meters long, two powerful figures collided.

Another bloody showdown.

(End of this chapter)