Super Sect Development System

Shi Tianyang looked at Li Qingyun who had closed his consciousness again, his expression was extremely bad, and his anger could be clearly felt in the projections of other family heads around him.

"This son has escaped several times. It is obvious that the evidence is conclusive. He is afraid and is delaying time for the Hades. Now time is very tight. The king-level astrolabe must be controlled as soon as possible. I suggest that this son be killed directly." Shi Tianyang restrained himself. Angry, he said this to the family heads around him.

"This... I'm afraid it's inappropriate." Wu Wenchao said: "Li Qingyun obviously didn't say many things clearly before he passed out again. I guess there must be a hidden secret..."

As soon as these words came out, the other one or two family heads also nodded secretly, obviously agreeing with Wu Wenchao's words.

Shi Tianyang turned around quietly and looked at Wu Wenchao.

The reason why he wanted Li Qingyun to directly answer the question "Should I hand over the king-level astrolabe?" was actually to avoid this situation.

If Li Qingyun hands it over, then the Shi family has mastered the king-level astrolabe, and everything else is unimportant. If Li Qingyun doesn't hand it over, then the family heads will inevitably transfer their anger to Li Qingyun for ignoring the overall situation, knowing that the Nether clan is likely to fight to death in a short time. Counterattack, but still unwilling to hand over the direction of the king-level astrolabe...

However, if Li Qingyun insists on avoiding the question and saying something specious, then other opinions will inevitably arise among the eight family heads, leading to the current situation...

When Wu Wenchao saw Shi Tianyang looking at him, he turned his head and looked back without fear: "What? Master Shi, do you really want to kill this son for no apparent reason?"

Shi Tianyang smiled softly and said: "The head of the Wu family has said it, how could it be..."

He looked at the other family heads and said frankly: "Everyone, you have also seen the current situation. I don't know what method this kid used to forcefully lift the clear state brought by Yuanshen Dan. If we spend so much time with him, If this goes on, the situation of the human race will only become more and more dangerous..."

"Therefore, I propose to awaken this son again. If he still escapes and blocks his own consciousness again, this commander will think that his refusal to hand over the king-level astrolabe is stalling time for the Nether Clan, and will ask the Zhang Family Master to kill him directly. Buy time for us to control the king-level astrolabe.

"Can you agree?"

"I will express my position first, and my Shi family agrees."

Seeing Shi Tianyang's question, all the family heads looked at each other and began to express their opinions.

"agree."

"agree."

"agree."

"..."

Seven family heads in a row agreed, and everyone focused their attention on Wu Wenchao.

Wu Wenchao shrugged: "Is it any use if I object?"

"But you should think carefully. Li Qingyun's reputation is at its peak now. If news spreads that he is a spy, it may be harmful to the morale of the military."

Shi Tianyang smiled and said: "Since everyone agrees, we will wake up this guy again to see if he can answer us directly."

"Master Zhang, please use another Yuanshen Pill."

He just wanted to kill Li Qingyun. As for the impact of Li Qingyun's death, he could use some means to eliminate it. The masses were always a mob, and he never worried about what kind of waves those low-level soldiers would cause...

Upon hearing this, Zhang Tiancheng took out a cyan Yuanshen Pill from the storage space again, placed it between Li Qingyun's eyebrows, and began to activate it indifferently.

At the same time, the eyes of all the family heads were focused on Li Qingyun's projection.

This time, if Li Qingyun is willing to hand over the king-level astrolabe, then he can temporarily escape the disaster. If he is unwilling, or if he still escapes like last time, he will be dead...

…

"What! Zhang Tiancheng actually started to take action now!" Ren Ren was shocked when he received the news from Mu Feng. He turned to look at Pu Guangtou: "Pu Guangtou, we must organize them now. Are you sure you can break the formation now? ”

"No problem at all!" Pu Baldou took out a formation disk from his waist and nodded fiercely: "You can take action and control the formation at any time."

Ren Ran said: "Okay, then act according to the original plan immediately!"

…

On the east side of the Eighth City, a huge white building with gorgeous decorations stands here. This place is the place of study for the young monks of the Eighth City, and is called the academy.

At this time, tens of thousands of young monks gathered here to do their daily homework and learn cultivation theory and war knowledge.

But suddenly, a clear voice sounded over the school: "Good news! The Military Academy has decided to hold a celebration meeting for Li Qingyun. At that time, senior Li Qingyun will personally tell his experience in the war, and will also tell you that he is just like today Excellent tips!”

"Good news! The Military Machine Hall has decided to hold a celebration meeting for Li Qingyun..."

"good news!……"

When this voice just sounded, some young monks raised their heads and looked outside to see who was so boring and spreading rumors. However, when they saw Ping An, they were completely uneasy.

"I recognize this kid, he is senior Li Qingyun's apprentice!"

"That means the news is true!"

boom--

Almost instantly, everyone rushed out of the room where the class was held.

"Go quickly, there won't be a good place if you're late!"

"Stop, you ran too fast and took my place last time!"

"Come back here, this theory is very important and cannot be interrupted!"

"Teacher, why don't you just say it again next time? Let's go see Senior Li Qingyun together now!"

"Yes, listening to Senior Qingyun personally talk about his experience is more effective than learning too many theories!"

"..."

In just a short moment, all the young monks in the academy rushed towards the Military Machine Hall like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.

…

The eighth city is where the army is stationed.

There are two teams of 300 people conducting exercises. At this time, the exercise has reached a critical moment. One team has begun to attack the other team.

At the same time, nearly ten thousand people below were watching the exercises of these two teams. These two teams were elite teams composed of six hundred Nascent Soul-level monks.

After the battle where Li Qingyun harassed the Nether Clan from behind and established extraordinary achievements, the Eighth City was deeply inspired by this ace elite combat model and was exploring ways to build an elite team.

At this time, these two teams were the two strongest Nascent Soul teams they had selected from tens of thousands of people.

But just as the two teams were fighting fiercely, suddenly a young man dressed in cloth appeared directly above the two teams. The young man was carrying a wooden stick, his trouser legs and cuffs were rolled up neatly, and his whole body exuded this An air of simplicity.

A human commander below saw this and stood up suddenly, because he saw that this young man's cultivation level was only at the false infant stage, and there were 600 people below, all of whom were elites in the Nascent Soul, and they were likely to hurt him.

But the next moment,

A scene that shocked him happened.

I saw the young man taking out the wooden stick from behind and swiping it downwards.

boom!

There was a muffled sound,

The six hundred Nascent Souls below were all knocked to the ground.

What's even more frightening is that this young man controlled his strength extremely well. This stick only knocked down everyone but did not cause any harm.

"Everyone, the Military Machine Hall is holding a celebration meeting for Li Qingyun. At that time, Li Qingyun will personally teach how to build an elite team. Don't you want to go and listen?"

The handsome human race's lips trembled and he asked, "Who are you?"

Xun Liang said lightly: "Me? I'm just Li Qingyun's apprentice."

The human commander immediately had no doubts, turned around and said, "Brothers, go with me to the Military Machine Hall to have a look!"

After a while, a large number of human soldiers set off from the station and rushed to the Military Machine Hall...