Refining Heaven and Earth Chapter 1021: The wind and clouds move
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As streamers flew out of the Central Capital, Qinghuang seemed to be a huge fighter machine, and started moving with a bang.
There is only one purpose for the four major forces to gather these combined Dao realms, and those surrounding forces that do not have a combined Dao realm are handed over to them.
Fang Bai stayed in Wushuang Mansion, and the fascinated Huantian Great Formation had a miraculous effect on kendo. He promised to help Prince Wushuang to take advantage of it in advance.
The things of the Temple of War are entrusted to Tian Yuanzi. It doesn't matter whether Tian Yuanzi is a Prince Wushuang or not. The Spirit is still in control, I believe he knows how to do it.
Back to Wushuang Mansion, Fang Bai asked Cang Bokang to bring a message to Prince Wushuang, ‘Within one year, don’t disturb me with anything. The battle for commanding command is related to the development of the youth and the future of the Temple of War. Fang Bai finally figured it out. For the time being, it is better to join forces with Prince Wushuang, after all, Nandi is under the control of Prince Wushuang.
As for the future, no one can tell.
Back to the residence, he immediately retreats, thinking of Dingzhong Tianxing, Tianyue and others, Fang Bai secretly regretted it. With the strength of the two of them, the battle of commanding command will definitely help a lot, but now he can't let them out.
"That's it!"
...E first. Send
Fang Bai sighed lightly, slowly closed his eyes, the sword circling around him, and the sword energy erupted.
At the same time, the wind and clouds are raging all over the Desolate Continent, the war clouds are densely covered, and the sky sometimes has streams of light galloping past.
Northern Territory.
Zhan Tianzong has already retreated, and the major forces in the Northern Region are not pursuing them. They finally took a breath and waited for the movement of other places.
Eastern Region.
The Yin-Yang Shrine also moved. It was a good time to make a name for himself. Zhu Xie was very ambitious, and occasionally thought of Fang Bai, who had disappeared for many years, and couldn't help but sigh.
When the real hegemonic power of the Eastern Region came out, Zhu Xi's ambition was immediately extinguished. It turned out that the Eastern Region still had such a powerful force.
Qingfeng Pavilion is also inevitable, Ouyang Wule, Ao Lingtian and others have gathered in the Dao realm, and the huge fighters roared and flowed.
Southern Region.
In the old nest of the demon clan, one by one the big demon walked out of the mountains, the demon spirit was overwhelming, and the situation changed.
The happiest non-Monster in the battle against Tianzong is none other than the Demon Race, who is the only human force that dominates the realm. No matter who wins or loses, the Demon Race benefits the most.
Bahuang.
The strong are gathered, all hoping to get a share in this battle, whether it is the vast Western Regions or the chaos that dreams of being together, it is impossible to refuse.
Knowing that it is difficult to have a chance, I still can't resist the desire in my heart!
Greed, the greatest motivation, and the strongest destructive force.
After the battle between the ancient monster race and the human race, the biggest battle in the Wild Continent is about to break out.
Wu Shuang Mansion.
Fang Bai sat cross-legged, surrounded by thousands of sword lights, sometimes whistling, sometimes whispering, sometimes galloping, sometimes still.
After the kendo is consummated, every further step will be extremely difficult, the way of great perfection, the realm that you can dream of entering the realm, the realm that you can't reach in your life.
In the dense forest of towering ancient trees, Prince Wushuang moved his eyelids lightly, and then slowly opened his eyes. A phantom figure rose into the sky, and the fuzzy figure looked towards the west, where sword spirit enveloped him.
"Who are you?" Prince Wushuang whispered, with a faint smile on his illusory face, and then slowly sinking.
After a while, the spirit energy around Prince Wushuang rolled back, and his aura slowly climbed, intensified, and finally reached a critical point, which may break open at any time.
I don't know how long it took, Wushuang Prince's body for a while, the whole body's momentum skyrocketed, and the surrounding spirits gathered like crazy, forming an aura storm immediately.
Huh!
The storm subsided, Prince Wushuang opened his eyes, and he was already in the seventh stage of the Dao Realm, with a breakthrough in his cultivation, but there was no smile on his face.
"I came too early, if only a while later."
Some people want to break through quickly, but some people think that the breakthrough is too fast. Prince Wushuang is the latter.
Haste is not enough, the foundation is the root.
Somewhere in Zhongdu, an old man with tousled hair and sloppy frowned, looking at the young man kneeling in front of him, his eyes full of helplessness.
The young man looks ordinary, but there is a firm expression on his face, his eyes are firmer than his expression.
"Master, she won't marry the disciple!" The man in Tsing Yi landed and said.
The old man's brows tightened, and he smiled bitterly: "You also know that the mother-in-law is so good, and her daughter is not much better. You said you met how many years ago and you can't forget it until now, why bother? "
"With your temperament, you can be that woman's opponent when you go to the Xiao family. As a teacher, you don't want you to be frustrated, understand?"
The young man said solemnly: "Master, I don't allow you to say that to her mother."
"You..."
The sloppy old man stomped his feet in anger, "You bastard, you haven't had a good life as a teacher for many years. The Dandingmen will depend on you in the future, and run with the Xiao family. What about the Dandingmen?"
"There are still so many seniors, and many disciples alone." The young man did not let go.
"You, you, you..."
The sloppy old man was speechless for a long time, and sighed after a long time: "That woman is too ambitious, and Shijue old ghost is not a good thing, let alone Wushuang Dynasty, that Wushuang Prince is not a mortal."
"Although you have good talents, but you are too stubborn, you can't fight these old foxes. Your future lies in the alchemy. It is not a power struggle, understand?"
The young man shook his head and said: "The handsome disciple doesn't care, but he must marry her."
Looking at the determined face, the sloppy old man sighed, "Fine, that's all, since you keep insisting, you can't say much for the teacher. But I have a condition, you must agree to it."
"Thank you, Master!" The young man raised his head, his eyes shining.
The sloppy old man waved his hand and said: "Don't rush to thank you. The conditions for being a teacher are simple. If you meet Jiujue, you must give up!"
"Why?" the young man said loudly: "He may not be the opponent of the disciple."
"Oh!"
The sloppy old man sighed: "Everyone says that the four great forces of the Qing Dynasty and Wilderness, my Danding Sect is the weakest one. To have today's prestige, we rely more on the Dan Dao. Domination is not our strong point."
"Wu Shuang Dynasty is ambitious, Xiao family's wife is unpredictable, Shijuegu is an indispensable ally of Danding Sect. There is no room for loss, do you understand?"
The young man struggled and hesitated. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "The disciple listens to the master."
"En!"
The sloppy old man breathed a sigh of relief and looked up into the distance, his face full of worry.
A hundred miles south of this place, there is a quiet courtyard. No one knows that the ten most powerful old people live here.
The thin figure stood under an ancient tree, and the breath of the whole body circulated. The ancient tree was sometimes vigorous, sometimes withered, and the fallen leaves were scattered, and a thick layer was piled up.
After a while, the old tree became luxuriant again, with unlimited vitality.
Not far away, there was a young man with stern eyes, watching Shijue old man's every move, while breathing, the dead leaves that fell around him turned into dust and melted into the ground.
After a long time, Shijue old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at the young man with a smile, "How is it, are you sure?"
A cold light flashed in the young man's eyes, "Master, peace of mind, no matter who his Wushuang prince is, he will not be allowed to succeed."
"En!"
The old man Shijue nodded in satisfaction and said: "It is a good thing to have confidence, but you can't be careless. It is rumored that Prince Wushuang is a reincarnation person. The Wushuang Dynasty is mysterious and unpredictable. This matter is very likely to be true. "
The young man disdainfully said: "So what? If you really have to be able, why bother to reincarnate!"
"Well said!"
The eyes of the Shijue old man suddenly brightened, "You really did not disappoint me. This win is extremely important. The internal strife in the Xiao family has been temporarily suppressed. Mrs. Xiao urgently needs to find a strong foreign aid to consolidate her position. It is also a golden opportunity for us."
"Mrs. Xiao is unreliable, at least until she wins the handsome position. At that time, you have to rely on yourself, and the old man can't help you."
The young man said solemnly: "I understand, I hope the Xiao family will not get confused."
Time is swift, and a year flies by.
More than one hundred thousand people flooded into Zhongdu, like a trickle into the sea, without the slightest waves.
The atmosphere has become heavy, the calm before the storm is about to come!