The next day.

As soon as the sky was bright, Night Star opened his eyes, then covered his head with a splitting headache, and said, "Damn!"

Yesterday, Zhou Hong broke through to Emperor Wu, and Jun Changxiao celebrated with a feast in the evening.

Although the Night Emperor always emphasized that he did not drink, after being provoked by Li Fei and Tian Qi several times, he let go of his arms and fought together.

How much he drank, he had forgotten.

"Quack ————"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind him, and Ye Xingchen's face changed, and he hurriedly turned around to look, only to find a few ducks leaning against the corner.

How can there be a ...... here?

The Night Emperor tried to turn his head, and the expression on his face suddenly collapsed.

"Crunch!"

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

"Huh?"

Liu Wanshi's voice sounded: "Senior Brother Night, why are you sitting in the duck pen?"

......

"Sect Master. ”

In the main hall of the Starfall Continent stronghold, Li Qingyang said, "According to the current construction progress, it will be completed in almost a month." ”

Jun Chang smiled and took a sip of tea and said, "Our Ten Thousand Ancient Sect occupies the main peak, and the other six mountains are unified into No. 1 to No. 6. ”

“......”

The corners of Li Qingyang's mouth twitched slightly.

The number to name the peak, the sect master, this is really very arbitrary.

"That's right. ”

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Let's also build it casually, wait for the martial artists of the various sects on the continent to come in, and let them live there." ”

The stronghold of the Starfall Continent was created by him, and the terrain and buildings were also planned by him, so he was definitely not happy to let others live in it casually.

Moreover, placing the warriors of each sect below and himself on top also symbolizes being nobler than them.

In the Starfall Continent, my sect is only third-rate, not as good as your first- and second-rate sects, but in the plane battlefield, it must be a lot higher than you!

"Yes!"

Li Qingyang received the order, then left the main hall, came to the construction site, and said, "Where is the night junior brother?"

"Maybe I drank too much yesterday and I'm still sleeping. Xiao said to himself.

Li Fei, who was laying bricks, grinned and said, "Senior Brother Ye will be embarrassed as soon as he drinks too much, so he won't sleep outside the thatched house again this time, right?"

"Probably not. ”

Tian Qi turned his head down and said, "I see that my junior brother was quite awake last night, and he didn't walk shaking." ”

"The wine that the sect master bought from Qingyang Town has a lot of stamina, if it is not forced out of the body as soon as possible, it is easy to drink short films. ”

While everyone was talking, Night Star walked over with a cold face.

"Huh?"

Li Fei sniffed and said, "Senior Brother Night, what does it smell like on you?"

Night Star roared in his heart: "I've taken a shower several times, and he can still smell it!"

......

The ghosts of the battlefield no longer came to send experience, and the disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect also put all their minds on construction, so one mountain peak after another was completed.

After finishing here, Li Qingyang took the same gate to start construction below, because the sect master had told him that both the building materials and the construction plan were very casual.

Inside the sect.

Li Shangtian, Huo Ling and others successively tore down the walls blocking the road, and stepped from the peak Martial King to the Martial Emperor level.

According to Jun Changxiao's statistics, there have been thirty disciples who have broken through to the Martial Emperor.

If you don't have the dungeon assistance of the plane battlefield for actual combat training, it will definitely be difficult to do it in a short time.

"In the past few tens of days, there have been many disciples who have broken through the peak Martial King, but it's a pity that there are no battlefield ghosts, otherwise a group of Martial Emperors will definitely be created. Jun Chang smiled and said quite lost.

The growth progress of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect is already very demonic, but he is not satisfied, and hopes to improve faster.

......

Twenty days later.

The construction of the Starfall Continent stronghold was fully completed.

Seven high mountains are suspended above, crisscrossed by each other.

Each hill has a splendid complex of buildings and a variety of supporting facilities, which can be described as super luxurious.

Below is a small town, a world of difference from the peaks.

"Sect Master. ”

Li Qingyang said: "In the future, the area will be expanded, and the transformation can be continued." ”

"Then you don't have to. ”

The reason why Jun Changxiao was building was because he was stimulated by the vast mainland stronghold that seemed to be hidden in the clouds, and he had to come out with the entire territory that was better than them.

Now that it's been completed, I definitely won't invest in it anymore, after all, it's just a copy, and I'll leave after playing for a while.

......

Li Qingyang and the others had been building for more than forty days, and there were only twenty days left before the Starfall Continent entered the battlefield, and the tragic atmosphere that shrouded the sky was getting stronger day by day.

"Whew!"

One day, the wind raged in the sky, and the clouds and mist gradually gathered together, so that the warriors in the plane could be clearly visible.

"There it is!"

The high priest walked out of the altar, looked up at the clouds that were converging, and said with an ugly face, "The gate of the battlefield!"

A vision suddenly appeared in the firmament, and the martial artists of the continent rushed to discuss it.

"It's time to come, it's still coming. ”

Outside the main hall of a certain sect, an old man of the Wind Immortal Dao Bone sighed.

In the mountains and forests, the kind and kind-eyed hermit was also looking at the vision of heaven and earth, and secretly said in his heart: "Although I will die if I go to the plane battlefield this time, if I can fight for a glimmer of life for the people of the younger generations, even if I am crushed, I will have no regrets." ”

......

The Great Imperial City.

The City Lord Han stood in the City Lord's Mansion, looking at the gathering clouds and mist, and his brows furrowed even tighter.

"City Lord. ”

An old servant said, "The Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect is here. ”

"Why is this kid here?" Although the Han City Lord was puzzled, he said, "Please come in." ”

Not long after, Jun Changxiao walked in from the gate and arched his hand: "I haven't seen you for a long time, the city lord of Han is getting older and stronger!"

The polite words are not distracted at all, look at the white sideburns of the Han City Lord, who is obviously emaciated for dozens of years because of the affairs of the plane battlefield!

"Huh?"

As soon as he walked to the hall, Jun Changxiao looked sideways at a coffin in the open space in the distance, and said in surprise: "There is a funeral at home?"

The city lord of Han said solemnly: "This coffin was prepared by Han for himself. ”

Jun Chang smiled and said: "Judging from the appearance of the Lord of Han City, it is not a problem to live for a few hundred or thousands of years, how can you prepare a coffin for yourself in advance, do you already know that the limit is coming?"

"Not bad. ”

The Han City Lord said tragically: "There are still twenty days!"

Jun Chang smiled when he heard this, and immediately understood that he had prepared the coffin for himself because he had entered the plane battlefield.

Uncle!

Can you not be so pessimistic?

"Sect Master. ”

The Han City Lord calmed down his sad mood and said, "You came all the way to visit, won't you borrow the image formation again." ”

"Not bad. Jun Chang smiled.

Han City Lord rolled his eyes, he just asked like that was just a joke, but he didn't expect to really come to borrow the image formation!

"City Lord Han. Jun Chang smiled at a space ring and said, "There are 100,000 artificial spirit stones here, which should be used as a fee." ”

Pay attention to people and never lose their way!

"I'm an old acquaintance, so let's talk about money. "Lord Han said this, but the action of collecting the ring was very smooth.

......

"Sect Master, what are you doing with the image formation?"

"It's nothing, it's just to announce one thing to all the martial artists in the Starfall Continent. ”

"What?"

"Very important thing!"

“......”

The Han City Lord didn't ask any more questions, and notified the Formation Hall and asked them to temporarily give up control of the Reflection Formation.

Bring sand to the beach.

Because, Zhen Dejun had already been hacked first.

"City Lord Han. ”

Jun Changxiao stood in the position where he had advertised Tang Ren before, tidied up his clothes, and said, "Borrow the venue again." ”

"Feel free to use it. Han Cheng said.

Jun Chang smiled and put his palms on his forehead, swiped back in a chic manner, and said, "Elder Zhen, start it." ”

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"

In an instant, the sky above the various cities of the Starfall Continent flickered, and then gradually converged into a mirror-like smooth reflection formation.

The martial artist who was discussing why there was a cloud and mist appeared, suddenly found that the formation was activated, and subconsciously blurted out in unison: "That shameless guy is here again!"