Three poles on the sun

Liumu got up early in the morning, took a shower, and sat directly in the backyard to start cultivating.

The divine consciousness sank into the sea of qi, and the invisible divine consciousness dispersed after patrolling the sea of qi and exited the state of cultivation.

Driftwood's eyes showed satisfaction, and a smile appeared on his face.

"The condensed resentful spirit of the innate nine spirits is really powerful, and the power of resentment condensed by this condensation is really pure!"

Although he had long been accustomed to the situation in his body, when he sank down and carefully comprehended the understanding, he was still extremely shocked by the essence of this innate nine spirits.

Liumu's five fingers clenched, and the expression on his face slowly became resolute.

This strength is what he has persevered from the beginning, and the sense of accomplishment in it is only understood by himself, and the pain along the way has finally come to an end.

I was slightly relieved in my heart and put away my thoughts.

Liumu slowly raised his palm, and the simple Na Ring appeared in front of him, and a fine light flashed in his eyes.

"Since I saw the mysterious bookshelf that day, there has been no movement, what is the origin of this ring?!"

Rugi muttered in his mouth.

On that day, the mysterious bookshelf appeared, and a voice containing the primordial breath echoed in his heart, and the majestic momentum left a deep impression on Liumu's heart.

Since then, every time Liumu has some free time, he will probe into the Na Ring in the hope of discovering it again.

But every time the result is always disappointing, there is no movement in the bookshelf in the ring, just like an ordinary storage ring, there is no difference.

However, Liumu no longer had a contemptuous heart, because, since he had cultivated the Primal Chaos Decision, he had understood that to have such a level of exercise, this precept must not be ordinary.

Thinking about the last time there was an abnormality on the bookshelf, it was because his strength broke through to the Silver Spirit Master, which is very likely to be the reason for the trigger.

It seems that you can only improve your strength, and only after your strength is strong, can you slowly unravel the mystery.

Thinking of this, Liumu shook his head helplessly.

Touching the ring lightly, the streamer appeared, and Ling Yuancao appeared in Liumu's hand out of thin air.

"I don't know, Ling Yuancao can help me make another breakthrough. ”

Driftwood chuckled softly.

It has been some time since the last breakthrough, in fact, the resentment accumulated in his sea of qi is very full, and Liumu feels that even if there is no Ling Yuancao, I believe that he can break through in another month.

It's just that now that the situation in Tianming City is turbulent, and the old man is not around, if he is still indecisive and covets the effect of Ling Yuancao, he will wait until he breaks through the second-grade silver spirit master before taking it.

When the time comes, the war breaks out, and without the power to protect oneself, there will be no time to regret it.

Therefore, the first time Liumu got up in the early morning, he was ready to use Ling Yuancao directly and try to break through.

...

Outside Tianming City..

The group of people was mighty, only to see that they were dressed in scale armor and majestic, and everyone's face was expressionless and resolute, and at first glance it was a battle-hardened predator.

On closer inspection, the scale warriors walked in unison, and the armor made of unknown materials made all over them made a rattling sound.

And in this neat procession, everyone's momentum is above the silver spirit, and on these shoulders are embroidered in black with a striking 'king' character.

Passers-by walked by head-on, and when they saw the imposing team, they were all stunned from the bottom of their hearts, and unconsciously made way for the team.

Although passers-by were surprised in their hearts, most of them did not dare to say a word, for fear of angering the team and suffering disaster.

But there are still bold people among them, and they can't help but be a little puzzled when they see this group of people walking out mightily.

"This is the Wang family's guard, where are you going?"

Not far away, a person in the store covered his mouth and whispered to the people around him.

"I don't know, the people of the deserted city provoked a war, and this Wang clan, as an old force in Tianming City, naturally has to make some efforts. ”

The other said disdainfully.

From his words, it is not difficult to see that this person has no good impression of the people of the Wang family.

"I see. ”

When the former heard this, he seemed to have woken up and nodded.

"Thinking too much, the Wang family can't wait for the Zhou family to be defeated!"

Just as the former looked proud, a voice came from behind the two.

The face of the previously proud man changed slightly, and a look of displeasure appeared.

"How?"

And the person who spoke before obviously didn't care, and his appetite was also whetted by this person's words, and he immediately wondered.

"I heard that a few days ago, there were incredible treasures in the general's mausoleum, and I heard that the ink pool also appeared in the underground palace, which is the reason why the Wang family went out of the city. ”

The man didn't care, and said to himself.

“..”

Hearing the man's description, everyone's eyes flashed, especially when they heard that the inkwell had appeared.

But it didn't take long for the greedy look in everyone's eyes to dim.

Because everyone knows the value of the inkwell, and every time it appears, it causes an uproar, and because of this, it discourages ordinary people.

It's not that they aren't greedy for the inkpool, or it's not because the inkpool isn't allure enough.

It was because every time this kind of treasure appeared, people of strength such as Zhou Qing and Wang Lei would personally appear to suppress the scene, which made everyone die.

Of course, every time someone doesn't have long eyes, sees the ink pool with red eyes, and does something stupid.

However, the results were all expected, and they were all punished very severely.

Since then, whenever the inkwell appears, no one dares to make an out-of-the-ordinary move.

It can be seen that Zhou Qing and Wang Lei's thunderous methods have a good effect of killing chickens and setting an example for monkeys.

In the middle of the night, the people were almost there, and there was already a neat team standing at the entrance of the city, and Wang Tian was standing in the lead.

Looking around, the first row is empty, and a position is very eye-catching.

That position was originally for Sun Yuan to stand, but now that Sun Yuan is dead, that position is also vacant.

Wang Tian's face turned cold.

Thinking of what happened on the street yesterday, his five fingers couldn't help but clench, and the hatred for the driftwood in his heart was a little more.

This person has ruined his good deeds several times, but he has always remembered that he had the opportunity to eradicate it yesterday, but he didn't expect Zhou Qing to appear again, which stopped his murderous intent.

"There will be a chance, Driftwood, it's better not to fall into my hands!"

He was shocked, one arm empty.

The people around him suddenly felt a chill when they saw Wang Tian, and their hearts were all cold.

Thinking that someone had unintentionally touched this killing god, they couldn't help but shrink their necks.

It's just that after a long time, Wang Tian also knew that he was angry, and slowly closed his eyes, and the chill in his heart slowly subsided.

This made the onlookers relax and continue to watch.

Wang Tian's face was grim, his eyes looked around, and after seeing the people assembled, he left with a wave of his arms and a group of people.

...

At the same time, in the Zhou family's hall, everyone also had serious faces.

Zhou Qing knew for the first time that the ink pool appeared in the General's Mausoleum, so he found someone to confirm the authenticity, but most of these people only stayed in Tianming City, and they didn't know the situation in the underground palace.

Speaking of the General's Mausoleum, it is natural to say that the most familiar person in Tianming City is Wang He, so Zhou Qing didn't care about the time, and directly summoned Wang He in the early morning.

After discussing with Wang He, Zhou Qing made up his mind.

Not only because the people from the deserted city and the Wang family poured out, but also because in just one morning, rumors spread in Tianming City.

The inkpool appeared in the depths of the General's Mausoleum!

In fact, if it was in the past, Zhou Qing would not have any worries, and went directly to the General's Mausoleum to personally suppress the ink pool.

The current situation is turbulent, and the people of the Deserted City and the Wang Clan will attack the city at any time, and he does not dare to act easily.

The Wang family said that it was pouring out, but Wang Lei was still sitting in Tianming City, so he Zhou Qing didn't dare to leave.

After thinking left and right, coupled with Wang He's reminder, Zhou Qing finally made up his mind and only sent the younger generation to compete for the opportunity of the ink pool.

It's not that he doesn't pay attention to the ink pool, but he is more worried about Wang Lei making trouble in the city!

On the contrary, if he only sent young people to the General's Mausoleum Underground Palace, the people of the deserted city would not do too much entanglement, if he went and fell into the ambush of the people of the deserted city, then Tianming City might really fall into his hands.

Zhou Qing stood in the main hall, and after listening to his father's words, he also felt that it was very reasonable.

Once when the inkwell appeared, she was too young to get into it and enjoy the opportunity.

Now that the ink pool has reappeared, she doesn't want to miss it, after all, although her own resentful spirit level is not low, she is also a high-minded person, so she will naturally not be satisfied.

Now that she has the opportunity to improve the quality of the resentful spirit and strengthen her strength, she does not want to miss it.

Immediately, after getting his father's permission, he also whispered yes, ready to select some people to enter the underground palace again.

...

Cangyuan Building

Just after noon, the warm sun was shining in the courtyard, and it was mild and pleasant.

Liumu also finished absorbing Ling Yuancao's cultivation at this time, and sat in the courtyard with a satisfied face.

Looking closely at the body of the flowing wood, the strength of the power of resentment is a little stronger, and looking at its expression, it has become very full, obviously the flowing wood at this time is already a second-grade silver spirit warrior!

Drink!

Driftwood drank softly, and the resentful spirit emerged, and a primitive aura spread from its body!

Suddenly, Liumu's legs slammed into the air, and his feet fluttered to the ground.

His eyes were locked in the direction in front of him, and his eyes shone with dazzling essence.

Call!

I saw that his left arm was suddenly raised, his legs were bent, and his waist and abdomen were suddenly exerted!

A sharp fist wind roared into the void in front of him, and the fist wind shook the air, making a piercing sound, faintly, as if breaking through its own limit, and a faint sonic boom sounded.

Driftwood smiled slightly, his face relaxed.

Rumble!

The smile hasn't gone away, and a bang rings out in the backyard!

I saw that the stone bricks not far in front of Liumu suddenly flew up, and the air vibrated and sent out a powerful shock wave in all directions.

It looks powerful, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for ordinary seven-rank spiritual warriors to resist!

"Yes, it's a lot more powerful!"

Liumu took a deep breath and said with satisfaction.

Just after Liumu tried the strength of the second-grade silver spirit warrior, he habitually looked at the stone pavilion not far away, and found that it was empty, and he felt a little lost in his heart.

"Oops, old man, I have to find it!"

Flowwood sighed softly and shook his head.