Jiang Mo was very pleased with the power that Zhentian Pavilion now had.

However, it is far from satisfying.

Because he knew in his heart how powerful the enemy he was facing.

If you are content now, then when the real strong enemy comes, it will be the moment of tragedy for Jiang Mo and Zhentian Pavilion.

Before stepping into the realm of Emperor Wu, Jiang Mo would not take it lightly for a moment.

The world of cultivation is sometimes so cruel that people doubt life!

At this moment, more than 100,000 monks in Zhentian Pavilion were all surrounding Jiang Mo.

Although Jiang Mo's strength is not the top in Zhentian Pavilion.

But his prestige in the Zhentian Pavilion was something that no one could shake.

"You have also seen that the speed at which our Zhentian Pavilion has grown and grown over the years has been very fast. ”

"So far, there are as many as six or seven powerhouses in the Puppet Emperor realm alone. ”

"However, the enemy we face is a hundred times more powerful than before!"

"At times like these, everyone can't afford to let up. Only with your blood and sweat can you forge a more brilliant Zhentian Pavilion!"

After Jiang Mo's words fell, the hundreds of thousands of monks suddenly boiled.

Their faces were flushed and their hearts were surging!

Jiang Mo's words were really infectious.

"Strong, my town Heavenly Pavilion!"

"It's bound to be for Zhentian Pavilion and shed the last drop of blood on your body!"

"I entered the Zhentian Pavilion in this life, and I will not regret it for the rest of my life!"

......

One after another, excited and enthusiastic voices rushed into the sky, as if even the colorful clouds were about to be shaken away.

It was a long time before this side dispersed.

However, a seed was planted in everyone's hearts.

For the rise and glory of Zhentian Pavilion, and squander blood and sweat!

Three days later, Jiang Mo practiced swordsmanship on a mountain peak in Zhentian Pavilion.

Ever since he watched Jianxiong's sword enter the wilderness that day, Jiang Mo had a slight understanding of the style of the Qinglian Sword Codex.

Now he is stepping on the breeze, his body is cruising on the mountain peak, and his body is extremely mysterious.

"One Sword Leveling Immortal!"

Finally, at a certain moment, the Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword appeared in his hand, he took a deep breath, and slashed out with a sword, and there were no too brilliant moves.

Some are just plain sword moves.

In the next moment, the vitality on this mountain peak seemed to be boiling, centered on the sword that Jiang Mo had slashed out, and quickly spread out to the surroundings.

Thundered!

The sword move, which was as plain as water, finally released earth-shattering power.

At this moment, the surrounding mountain peaks trembled violently, and the towering ancient trees turned into a ball of powder with a bang.

Looking at the destructive power caused by this sword, a smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Mo's mouth.

Just now, he only poured one layer of vitality into the Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword.

What if you infuse ten layers of vitality?

I'm afraid that a radius of 100,000 miles will be cut to pieces, right?

"The master's comprehension of the way of the sword is really difficult for ordinary people to achieve!"

Jian Xiong looked at the power of that sword and couldn't help but praise it sincerely.

is also a sword cultivator, Jian Xiong knows very well in his heart that with Jiang Mo's current age, how difficult it is to perform that sword leveling immortal move!

"Come, let's talk again. ”

Jiang Mo smiled, and when he clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, his face became solemn.

Over the years, Jiang Mo has figured out a truth.

If you want to make real progress in a certain field, you must fight with the masters!

Only by playing against the real strong can you understand your own shortcomings and shortcomings.

"My lord, if that's the case, then you have to be careful. You're welcome. ”

Jianxiong said.

"Let the horses come. ”

Jiang Mo took a deep breath and mobilized all his spirit, and even the power of divine thoughts was released, capturing Jian Xiong's every move, and even the flow of qi.

"Huh!"

Without warning, the sword man struck out, and the speed of the sword was extremely fast, like a touch of thunder.

Jiang Mo was not to be outdone, and also swung a sword, the angle was very tricky, even if it was a sword male, it was not very easy to resist.

......

The two of them were practicing kendo on the top of the mountain, and half an hour passed, and Jiang Mo's forehead was already sweating profusely.

However, Jian Xiong was also out of breath.

If he suppressed the realm and fought with Jiang Mo, the consumption would not be small for him.

"Hopefully I can catch up with your kendo level as soon as possible. ”

Jiang Mo put away his sword and stood up, and he fought with Jianxiong, and he did make progress.

At this time, Wu Nu came to the top of the mountain, and when she looked at her pretty face, an anxious look appeared, probably because she had something to say to Jiang Mo.

"You go back first, and when I have a chance later, I'll talk to you again." ”

Jiang Mo said to Jian Xiong.

After Jianxiong left, Jiang Mo sat on a piece of bluestone and asked Wu Nu, "What happened?"

"Childe, the Miluo Heavenly Palace, which destroyed the Black Abyss Gate and replaced it, is now ready to move. ”

"Miluo Heavenly Palace has now begun to target Zhentian Pavilion everywhere. ”

"There are many transportation arteries that deliver precious medicinal materials and spirit stones to Zhentian Pavilion, but they have all been cut off by the Miluo Heavenly Palace. ”

"In battles large and small, there are quite a few monks from Zhentian Pavilion, all of whom have fallen into their hands. ”

"I estimate that it won't be long before the Miluo Heavenly Palace will launch a large-scale attack on Zhentian Pavilion. ”

Wu Nu said with some concern.

"Well, I know about it. If you give the order, you can send a Nine-Star Martial Saint, or even a powerhouse of the Pseudo-Emperor Realm, to kill all those who encroach on the main traffic routes of Zhentian Pavilion!"

"When necessary, we must show the strength of our Zhentian Pavilion!"

"Only by hurting them will these guys not dare to mess around!"

Jiang Mo pondered for a moment and said slowly.

Towards the enemy, Jiang Mo's attitude has always been very clear.

No matter whether the enemy is strong or weak, only if you dare to provoke Zhentian Pavilion, there is only one word: fight!

If you can't wake them up, kill them!

If a few more people die, they will understand that Zhentian Pavilion is not a soft persimmon to be kneaded.

The big yellow cat has the strength of the seven-turn pseudo-emperor realm, the primeval blood spirit dragon five-turn pseudo-emperor realm, and the cultivation of the little fire baby, at least above the three-turn pseudo-emperor realm, Jianxiong has just broken through the three-turn pseudo-emperor realm, and Qin Haotian cultivates magic elements, and now it is comparable to the one-turn pseudo-emperor realm.

Coupled with the bones of the four pseudo-emperors that Yanchen is about to control, the top strength of Zhentian Pavilion is already very strong!

"Okay, I'll go down and command. Wu Nu nodded.

"Is there anything else going on recently?" Jiang Mo asked again when Wu Nu was about to leave.

"Something else?" Hearing this, Wu Nu thought for a while and said, "A few days ago, a spy came to report that there was a sect called Gu God Sect on the border. ”

"According to the spies, they are here to find some young sect master. ”

"But nothing else has been done for the time being. ”

"Gu God Sect?"

Jiang Mo rubbed his eyebrows, for some reason, he remembered the Gu Refiner in Southern Xinjiang before.

"Pay a little attention to this Gu God Sect, don't be too careless. ”

(End of chapter)