Zhang Xin thought that if he could have known earlier, he could master the astrogazing technique and the method of falling stars left by his ancestors, and he would definitely not get too close to them in the Thousand Pages Gorge. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Originally, he expected that it would take at least five years before he could first become a wing.

But the so-called plan can't keep up with the change, that's it. Although the method of picking stars gave him the power of revenge in advance, it also brought more dangers to him and his relatives and friends.

And if you want to avoid a possible tragedy in the future, the best way at this time is to make the third girl have enough self-protection power as soon as possible, or to make yourself more powerful. For example, recruit a few more top divine masters like Lin Lihai and Yun Hao - but this is not an easy thing to do.

Five days after Xie Ling'er's three daughters returned, there was even worse news. There are spirit masters of the Chengying Temple, and in the underground outside the Black Killing Valley, a large number of demon spirits are found to gather. Not only is there a tendency to cut off their back roads, but they are also digging the passage to the Black Killing Valley with all their might.

In the north, the other armies under Zhen Jiucheng's jurisdiction that forcibly entered Xianyun Mountain were also attacked by the White Emperor, and the situation was precarious.

That Immortal Cloud Mountain had already begun to be damaged, and it could be at most half a month, and this Spiritual Mountain of the Law Domain might collapse.

——When this news came, Zhang Xin knew that his idle days were coming to an end.

Also on this day, Zhu Baba changed the spiritual source for him again.

"No! this is the talisman you want!"

Zhu Baba walked in the door and directly threw the two jade talismans over. Then she looked at Zhang Xin with some suspicion: "What you promised me, can you really do it?"

"If you don't believe it, then why give it to me!"

Zhang Xin smiled slightly, and then rubbed the purple jade talisman in his hand, and exclaimed: "This talisman treasure is really amazing." ”

A rune treasure is the same as a magic weapon, and it is a collection of various runes, which are compounded by a skilled monk.

And the talisman is just a single spiritual technique.

"That's it! This is the hand of my great-grandfather!"

Zhu Baba raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were colorful: "In the entire Sun and Moon Xuanzong, only his old man can do it." But here's all I have left. ”

Zhang Xin couldn't help but sigh secretly, thinking that these Heavenly Realm Holy Spirits are really not simple. The sect master returns to the true son, and is generally considered by the disciples of Xuanzong to be the great master of the sword path of the emperor among the twelve heavenly holy spirits in the door.

But this one-handed talisman method is also the best in the world.

It can also be seen that Gui Zhenzi's love for Zhu Baba, Zhang Xinke knows how time-consuming and laborious it is to make this kind of top-notch rune treasure.

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To the north of the Black Killing Valley, about seven thousand miles away, at the sound of the desolate trumpet, the smoke and dust kicked up by various large-scale spells here were gradually dissipating, revealing a mountain full of devastation.

It is clear that a great war here is coming to an end. In addition to the countless craters below the mountain, there are dozens of wrecks of ships, as well as many corpses of spirits that have not yet been destroyed.

However, at this time, beyond the mountains, there were still thousands of spaceships, suspended in the air. Although the styles are different, there is not the slightest sense of chaos, the army is strict and orderly, and the ships are comparative.

At this time, in the center of more than a thousand warships, among a huge mountain attack ship, the White Emperor was high on the main seat, listening to the noisy discussion below with a helpless expression.

Mainly due to casualties, Sun Moon Xuanzong lost his troops and generals under the two spirit mountains of the Black Killing Valley, but on his side, he was also frustrated in front of Xianyun Mountain.

After submitting the battle letter to the Sun Moon Xuanzong, the spiritual warship under his command, although supported by various sects, swelled nearly doubled.

But in front of this small Realm Spirit Mountain, he has lost two-tenths or three-tenths.

At this time, many of the divine masters present did not accuse the White Emperor of anything, but were arguing and accusing, thinking that the several sects that were attacking today were afraid of the enemy and had selfish intentions, so that they missed the opportunity and were unable to break through into the mountain for a long time.

"Everyone, how about you stop talking?"

When the White Emperor smiled bitterly and rang the copper bell beside him, everyone in this hall gradually fell silent.

For this chief deacon of the Northern Earth Immortal League, the nearly 100 divine masters here are still quite convinced.

Since the war, the ability of the White Emperor has been obvious to all.

If it weren't for this person's central coordination and deployment, the casualties of each sect might have increased several times, and even at the beginning of the battle, they would have been defeated by the elite of the Sun Moon Xuanzong under the commander of Zhen Jiucheng.

In that battle, Zhen Jiucheng lured the enemy deep and showed defeat, which made all the sects scramble to be the first, ignoring the military order that the White Emperor would hold the battle line firmly and not take the enemy lightly. But when he was approaching the top of Xianyun Mountain, he was hit hard by the four hundred and twenty-nine Red Sun Divine Thunder that Zhen Jiucheng had ambushed. As a result, the victory turned from a great victory to a great defeat, and the ships of the Zhuzong all fled in panic.

On that day, it was the White Emperor who turned the tide, intercepted the offensive of Zhen Jiucheng with his subordinate private army, fought to the death without retreating, and used his connections to contact the various sects, and finally stabilized the battle situation, so that the number of dead and wounded of the sects stopped at 4,000.

If it is not for the white emperor's good governance and ability, and he acts fairly. This improvised patchwork, a scattered army, may not be able to sustain itself for a long time.

In short, whether it is the use of military strategy or wisdom, the White Emperor is all heartbreaking. The delay in attacking Xianyun Mountain is not due to insufficient ability, but for other reasons.

"Today, the real one sect, the power god sect, and the three families of Xianquanzhuang are the main attackers, in the eyes of this seat, there is no selfish intention, but the disciples of the three families do have the intention of fearing the enemy. ”

When peace was restored in this hall, the White Emperor said: "The specific punishment is at the discretion of the three families, and the Immortal Alliance will not put a beak." However, you need to pay a certain amount of money to compensate for the losses of each family. ”

This remark immediately caused several divine masters present to show dissatisfaction in their eyes. But before they could speak, the White Emperor's gaze had already forced them over.

"Please ask yourself whether you are worthy of the bloody sacrifices of each family in recent days, and whether you have missed the plane of war because you are afraid of casualties. The so-called justice is in the hearts of the people, and if the three of you want to be isolated from the sects, then this seat has nothing to say. ”

Seeing that those people were all choked for a while, they all fell into deep thought under the gaze of many cold eyes in the hall. The White Emperor glanced at the rest of the people with a sharp gaze: "Greed for life and fear of death, this is human nature, and it is inevitable. I also know that many of you do not want to see your men dead or wounded. But Bai Mou wants to ask you to think more about the fate of the Immortal Cloud Sect on the other side when you are about to fight! If the monarchs of today can't work together, then three thousand years later, the Dao Sect of our waiting, the descendants of our waiting, or even the Immortal Cloud Sect will not be as good as that! This is not my White Emperor Zi's alarmism, after the fall of the Black Killing Valley, which one of the great northern lands is the opponent of the Sun Moon Xuanzong?"

These words, although not harsh, still made the hall silent for a while,

"Let's stop here for today's discussion,"

The White Emperor brushed his sleeves as if he was tired, and when many of the divine masters present saw this, they also retired with complicated expressions.

When everyone was gone, the hall was empty. Behind the White Emperor, the purple-haired young man with a giant sword said to the White Emperor with a strange look in his eyes: "It's not a way to go on like this, I heard that there are already people secretly connecting with each other, saying that if they continue to attack like this, this Xianyun Mountain will not be taken, but our people will be exhausted." He also said that the falling star of the Sun Moon Xuanzong was too terrifying, and even if we captured this Xianyun Mountain, we might not be able to save the Black Killing Valley. It is better to take advantage of the fact that the Sun Moon Xuanzong has not taken down the Black Killing Valley yet, and negotiate peace with them as soon as possible. ”