Meng Junze couldn't help but recall his first encounter with Mo Li, he didn't expect that the kid he had given a little favor because of Qin Lao's relationship at the beginning had grown to the present at a speed he had never imagined.

He was still happy for a while when he first saw Mo Li, after all, his grandson Meng Bufan was already the first in the outer door at that time, and Mo Li was even far away, and the gap between the two was not obvious.

However, what Meng Junze was happy about was not this, but his grandson, who crushed Qin Lao's person, doesn't this mean that he is better than Qin Lao!

However, as time passed, Mo Li brought him more and more surprises, until Mo Li defeated Meng Bufan in the outer door competition, which made him pay attention to Mo Li thoroughly.

He knows that the future will not be simple.

Sure enough, time has verified his conjecture, and now Mo Li has even caught up with the strongest of the older generation, and he can no longer be described by the younger generation.

A smile flashed on Old Qin's face: "Old Meng, some people are incomparable, and your grandson is already a genius." ”

Although it was a comforting word, everyone could hear the pride in Qin Lao's voice.

However, everyone only has envy, if anyone among their children and grandchildren can achieve Mo Li's achievements, they will probably be the same as Qin Lao.

The corner of Meng Junze's eyes jumped, and he glared at Qin Lao: "Don't forget, but you begged me to come over, is it too easy for me to promise you!"

Qin Lao coughed lightly: "Say business, say business!"

He looked at Jian Wuji: "Sect Master, as long as Lao Meng joins us, is our number enough?"

Jian Wuji looked at Meng Junze and said, "That's right, as long as Elder Meng joins, the number of people will be enough, and the chance of victory will be greater, but I don't know if Elder Meng is willing?"

Although Meng Junze was nominally the elder of the outer gate of Wanjian Mountain, Jian Wuji knew that he had no right to mobilize Meng Junze.

At the beginning, Elder Qin only slightly mentioned Meng Junze in his and Elder Jian's ears, and only said that he had brought someone back and became the Elder of the Outer Gate of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain.

Strictly speaking, if it were someone else, it would be a trivial matter.

An elder of the outer gate, his status is not even comparable to that of any disciple of the inner gate, how could Jian Wuji and Elder Sword pay attention to an elder of the outer gate.

In addition, that person was brought back by Qin Lao, so there was no need to investigate, so Jian Wuji and Jian Elder just regarded Meng Junze as a person of ordinary strength, and they were fortunate to be taken by Qin Lao to Wanjian Mountain to become an outer elder.

But it's no wonder that no one is at fault, this is Meng Junze's own request, and Qin Lao also promised him that he won't tell him about it, so except for the two of them, no one knows about it at all.

Meng Junze sighed: "I had already promised Old Man Qin before I came. ”

The faces of everyone in the main hall were happy, and there were more reinforcements in their camp.

Shui Tianxing hugged his fists at Meng Junze, and said solemnly: "Elder Meng is righteous!"

Meng Junze waved his hand: "I already knew about the Blood Sect, in fact, I already had the idea of going to the battlefield, but thinking that so many strong people on the continent have gone, and the major sects have also done their best, I will stay in Wanjian Mountain." But what I didn't expect was that the strength of the Blood Sect ......"

Speaking of this, Meng Junze glanced at the four sect masters and did not say any more.

Jian Wuji smiled bitterly: "Elder Meng doesn't need to save face for us, the Blood Sect has indeed made us suffer, and we can only watch them leave, and we can't stop it." ”

Meng Junze shook his head: "I have heard about it in detail from Old Man Qin, this is no wonder to anyone, it can only be said that the preparation of the Blood Sect is too sufficient, the Blood Ancestor is both wise and brave, it is really difficult to deal with, and the ending is the same for anyone." ”

Xiang Wentian's deep voice was extremely low at this time: "So after two years, the blood ancestor must be completely killed, and the mistakes of the ancestors thousands of years ago must not be made, otherwise there will be endless troubles!"

Jian Wuji's eyes flashed: "Since Elder Meng has joined, then let's go without further ado!"

After saying that, Jian Wuji and Elder Jian walked towards the outside of the main hall, and everyone followed.

As for what they were going to do, they were naturally practicing two formations.

Whether it is the Infinite Dust Great Array or the Tiangang Star Sword Array, they all belong to the very high-level Great Array, even if these people are the top powerhouses in the continent, it will take a long time to run in before they can exert the strongest power.

......

Wanjian Mountain, Tianxuanmen, Demon Sect, Medicine King Valley, the entire continent are all filled with an unprecedented solemn aura.

In this environment, all the sects, all the people have a different cultivation ruthlessness than usual, especially those who come back from the battlefield, whether they are disciples or elders, cultivation is called madness.

And affected by the madness of these people, the rest of the people did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

In this case, of course, it brings an increase in the strength of a sect, if it was placed in the past, the high-level leaders of the major sects would definitely be very happy, but now, they are not happy.

Because they knew very well that in the final battle, they would hardly be able to play the slightest role, and if they lost this battle, no matter how hard they worked to cultivate, there was still only one way to die.

It can be said that the hope of the whole continent has been placed on the group of people who are now gathering in Wanjian Mountain.

All that millions of people on the mainland can do is wait, prayer and anticipation.

......

Half a year later, the third floor of Sword Mountain.

"I'm in. ”

A slightly old voice sounded outside the door, and without waiting for the owner of the room to speak, he pushed open the door without caring and walked in.

A young figure in the room slowly opened his eyes and looked at the old man who walked into the door: "Figured it out?"

The old man shook his head helplessly: "It's not the old man Qin's guy, the certainty of the dead skin is here, otherwise it ......"

This person is Meng Junze, and across from him is naturally Meng Bufan.

Meng Bufan immediately interrupted him: "Otherwise, you will still make a move." ”

Meng Junze was speechless and rolled his eyes: "Okay, don't talk about me, how are you?"

Meng Bufan nodded slightly: "It's okay, it's going well." ”

Meng Junze's eyes lit up: "That's okay, the Wind Thunder Wings and the Wind Thunder Sword seem to be very compatible with you." ”

After a pause, he sighed lightly: "Dongsheng's big disaster this time, it is estimated that no one expected it." ”

Meng Bufan closed his eyes again: "As long as the tribulation is over, it will no longer be a calamity." ”

Meng Junze shrugged his shoulders, left Meng Bufan's room, and headed in the direction of the main hall.

The big array still needs to be rehearsed.