Four days later.

The battle situation in Senluo Jianzhou Zhongzhou has completely subsided, the gray sky has gradually opened, revealing a clear and sunny sky, and the smoke of war has also returned to silence, and all that is left at a glance is the devastated and barren and charred land.

In the camp group of the Southern Regions Battle Circle, the teams that went out to loot treasures also returned one after another, handing over all the wealth to Han Yang for counting, although there was no shortage of underreporting and stealing, but Han Yang didn't care, the captains of the raiding team were all trustworthy people, as long as they didn't swallow too much, it was understandable.

But even if he swallowed a lot, this is also a wealth that cannot be underestimated, plus the demon beast Neidan that was scavenged in the Heavenly Hate Mountain Range before, looking at the storage bags and storage rings piled up into the mountains, Han Yang has a feeling that he is rich and rivals the country, no, rich and invincible to the world, and his face is full of laughter, but it is a pity that this is not his wealth, it is all the group's.

Li Budian learned through Zhuge Chao's message that the Senluo Sword Master was the one who maintained the most strength among the fourteen sword masters, but the other thirteen sword masters were all counted in the sky, and all the sealing loads of the entire Wufeng Continent were transferred to him, and he was already dying, and asked the people of the Northern Plains, the eastern and western regions, and the southern regions to set off from their respective battle circles tomorrow and march towards the center of the Senluo Sword Continent, Senluo Tower.

The group army in the Southern Regions only had one last day to recuperate, and Han Yang also used the radio communicator exchanged by the system to signal to the search team sent out that they would all return within today.

Seeing that he was about to see the Sword Master of Senluo, Li Bumian's heart was faintly restless, thinking of Lin Ye's words, the sword master's sword contained unparalleled energy, and it was an important prop for him to break through the supreme skill of beating the heavens, even if it was not enough, he would gather all the swords of the fourteen sword masters together and devour them, and he would definitely be able to break through!

Li Budian's fighting intent is also getting higher and higher, now the sword of the Sword Master of Sen Luo still has eyebrows, and he will snatch it when the time comes, but the other thirteen sword masters are dead, and their swords are nowhere to be found, do you want to intercept all the monks in the Bladeless Continent in the misty sea to find them one by one?

Li Budian was also in a predicament at this time, facing the traversers and monks of the entire Wufeng Continent, even Li Busian himself did not dare to pack a ticket.

If there is a hundred inch-headed men with the same combat power, Li Bumian's current strength will not be able to cope with it, maybe Lin can also help him support himself, but his friendship with Lin Ye is as light as water, not to mention friends, not even allies, but he is still on the same road, with Lin Ye's strength, he can completely mix alone, and there is no reason to work for himself at all.

Li Budian put his hand into the pocket of his arms, took out a palm-sized Tianhe and looked at it non-stop.

After a few days of recuperation, Tianhate regained a little vitality, and the snow-white hair began to shine again, with its own holy light effect, but it really couldn't see a little holy breath in the bear pattern suspenders.

Li Sleepian stared at the heavenly hatred, as if he wanted to see the heavenly hatred through the hole.

"You...... What are you looking at me for?"

Tianhate's body trembled, and he felt a little panicked, and Li Bumian's eyes seemed as if he was about to eat it.

Li Halfian pondered, Heavenly Hate is also a super powerful combat force, he is the fiercest opponent he has ever seen on the Bladeless Continent, and the brutality of his body is even more terrifying than that of the inch-headed man that day, and it is not only the strength of brute force, but also all kinds of magical powers.

But even if Tianhate regains its strength, I'm afraid it won't help him, he destroyed the thousands of figures it regarded as treasures, and beat it into the appearance of a small beast today, and more importantly, he humiliated it and put on bear-patterned suspenders.

Although Li Busian is the master of the blood abuse group, he actually has very little real power, the group has just been established, not to mention being born and dying for him, when Li Busian collected resources to cultivate and beat the heavens more than half a month ago, these people all pushed back and blocked, and they didn't want to take out any wealth, and it was impossible to make a move under the leadership of Li Busian to treat death as home, in short, the loyalty was super low.

Li Budian looked at Tian Hate's gaze out of focus, as if he had seen God.

The nine little tails of the heavenly hatred twitched for a while, feeling a little terrifying, could it be that Li Bumian had come up with any idea to humiliate it?

Li Halfian thought about something else, he seemed to be in a good relationship with Han Yang Zhuge and others, talking and laughing, but in fact, it was just yin and yang, the general trend, expedient, after the death of the sword master of Senluo, maybe he would immediately stick a knife in the back, or use the strength to eat.

Li Halfian doesn't have many people who can be trusted on the Wufeng Continent, but most of them have low strength, and she has paid a lot for Nie Xiaorou, Nie Xiaorou is loyal enough to herself, and it is possible for her to die for herself, but she doesn't have any strength, so she can only watch it.

As for the legend of the East, the splash can also be trusted, but it is too weak.

If you want to talk about people who are a little stronger...... Well...... Wei Xinqi can barely get into the eye, but he is not loyal to himself, but a sick and crazy obsession, if, if his strength is lost, Wei Xinqi will definitely turn himself into a slave.

Li Busian seems to be sitting on a bloody group, but he is actually alone.

"Bear pattern suspenders, do you still like them?"

Li Sleepian humiliated the heavens and hated it.

Tianhate silver rainbow-colored eyes shrank, a little angry, but did not make a sound, endured it, if it were not for the great loss of its strength, it would definitely blow up Li Sleepian's head with one claw.

Li Sleepian, who usually dislikes Tianhate, rarely stroked Tianhate's hair, but what Tianhe felt was not the warmth of Li Sleepian's palm, but the slightest coldness.

"You said that you made an agreement with the fourteen sword masters, and you must have seen them in person, so do you recognize their swords?"

Li Sleepian combed his hair abnormally for Tianhate, with a kind and kind look in his eyes.

Tianhe only felt fear, lying on Li Busian's palm and curling up, there must be a demon when things happen, Li Busian is definitely making some bad calculations.

"This ...... How do I know this? I've seen it and forgotten it. ”

Tian Hate replied with some arrogance.

Li Bumian frowned, like teasing a kitten, and directly blocked Tianhate's delicate little nose with his fingers, making it unable to breathe.

Tian hated that his breath was restricted, and he was ashamed and angry, and he wanted to fight hard with Li Sleepian, waving his weak claws to Li Sleepian, but unfortunately he couldn't even tickle it, and now it was too weak.

At this time, Dongfang Sao heard the conversation between the two, flew from outside the tent, and landed on Li Bumian's shoulder.

"Gaga...... The sword of the sword master, I can feel it. ”

Dongfang Sao's black beak opened and closed, and he said a little coldly.

Li Sleepless was shocked!

Li Budian has long discovered the strangeness of Dongfang Sao, not only can he speak people, but also knows all kinds of things other than Wufeng, and even some stalks that few people know.

Li Bumian's initial conclusion was that the original owner of the crow was a boring person.

But now, it looks like that's not the case.

Oriental ...... What exactly is sacred?