Chapter 487: The Final South Clan
"Chunyang, no matter what happens, don't worry, I'll take care of the family...."
In the small world, in front of the palace, looking at the light curtain that gradually disappeared in midair, Shi Tingting muttered to herself, stunned.
At this moment, even the most sluggish person can already feel that something is wrong.
Thinking of Zhang San's stiff dream not long ago, Shi Tingting's expression was solemn, and she gradually ..... Her gaze became more and more resolute.
"Roar....."
A roar like a dragon and an eagle rang out.
In the distance, the dragon eagle quickly turned from a small black dot into a behemoth, and the next moment, its wings spread again, and it had already appeared outside the valley mouth.
The branches and leaves of the ancient trees fluttering in the hanging wind.
"Sister Tingting, it's fun, there are a lot of strange monsters here, come up, let's go and see it together." ”
"Yes, little aunt, what about the uncle, why don't you see him, and you still want to ask him to come and play with him." ”
Above the dragon eagle, Zhang Ziyan and Xiao Lele's excited cries came.
They were excited, more than ever, a whole new world unfolding before their eyes, allowing them to soar, already intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.
"If you like it, let's have fun!"
In front of the palace, Shi Tingting sighed faintly, and finally let go of the worries in her heart.
The next moment, she stepped out in one step, like Ling Bo's slight steps, and the elegant first step stepped into the sky and appeared on the back of Long Ying.
"Let's go, take me to enjoy this great river and mountain, it will be our new home in the future....."
Smiling at everyone, Shi Tingting didn't say much, just sat cross-legged slowly and touched Long Ying's back under her.
The next moment, feeling the familiar breath of Zhang San on her body, Long Ying roared excitedly, and his wings spread out again, swaying upward.......
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Boom... Boom.... Boom... Boom!
At the top of Zhongnan Mountain, it was already approaching dusk, and under the afterglow of the setting sun, the long-lost bell rang again.
Melodious, heavy, sacred......
This is the ancient bell of the Quanzhen Sect roaring, summoning all the high-ranking members of the Sect.
Soon....
Qiu Zhigao's three brothers, Zheng Hai, Song Cheng, the five of them are the leader, and dozens of middle, middle and high-level sects have rushed to the Pure Yang Palace, all of them are congenital people, and Song Cheng among them is already at the peak of the congenital realm, and the three brothers of Qiu Zhigao and Zheng Hai have also reached the congenital mastery, and finally have a trace of the high-level atmosphere of the Holy Land.
On the high throne, Zhang San sat majestically on the throne, and finally couldn't help nodding lightly.
The massive resources he has paid in the past two years have finally taken effect, and it is a little time to take action.
"My subordinates have seen the Zhangjiao, and I wish the Zhangjiao longevity and Tianqi. ”
Under the stage, Qiu Zhigao and the five mermaids rushed in, glanced at each other, and led a group of disciples to bow down to Zhang San.
They have already seen that today's Zhang San is different from the past, his expression is serious, and he is obviously calling for a big event.
"If this day is about to be gone, how can you live with Tianqi ..........?"
On the throne, Zhang San listened to everyone's congratulations in his ears, and couldn't help but feel a little trance-like.
Xiaoxing's apocalyptic theory of the earth has put a lot of pressure on him, and he has been unable to calm down in his heart, especially since he doesn't know where the catastrophe came from, which is what he is really worried about.
I can't find the reason, and no matter how strong I am, I can't use it.....
"Perhaps, I shouldn't have waited so passively, I should have taken the initiative. ”
After thousands of turns, Zhang San finally made up his mind in his heart.
At this moment, his divine consciousness was stable, and he had already returned to a supreme state without joy or sorrow.
"Get up, there is only one thing to announce when you are recruited today, and that is to assess the disciples.
Three elders, I need you to select a thousand disciples within three days, these disciples not only need to be all elites, but also have the spirit of not being afraid of death, tell them that after joining, they must be ready to die, because they will be an army, an army that really needs to go to war. ”
Zhang San's voice was indifferent, but full of majesty, making every word heard by Qiu Zhigao and others in the audience with an aura of iron and blood, and also made them understand that Zhang San was real, and he really needed an army of cultivators who could fight.
"Yes, my subordinates have orders. ”
Qiu Zhigao's three brothers had a tacit understanding, and none of them asked more, and at the same time knelt on the ground to receive orders.
"Very good, Song Cheng, after the three elders have recruited the personnel, you will be the leader of this team.
After three days, Madame will take you to a place, where the vitality will be more abundant than Zhongnan Mountain, all you need to do is practice, give me a hard drill for them, after a year, I need everyone in the team to reach the realm of innate above. Tell me, can you do it?"
Zhang San's deep and domineering voice sounded again.
The catastrophe was imminent, but he didn't have the slightest clue, and finally let him bring the iron-blooded temperament that had been tempered in the other world to reality.
At this moment, in the eyes of all the disciples, Zhang San is the Emperor of Heaven, a high god and Buddha, majestic and sacred, infinitely far away..... Also infinite.
It's a kind of spiritual projection, in addition to being awe-inspiring, it's also awe-inspiring.
"Yes, my subordinates are willing to lead the army and complete the task to the death. ”
Feeling the monstrous battle intent on Zhang San's body, although Song Cheng didn't know where this battle intent came from and who he was going to attack, he still instantly integrated into his role.
He had been in the army, and he was also a semi-military cultivator before, receiving formal military training, so it can be said that being able to lead a cultivation team of thousands of people is his biggest dream in his life in addition to revenge.
At this moment, his blood was boiling, his fighting spirit was soaring, and the passion that disappeared after the revenge was avenged returned to him again.
"Qi Yu is in charge, the 'Fury Wind Battleship' promised by the Secret Service has been delivered today, what should I do?"
I have to say that Song Cheng is really competent, and he has just accepted the order, and he already knows how to seek benefits for his team.
This 'Angry Wind Battleship' had just been sent this morning, and they were originally looking for Zhang San for instructions, but now that they had formed this thousand-person team, of course he had to find an opportunity to grasp it in the palm of his hand.
The Furious Wind Battleship, a space battleship that can fly, is also a large magic weapon that can fly, Song Cheng felt that this was simply God's arrangement, and deliberately made it a weapon for the upcoming thousand-person warband.
Fury Battleship?
On the throne, Zhang San's expression began to be in a trance again.
It was also the last time the Kunlun League was held, and Dongfang Xuan promised to give them a gift on behalf of the empire, and it was also a condition in exchange for their support.
It's just a pity ....
Later, the corpse of the god fell from the sky, and the countries confronted each other, and this matter has been repeated over and over again, because of the lack of manpower in the middle, the work has been stopped several times, and now even Dongfang Xuandu has been an ancient man for two years, but I didn't expect the ship to be sent over after all.......
Providence, this may really be providence!
(End of chapter)