From the moment his feet stepped on the inconspicuous fish gelatin-patterned green brick under the city gate, Wang Zimo's heart that had always been hanging finally relaxed.

There was no time to go to the city wall to say hello to Xue Lianzhu, Wang Zimo meditated cross-legged on the spot to breathe, his chest and abdomen fluctuated, and he couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of black blood.

The blood stasis dissolved, and the prince Mo entered the state.

The first thing he had to observe was in the dantian, and sure enough, he found that there was a dark yellow star flickering between the heavens and the earth controlled by the earth spirit bead.

"Earth attribute Dao Pan, then his natal divine beast must be an earth divine beast. ”

Thinking of this, the prince silently withdrew his spiritual sense, and suddenly found a young child sitting on the main road plate. The boy's body was not yet solidified, and he sat on the top of the pole in the middle of the main path, his eyes closed tightly, and his expression was serene.

Genshin!

Wang Zimo was very excited, and after the two rituals, a primordial god would be born on the road. And with the Yuan Shen, he is not afraid of Kunxu's ghost cultivation.

With the Yuan Shen sitting in Liangyi, there is no longer a need for mother-in-law to protect Kunxu from now on!

Wang Zimo became more and more excited, he knew that the Yuan Shen would continue to grow with the improvement of his strength, sit on the top of the pole, rise with the rise of the pole, and finally be sent to the spiritual platform by the pole, so that he could break away from the mortal womb and reach the realm of transforming the mortal spirit.

This metamorphosis spiritual realm is the realm of spiritual consciousness, and it can also be used to measure the strength of the primordial spirit.

The prince's consciousness fluctuated, and he saw two black sticks appear in the dantian, which was the heavenly pestle returned to him by his mother-in-law.

The mother-in-law guessed that the two Heavenly Pestles should be one.

The prince meditated, and the two Heavenly Pestles were suspended at his side, slowly floating to the side of the primordial god. Suddenly, a powerful pulling force struck, and Wang Zimo's spiritual body involuntarily rushed towards the Yuan Shen. When I opened my eyes again, I found that the spiritual consciousness was materialized and merged with the primordial spirit.

In Jiuli, ordinary cultivators must reach the late stage of the Yin and Yang Great Realm, and the polar pillar pushes the Yuan Shen into the spiritual platform before the phenomenon of the unity of the Yuan Shen and the Spirit Consciousness appears. At this time, the Yuan Shen is not as fragile as it was at the beginning, supplemented by the Yuan Shen cultivation exercises, and it can be fought alone.

Wang Zimo looked down at his translucent, oily and tender body, and his appearance as a child couldn't help but awaken the story of his childhood.

The big war is coming, and the prince has no time to reverie!

He opened his eyes and took a deep look at the City Lord's Mansion, resolutely stepped on the city wall, and told his mother-in-law to open the city gate and make an appointment with the high-ranking of the Divine Sect to fight the City Lord's Mansion tomorrow!

Fight to the death, you will lose!

The city lord's mansion is about to fight and bloody the high-level, and it will also be defeated!

After considering the two sides, Wang Zimo still chose the latter. Since you've chosen the way to fight the show, it's up to me to decide where the battle will be. Now it seems that the tomb under the city lord's mansion is a variable in this high-level covenant war, and whether it is a blessing or a curse can only be revealed tomorrow.

The next morning, the rain gradually stopped.

The huge Fengming City has been washed by the rain, and the brown tile eaves are particularly clear under the sunlight.

The prince Mo pushed open the doors and windows, and suddenly a fresh air poured into his heart, and he opened his arms comfortably and took a deep breath, suddenly remembering that today was the day of the battle city lord's mansion.

If it weren't for this war, it would be a beautiful day!

With the sound of the lark, Wang Zimo came to the City Lord's Mansion alone. Looking at the once busy house, it was overgrown with weeds and artemisia vines in just over a month.

The white walls are mottled and the mud seals are peeling off, and walking in the city lord's mansion is like groping in the corridor of the ancient tomb. And this city lord's mansion was built on top of the tomb, I don't know whether it was the tomb built first or the city lord's mansion built first, or they were originally one, but the descendants regarded the tomb as the residence of the yang people.

The prince wandered around for about half an hour, and then a disciple of the Fengtian God Sect set up a ring by the Baguio pool where King Fengxuan had invited guests that day.

The water in the pond is clear, the lotus leaves are round, and it has not turned into a foul-smelling stagnant water because it is left unattended. On the contrary, the water is full of life, and the fish gather under the lotus leaves, secretly catching and feeding on the ladybugs lying on the large leaves to bask in the sun.

Staring at the fish in the water, Wang Zimo was at a loss in his heart.

He knew that this was just a contradiction within the Fengtian God Sect. It is inconvenient for outsiders to interfere at this time, and even if they forcibly intervene, they must weigh whether they can shake the dignity of the Fengtian God Sect.

If another half an hour passes, some good deeds will come early to observe.

Wang Zimo continued to wait, and it was not until the hands of the sundial shook towards the sundial that he saw Xue Lianzhu leading a group of girls from the street towards the City Lord's Mansion.

The waist of the water snake twisted and twisted, lined up, forming a beautiful scenery in this Fengming City. These women encapsulated all the beauties of Fengming City, and they walked out of Yanhuitai without stopping all the way.

They could have regarded themselves as disciples of the Heavenly God Sect and avoided this battle.

It's just because I love this Fengming City, I love this Yan Huitai, I love this water rudder, and I love this disintegrating Fengtian God Sect. They hope that the gods and religions will be united and that they will be restored to the style of the day. Not only them, but everyone present hoped for the unity of the Divine Religion. And the key point is who will be the leader of the sect and who will be the high priest.

Li Zhiwen, the master of Qimen Hall, walked out halfway with Takuta and followed behind the women of Yan Huitai. There are eight hundred and twenty-three disciples in Qimen Hall, but only two people have come out!

Suddenly, Xue Lianzhu stepped into the City Lord's Mansion.

To Wang Zimo's surprise, at this time, Ji Yunxi actually walked in with Aguma and Bai Su. Although Bai Su accepted the inheritance of his godmother, his cultivation time was extremely short, not even half a month. Staring at Ji Yunxi's helpless eyes, Wang Zimo guessed in his heart: Bai Su must have known about the decisive battle and was clamoring to come.

But......

Retracting his thoughts, Wang Zimo quickly followed, and suddenly found a man in black following behind the tail of the group.

The man was of medium height, not fat or thin, but half a head taller than ordinary people, and he felt a little like he stood out from the crowd after a group of girls. The man was in his early twenties, with long, thin blade-like eyes that hid half of his pupils, and it was impossible to see what was going on in his mind.

Wang Zimo looked at him, and he also looked at Wang Zimo.

It wasn't until he walked past Wang Zimo and said respectfully: "Young Master!" that he came back to his senses, couldn't help but shake his body, and then walked out of the man's cold aura.

"It's so strong! It's even more powerful than me!"

Following the man in black to the left side of the ring, Wang Zimo always had a feeling that something was wrong. This feeling grows deeper and deeper over time, and then turns into uneasiness, deep unease, and restlessness. It was as if the man in black would change all the speculations that Wang Zimo had about the tomb under the city lord's mansion.

There are more and more variables!

This was something that Wang Zimo did not expect.

After less than half a cup of tea, I saw a group of hundreds of people heading towards the City Lord's Mansion.

The young man at the head is about eighteen or nineteen years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a hooked nose and melon seed face. Wearing a gold-trimmed robe with silver flowers on a black background, a purple and gold carved dragon belt with jade finger tassels hanging on it, like a scholarly atmosphere. But the aura around him was not at all the elegance of a scholar, but a battle-hardened killing.

"The family teacher is still in Kunxu and has not returned, so I will compete with him for the position of the young master!"

Xue Lianzhu closed her eyes and thought carefully, Ji Yunxi whispered: "His name is Guang Liangsheng, and he is the nominal disciple of Immortal Master Shiluan. The immortal master never accepts apprentices, and he is the only nominal disciple. Ji Yunxi's voice was not big or small, which happened to be heard clearly by everyone here.

Guang Liangsheng, the apprentice of the Immortal Master!

Wang Zimo was very curious about this person who came up and named him to compete with him for the young master, so he took a second look.

"What, didn't Mu Qianyu dare to come?" Xue Lianzhu was a little angry.

"The High Priest has a lot of opportunities every day, and such trivial matters are inconvenient to bother!"

Guang Liangsheng glanced at this side contemptuously, then raised his right hand and said in a loud voice: "The Heavenly God Sect has eight rudders standing on our side, and there are hundreds of high-level people above the hall master, I think you shrimp and shrimp Mimi should go straight over!"

"Celestial Cult?"

Hearing this, Xue Lianzhu was even more angry, suppressed the evil qi in her chest, lowered her voice and gritted her teeth and asked, "When will you stop worshipping the sky?"

Fengtian God Sect, God Sect Fengtian!

Unexpectedly, the disciples of the Fengtian God Sect in Jingzhou erased the word "Feng" and called themselves the Tianshen Sect.

This is a great insult to her, the high priest.

"Say, who's going to fight first?"

Xue Lianzhu just wanted to go up, but Wang Zimo jumped into the ring first. He couldn't let Xue Lianzhu be the first to play. The other party is at the level of the helmsman hall, and the oldest is a small priest, and even the middle priest has not come. If Xue Lianzhu came to the stage to fight, wouldn't he lose his reputation as a high priest.

Wang Zimo's intentions Xue Lianzhu comprehended, and suddenly felt that he was too reckless just now, and almost became the laughing stock of many Divine Sect disciples because of this.

But......

They deceive people too much!

"Guang Liangsheng, can you represent Mu Qianyu? If you lose this battle, the identity of this young master will not be mentioned for the time being, there is only one high priest, and that is her!"

In front of everyone, the prince silently questioned Guang Liangsheng.

But seeing Guang Liangsheng smiling, as if he had heard a great joke, he opened his mouth and laughed. "Don't talk too much, I'll talk about it if we win first!"

Seeing that Guang Liangsheng avoided answering, the prince silently widened his eyes and swept directly to the hundreds of people behind him, and asked sharply, "Do you agree?"

Everyone was silent, but there was a look of annoyance on their faces.

Wang Zimo stood alone in the ring, condescending, and his momentum climbed. He completely regarded himself as the young master of the Heavenly God Sect. But the hundreds of people behind Guang Liangsheng regarded him as a clown who jumped off the beam, and even felt that it was a waste of time to talk to him.

"Since you don't speak, then I'll change you eight helmsmen!" Prince Mo's eyes showed a thick murderous intent.

"Hmph!

"That's it, the wild bear cub that came out of nowhere, this water rudder and Yan Huitai are really sick and rushed to the doctor, and anyone can claim to be the young master!"

"Who's calling grandpa?"

At this time, Xiong's fat figure suddenly broke into the city lord's mansion, was glared at by the prince, and hurriedly withdrew with his tongue drawn.

Guang Liangsheng still looked at the joke, staring at the prince and laughing silently. It wasn't until Wang Zimo hooked his fingers at him that he felt humiliated and jumped into the ring with open arms.

The characters at the helm master level are all in the middle of the Yin and Yang Realm, and this Guang Liangsheng, as a nominal disciple of the Immortal Master, has also broken through the Yin and Yang Realm, and his strength should not be underestimated.

The prince silently analyzed, if the tomb under his feet did not move, he could only use the last move!