Chapter 543: trust

Chapter 543: Trust
suddenly!
A terrifying breath of terror came from the sky in the distance.
The situation changes color!
Whoo--
The horn sounds long, ringing the world!
Many monks looked around and could not help but change his face.
I saw at the end of the distant sky, a huge ship of spirit boats, hundreds of feet long, with mysterious and mysterious lines carved on the body, shining brightly!
The Lingzhou battleship came out of the air, terrifying and overbearing. There were many figures standing on the bow of the ship. The breath was powerful and shocking.
Come down to the ruins!
"It is one of the top ten doorsteps."
"The person headed should be Tianjiao Longwenyu of Tianxingzong."
This ship, a spiritual boat, swept past the heads of many monks, forming a large shadow, covering the sky!
It didn't take long for the Heavenly Sect to pass, and many more Lingzhou battleships broke through the clouds. The hull was dark and sullen, as if it were a ghost ship floating in the ocean.
"One of the top ten doorsteps, Ghost Sect!"
"Be careful, don't be stared at by the ghosts, otherwise you won't be able to survive or die!"
"In the ruins of Dagan, there are countless fierce ghosts, ghosts, horses, and ghosts who completely occupy the terrain."
The ghost ghost boat sailed into the ruins of Dagan.
After a while, another warship came.
The original ancestors of the gatekeeper clan were all warriors who fought on the battlefield. Therefore, the clan people traveled on ancient tanks.
Different from the northern gatekeepers.
Every major visit was on a cruise ship.
"It is one of the top ten door-to-door battleships in the Valley of Fire!"
The spirit boat battleship that came this time was burning with blazing flames, and the clouds in the air were burnt into red, and beautiful and blurred.
"I heard that before that, Tianjiao Wang Yan of Huoyun Valley had come here and was almost killed!"
"Who is so powerful?"
"It's not clear which Xu disciples inherited from the door. I heard that Xingyuezong Tianjiao and the shallow stars have fallen. Xingyuezong will never give up this time!"
"Three of the top ten have arrived, and it is estimated that the other seven are also coming soon. It seems that the rumors are true."
Don't worry, after 15 days, Zhu Guo will be born, and there will be a battle in the ruins of Dagan!
At that time, Tianjiao was bathed in blood, and the waves were rushing into the sand. I don't know how many people can survive.
This is a test.
Only the battle, and the last surviving Tianjiao, are truly peerless Tianjiao, which can lay a world-renowned reputation in the middle-class ancient battlefield twenty years later!
Mu Dongqing looked dignified. After thinking for a long time, he slowly said, "The situation is too complicated, and the water at Dagan Ruins is too deep."
"How do you say this?" Bai Yuhan heard some meaning beyond his words.
Mu Dongqing frowned: "Have you noticed that there has been such a big noise in the ruins of Dagan, but so far, no Yuanying Zhenjun has appeared."
Bai Yuhan nodded, which she had already discovered.
"Zhu Guo's effect on Yuan Ying Zhenjun is not too obvious, and it is probably not attractive to Yuan Ying Zhenjun." Bai Yuhan speculated.
"That's a good statement, but it's impossible for no Yuanying Zhenjun to show up. That makes no sense!"
"Do you have any idea?"
Mu Dongqing groaned: "I guess these Yuanying Zhenjun may have come!"
"What do you mean?" Bai Yuhan stared.
Mu Dongqing said: "This Zhu Guo dispute involves too many forces. If Yuan Ying Zhenjun intervenes, it is bound to break the balance. As you said, for a Zhu Guo, Yuan Ying Zhenjun fought It's really not worth it. "
"So, I estimate that among the major forces, Yuanying Zhenjun, it is possible to reach a tacit understanding without interfering with each other and let the younger generation have a real duel to see who can be the king!"
"These Yuanying Zhenjun are likely to be in the dark, watching the results of this battle."
Hearing this speculation, Bai Yuhan frowned and fell into thought.
...
In the crypt.
Above the reddish magma, a dazzling light blooms, and a pale golden inner nail is suspended in the air, beautiful.
On the shore, a clear-eyed monk in a blue shirt wiped off the sweat from his forehead, breathing a long breath, and finally smiling.
Brother Tsing Yi is Su Zimo.
After entering the crypt, it took him only five days to restore all five Wujin arrows.
But it took ten days to repair this piece of black gold silk armor!
In fifteen days, Su Zimo never had a moment of rest, tense spirit, continually gathering spirits, serious mental and physical exertion, and he had reached the limit.
But it's all worth it.
The five Wujin arrows and the black gold silk armor are all innate artifacts. Su Zimo's combat power will once again rise to a new level!
Su Zimo froze a lazy waist, took off the blue shirt, ready to put on the black silk armor.
This movement woke up a furry, fiery little thing at his feet.
The little fox sobbed, his eyes were hazy, and he took his thigh above Su Zimo's head, and seemed to express dissatisfaction.
Su Zimo smiled.
For fifteen days, the little fox had completely dropped his guard.
At first, this little thing hid in the distance to watch.
Sleep when you are tired, and keep watching when you wake up.
A few days later, the little fox saw that Su Zimo ignored her at all, and moved forward.
A day later, she was still in danger, and she moved a distance forward.
...
A few days later, the little fox was lying directly next to Su Zimo's feet.
She used Su Zimo's calf as a pillow and felt extremely comfortable. She had never slept so peacefully for decades.
The little fox woke up and just rubbed his eyes, and saw Su Zimo was undressing, his cheeks blushed, and he uttered a flick of his heart. "This man is all right, but he always loves to be naked ..."
Su Zimo didn't care about it. She put the black silk armor on her body and felt her skin cool and comfortable.
This black gold silk armor is as thin as a cicada, but it is indestructible, and it can be adjusted by the monk's body change. It is indeed a rare treasure!
The successful restoration of the innate artifact was that Su Zimo was in a good mood. He put on his blue shirt again, looked at the little fox in front of him, couldn't help but reach out his palm, and touched her furry body.
The little fox instinctively wanted to wink, but she blinked, but stayed in place, letting Su Zimo's palm gently brush her body.
"Little fox."
The corner of Su Zimo's mouth slightly tilted, a smile swayed in his eyes, and he said quietly, "Do you know ... when you sleep, snoring sounds loud!"
"This abominable scholar! How can such a thing be said!"
The little fox's body was stiff, and he looked indignant, turned his head towards Su Zimo's palm, and bit it down fiercely!
Ga!
The little fox exclaimed.
Su Zimo's palm was okay, but her teeth were almost broken, hissing inhaling the air conditioner.
Seeing this, Su Zimo couldn't help but laughed.
The little fox pursed his lips and blinked his bright eyes, which had been covered with a layer of water mist and bean-shaped tears, spinning around his eyes, as if he had suffered a great grievance and was pathetic.
Su Zimo quickly put away a smile and rubbed her forehead, pretending to be serious and serious: "But to be honest, your snoring sound is different, um ... nicer."
The little fox wow and cried.
I do n’t know if any Taoist friends have celebrated Children ’s Day ... Although it ’s a bit late, I still say, Happy Children ’s Day ^ _ ^
(End of this chapter)