Chapter 536: Build an army
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I Can Track Everything
- Sanmao Wu
- 1416 characters
- 2021-03-04 06:26:40
Seeing that it was Netherworld, Chen Chen was a little surprised, but he quickly recovered his calm.
It's normal for Netherworld to thoroughly check his own details for such a long time. If he can't find out, then it's a bit strange.
But what can I find out now? You are a disciple of the Lord of the Evil God Temple, and I am also a disciple of the Lord of the Sky Demon City. Everyone's backing is as hard as that. What can you do with me?
"Haha, it turned out to be Brother Nether, it's been a long time since I saw him."
Chen Chen said haha, as if he had been an old friend with You Ming for many years.
Nether's eyes widened with anger and wanted to swear, but after looking at the Wind Demon next to Chen Chen, he still held back the ugly words.
"Chen Chen, our grievances will be resolved sooner or later, don't be too early!"
After that, he looked at the building behind Chen Chen, as if he wanted to write down Chen Chen's address, then turned and left.
After he left, Feng Mo smiled and asked, "Junior Brother, what? You and the young genius of the Evil God Temple have hatred?"
"There is such a bit of hatred, but it's okay, not to the point of endless death, mainly because he is jealous of my talent."
Chen Chen replied casually, in an understatement.
Feng Mo listened to this indifferently: "You can't take it lightly, Junior Brother, you really have some patience, the innate Taoist body is not to mention, this is something that everyone knows, the key is that this kid is still very hard working, some time ago He challenged the famous fit monk one after another, and he was defeated by six people in a row. Now he has a lot of fame in the true spirit world in his young life."
"Really? So amazing!"
Chen Chen looked at the ghostly figure in the distance and raised his brows slightly.
He remembered that when he first encountered Netherworld, Netherworld was just a cultivating monk who mastered the power of the law, and now he can defeat the strong in the body. This speed of progress is indeed a famous genius monk in the Heretic Temple.
"Isn't it? The six combined cultivators don't have the following level of cultivation in the later stage of the combined. The outside world speculates that his current real combat power should be around the peak of the combined. Junior brother, what is your main cultivation base?"
"Mid-term fit."
"Then you can work hard, don't lose to this kid."
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While discussing, the two of them walked towards the building to which the Sky Demon City belonged. Along the way, they met many disciples of the Sky Demon City, and some of them were also famous for their reputation.
However, only Chen Chen and Feng Mo were the most eye-catching ones. After all, they were the personal disciples of the city lord and their identities were extraordinary.
Many people took the initiative to come over to strike up a conversation, while others watched indifferently.
These people think that they are absolutely outstanding among the younger generation, but because they cannot practice the Nine Turns Golden Body Judgment, they cannot become the city lord's personal disciples. They will always be shorter than Chen Chen and other personal disciples. How can this make them reconciled?
You must know that in this real spirit world, it is the monk himself that determines the future of a monk, not a technique.
Faced with all kinds of eyes, Chen Chen was calm, and did not come out again after finding his home.
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Three days later.
The number of cultivators in True Spirit City has reached its peak, it is really distracted, and there are everywhere in the body.
The 10,000-person team that Chen Chen wants to join is an elite team formed by several superpowers, and they are basically all fit monks.
Although the other teams are much weaker, they are not distracted.
It is conceivable that millions of masters of the mind and above gather in a city.
The situation was fine on the first day, and until the third day of the second day, there would be fierce fighting fluctuations in the city from time to time.
"Little Junior Brother, don't practice anymore, today I'm going to Fengyuntai to gather the whole army."
At noon, the wind demon's voice came from outside the training room. Chen Chen immediately stopped practicing, opened the door and walked out.
"Fengyuntai, where is that?"
"A huge platform where the immortal monks are usually assembled. Now it is used to assemble the army. Just follow me."
Feng Mo explained casually, and then took Chen Chen away.
A quarter of an hour later, the two came to a huge platform.
This platform is two meters high, three kilometers long and three kilometers wide. The whole body is repaired with spiritual stones. Such a huge platform is more than enough to accommodate one million monks.
Although most of the millions of cultivators had arrived at this time, the huge platform still appeared to be sparse.
"Brother, this area is treated by our disciples from the Devil City. Brother, after all, I am a commander of thousands, and I have to go to other places to gather."
Feng Mo said while pointing to a divided area not far away and said.
"Brother, please."
Chen Chen responded politely, and after Feng Demon left, he silently stood where Feng Demon pointed.
At this time, there were already some disciples of the Sky Devil City around, and a group of people were whispering quietly, except that there were no people around Chen Chen, who looked extremely uncomfortable.
Chen Chen could also understand this situation. Most of the other disciples had joined the Sky Demon City early, and there were various networks in the Sky Demon City. There was no one who was like him.
After closing his eyes for a long time, a voice like thunder rang in Chen Chen's ears.
"quiet!"
With this sound, the entire Fengyuntai was silent for an instant.
Chen Chen opened his eyes, he knew the person who spoke, and it was his big brother Xiao Ling.
Today, he is standing at the forefront of Fengyuntai, looking the same as last time, without any signs of injury.
"The army of millions of true spirit monks is named Zhenlingjun~EbookFREE.me~ I am the commander, and there are two deputy commanders, one hundred ten thousand chiefs, respectively..."
Xiao Ling reported a hundred names aloud, and one person on Fengyuntai responded every time they reported.
Not to mention, it's really a bit of an army posture.
Chen Chen observed for a while and found that, except for the top ten thousand captain of the ten thousand squad, who is a cultivator, all the ten thousand captains in the future are all the cultivation bases of the combined peak, and they are not comparable to the one of his ten thousand team. Commander of thousands.
"The monks of the First Army of Zhenming Army are gathering here!"
A monk crossing the robbery said loudly towards the place where a group of disciples of the Devil City were.
As soon as the voice fell, more than 7,000 monks in different dresses came together. Among them, more than 2,000 belonged to the Evil God Temple, and more than 2,000 belonged to the host Xianmen. The rest were elites from other sects of the Xian League. There are more than two thousand disciples.
"The next team will be divided into teams, each team has five people, and it needs disciples from different sects to form."
This requirement is also very reasonable. Fight as a team. Everyone has their own abilities to maximize combat effectiveness. If they all come from the same sect, the shortcomings will be infinitely magnified.
For example, the Tianma City is almost entirely body-refining cultivators. If it is a combination of five, once encountering a cultivator with extremely powerful spiritual consciousness, it is easy to suffer.
After Monk Nadu Jie gave this order, the tens of thousands of Monks in the First Army began to mess up.
Some well-known monks began to take the initiative to report to the group. As for celebrities like Netherworld, they were surrounded by hundreds of people who wanted to hold his thighs.
On the other hand, Chen Chen stayed in Shenglong City all year round, and rarely had contact with these big sect disciples. Even though his name was loud, there were not many people who knew his appearance, so he stood alone and there was no one. Ask for interest.
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