Chapter 3687 3486: Gathering of Luck

Shenping took the initiative to come to Daxuan's side.

Daxuan glanced at Shenping first, and then said slightly teasingly:

"I'm telling you, Mr. Kamira, everyone is fighting desperately now. Wouldn't it be redundant for you to be here alone?"

Shenping heard the sarcasm in Daxuan's words and said with a smile:

"Senior Daxuan, I just killed a few weaker familiars. Isn't that considered a lack of contribution?"

The communication between Daxuan and Shenpei gradually became easier, and at this time, the familiars outside the royal court were basically eliminated.

Many of the most powerful people randomly found a place to sit cross-legged and meditate.

The empress glanced in the direction of Daxuan, and when she saw Shenping, she ignored him and found an uninhabited corner to practice alone.

Daxuan stretched and continued: "What's wrong, kid? You can't come to me to admire my great strength, right?"

Shenping smiled and said:

"Senior Daxuan is indeed powerful, and there is no need for juniors to admire him. This is obvious to all."

Daxuan smiled: "Then what?"

Shenping said frankly: "Senior Daxuan, you should know where Ningcheng is, right?"

Daxuan said expressionlessly: "Of course I know, what?"

Shenping smiled and said: "I just want to know, how is his strength now?"

Daxuan thought for a while and said: "I guess it won't be a big problem to deal with you easily. I'm not a Turtle Lord, so I look down on you. You are no longer Ning Cheng's opponent, and even the God Lord will probably be stepped on by Ning Cheng in time.

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"Really?" Shenping was a little excited, but the emotion shown in his expression was not fear, but excitement and confidence!

Is this guy crazy?

Why do you look so excited after hearing that Ning Cheng's strength has become stronger?

"That's very good." Shenping smiled contentedly and said, "Senior Daxuan, if you meet Ning Cheng in the future, please help me tell him."

Shenpei thought for a while and continued: "I will continue to get stronger. Even if he reaches the top one day, I will definitely catch up behind him."

Shenping looked at Daxuan.

Daxuan couldn't see any cowardice in Shenping's eyes, and he was even extremely confident.

Daxuan stopped sarcastic and did not answer.

He knew that Ning Cheng already knew everything in his body at this time.

Ning Cheng woke up from training and heard Shenping's words.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but have a little smile.

With Shen Ping by his side, Ning Cheng will never forget his cultivation, let alone slack off.

To transcend the gods is for the human race and the three realms.

The victory over Shenping was for Ning Cheng's own martial arts.

"Shenping, I remember it." Ning Cheng murmured to himself.

After Shenping finished speaking, he regained his smile and returned to the temple of the gods alone. Seeing Shenping approaching, the Giant Spirit Master thought for a while and said, "What kind of magic power does that person named Ning Cheng have?"

"Magic power?" Shenping thought for a while and said with a smile: "Senior Juling, Ning Cheng is like a mirror. Only by looking at him can I find my shortcomings!"

The Giant Spirit Lord suddenly remembered that year, the era of the Nine Lords.

Everyone has this idea. If someone's strength suddenly becomes stronger, all the remaining Supremes will practice crazily and try to catch up with their progress.

The most serious among them are Shen Zun and Ning Zun.

Both friends and rivals.

This feeling is really good.

Giant Spirit Lord took a deep breath and said, "I would also like to meet him if I have the chance."

The Giant Spirit Lord is simply curious. He knows that this era no longer belongs to the Nine Lords.

Shenping smiled, said nothing, sat down cross-legged and began to practice.

The battle in the royal court gradually ended.

The original angels and demons have been completely wiped out by the supreme power. This is an extremely exciting battle.

The black mist filling the sky now is the remains of the familiar.

A ray of light penetrated the darkness and shone on the land of the Royal Court. Gradually, the dark fog was replaced by light, and the Royal Court once again returned to its former peace.

The black mist gradually dissipated, and the familiar's aura disappeared.

Many of the most powerful men breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

"It seems that even if the seal of the main hall is broken, as long as we are all here, there shouldn't be too many accidents." A supreme powerhouse said.

"Yes, even if the devil's methods are despicable, as long as we understand our true intentions, we will not be manipulated."

The Giant Spirit Lord listened to everyone's words and said: "Everyone, please don't be overconfident."

The giant spirit master's words attracted everyone's attention.

He put down the giant hammer, sat cross-legged and continued: "Back then, we defeated the familiars countless times. We even thought that as long as the strength of the Nine Lords, the familiars would never be able to harm the wilderness. This was indeed the case at the beginning. The Nine Lords

He is very powerful and can make his opponent a demon."

"In fact, Shen Zun and Ning Zun went deep into the demon land, hoping to completely eliminate the demon disaster."

"However, the two of them failed in the end."

As if the Giant Spirit Lord didn't want to recall those years, he took a deep breath and said: "We can win countless times, but we must not fail once!"

The familiar can be strangled countless times, but they only need one possession to succeed.

So, never slack off.

The supreme experts heard the words of the Giant Spirit Lord and did not refute.

Put away your smile and continue practicing.

Just when the battle in the royal court came to an end.

outside world.

The wilderness is the territory of the Xiaoyao clan.

Above the pavilion and attic.

Zhuge Changqing was alone, wearing a white robe and linen clothes. He rarely saw the wine bottle in his hands, holding a black feather fan.

His eyes were deep, looking at the rolling dark clouds in the distant sky. The feather fan in his hand no longer looked slovenly like before.

In the attic, the door opened, and Zhuge Changtian walked in wearing white clothes with red eyes.

"Young Master, according to your arrangement, all members of the Xiaoyao clan have been recalled."

The news of Xiaoyaozi's death has already spread throughout the Xiaoyao clan.

Since ancient times, the Xiaoyao clan has had a tradition that every clan leader must transfer his own essence and blood into the statue of the Zhen clan. If he encounters such a disaster or dies, the sculpture will collapse.

Yes, within the entire Xiaoyao clan, heaven and earth cry together, and all living things mourn.

"good."

Zhuge Changqing did not turn around, but said: "Let the clansmen suspend all deductions, light long candles, and bid farewell to our ancestors."

Zhuge Changtian clasped his fists in agreement and then left the room.

Not long after.

In the sky above the Xiaoyao clan, the wish power transformed from candlelight was mixed with an invisible energy, and the entire clan could hear a sad cry and wailing.

Zhuge Changqing closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"God's calculations are divine, and Tao follows nature. Old man, you left suddenly and didn't get to see the Xiaoyao clan reach its peak. But it's okay. I respect your choice and hope that one day, you and I will meet each other."

"Why"

A long sigh, the complexity is beyond words.
Chapter completed!