Chapter 70: Two parties' thoughts

I'll delay for two days, and I apologize to everyone. Mingqiu will make up for it in the evening.

...The Martial God Leader, a tragic atmosphere filled the air.

In the past few days, the guardian formation of the Martial God Leader has been shrinking again and again, and now it can only guard thousands of miles within the spiritual pool. The combatants have dropped sharply every day, and countless serious and minor injuries have been injured. Now it can only guard the formation.

The destruction of the Martial God is about to be destroyed!

"If there is no strong support or other solutions, then... the Martial God will be finished."

Whether it was the remaining senior leaders of the Martial God's Leadership or the disciples who were killed and injured below, they all predicted this result. It is unimaginable that the Martial God, who had been passed down for thousands of years, understood such destruction.

It is unimaginable that in just over a month, the Martial God Lord, the peak powerhouse of the mainland, will still be in charge. The Martial God Lord will still have such an ending.

Stay trapped and wait for death.

There is a hall in the middle of the high mountain, a temporary conference room led by the God of Wu, and a solemn and confused atmosphere spreads. The top leaders are silent.

"We are not without hope." In the first place, the Martial God Lord Fan Jin looked over thirty years old, with a fair face and elegant temperament. However, his eyes were able to see everything. All the people in the hall who touched him felt transparent, as if there was no secret at all.

A faint gaze swept across the decadent high-level officials in the hall and fell on one person: "Saint Lord Qingye, do you still remember who saved you that day?"

The high-level officials looked at each other, wondering what the lord meant to ask about this.

"Report to the lord, Qingye has never seen this senior before. He has discussed with several colleagues and secretly guessed that it might be a senior who lives in seclusion in the southwest of me." This person was the Saint of Qingye who was rescued by Lin Zong when he helped Tianchi. These days, the top and the other leaders of the Wushen Leader knew about this.

"Could the Lord know this powerful man of great power?" Everyone guessed.

"Know? Not only do I know you, you have heard of this person a long time ago." Fan Jin said lightly. He swept over the puzzled senior executives and looked at Huangfu Shengjun beside him. "Brother Huangfu, come and tell everyone."

"Okay, I'll remind you."

Huangfu Shengjun took a sip of tea and smiled faintly. Everyone dared not urge him. Although Huangfu Shengjun had the word "Saint Lord", he was really a powerful person with great supernatural powers. Even if they were saints and emperor-level masters, they would not dare to make rashes in front of this "Saint Lord".

"Do you remember that Jinghai Lake was opened two years ago, and when did my Wushen Corps select genius disciples?"

"This, everyone will remember." The senior officials did not understand what the selection of disciples had to do with this senior. A saint king smiled and said, "The last time I selected a genius disciple, I was summoned by our martial god. The martial arts god has a high qualification and hidden innate ways. I have reached the level of great perfection in holy weapons in just two years. My supernatural powers are close to the peak power of the emperor level. With time, I will definitely not be weaker than us, and my future achievements will be limitless."

Huangfu Shengjun said lightly: "So Shengjun Yan remembers the genius who fought alone with Wu Xiuhe to fight Zang Tianya?"

"Uh, this. It is said that this person was as good as Wu Xiuhe back then. He could confront Zang Tianya for several rounds less than the Immortal Martial level cultivation level. The geniuses trained by our Wushen leader are nothing more than that. Unfortunately, they eventually died." Yan Yan Shengjun sighed.

"Yes, if this person had joined the Wushen Corps together, then maybe he would not have achieved less than Wu Xiuhe's achievements at this moment."

Many people sighed.

"Hahaha. You probably don't know that the achievements of Lin Zong are not only not lower than you expected, but are also far higher, so higher than you can't imagine!" Huangfu Shengjun laughed coldly.

"Far higher than our imagination?...Uh, Huangfu Shengjun. What do you mean? Could it be that Lin Zong is not dead?" Yan Yan Shengjun screamed strangely. The crowd looked at each other.

This is too ridiculous, it is too unbelievable! How could the person who self-destructed back then not die?

Huangfu Shengjun looked at everyone: "But do you still remember that Lin Zong, a master of medicine who was famous in the mainland several months ago?"

"Ah? Huangfu Shengjun wouldn't say that the master of medicine, Lin Zong, who once fought with Prince Field, was the genius Lin Zong, right? This is simply impossible!"

"There is nothing impossible!" The Martial God Lord Fan Jin looked at a group of screaming people indifferently and looked at Qingye Shengjun: "That returned master of magical powers, the young man who saved you is Lin Zong, the once fallen genius Lin Zong."

"Don't doubt it. We have received the exact news a few days ago. Lin Zong has returned to his hometown, a place called Feng'anguo in the southwest. He has established the Nether Gate there."

"This... this is incredible. How did he practice? I heard from the Holy Lord Qingye that the powerful man killed the Holy Lord Huoyun with one move. Only the lord's body can match the strength of his strength!" After taking a breath, the hall was silent.

Fighting against Prince Field, killing a powerful Saint King-level man with one move, they can't imagine such a record. This is too fierce. How did Lin Zong do it?

"I have sent someone to the Nether Gate to discuss the matter of dealing with Prince Field together."

Seeing everyone showing some expectations, Fan Jin finally said.

Hearing this, everyone was stunned and then showed a little joyful look. They immediately disappeared from the silence of the past, and they all proposed how to unite with Lin Zong, how to resist Prince Field, and finally left with satisfaction.

When everyone retreated, Fan Jin and Huangfu Shengjun looked at each other and both breathed a sigh of relief. Huangfu Shengjun sighed: "Brother Fan, the last trump card that stabilizes people's hearts has been thrown out."

"Yes. I confronted Prince Field these days, and I always have to boost the morale of these people, otherwise I won't be able to hold on."

"And this time is the critical moment for the life and death of the Martial God Leader. In a few days, Field must know that the spirit array will absorb the spirit, so he has been waiting. When I cannot use auxiliary combat, I will definitely attack the Martial God Leader in one fell swoop. At that time, the Martial God Leader Wei Yi. Perhaps the people below are very angry and still have a little hope. They have no choice but to throw out this last morale-boosting trump card."

Fan Jin smiled mockingly. "Southwest? How can it be so easy to go? Will Field let our people go?"

"But speaking of this, Lin Zong is really beyond my expectations. In just a few years, he has grown to such an extent. If it weren't for the irresistible non-human existence of Prince Field, Lin Zong might be the next wave."

"Oh. Yes." Huangfu Shengjun sighed: "It's a pity that Prince Field does not allow him to exist. The Lord of the Demon Formation has reached the sky in just two months. Looking down on all the powerful masters of great supernatural powers is no longer what we imagine.

At the beginning, Brother Fan's clone, the best among the great supernatural powers, was easily killed by him. His body already had the magical powers that were comparable to those of "Yanyuan Old Man" and others, and he was easily defeated. If Brother Fan had not refined the key to heaven, opened the spiritual vein formation, and expendable the origin of the spiritual vein lifeline to resist, I am afraid the Martial God Leader would have been occupied long ago."

Fan Jin smiled bitterly: "It would only be blocked for a while if I lose the origin of the spiritual vein. Prince Field also knows the origin of the spiritual vein. He can't know that the spiritual vein will automatically replenish the origin after a few days. At that time, I cannot use the spiritual formation, so I can only surrender."

Taking a deep breath, he said, "When that day comes, no matter whether you can stop Field or not, Brother Huangfu will take the opportunity to escape. I already understand that the defeat of the God of War is inevitable, so Brother Huangfu should not fall into it."

"Brother Fan..." Huangfu Shengjun frowned.

"Haha. Brother Huangfu needs to say that there is still a turning point. The trend of the northwest has long been included in Field. The Phoenix Clan, the Dragon Clan, and you and I are just struggling.

Even if there is a variable in Lin Zong, it will be useless. Field would definitely not be too worried. The Lord of the Demon Formation is no longer Prince Field of that day.

Besides, we already know that Field has taken action against the southwest. The southwest Lin Sect is afraid that it has been trapped in the underworld. Brother Huangfu, who is weak in the southwest, also knows... This is time and fate. The northwest is destined to have such a disaster."

Whether it was sighing for Lin Zong or for himself, Fan Jin shook his head and walked out with a sigh.

"Time is the same as fate..." Huangfu Shengjun opened his mouth and finally looked gloomy. He knew that what Fan Jin was saying was the fact.

...

Outside the Martial God's Leader, a grand hall was built out of thin air on a majestic peak thousands of miles away. Inside the hall, Prince Field, dressed in plain clothes, listened to the report from the people.

Then he asked the man to leave, and the pair of brown eyes were unfathomable. He looked at the golden phantom beside him.

"Saint II. What do you think?"

"Gaga, Prince, the situation in the northwest is under control. Not to mention that there is one Lin Zong, it doesn't matter if there are more than a few more."

"It's okay." There was no slight fluctuation in the plain brown eyes.

"Of course it's okay. Did the prince think that Lin Zong's methods could threaten you?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Field's mouth. "He is the first to force me into such a mess. I look forward to fighting him for the second time."

"Gaga, so the prince only sent a great magical envoy to entangle him first. When the prince gets the key from heaven, he will find him to strengthen your power in person. Gaga, that boy is really pitiful. He ran around and ran to your land."

“He is very good at running.”

A glimmer of light flashed in his brown eyes. "The location of the southwest is too critical."

"Gaga, do you need to worry about the prince?" The golden phantom smiled. "The gods who set up the Phoenix Forest Confinement Array would not have thought that the Dragon and Phoenix clans would not have thought that their confinement array would allow your magic array to merge into a time killing array, a wonderful fusion and shocking effect. Now I think I'm going to watch a silence for the Dragon and Phoenix clans."

"As for breaking the formation, gaga. In the past, the powerful powerful people with the array eye altar with the array breaking the formation can still try it, but with the prince's magic array integrated into it, anyone who goes in will be dead."

Prince Field nodded slowly: "Fortunately, Lin Zong is coming a few days later. Otherwise, once he contacted the Dragon and Phoenix tribes, it would be difficult to deal with."

"Gaga, I really hope that Lin Zong will ask the Dragon and Phoenix tribes for help, and then break into the Demon Spirit Array you arranged. At that time, I really want to see Lin Zong's wonderful face, ghagaga."

"The Southwest doesn't need to pay attention to it for the time being."

Prince Field took a leisurely sip of tea: "Although Fan Jin's physical strength is good, it is still too far from stopping me. At most, it is only close to the strength of the "Xianyuan Old Man" and the "Bai Ming Two Elders".

If he hadn't refined the key from heaven and could use the spiritual array derived from the spiritual veins to block the attack, the Martial God Leader would have been gone long ago. But this time, he could only use his own body to block me."

"Gaga, congratulations to the prince for obtaining the third key from heaven and a rare dragon key spiritual vein!" Jin Yingjie laughed. "The Dragon Key Emperor Vein of the North Night Empire, the Dragon Key Spirit Vein of the Lingjiu Pavilion, and the Dragon Key Spirit Vein of the Martial God, the six spiritual veins of the continent have already won the third one."

"Haha." Prince Field couldn't help but smile in his eyes. But it was not only the spiritual vein that was simple, but with the third key from heaven, you can get it by opening the seventh key from heaven that was suppressed.

There are four keys from heaven, and the fruit of the robbery is already in the bag.
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