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Chapter 2052 Poseidon Statue

The construction of the Luoye Sect is in full swing.

Everything slowly got on track.

The cultivation of disciples and the establishment of elders.

As Ye Qingcheng and others recovered from their injuries, the breath of the Sky Tower was swelling.

The stability of the fetus in Pei Ningrui's womb has become the most important thing for the Luoye Sect.

The funerals of many fallen leaf disciples such as Zhou Xuanqing and Tianyi were also underway in an orderly manner during a silence.

People cannot be resurrected when they die, and those who are alive should strive for self-improvement.

...

Shaking his head and suppressing his nostalgia for Zhou Xuanqing and others, Ling Zhi left the Luoye Sect.

Before leaving the Star of Reincarnation and heading to the starry sky, he still has a few things to do, otherwise it will be difficult to leave with peace of mind.

For Lingzhi, the current Reincarnation Star has no more secrets.

One step ahead is the ends of the world, all over the world.

The teleportation of ordinary teleportation arrays cannot keep up with Lingzhi's speed.

The little beast Gulu followed Ling Zhi and did not stay in the Luoye Sect.

Let Gulu play around him casually, Ling Zhi stepped from Xuanzhou into the boundless sea, and his powerful soul power spread wildly towards the surroundings.

Soon, Ling Zhi's eyes lit up and his heart felt a little relieved.

When his figure appeared again, he had already arrived at a man in black.

"Xuan Whale." Ling Zhi looked at him and smiled.

It was not until he spoke that Xuan Jing reacted, raised his head to look at him in shock, and he realized for a while, and was about to bow down in a hurry.

"You still remember me." Ling Zhi's eyes were even more smiling. "When the warrior from the third level of the King Realm of Feng Lao was chasing me, you blocked the attack for me, which saved my life. I started the sect in Xuanzhou. Today I passed by the Border Sea. I want to take you back to the sect. Are you willing?"

Although there are only a few hundred people in the Luoye Sect now, there are three and half ancestors of Li Bai, Youyi, and Xia Ning'er, Shu Feiyao, holding the ancestral weapon, the sky tower, Niu Yuanhang of the Starry Sky Body, Ye Qingcheng, Ling Tian and other holy king realms, and Ling Zhi and Guru, two and half ancestors of the ancestors of the world.

Now it is just that the reputation has not yet appeared. When the sect is established and many forces in the Reincarnation Star are invited, it will surely alarm the world.

Xuan Jing is only in the middle stage of artistic conception. Ling Zhi's invitation naturally values ​​kindness and affection.

Xuan Whale couldn't see through Ling Zhi's cultivation at all, and it was not stupid either. It knew very well what kind of opportunity this was. After hesitating for a moment, it plucked up its courage and said, "Can you have time to return and take care of my tribe?"

The Xuan Whale is a wild beast in the physical realm. This Xuan Whale is a bit different, and it needs to be taken care of by Lingzhi Lingdan, so it breaks into the artistic conception.

With it and without it, the position of the Xuan Whale tribe in the boundless sea is completely different.

Ling Zhi glanced at it, and just when Xuan Jing was worried, he smiled and popped up several bottles of spiritual pills and threw them into Xuan Jing's hands. "Don't think too much. If you want to return in the future, you should take them all over, and it will be your wish."

"Take my spiritual pill back to Luoye Sect. When they see my spiritual pill, they will naturally believe you."

As he said that, Ling Zhi walked away and headed straight to another place in the perception of soul power.

What he was going to see was Ao Gui.

Ao Gui helped him a lot back then, and also pointed out the importance of the real bone of the sea god, and gave him a thousand-year-old Ao Gui shell, which helped him a lot.

Now Ao Gui has slowly cultivated to the peak of artistic conception, only a slight difference from the king realm.

Ling Zhi then pointed and a fairy spirit helped it break into the king's realm and also invited it to the fallen leaf sect.

Immediately afterwards, what he was going to was the Secret Realm of the Tortoise, where Uncle Wang and others were.

These fishermen in this secret realm are of great significance to Ling Zhi.

The secret realm was originally in the hands of Shui Wuhen, and in order to help Ling Zhi seize the foundation for three years, he had already spent most of his power.

This time Ling Zhi didn't come, Uncle Wang, the king's king's trench, also took these fishermen away.

When I stepped here, I saw a huge pot from afar, boiling all kinds of sea fish, and the villagers still drank it generously.

Ling Zhi stood firm and grabbed a pot of fish soup. He ignored the surprised gazes of some newborn children around him and poured them into his stomach.

After a conversation, these fishermen were taken by Uncle Wang himself to the Luoye Sect.

When he walked out of the secret realm of the Tortoise and looked at this side, Ling Zhi felt a lot of emotion in his heart at the beginning of the vast and boundless sea.

But Gulu was heartless and had a lot of fun playing, not like a powerful man in the semi-ancestral realm at all.

Standing for a moment, Ling Zhi's eyes crossed the sea and looked at somewhere in the sea.

Where, a huge statue rushed out of the sea and headed towards the sky, extremely huge.

It was the statue of the sea god erected in the burial place of the sea god.

Standing in front of the statue of the Sea God, Ling Zhi's soul power contracted from all directions and fell completely on the statue.

All signs showed him that the Sea God could not have died just like that.

Back then, there was water without traces in the Wubian Sea, and the Tree tribe was there, but the sea god was actually known as the co-lord of the Wubian Sea. Even if the Tree tribe does not include the Tree tribe, it would definitely be nodded by the Tree tribe.

This is somewhat inconsistent with the later deeds of the Sea God.

His subordinates turned into demon corpses in the burial place of the sea god. Zhuo Yi and others successfully lived for thousands of years under his arrangement, and their physical functions did not change much.

Ling Zhi still remembers clearly that the complete burial place of the Sea God would sweep all the essence, blood, energy and spirit of the warrior to a certain place in the burial place of the Sea God.

Now looking at the entire body of the statue of the Sea God, you can vaguely detect that these essences and blood should be involved in the heart position of the statue of the Sea God.

Since this is the arrangement, there must be a reason for it.

After carefully scanning the statue of the Sea God, Ling Zhi had a faint answer in his heart. With a look, Gulu immediately ran over happily, waved his claws, and a ray of thunder struck the statue of the Sea God.

Not heavy, just a simple awakening.

The power of thunder spread throughout the sea water instantly through the body of the sea god statue.

But there was no response.

However, when the power of thunder flowed throughout the body of the Sea God statue, Ling Zhi had already obtained the answer he wanted.

The Blood-Crying Sword slowly appeared in his hand. The Blood-Crying Sword is now a half-ancestral weapon. This time it evolved, but it did not change its shape. A blood line on the sword was still extremely clear.

Ling Zhi casually pressed the tip of the sword against the heart of the Sea God statue. The Blood-Crying Sword's desire for essence and blood caused the sword body to tremble instantly and make a buzzing sound.

Ling Zhi's attitude was extremely clear. If the other party was still so silent, he would not mind sending the Blood-Crying Sword into his heart and receiving the essence and blood he had absorbed for a long time.

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