Anyone who is wet from the rain will actually improve his cultivation!

Those with weak strength will be upgraded to level three or four!

Those with strong strength, improve one or two levels!

Those with super strength, such as the semi-holy spirit holy, need too much energy to break the realm, so the increased energy cannot meet the need for breakthrough.

This day is destined to be an extraordinary day for the Purple Lord Holy Land!

When it is...

The rain falls in the universe, the army carnival, the people are amazed, and all things are reborn!

In the wild land, mountains are raising, rivers are growing, dense forests cover the sky and sun, and the space is wet and full of vitality!

The spiritual energy is selected in this space for revival vision!

This is the appearance of the primitive rainforest!

The vast movements also alarmed the powerful people in the northern border!

South of the border.

An old man in yellow robe reached the top, looking up with his head held high.

He looked shocked:

"A great aura came from the Purple Lord Holy Land!

"The spiritual clouds are stacked, the heavy rain is strange, it must be strange!

"I want to find out the truth!"

After saying that.

He flew down the mountain and rushed to the Zijun Holy Land.

South of the border.

In front of the deep lake.

The woman in Yilian's clothes raised her demonic eyes slightly, and she also discovered the changes in the world.

“What a big deal!

"Is it possible that the Holy Lord Zijun has a great opportunity?

"I should go and celebrate!"

After saying that.

She swung her snake's waist and rushed to the Zijun Holy Land.

...

At the same time.

The strong men from all directions of the northern border rushed to the front!

The storm is coming.

...

In the cold bird plain, the spiritual rain stops!

Most of the people's strength has increased!

Especially the holy army was excited and provoked and admired on the spot!

They knelt down to Lu Fengyun.

They are willing to become affiliates of the Wushuang Sect.

Lu Qing'ai was shocked: "So this is what the sect leader can do?!"

In the mountains and seas, who can revive the earth's veins?

Only Wushuang Sect Master!

He suddenly felt scared.

Xu Yuan wanted to poach other people's veins, but he was really looking for death!

Fortunately, he is smart and has the right choice, otherwise he will be easily killed like the Saint Lord of Purple Lord!

Of course, the biggest reason is that he is possessed by talent!

The formation master is needed by Wushuang Sect.

From this we can see that talent is the eternal life-saving talisman...

As long as a person has talent, he will never starve to death.

This is absolutely the truth.

Murong Jingmeng gently waved the white fan, and there was also deep surprise in her wonderful eyes.

She knew that her sect leader was very strong.

But now that I have witnessed it, I realize that he is so powerful that he is far beyond his own cognition!

This is...

Is the strongest person in the Nine Realms?...

Murong Jingmeng secretly looked at Lu Fengyun, with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

Lu Fengyun stood in the air.

He looked down at the dark holy army and thought to himself.

Although the Purple Lord Holy Land was rare in the past, it still had a strong foundation. Although Xu Yuan's army could not compare to all the Spirit Kings, and the Cangyun Army, which had been murderous for thousands of years.

However, it can still be called the strongest army in the north.

Therefore.

Including them under his command is also a great help.

Moreover, with the power of the Zijun Holy Land, if Wushuang Sect incorporates it, its status will inevitably be further improved.

As for the loyalty of the Holy Army...

For the absolute strong, this is not a problem at all!

If you are not loyal enough, you will spend resources to upgrade! Make you stronger! Make you respect you!

If it doesn't work...

We can only use violent means to destroy it!

Anyway, the Wushuang Sect has no holy army, so it will not hinder its strength.

The battle of the Cold Bird Plain will surely be known to the entire holy land soon.

There are still hundreds of thousands of troops stationed in their respective places.

However, this is not a problem.

The dragons have no leader, and their resistance is useless.

Lu Fengyun looked down at the earth.

He said: "If you build a branch sect here, what do you think?"

The Purple Lord Holy Land is not like the former Honglian Villa or Yin-Yang Palace.

This is a vast land of three vast sea empires. In order to have more centralized jurisdiction, it is necessary to build a branch.

Murong Jingmeng nodded: "This place is vast and the people are scattered. Xu Yuan is dead and there are no leaders in the group of dragons. If the Wushuang Sect is not established, it will be difficult to manage it."

Lu Qing'ai said: "Aren't these holy troops just ready-made labor? Hundreds of thousands of troops can be built in less than three days."

The frost girl smiled rarely and said, "For the sect leader, it's just a waving hand."

Lu Qing'ai was shocked: "What?"

He thought he had heard it wrong.

Although he knew that the sect leader was very strong and could revive the earth's veins, this was a completely different area from building a house...

Lu Fengyun smiled and nodded at the Shuang Girl.

The latter has been with him for a long time and has seen the scenes of various buildings in the Wushuang Sect appearing in the sky.

Therefore.

She is no longer surprised.

Lu Qing'ai and Murong Jingmeng were both a little curious.

They stared at Lu Fengyun in unison, trying to see how a house was created out of nothing.

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To be continued...