Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

Five years later.

The Clouds Heaven Palace.

Among the main halls, the Lord of the Clouds is talking to the six peaks.

"The frontline war is tight, the equipment is seriously depleted, and the gods ask us to build a number of weapons and armor as soon as possible."

"This will be handed over to us Cang Hefeng." A peak leader said.

Cang Hefeng specializes in six arts, and the things of the refining are all responsible for this peak.

The Lord of the Dead Cloud nodded: "So good, and we get intelligence. The ancient world has recently sent a group of ghosts. In order to prevent them from sneak into our positions, our syllable monks will go to war."

All the people looked at a girl.

The girl sat on the chair with her knees in her hand and a green jade flute in her hand.

She is the master of the wonderful sound, Luo Bingli.

When the new people entered the sect, the female repairer who stood in the foothills and fluttered the devil was her.

Luo Bingli smiled and said: "No problem, give it to me."

The owner of the Clouds Palace asked: "Would you like to bring a few people?"

Luo Bingli said: "With five people, it is almost enough."

The owner of the Waste Cloud Palace shook his head: "The number of monks in the sound method is scarce, so it is rare to train one. You don't want to bring too many people."

Luo Bingli Road: "Then I only take two people."

The Lord of the Clouds nodded,

He looked at a monk on the side and shouted: "Qi Yunfeng, you personally bring a group of people to go with the wonderful son, responsible for protecting their safety."

The monk grinned and said: "Please rest assured that I will bring a group of the strongest swords and swordsmen, and choose some good guns and spears."

The owner of the Desert Cloud Palace asked: "How many people are you going to bring?"

"Two hundred people." Qi Yunfeng main road.

"Well, two hundred people are enough, you must protect them."

"Follow."

The owner of the Waste Cloud Palace stood up and said to the leaders of the summit: "Well, if there is nothing else, today's deliberation will stop here."

Several peaks followed and stood up and looked at each other.

Bishuifeng main road: "The palace owner, there is one more thing."

"Oh? Let's talk." The main road of the Desert Cloud Palace.

"This is the case. The first batch of newcomers has been introductory for five years. We have organized four major comparisons. At the end of this year, we are ready to organize the fifth big ratio." Bishuifeng said.

"Isn't this the annual practice?"

"The main reason is that recent peaks have some bad arguments about the main peak." Bishuifeng main road.

Seven peaks on the river, six of which surround the main peak.

The main peak is the mountain where the Lord of the Clouds is located.

All the important books of Zongmen, the inheritance treasures, and the road to Tongtian are all located on this peak.

"Discussing the main peak?" The owner of the Wild Cloud Palace gradually frowned, and said awkwardly: "You specifically say what is going on."

"In fact, it is not a big deal. It is that everyone thinks that the apprentices of the Sovereign have not participated in any big competition for four consecutive years since they started the entrance, and they have never participated in any activities, so there has been a lot of discussion." Bi Shuifeng said.

Gu Xiafeng added: "Otherwise, the group of kids on our peak always want to compete with the disciples to win or lose and not to say, the palace owner, if you have time, you still have to bring the apprentice out to show up."

The Lord of the Clouds Palace looks a little slow.

It turned out to be this thing.

He asked: "This year's Dabi, Gu Qingshan still did not sign up?"

Bishuifeng said: "This is the case, so those of the same generation of monks are a little embarrassed, and feel that the disciples have always been hiding, never show up."

Gu Xiafeng's main road: "Miyaz, you will let Gu Qingshan come to fight once, lest those little sons not say anything, but my heart has a view on the main peak."

The main road of the Clouds Palace: "I will ask him, but the results, I can not guarantee."

He suddenly laughed and said: "As for those arguments, hey, they are still a group of children, and they will not have any influence on the main peak. You don't have to worry about it."

After that, the Lord of the Clouds Palace waved his sleeves and disappeared from the main hall.

Several peaks face each other.

"Can the palace owner not let the kid out to play one game?" Ling Yingfeng's main strange way.

Gu Xiafeng shook his head: "As I said, the palace owner is too fond of his disciple. In fact, he should come out to contact with his peers and exchange feelings through fighting, so that everyone will recognize the status of the kid."

Several other peaks nodded with the same feeling.

"Do you think it hasn't happened yet?" Miao Yinfeng, the owner of Luo Bingli Road, "I am responsible for monitoring the situation of Zongmen. I have seen Gu Qingshan several times in and out of Canghefeng. At that time, quite a few disciples caught up and wanted to learn from him. , have been rejected."

The peaks are all a glimpse.

Refused!

The contest between disciples will not be rejected unless the gap between them is too great.

Once someone refuses to compete, it will be considered timid.

Besides, this kind of battle is also the moment when the strong is famous.

Continue to think about it, the peaks can not help but frown.

That kid is the first disciple of the sect, and his identity is naturally a disciple of Zongmen.

Regardless of the strength of the character, the kid, as long as he is in this position, represents all the disciples of Zongmen.

Such an identity, even if it is not possible to repair, it is time to come out to follow the palace master, participate in the handling of various affairs, to exercise talents and build fame.

But since the introduction, the kid has basically not seen himself.

It is a well-known appearance of several times, and the kid went directly to the book room of Cang Hefeng for a long time.

According to the records of the classics room, he did indeed borrow a lot of jade articles from the spiritual food and the legal class.

He took the jade of the lord, and no one could stop him.

However, as a disciple who has only entered the ancestral hall, it is not good to practice swordsmanship. It is really okay to do other things.

The palace owner is too indulgent to him.

Ling Yingfeng Shen Shen said: "It seems that we still have to find opportunities to persuade the palace master. After all, his big disciples represent the face of Zongmen, and also represent the attitude of Zongmen to the disciples."

"Correct."

"It should be."

"Next time we will talk to the palace owner again."

Several other peaks agree.

......

The main peak of the desert.

The owner of the Waste Cloud Palace, Xie Guhong, has returned.

He walked on the stone path leading to the top of the mountain.

This will make him feel relaxed.

Every time after the deliberation, he likes to walk for a little while.

Suddenly he stopped and looked up at the sky.

Snowflakes are falling and falling.

It is the end of the year.

However, this is not an easy year.

On the front line, there are more and more ancient monsters, more and more strong, and even the existence of almost impossible to compete.

Even the gods are a little afraid of that monster.

Although this cannot be said publicly, Xie Guhong believes that some of the top monks have already noticed.

That battle was very fierce.

Nearly ten great monks died in a series of battles. The Terran struggled to kill almost by killing people. Eventually, the monster was killed.

Yes, the Terran is getting stronger and stronger.

But the crisis is also expanding silently.

Xie Guhong sighed.

The war on the front line, the urging of the gods, and the affairs of the Zongmen, each need him to concentrate on facing.

He reached out and picked up a snowflake.

When will you die on the front line?

Suddenly, he remembered the matter mentioned by the Lords at the time of today's deliberation.

"Green Mountain..."

Xie Guhong snorted and disappeared from the place.

The depths of the main peak of the desert.

Jian Yuan.

All the swordsmen of the entire Zongmen collection are gathered here.

A young boy sits in a jade pile like a mountain, holding a jade slip in his hand and quietly understanding the mystery.

Gu Qingshan.

He seems to have entered the state of ecstasy.

In the void opposite him, Xie Guhong showed his figure.

Xie Guhong first waited for a while, seeing Gu Qingshan did not have the slightest movement, this helplessly coughed.

Gu Qingshan immediately felt it.

He opened his eyes.

"The teacher is coming." He stood up and hugged his fist.

"Well, how can you practice recently?" Xie Guhong asked.

"Everything is fine." Gu Qingshan said.

Xie Guhong tempted and said: "I have been thinking about the teacher for five years. You have never been to learn from others."

"Yes." Gu Qingshan nodded.

Xie Guhong asked: "Why not fight with others?"

Gu Qingshan was inexplicable and replied: "The predecessors who are too high are not able to beat my current strength."

Xie Guhong said: "It is the same class for the teacher."

Gu Qingshan said: "That's too boring. After all, Heaven did not speak. This proves that I am still the first, so it is a waste of time to play with them."

Xie Guhong is speechless.

This kid has made a vow to the heavens. Once it is not the first sword, it will immediately abolish the cultivation and withdraw from the sect.

He stayed here very well.

Even Tiandao is proving his strength.

Xie Guhong coughed and said: "That... this year's big ratio, do you want to participate?"

Gu Qingshan hesitated: "Master, will my words be too bad for people?"

Xie Guhong brows up.

This kid...

Xie Guhong stood still, but there were seven long swords floating in the air.

Xie Guhong took a sword from behind.

"Come on, let the teacher see, the first sword repair you have as a disciple of this generation, to what extent."

"Okay, please give pointers."

Gu Qingshan also took out a sword.

He didn't do anything, and he rushed up when he was in a flash.

Can get the sword repair beyond the gods personally pointing, Gu Qingshan has long been waiting.

Shooting is killing!

The long sword is divided into two, and then divided into six. The time is turned into thirty-six swords, and the shadows are turned into awns.

Gu Qingshan will combine the high-skilled swordsmanship he has learned in five years with his own secret sword. Together with all his own fighting experience, he will go all out to stab the sword.

Xie Guhong’s eyes lit up.

"It’s only five years..." he murmured.

The long sword is waving.

Dangdang!

He waved the long sword in an understatement and all the swordsmen were shot.

"dead!"

Gu Qingshan suddenly appeared in front of him, and his long sword with his half body disappeared.

This sword is almost invisible!

when!

A loud noise.

Gu Qingshan was shot with a sword.

He volleyed a few heads and stood outside the ten feet.

"okay."

Xie Guhong let go of the sword.

Gu Qingshan had to take the sword.

He still wants to fight.

But the master has already received the sword, and that is not to fight.

Gu Qingshan looked at the seven swords behind Xie Guhong and seriously asked: "Master, have you surpassed the realm of Jianxian?"

Xie Guhong nodded.

Gu Qingshan wondered: "Why can you only have seven swords flying? According to your strength, under the control of the sword, hundreds of swords are not in the air."

Xie Guhong said: "When I was a sword, I was wearing a thousand and fifty-four flying swords, but when I surpassed the realm of the sword fairy, until now, I only used seven flying swords."

"how so?"

"Because when you can completely release the power of Feijian, you must start thinking about how to converge its power."

"Convergence?" Gu Qingshan muttered.

He suddenly remembered that in the world of the seabed remnant, when Ilia talked with him, it seemed to say something similar.

Xie Guhong said: "Yes, it is difficult to close the ratio. When you can converge all the power and turn it into a sword, it is the time for your swordsmanship."

"So Master took seven swords?"

"No, I received a sword, and now I have reached another level of realm, so it is seven swords."

Gu Qingshan listened to the admiration and fascination.

Xie Guhong met his face and smiled. "Oh, your entry has been amazing. You don't have to envy me."

"Yes, Master."

"Continue to practice, go out for the teacher first."

"it is good."

Xie Guhong took the seven swords behind him and slowly walked out.

He walked halfway and seemed to think of something and stopped.

He turned his head and said to Gu Qingshan: "You don't want to go out and fight people within three years. After three years, I will give you a position. You go to Qiyunfeng to teach people to use swords."

"...Follow, Master."

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