"Although Tiangong was destroyed back then, its counterattack also caused heavy losses to these treacherous villains. And after the incident was over, they began to rush to find the Tiangong inheritance, so they couldn't take care of us."
Speaking of this, Luo Jinghong had a look of disdain on his face.
"And there were many sects that responded to Tiangong's call at that time, and it was impossible to wipe out all of them. However, in the process of smearing Tiangong later, many sects were unwilling to join in the same trend. Under the deliberate suppression of the two holy places, they gradually declined and withdrew from the top sects. Door procession.”
"On the battlefield where these seniors shed their last drop of blood, let Tiangong recover some interest for them first."
Everyone has never seen Chu Mingsheng with such great murderous intent.
Almost at the same time, Taixuan Sect, White Wolf Sect, Wutong Sect and other righteous alliance forces also found the third elder of Wuliang Holy Land and expressed to him the idea of jointly putting pressure on Tiangong.
When I was dozing off, someone brought me a pillow. Isn't it a coincidence?
It was naturally impossible for the Holy Land to give up such a good opportunity.
"Tiangong actually has such a magical formation. For the sake of the overall situation and the development of martial arts in Shanhai Continent, Tiangong should share it. The Holy Land firmly supports everyone's demands."
After the elders of the major sects looked at each other, they couldn't help but express that this was indeed the case.
"What should we do next to get them to hand over the formation? Tiangong is not that easy to talk to."
"With so many sects united, no matter how unruly Tiangong is, they will inevitably have to compromise."
"That's right, if you don't know what's going on, you'll kill him first."
With the support of the Holy Land and so many like-minded "comrades", many sect elders spoke much more forcefully.
"It's just that the ancient battlefield is surrounded by mist all day long, and the spiritual consciousness cannot detect it from a distance. How to find the Heavenly Palace is the biggest problem."
"They don't seem to be separated, but act as a group. The target is big and should be easy to find."
"Master, I have an idea. Is it possible?"
"tell me the story."
Zhang Cuishan saw so many sects gathered together and wanted to deal with Tiangong, so he naturally wanted to come up with a "clever plan".
"We will use this place as our base camp. The Martial God elders from all major sects will be stationed here. The Martial Saint elders and their disciples will be responsible for searching for traces of Tiangong. As long as their location can be determined, they will report back and the elders will take action at that time."
"But without the protection of Elder Martial God, what will you do if you encounter the Heavenly Palace or the evil alliance? How will you resist the monsters?"
Some sect elders also raised objections to Zhang Cuishan's plan.
"So we all divided into small teams to reduce the risk of ourselves being exposed. As for the monsters, as long as we don't go too far, we won't encounter monsters at the level of the God of War, so self-protection shouldn't be a big problem."
Although what Zhang Cuishan said made sense, the elders were still hesitant.
"The main purpose of our entering the ancient battlefield is to find opportunities. We can't just tie everyone together and do nothing for the sake of Tiangong."
"Also, if everyone really chooses to gather together, our team will be much larger than Tiangong. With our posture, there is no guarantee that Tiangong will not receive the news, and it will be even harder to find their traces."
Zhang Cuishan's words completely moved the Martial God elders.
Entering the ancient battlefield is to rush for opportunities. If everyone gets together, let alone looking for opportunities, even if an opportunity falls from the sky, then who will this "pie" belong to?
"Senior brother, what do you think of Zhang Cuishan's plan?"
Yesterday, Lingyue and Wu Yufei met again. As outstanding disciples, they were also brought here by their respective teachers to increase their knowledge.
After Wu Yufei lowered his head and thought for a while, he said, "It's quite satisfactory, but it is the best method at present. The main reason is that the environment of the ancient battlefield is too special."
Lingyue also deeply agreed with Wu Yufei's answer.
After discussion, the elders decided to implement Zhang Cuishan's plan and began to divide their respective sects into groups.
"Master, can you put me, Junior Brother Yin and others into a group?"
"No problem, don't you know? The seven of you are the candidates appointed by the Holy Lord to enter the ancient battlefield."
Zhang Cuishan really doesn't know the origin of this.
"The Holy Lord said that you have amazing luck, and you are likely to have another adventure."
"The Holy Master thinks too highly of us. It is extremely difficult to have such an opportunity as Wu Shengguo in our life. I don't dare to have extravagant hopes anymore."
The third elder looked at the disciples in front of him with joy. He was not greedy or jealous of other people's achievements. This was probably why the disciples in the Holy Land were willing to get close to him.
"Anyway, if you are a group of seven, you are all at the same level, and it will be more convenient to perform tasks."
Zhang Cuishan didn't expect such an unexpected surprise. He was originally thinking about how to get rid of the other disciples and return to the young master, but now he doesn't have to worry at all.
Soon, teams led by martial sage elders from various sects radiated to the Western Zhou Dynasty. Each team had hundreds or dozens of people, and officially launched the search for the Tiangong.
Chu Ming was also on his way to meet up with Wen Shuyue. Luo Jinghong had already agreed on a location with her when they entered the ancient battlefield.
But while waiting for the Heavenly Palace, Wen Shuyue suffered the biggest crisis since entering the ancient battlefield.
Since entering the ruins, the Holy Son of the Black Clothes Sect has been searching for the whereabouts of Wen Shuyue.
This is one of the few opportunities he has. He doesn't know when he will be able to enter the territory of the Righteous Alliance openly next time.
In fact, Xu Zhiwen had never met Wen Shuyue, but the latter's title as the most beautiful woman in Shanhai Continent made him yearn for her.
Under his distorted psychology and cognition, the most beautiful woman can only belong to him. If it is obtained by other men, it will be an insult and blasphemy to him.
So when he knew that Wen Shuyue was in the valley ahead, he couldn't wait and rushed over with a large group of people.
By the time everyone in Guanghan Palace found out, it was too late to escape, and they were trapped in the valley.
Because he had to join the Tiangong team, Wen Shuyue only had two Martial God elders and three Martial Saint elders around him. Compared with the team of thousands of people from the Black Clothes Sect, it seemed a bit "shabby".
"Yue'er, we are really destined."
Although it was only the first time for the two parties to meet, Xu Zhiwen greeted him familiarly, but his address made Wen Shuyue feel a chill from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.
Seeing that the other party did not pay attention to him, Xu Zhiwen was not angry, but continued talking to himself.
"I am the Holy Son of the most powerful force in the world, and you are the most beautiful woman in the Shanhai Continent. You are the only one who can be worthy of me."
Seeing that his face was not red and his heart was not beating when he said such shameless words, even the black-clothed sect present felt a little blushing. Only Xu Zhiwen did not feel embarrassed at all, but became more and more excited.
"Don't worry, I won't treat you like those vulgar fans. Even if one day I get tired of playing with you, I won't give you to those dog-like things. I will keep your skin intact." Peel it off and make it into a puppet that will stay with me forever.”
"I'll be nice to you."
Xu Zhiwen said this calmly, coupled with his perverted tone, which made everyone shudder.
"No one has ever seen your true face, please take off your scarf."
"I won't bother the Holy Son with this. Besides, I have already been betrothed to someone else, and I have already become someone else's wife. Please respect yourself."
Unexpectedly, after hearing what Wen Shuyue said, Xu Zhiwen let out a shrill roar, like a wounded beast.
He looked at Wen Shuyue with bloodshot eyes, and asked sternly, "Who is that wild man? I will cut him into pieces."
Wen Shuyue looked at the lunatic in front of him speechlessly. Xu Zhiwen acted as if he had been "cuckolded".
No wonder it was said that he was a pervert, and it turned out to be true when we saw him today. With such a holy son in the black-clothed sect's booth, it was hard to imagine that he would not decline.
Seeing that the other party had not answered his question for a long time, Xu Zhiwen seemed to have thought of something, and murmured a little sickly, "It can't be the Holy Son of the Boundless Holy Land, right? It's not good for you to hook up with anyone, but you hook up with that pretty boy. I'm going to kill you two." The bodies of the dog and the man were cut into pieces."
Wen Shuyue and the elders of Guanghan Palace looked at him in shock. Although they had long heard that the Holy Son of the Black Clothes Sect had some mental problems, judging from his performance, he must be a fool.
From the beginning to now, he has been talking to himself, just like a clown.
The black-clothed congregants all looked calm. In their opinion, these were normal operations, and everyone had already become numb.
Some people who know the inside story also understand Xu Zhiwen's current state very well.
There are two people he cares about the most. One is Wen Shuyue, the most beautiful woman in Shanhai Continent, who is regarded as a forbidden love by him.
The other one is the Holy Son of the Infinite Holy Land. Because the two were both saints, they were compared in every song. Regardless of talent, talent, age, etc., Xu Zhiwen was easily crushed by the other.
So whenever the Holy Son of the Infinite Holy Land is mentioned, he will go crazy.
Now that they heard that Wen Shuyue and the Holy Son from Wuliang Holy Land were together, Xu Zhiwen did not go berserk on the spot, and the black-clothed believers already felt that the Holy Son's self-control was extraordinary today.
"Holy Son, please respect yourself. This is the master of our Guanghan Palace, the master of the top forces in the Shanhai Continent. You are not someone you can insult arbitrarily. Also, my palace master has nothing to do with the Holy Son of the Infinite Holy Land."
Elder Wang from Guanghan Palace couldn't help scolding Xu Zhiwen.
But the latter obviously did not hear the previous words. He only heard that Wen Shuyue had nothing to do with the Holy Son of Wuliang Holy Land.
"I just said that with Yue'er's eyes, how can I see the little thief in Wuliang Holy Land?"
Just as Xu Zhiwen was mumbling to himself, the elder of Guanghan Palace first sent a message to Wen Shuyue.
"Elder Wang and the others will escort you away in a moment. The two of us are responsible for blocking the black sect. No matter what, the palace master cannot fall into their hands."
