Chapter 83: The arrival of the sage, the city is full of wind and rain
Chapter 83: The arrival of the sage, the city is full of wind and rain
Without the great power of Dao Fusion Realm of the pig demon patriarch, there is no existence in the entire pig demon world that can hinder the battle situation.
The strongest in the pig demon world are just two dao-seeing realms, and the rest are all inquiring realms, and Dagan's dao-realm can fully cope with it.
Especially Xuanwu.
The skin is rough and the meat is very thick.
Li Yun doubted whether a trash-melting Dao realm like the Pig Demon Patriarch could break through his defense.
Although the ancestor of the pig demon has advanced to the fusion state, he still belongs to the fusion state in the greenhouse. He has been invincible in this world for too long.
If he lived in the Eastern Wasteland, even if Li Yun could defeat him, it would definitely not be so easy, at least he would have to make another move.
Li Yun did not participate in the rest of the matter, but just watched with cold eyes from beginning to end.
He didn't leave either, because he was still preventing special situations that might happen.
Li Yun looked up.
Yes, what he was preventing was the way of heaven in this world.
Although this world is a small world, the power of heaven at least has the strength of the holy realm.
Dagan's large-scale attack obviously destroyed the ecological balance of this world.
If the Heavenly Dao sends down the Heavenly Punishment, Daqian will suffer heavy losses.
However, the possibility of Tiandao making a move is not very high.
Because although there are many people dispatched by Daqian, they are much, much less than this world.
There is no strong person beyond the limit of this world.
Even in terms of cultivation alone, it is still weaker.
Dagan didn't come here to destroy the world. Although the pig demon is a part of this world, so are the human races, and so are the half-orcs, every plant and every tree.
After the masters leave, this world will flourish again sooner or later.
At that time, the human race that will rule this world will be orcs or other races, which will not be within the scope of Li Yun's thinking.
If this world is not far from the four poles, he doesn't mind taking it over.
However, there is a high probability that the two worlds are not in the same star field at all, and the secret realm connecting the two will collapse sooner or later.
It is impossible for Dagan to rule the world across such a distance.
That would only weaken one's combat effectiveness in vain.
......
When attacking the pig demon world in a big way.
Qingzhou Dafeng City.
The blacksmith shop in the west of the city has welcomed a special and distinguished guest.
Under the white snow, a middle-aged man in Confucian robes stepped into the blacksmith's shop against the wind and snow.
The young man who was blacksmithing in the shop saw someone coming, and immediately greeted him.
"What would the customer want? We have all kinds of weapons in this shop, and the prices are fair, and there is no deception!" The young man said enthusiastically.
In fact, his blacksmith shop business is not very good.
Because he was born with clogged meridians and no cultivation base, he forged ordinary weapons.
Generally, those who have just practiced martial arts will come to buy one or two weapons.
Or some people who are good at swords, but have no talent for swordsmanship, buy a better-looking sword for decoration.
"Little brother, you are busy with your work, let me take a look at it!" The middle-aged man looked kindly, and started to stroll around on his own.
Ye Guan touched his head, turned around and continued to hit his unformed iron sword.
The sledgehammer rattled.
Clang.. Clang.. Clang..
The clear sound of impact echoed in the blacksmith shop.
After a long time, Ye Guan seemed to feel that someone was watching him. Ye Guan raised his head, and the middle-aged man in Confucian clothing stood beside him at some point.
His sight fluctuated with the ups and downs of his sledgehammer.
Ye Guan shrank his neck.
Why is this person so strange?
"Little brother, can you sell this sword?"
The middle-aged man in Ruyi suddenly spoke.
"Huh?" Ye Guan scratched his head.
"Guest, my sword has not yet..."
Before he finished speaking, a blue figure walked into the shop.
"Zhaozhou Mu has a lot of things to do every day, how can he have the leisure to come to this little blacksmith's shop today?"
Nameless said very calmly.
"Zhao...Zhao Zhoumu?" Ye Guan opened his mouth wide.
It never occurred to him that this kind-looking middle-aged man was actually the well-known Zhao Qingzhou in Qingzhou.
The lord of a state is the one who really stands at the top of the pyramid.
People like this, usually he can't even see them from a distance.
Today I was able to talk to him face to face.
This must be smoke from the ancestral grave!
Zhao Qingzhou chuckled.
"It's not as good as Mister Wuming. After Tianjiao Association, he lived in such an environment for a long time. After all, it's Benzhou Mu who neglected him!"
Ye Guan was shocked.
nameless?
Is this the Wuming who took the Mancheng Sword that day from the Tianjiao Society?
I heard that other people's swords have been returned, but the sword in my blacksmith shop is missing.
He thought it was the nameless old man who made a mistake in the quantity!
"Ye Guan, go to the south of the city and buy two pieces of tofu from Xi Shi's house, then go to the north of the city to buy a big fish head from Qiubo Lake, and make fish head tofu at noon!"
Nameless said to Ye Guan.
"Oh!" Ye Guan responded, and ran out directly.
"The heart of a child is suitable for learning swords, but it's a pity that I don't have the qualifications to practice!"
After Ye Guan left, Zhao Qingzhou shook his head and sighed.
"A born swordsman, with the talent of a mortal, can also slay gods!" Wuming's tone was still very calm.
Then he changed the subject.
"Why, it took Zhaozhou Mu such a long time to find Wuming, it seems that he is sure to win Wuming?"
Zhao Qingzhou smiled wryly, and then bowed to Wuming.
"Mr. Wuming has contributed to the good fortune. Benzhou Mu is ashamed to be inferior, but the origin of Daqian is unknown. In my Shenfeng territory, I must investigate. Please tell me clearly, what is the purpose of Dagan's birth this time?"
If it's just an ordinary sect force, it doesn't really matter to Shenfeng.
Even if there is a sage in charge, it is just like the other six major sects, occupying a state or only managing one-third of an acre of land.
But Dagan Nima sounds like a dynasty.
Is this okay?
There are a total of two dynasties in Donghuang, and the north and south are divided.
If you add a dynasty with a saint in charge, you will have something to play with.
No matter which dynasty, the first priority is to expand the territory.
Which emperor doesn't want to be the master of heaven and earth, but me alone?
Even Shenfeng and Changning never extinguished this idea.
It's just that neither side has enough confidence to win the other side!
"Wu Ming is just an insignificant person in Da Qian. If he doesn't participate in the strategy of Da Qian, Zhou Mu is asking the wrong person!" Wu Ming shook his head and said.
Zhao Qingzhou's heart sank slightly.
It seems that you still have to speak with your fists!
Three powerful auras burst out quietly, locking the small blacksmith shop.
Demon Killing Guard, Master of Guards, Ying Wu, in the middle stage of Dao Rong.
Demon Killing Guard, Chief Instructor, Wang Teng, at the early stage of Dao Rong.
Zhou Mufu, Zhou Mu, Zhao Qingzhou, the early days of Rong Dao.
Nameless sighed, still shaking his head.
"Not enough, the three of you are pretty good, but at most you can remain undefeated against Bei Xuanzun, and you can't take my sword, so let's invite that senior to come out!"
Nameless turned his gaze to the north.
There was a terrifying aura there, and the heavens and the earth seemed unable to bear its weight. Under that aura, creatures crawled like the might of the sky.
Suddenly, a strong wind hit, the snow melted, and the drizzle fell.
A woman with long hair stepped out of the wind and rain and came walking.
When the saint arrives, the city is full of wind and rain.
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