I Got Stronger By Using Copper Coins Until I Am Invincible

Yin Zhiping planned to attack Lin Anruo at the behest of the Demon Envoy.

Then when the other party knows that Yin Zhiping has missed again, what terrible things will be done, everyone can guess without thinking about it.

"The pursuit of the Sea Consciousness Realm..."

Chen Ping'an hunched over and felt extremely hopeless just by saying these few words.

The faces of other people also showed different changes.

After thinking about it over and over again, the more I think about it, the more powerless I feel.

Among them, Zhou Wu was the strongest on paper.

With the cultivation base of the sixth rank of God Refining Realm, with the blessing of the city lord's mansion formation, even against the existence of the late stage of God Refining, he has the power to fight.

But with this kind of strength, in front of a great sea-consciousness master, I'm afraid that even a single divine sense of the other party can't stop it.

Besides, it was Xing Feng.

Twenty years ago, Xing Feng, even the Supreme Elder of the Monet Dynasty who knew the sea, was not his enemy.

However, today is different.

Although Xing Feng's injuries have healed, he can slowly regain his strength through practice in the future.

But at this moment, Xing Feng has only just entered the realm of true martial arts.

With his former background, in the case of fighting with all his strength, maybe even Jin Zhan in the later stage of Zhenwu may not be his opponent.

However, in front of a sea-consciousness realm, all of this is meaningless.

Immediately, everyone's eyes fell on Gong Ziliang in unison.

He was fighting with Yin Zhiping and the five god-refining realms earlier.

The overwhelming strength that Gong Ziliang showed with his Xuanwu realm cultivation made them still feel excited when they recalled it now.

However, he then thought of those guys who were barely promoted to the state of refining gods by relying on pills.

There is still such a big realm as the Transcendence Tribulation Realm between him and the Demon Envoy of the Sea Consciousness Realm.

Compared with Gong Ziliang's Xuanwu Realm, it is even worse than the True Martial Realm, the God Refining Realm, and the Crossing Tribulation Realm, which are three whole realms away.

This is simply impossible to use any means to make up the gap!

Immediately, the last trace of fantasy in everyone's minds was shattered.

The eyes that fell on Gong Ziliang's body also quickly became dull and lifeless.

Just when everyone's emotions fell into a trough, Zhou Wu suddenly thought of something, and said to Mo Shaoyun: "Your Highness, the ancestor of the Xu family, his beast-riding fire horse can travel tens of thousands of miles a day."

"If you borrow it, His Highness can rush back to the imperial city within three days!"

The ancestor of the Xu family that Zhou Wu mentioned was the chairman of the Chaicheng Chamber of Commerce.

It is also the only one in Chai City, apart from Zhou Wu, who is a strong man in the state of refining gods.

And hearing the method Zhou Wu came up with, the eyes of everyone in the hall once again gathered light.

Mo Shaoyun realized something, looked at Zhou Wu with a decisive face, who had obviously made some kind of decision, and said in a heavy tone:

"City Lord Zhou, you are planning to borrow the Divine Fire Horse, let the prince leave by himself, and then you hold back that demon envoy, right?"

Seeing Mo Shaoyun's plan, Zhou Wu simply nodded.

Taking a deep breath, he said earnestly: "The collusion between the Pingjiang Dynasty and the Demon Cult does not involve one city, one place, one dynasty and one country."

"It's the overall situation of the dynasty in the southeast region!"

"So, the ministers and others can die, and Chaicheng can also die, but these news must be brought back by someone who can win the trust of the emperor!"

After Zhou Wu finished speaking, he fell to his knees with a "Putong".

"Zhou Qing!"

Mo Shaoyun hurried forward, trying to lift Zhou Wu up.

However, Zhou Wu's body seemed to be rooted on the ground, completely motionless.

The words in the mouth were crying blood: "Chen, Zhou Wu, I implore Your Highness, put the country and the country and hundreds of millions of people of the Monet Dynasty as the most important, and fulfill the ambition of the death festival!"

Mo Shaoyun was terrified and was about to answer when a series of "bang bang bang" sounds came from behind him.

When he came back to his senses, Mo Shaoyun saw that Jin Zhan and the Golden Armored Army were all kneeling on the ground.

"We are willing to work with City Lord Zhou to impeach those who stop the Demon Sect!"

The tragic shout, wrapped in the ambition to die, brought tears to Mo Shaoyun's eyes.

These are all the good sons of his Monet dynasty!

Even Chen Pingan, who has always been bullying and afraid of the tough, patted his raised chest with his legs between his legs, and said freely:

"Brother Shaoyun, we are about the same size, return the clothes to me later."

"It just so happens that my little brother, I am tired of being a Baylor. It is not a loss to be a prince before I die."

Hearing Chen Ping's words, the tears in Mo Shaoyun's eyes could no longer be controlled, and they rushed out.

Wiping away his tears fiercely, he endured the raging anger that was about to explode in his chest, and roared:

"Good brother, don't die! When I bring someone back from the imperial city, I will ask my father to accept you as a foster son and make you a prince!"

Gong Ziliang was also moved in his heart when he saw the appearance of parting from life and death.

Immediately he said: "Okay, isn't it just a demon cultivator at the sea level? Do you need so many elders to cry here?"

Mo Shaoyun and the others were in strong emotions.

Hearing Gong Ziliang's words suddenly, the turbulent emotions were interrupted immediately.

And when he realized what Gong Ziliang said just now.

For a moment, everyone in the hall, including Xing Feng, froze there.

Isn't it just a magic cultivator of sea consciousness.

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In just twelve words, they all knew what each word meant.

But when combined into one sentence, coupled with Gong Ziliang's disdainful tone, everyone immediately lost their ability to think.

After a long time, finally Xing Feng was the first to regain clarity.

Looking at Young Master Liang who kept shaking his head, he subconsciously said, "Brother Liang, do you have any means to deal with that demon envoy?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Xing Feng regretted it.

If this kind of words were asked by other people in the hall, it would be fine.

After all, among those people, even Zhou Wu, who is the most powerful, is only in the God Realm.

Although this level of realm is already qualified to touch the threshold of spiritual cultivation.

If the talent is not bad, and someone gives advice, perhaps at this level, one can condense the divine sense into a divine consciousness.

But compared with the Tribulation Transcending Realm later on, the God Refining Realm is not a bit worse.

For example, supernatural powers are the means of comprehension only for great practitioners who have crossed the Tribulation Realm.

After mastering it, one can even open up a small world through martial arts.

When it is used during a battle, once it is pulled into it, it will only end up being beaten.

As for the Sea Consciousness Realm that is still above the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

It is even more terrifying that Zhou Wu and others cannot comprehend with all their imaginations!

And as the great power who once stood in the realm of the gods in the past!

Only Xing Feng himself knew how ridiculous his question just now was.

It was as if he was asking if a newborn baby could beat a grown-up burly man.

Not only is it ridiculous, it's stupid.