World of Cultivation

Shulong inspected the guard camp and saw that everyone was practicing hard, and he couldn't help showing a somewhat satisfied look. He knew very well that their talent base was very poor, and only through hard training could they make up for their innate deficiencies.

Everyone in the guard camp was born as a cultivator, experienced countless hardships, and had a persevering temperament. They had extremely rare and hard-won opportunities, and no one was lazy in private. Shulong is the oldest and has the most stable temperament. No matter how harsh Pu Yao's request is, he will try his best to urge everyone to complete it.

In a few months, the camp guards digested the benefits of the last breakthrough, and their overall strength reached a new level. The black armor on each person's body became more refined, and their shape also changed quietly. Different people's black armor has subtle differences. Some people have a rough style, while others appear slender and well-proportioned. For example, some people are infinitely powerful, while others are agile and quick. After the initial stage of cultivation, they begin to develop in different directions.

This is the inevitable result of reaching the middle stage of cultivation, and it will be the same for any kind of magic technique or magic skill.

Shulong is close to the water tower and has the most opportunities to receive guidance from Pu Yao. His strength is unparalleled in the entire guard camp. Although he has not competed with the masters of Tianfengqu, privately everyone is speculating that although Shulong's strength has not reached the level of Xie Shanmafan, it should not be far different from Nianlu Leipeng.

Everyone underestimated him.

The magic power is dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will die and your soul will be destroyed. But if one could cross over, the speed of advancement would be far beyond what a cultivator's spirit refining or a demon's spirit refining could achieve. Shu Long had a rough life and suffered many hardships. These painful experiences were like fertilizer for the "Ku Wei" magic skill. The path of cultivation is a matter of course, and it is a thousand miles with each passing day.

Although he is meticulous in urging everyone to practice, he actually has a gentle temperament and does not like fighting. Practicing magic skills restored his youth, but his personality did not change. The characteristic of middle-aged people who keep a low profile and bide their time is fully reflected in him.

The guard camp's station is in the shape of a long and narrow moon, almost protecting the entire camp.

Suddenly, a light flashed in Shu Long's eyes, he made a gesture to the camp guard beside him, and immediately walked towards the outside of the camp, which was surrounded by dense jungle. His hearing was amazing, and he heard movement in the jungle. It seemed that many people were approaching here.

Dozens of camp guards close to him followed closely behind him.

The demeanor of the camp guards was alert but not nervous, and they were much calmer. After experiencing the battle in Golden Crow City, especially such a difficult and dangerous battle, their progress was obvious.

The sounds coming from the jungle are getting clearer and clearer. This time, not only Shulong can hear it, but other camp guards can also detect it. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the jungle, waiting for the uninvited guests to appear.

Suddenly, a man covered in blood came out of the jungle.

Shu Long was a little surprised, but when he saw this person's face clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Awen!"

The camp guard next to him saw the person clearly and couldn't help but exclaimed.

When the visitor who was covered in blood heard the exclamation, his body trembled and he raised his head in confusion.

"Awen, my God, is it really you?"

"Awen, you are still alive!"

Everyone was extremely excited. They all recognized the young man who was covered in blood. The young man's eyes were confused. Although he didn't recognize the group of people in black armor in front of him, they felt vaguely familiar to him.

"Reminiscing about old times later, Tianmu, take Awen to the back, and the others, prepare to meet the enemy!" Shulong's voice was calm and methodical, his handsome face was calm, only a bit of coldness flashed deep in his eyes. .

When the young man heard the name "Tianmu", he was shocked. He looked up at the black-armored man who appeared in front of him: "Tianmu, brother Tianmu?"

Tianmu grinned, but with a bit of murderous intent: "Little Awen, whoever bullies you, big brother will help you beat them up!"

The familiar voice and tone convinced the young man that the strange man in front of him was really Brother Tianmu. The exhausted young man passed out in Tianmu's arms.

No one spoke, but wisps of black energy emerged from everyone's black armor and wrapped around their legs, elbows, and wrists,

Seeing Awen's tragic situation, everyone felt like a fire was burning in their hearts.

Only Shulong remained motionless, with no murderous intent on his body.

With a crash, a group of female cultivators rushed out of the jungle. At the same time, a group of female cultivators also flew in from the sky.

When the leaders of this group of female cultivators saw Shu Long and his party, their eyes showed vigilance. However, when they saw Awen in Tianmu's arms, a sharp look flashed in their eyes and they said coldly: "Who are you? Why did you take away me?" Are you a fugitive cultivator?"

When he saw this woman, Shu Long could no longer contain the killing intent in his heart. Countless black energy, like flames, suddenly jumped out of his body and enveloped his whole body.

He knows this face!

Bai Rufen, among the girls who were in charge of Xiu Nu at the time, had the most violent temper. She would take it out on Xiu Nu if something went wrong. No less than fifty of her companions around Shu Long died at her hands.

"kill!"

Shu Long's cold voice disappeared into the air, and his figure also disappeared in place.

The female disciples of the Hundred Flowers Alliance never expected that the other party would attack directly without even saying hello. Caught off guard, he was immediately at a disadvantage.

Not only Shulong, but also the other camp guards recognized the origins of the female nuns across from them. Their eyes were red and their murderous intent was rising sharply.

Shulong suddenly appeared next to Bai Rufen, like a ghost, slashed diagonally with his right hand, and a black light, like a blade, slashed towards Bai Rufen's snow-white neck. At the same time, a wisp of black air flew out from his toes, and silently moved towards the opponent. The right leg is rolled up.

Bai Rufen's beauty turned pale, and once the opponent made a move, he would kill her fatally, leaving no room for mercy. In a hurry, several clusters of snow-white plum blossom sword lights flew out from the flying sword in her hand, protecting her in front of her.

Unexpectedly, the opponent's speed was too fast, and he hit the sword light hard. Bai Rufen was overjoyed. When she saw the plum blossom sword light passing through the opponent's body, her face turned white.

No, it’s an afterimage!

There was a sudden sharp pain under her feet, and she didn't even have time to scream. There was a pain in her neck, and suddenly her eyes were spinning. Then, she saw a headless body that was constantly spurting out blood.

The screams are endless. Where have the female cultivators of the Hundred Flowers League ever experienced such bloody killing scenes? In panic, he lost his life.

In the blink of an eye, corpses were everywhere!

All the cultivators of the Hundred Flowers Alliance in the sky were pale, and many of them screamed uncontrollably and ran away like crazy.

Shulong looked up at the sky, picked up a stone from the ground, leaned back like a bow, and threw the stone violently.

Woo!

A soul-stirring howl suddenly sounded, and the stone pierced a female cultivator, passing through her chest and sending up bloody flowers all over the sky.

The female cultivator was so scared that she even forgot to activate the spirit armor.

Shulong's stone frightened the others and fled even more desperately.

Shu Long stopped his companions who were about to catch up. The "Bitter Guard" had powerful magic skills, but it also had a shortcoming, that is, it was not good at flying. This weakness will not be eliminated until they reach a high level.

After returning to the camp, the first thing Shu Long did was to report the incident to Zuo Mo. He knew that this matter was of great importance. This time he had offended the Hundred Flowers League badly, and it was very likely to lead to a war with the Hundred Flowers League.

After Zuo Mo heard Shu Long's report, he did not blame him, but asked: "Are there any survivors?"

Shu Long was stunned: "There is one."

"Go immediately and find out where the Hundred Flowers Alliance is." Zuo Mo looked solemn: "It is better to strike first and not give them time to buffer. Otherwise, we will be in danger."

Shulong was shocked. He originally thought that the boss would blame them, but unexpectedly, the boss not only did not blame them, but immediately decided to take the initiative. He pursed his lips and immediately turned around and left.

Gongsun Cha shook his head: "Now we are in big trouble."

With so many of them appearing in Mingshui City, the local forces in Mingshui City were already extremely wary of them, and now there was another conflict with the Hundred Flowers Alliance, and the situation was quite unfavorable to them.

"It's okay. As long as we don't give them time and fight quickly, we can leave safely before others react." Zuo Mo didn't care.

"You don't blame them?" Gongsun Cha asked curiously. His senior brother's decisiveness today was somewhat beyond his expectation.

"No wonder." Zuo Mo shook his head and said matter-of-factly: "Shulong and the others are our people. They have a blood feud with the Hundred Flowers Alliance. Who should we help? Of course we help Shulong. Besides, the fault of this matter does not lie with Shulong and the others. If it were me, I would definitely kill the Hundred Flowers Alliance directly. But, hey, it's not too late now!"

The camp quickly started operating, and no one was panicked. Even the cultivators in the weapon refining department looked calm and calm. At the beginning of the station, everyone knew that this was just a temporary place. Most of the things were on the slave ship and were not moved down, which saved a lot of time.

Within an hour, everyone was on board the slave ship.

Five slave ships slowly rose into the sky and flew toward the southeast of Mingshui City.

Naturally, their big move could not be hidden from the local forces' informants, and Zuo Mo did not intend to hide it from them. His idea was very simple, to resolve the battle as quickly as possible! The hatred between them and the Hundred Flowers Alliance cannot be resolved. As for forces like the Hundred Flowers League, which are deeply entrenched in the local area, once they are given enough time, the power they can mobilize will be quite terrifying.

To other forces, they are outsiders.

Zuo Mo showed the decisiveness of a leader. He immediately decided to attack the Hundred Flowers League without any hesitation.

Su Yue listened to the report of the people below with a serious face. She never expected that this mysterious force would be so arrogant. He did not even give them a chance to speak, as if he had some deep grudge against them.

She never would have guessed that the entire guard camp was filled with slaves they had transported to the small mountain realm.

The two sides have reached such a point that there is no room for peace talks.

Although she was wary of this mysterious team, she was not afraid. As one of the few major forces in the Tianshui Realm, the Hundred Flowers Alliance could not tolerate being so insulted?

"How many elders are there in the door?" She turned to ask the close disciples beside her.

"Elder Wang, Elder Mei and Elder Xiao are all here." The disciple immediately replied.

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