After all the building materials were in place, Li Qingyang took the lead and began to build.
The first step in building a house was to dig out the foundation. Everyone gathered their strength and began to bombard the ground according to the blueprint. Soon, a series of pits were formed.
Shua! Shua!
Long Ziyang unsheathed his sword, cutting down wooden pillars until they were round.
Hu hu hu!
Xiao Ziji sat in the distance. He gathered the dug up soil into the shape of a brick and then baked it with a high intensity flame.
Jun Changxiao, "…"
If my disciples don't cultivate martial arts in the future and go out to become carpenters, they definitely won't starve to death.
If the martial artists were to see a group of Yellow Rank powerhouses building a house, their jaws would drop to the floor in shock.
Big Brother!
This is a cruel planar battlefield, not your backyard! Can you be a bit more serious? Can you be a bit more serious!?
Shua! Shua! Shua!
After the bricks were refined, Li Qingyang, Xiao Ziji, and the others began to move the bricks and lay the bricks. They worked very carefully.
Old Ding, Jiang Ya, and the others also came over to help.
Xiao Moxian had nothing to do. She grabbed a pile of mud and threw it at the little dragon.
"Pa!"
"You dare to hit me!?"
The little dragon lifted the mud bag beside it and smashed it at Xiao Moxian's head!
"…"
Li Qingyang and Xiao Ziji's lips twitched.
This contract beast of the Patriarch didn't know how to give in to a girl at all!
Everyone busied themselves. The construction speed was extremely fast.
20-30 minutes later, a grand hall was erected in the stronghold, occupying 90% of the space.
The grand hall's style was similar to the grand hall of the Sect of All Times.
Because of time constraints, the construction was relatively simple. It didn't have a grand and majestic aura.
Of course.
There was still a lot of room for improvement. It would slowly be perfected in the future.
"Patriarch!"
Li Qingyang took out a plaque with the words' Starfall Continent 'engraved on it. "Should we hang it up?"
This thing had been prepared in advance. How thoughtful!
Jun Changxiao waved his hand and erased the words on the plaque. Then, he condensed his strength and redrew the words. He said with satisfaction, "Hang it up."
"Yes!"
Li Qingyang flew over and hung up the plaque.
Jun Changxiao stood outside the main hall. From his point of view, he could see the words "The Strongest Sect of All Time" written on the plaque. The flag that represented the plane was also placed on the roof and waved in the wind.
From this moment on.
The Starfall Continent was officially listed in the Planar Battlefield and had its first building.
…
"Everything is ready. We only need those who are here to die."
Jun Changxiao sat in front of the grand hall, one foot on a chair and his arm resting on it. Xiao Longlong and Xiao Moxian stood behind him, their faces covered in mud, like two protectors.
Old Ding, Gongsun Haohai, and the other higher-ups of the Sect of All Times stood in two rows near the stairs.
Li Qingyang, Xiao Ziji, and the others below the First Prince were facing the outside of the stronghold. Because they were wearing the True Yang Suit, they looked like generals guarding the palace.
"Hu hu!"
Right at this moment, streaks of light flew over from the east at an extremely fast speed.
Gou Sheng smiled. "Those who are here to die are here."
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
In an instant, streaks of light streaked across the sky from afar.
They quickly gathered in the sky above the stronghold. There were as many as 60 of them, and from their clothes, it was obvious that they were from the Scarlet Sea Continent.
The leader was a middle-aged man with a resolute expression. He wore a black suit and exuded an aura that could swallow mountains and rivers!
His goal this time was to find Elder He, who had led the team out and had yet to return.
"Elder Li!"
A martial artist pointed below and said in shock, "Elder He is dead!"
The middle-aged man also saw the corpses of Elder He and the other martial artists. His expression changed slightly, and then he looked at the young man sitting in front of the stronghold's main hall. He said with a cold gaze, "You killed them?"
"That's right," Jun Changxiao said indifferently.
The middle-aged man's gaze became colder and angrier.
However, at this moment, he saw the corpses of the Lingyun Continent martial artists in the distance and was shocked.
"You killed them too?"
"That's right."
Jun Changxiao was satisfied with a person who was about to die. He answered whatever he asked.
Although the middle-aged man's face was filled with anger, his heart had gradually calmed down.
There were nearly 40 martial artists from his side and the Lingyun Continent. There were even two Black powerhouses. All of them had died in front of the stronghold of the Falling Star Continent. This meant that the other party was not weak. He might not be able to take advantage of them.
"Let's go!"
He shouted coldly.
He made a prompt decision to leave and return to the stronghold to inform the others. It was undoubtedly the right choice to send a stronger team.
Unfortunately, when everyone was about to turn around, Xiao Longlong and Xiao Moxian had already circled to the back. The two enemies were either shaking their heads or clenching their fists.
"Since you're here."
Jun Changxiao said, "How can you leave so easily?"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Li Qingyang, Xiao Ziji, and the others flew out, their eyes flashing with battle intent!
Just the thought of being able to fight with an Emperor Level Expert at any time and any place made them excited!
"Kill!"
The middle-aged man shouted.
Whoosh whoosh!
As he spoke, he gathered a vast aura and attacked Xiao Longlong who was blocking his way.
He wanted to rush out with everyone and return to the stronghold of the Red Sea Continent. He wanted to inform the others about the situation here!
"You're courting death!"
Xiao Longlong's right fist blasted out. Flames instantly burst out and turned into a flaming fist that collided with the middle-aged man's power.
"Boom!"
A huge explosion occurred, rolling up billowing heat waves!
The middle-aged man who attacked took a few steps back. After stabilizing his body, he said in disbelief, "This guy looks like he's only at the Yellow level. Why is he so strong?"
Whoosh whoosh — — —
Xiao Longlong carried a sky full of flames, like a fire god descending to the mortal world. He said coldly, "Because I'm handsome!"
Boom!
Boom!
Under the sky full of flames, the middle-aged man was beaten back. In the end, he decided to take a detour and quickly moved in another direction.
Although Xiao Longlong was only at the Emperor level in his second form, his strength was very explosive!
"Flying Feathers in the Sky!"
At this moment, a clear voice came from the sky!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
A blade-like beam of light shot out from the sky.
The expression of the middle-aged man, who had just avoided the flame attack, suddenly changed. He quickly formed a hand seal and shouted, "Nine Dipper Seal!"
Weng! Weng! Weng!
Nine enchantments instantly condensed in front of him.
Peng peng peng — — —
The flying feathers in the sky smashed into the enchantments, creating billowing smoke.
Woosh!
The middle-aged man flew out. Of the nine enchantments in front of him, four were broken.
It seemed that the problem wasn't too great.
After all, this middle-aged man was a Black level powerhouse. Xiao Moxian's strength was at most at the peak Emperor level. If she wanted to injure him, she would have to find a flaw in his defenses.
Hu! Hu! Hu!
Blazing hot flames howled from behind him once more.
"Damn!"
The middle-aged man was enraged. He could only helplessly contend with Xiao Longlong's erupting flames; there was no chance for him to escape.
From time to time, Xiao Moxian would take advantage of every opening to launch sneak attacks.
Like this, a half-Saint powerhouse was successfully stalled by Jun Changxiao's two contract beasts.
"Crimson Heavens Raging Flame Slash!"
On the other side, Long Ziyang flew forwards. He condensed a flame seal in his palm and then blasted it through the void.
Bang!
The two Yellow level martial artists joined forces to break apart this attack. They glanced at each other and then erupted with their cultivations!
They weren't as thorough as the middle-aged man. They believed that since there were only a dozen or so people coming out from the stronghold, they should be more than enough to deal with him!
"Crimson Spirit Light!"
"Sea Crossing Light!"
Woosh! Woosh! Woosh!
Several Red Sea Continent martial artists took this chance to use all sorts of martial skills, condensing beams of light that shot towards Long Ziyang.
In a battlefield without rules, they didn't care about numbers. They could even launch sneak attacks, because only those who survived were the victors!
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