Chapter 452
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"Okay."
The Great Ancestor of the East Palace, Wu Hefeng, was silent for a moment before he took the purple bracelet from Wan Shuirong's hands.
"This girl is Shuirong's disciple and my direct disciple. Shuirong has appeared in front of me a few days ago. She will represent East Hall and continue to oversee the Elixir Beast Competition. I will bring Violet Ring back to the sect. "
Apart from the fallen Fiendgods, Wu Hefeng's cultivation base was the strongest in the present world, and he was also the most experienced.
Even he had said so. Everyone in Heavenly Sea Valley sensed a different kind of pressure from the solemn atmosphere.
A Great Brilliant Sun was forced to achieve Nascent Soul in ten years.
A group of inexperienced disciples was tricked into entering the Mount Mang War Zone of the Spiritual Sect for training …
What was happening in Dongling?
"Eldest Senior Brother, please let me go to Mount Mang to train!"
Jiao Zimo rushed forward anxiously and begged Lian Zizhuo to help Zhen Xiaoxiao. He saw that Zhou Zhou had disappeared under the protection of the Spiritual Gate's experts and Violet Ring had been knocked unconscious and dragged away.
The Song family was too evil!
They didn't dare to challenge him openly, so they tried to assassinate him!
Zhen Xiaoxiao was in danger this time!
"Do you have no confidence in her?"
Lian Zizhuo turned around and raised his eyebrows at Jiao Zimo.
Stopping Violet Ring was not because he was impartial.
On the contrary.
That was because he was looking forward to Zhen Xiaoxiao in his heart.
Lian Zizhuo closed his eyes and could immediately recall the scene of Zhen Xiaoxiao standing under the moonlight and leading the beast into the beast tide.
It was like a moment that was fixed in his heart and did not flow with time.
Every time he thought about it, he could feel the cold wind of that night and hear her steady breathing amidst the noise of the crowd.
There was no lack of powerful warriors in Eastern Spirit. The Art of Alchemy and Art of Beasts passed down through generations of Eastern Spirit people were far more exquisite than the desolate Northern Rock Barbarian Art. However, why was he so worried about the war ten years later?
It was because they had been pampered and had lost their most precious thing.
As a warrior … he had the courage to press forward!
Without a Fighting Soul, no matter how powerful he was, he would not be able to defeat the berserk savage beast and the heavy axe in the hands of the northern cultivator!
What he saw in the seven Venerable Ones who supported him was … responsibility.
What he saw in his Junior Brothers of Saber and Sword was … ignorance and a desire for power.
But from Zhen Xiaoxiao, he truly felt a pure fighting spirit!
The surging power in her body had a kind of shocking feeling that made people's hearts race. It was as if facing an endless stream of enemies, as long as she stood in front of the formation and shouted, no matter how big the difference in strength between them and the enemy was, everyone would pick up the weapons in their hands and willingly follow her to death.
It was me …
Over the years, he had been obsessed with cultivation and had seen too few female cultivators. Was that why she had such a deep impression of Zhen Xiaoxiao?
At this moment, Lian Zi Zhuo was also reflecting on himself.
For the time being, he did not know the answer.
But he was full of hope that Zhen Xiaoxiao would be able to maintain the momentum she had in Fu Hu Hall. She would be able to bring the fearless flames of war and the burning Fighting Soul to the battlefield ten years later!
This life and death crisis was a trial for her!
Lian Zi Zhuo's question made Jiao Zimo confused.
He tilted his head to look at his Eldest Senior Brother, who had a determined expression on his face. Then he craned his neck to look at Zhen Xiaoxiao, who was suddenly surrounded by assassins. His heart felt like it had been overturned.
Ever since he met Zhen Xiaoxiao.
He had never seen her like this.
According to the usual practice … the more he suppressed her, the more lively she would be, and the more trouble she would cause.
However, the opponents she had to face this time were really too strong! Under the condition that she could not rely on treasures and beasts, she had to fight against three desperadoes who were stronger than her.
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