Chapter 450: The Battle for Survival

Jiuzhou nodded.

Song Ningshu looked at him, "Summoning system? Does 010 count?"

"Let 010 stay with you. It has to go to the battlefield wherever it is." Cangli turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

Jiuzhou said to Qi Yangui, "Come on, follow me to organize the troops and I will teach you how to use the command platform."

Jiuzhou said and took a step forward.

Qi Yangui put his arm around Song Ningshu's waist, leaned over and kissed her on the lips, "See you later."

Song Ningshu smiled and pushed his face away, "Sticky."

Qi Yangui smiled, followed her force and disappeared, following Jiuzhou.

Mumu flew to Song Ningshu's side, "Lingyue, little dumpling, shall we go?"

"Okay, let's go." Song Ningshu took her hand and brought her to the top of the Tree of Life.

Song Ningshu lowered his eyes, looked at the monks practicing below, raised his hand and sent them back to their respective forces.

She released Mumu's hand and formed a seal with her fingers, "Come on, this seal will break the sky and bring life out of the world."

Divine power emanated from her body, her black hair danced in the wind, and the Tree of Life began to climb upwards while also spreading its roots downwards.

A light green light appeared on Mumu's body, and his fingertips flew. Soon, a green seal similar to Song Ningshu's appeared, connecting to the Tree of Life.

Waves of vitality spread out from the Tree of Life, and the spiritual energy in the air became several times richer.

At the same time, several silver beams fell from the sky, and the leaders of the major forces in Jiuzhou disappeared in an instant.

Thunder roars in the sky and clouds roll in.

The cultivators of Jiuzhou looked up at the sky, and the will of the rules instantly entered the sea of ​​consciousness of every cultivator.

Kyushu needs a war, a proactive war, a war for survival, and a war to win the future.

Not long after, several more silver lights flashed, and the sky curtains descended one after another. The images of the gods guarding the way and burning the gods to repair the sky a hundred thousand years ago all appeared in the sky curtains.

Darkness tore through the pitch-white sky, and foreign enemies clung to the spiritual energy of this world, greedily devouring all things in the Nine Provinces.

The sky is falling.

Twelve gods soared into the sky, meteorites fell to the earth, and the ancient spirits protected the land with their lives.

Finally, the stars fell, the gods died, the remaining rules fell into dormancy, and the Nine Provinces were sealed off.

The image of the sky repeats itself, and the tree of life rises from the ground to the sky.

Jiuzhou entered a state of preparation for war, divided into four war divisions: the northern war division of the sea clan, the southern war division of the human clan, the western war division of the demon clan, and the eastern war division of the monster clan.

Sanchuan was temporarily under the management of the Southern War Department.

Song Ningshu and Mumu spent a month promoting the growth of the Tree of Life, and only stopped when the top of the Tree of Life touched the sky.

She looked at the Tree of Life with its lush branches and leaves and strong trunk, and left the center of Jiuzhou with Mumu and returned to Lingxu Sect.

The entire Lingxu Sect was empty, and no one knew where Jiuzhou took them for special training.

Song Ningshu swung on the swing that belonged to her on Guanchen Peak for a while, and Mumu fed her a spiritual peach picked from her space.

Soon, Qi Yangui appeared in front of her. Mumu glanced at him and sat down at the stone table.

Qi Yangui leaned over and kissed her on the lips, "Aning, I haven't seen you for a month. I miss you so much."

Song Ningshu grabbed the swing vine and looked up at him, "It's been a month since we last met... Who was that person secretly watching me through the skylight?"

Qi Yangui smiled and put his arm around her waist, "I wasn't looking at her secretly, I was looking at her openly."

"A Ning, give me a kiss."

Song Ningshu followed his wish and kissed him on the lips.

Qi Yangui put his arm around her waist and lifted her up from the swing. He rested his chin on her shoulder and took a deep breath of her cool fragrance. "It's time to set off."

There was a fluctuation in the space next to him. Qi Yangui let go of her and turned around, and a set of combat armor appeared on his body.

Familiar faces appeared one after another.