He doesn't want to wait for death.
Half a day later, he broke through to the Half-Step Void Realm and entered the state of regulating his breathing.
Three figures appeared outside the golden lotus.
The leader explained the situation in detail.
"It's that guy from Nanzhou again! After you two break through, seize Nanzhou's destiny as soon as possible."
He injected a stream of luck into the bodies of two of them, signaling them to leave.
Then the old man's hair began to fall out.
"Ancestor!"
The remaining person saw this and cried out in pain.
"It's okay. If we can take over Nanzhou's destiny, it doesn't matter. I'm just afraid that we won't be able to take it!"
"Grandfather, you think too highly of the people of Nanzhou."
"You haven't experienced our era, so you don't understand. No matter how much we look up to the people of Nanzhou, it's not too much. Mingshan, get ready. A demon will appear in Dongzhou soon. If Nanzhou fails this time, we can only rely on Dongzhou's luck. Even if it's a little troublesome. If Nanzhou succeeds, Dongzhou will also be in chaos."
"Yes, Old Ancestor! Those bastards from Dongzhou, seeing the chaos in Zhongzhou, are taking advantage of the situation and looting everywhere. It's time to let them experience the feeling of being slaughtered."
Mingshan Road.
Then he received a jade token from the ancestor and left.
Two months later.
The eight Void Realm masters from Qianyuan Holy Land rushed towards Muguang Mountain with countless masters.
Zhongzhou was boiling again.
Qianyuan and Huanhai reached a truce.
All the warriors in Zhongzhou have temporarily stopped fighting between the two families, and no one knows what kind of war will brew.
Unexpectedly, the Fantasy Sea Holy Land shrank.
Then the masters from Qianyuan Holy Land actually headed straight for Nanzhou?
What's going on?
The war in Zhongzhou has finally stopped?
Is this going to take action against the people of Nanzhou?
Very good!
Zhongzhou finally had peace.
"I'll go to Nanzhou too. Qianyuan Holy Land eats meat, and I'll just drink soup!"
Countless Zhongzhou masters followed behind the Qianyuan Holy Land.
Inside Muguang Mountain.
In front of the Yuanqi Pit, Li Mu taught Gongsun Yang swordsmanship.
Suddenly, my heart sank.
He flew out of the Yuanqi pit and stood on a high mountain in Muguang Mountain.
A sea of clouds is rolling in the distance.
Looking closely, it turned out to be a group of masters coming from the air.
"It's just like in the novel. After the young ones are beaten, the old ones come. But there shouldn't be so many old ones, right?"
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