Thunder Martial

The lower level of development is very smooth, there is no fuss, there is a focus on the development forces.

Apparently, he wants to leave with a bunch of people.

The forces that he once remained in the divine realm should no longer exist.

However, the idea of Weiwei is obviously to be disappointed, the pattern here is different, and the next place is not yet known.

Nor did the forces of Cree reverse the situation. They developed well below. They also got along well with the Divine Clan. Hidden has been able to counter the royal forces.

“You can shoot seven pints. Why are we leaving?” Moving on, the monk asks unclearly.

“The great battles in the city can restrain me and go in with no life.” Purple response.

“Where are we going now?” The monk asked again.

“Go deep. ”

Things are over here, Purple, and the next thing I know, I'm going to take you on a quick journey, and I'm going to arrive, and I'm going to look around at all these space-time creatures, and the monks are staring at me, and I'm going to feel incredible, "You've been here all these years, disappearing? ”

Zi Zhen nodded.

“How is this possible?” The monks are obviously incredible.

And at that point, Finna came from a distance, "Is it over? ”

“Mm-hmm." said Purple.

Finna briefly chatted with Purple and then left, leaving monks and others questioning questions.

After the impatient explanation, the people were surprised and surprised.

“So you're in control of another army?” The monk looked very surprised.

“No control, just cooperation.” Zixuan stressed.

The next step is cultivation, endless cultivation, until you can return.

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After Zi Zheng left, the city became completely lively.

This time more than a dozen people were killed, so what next time?

Do you want to completely destroy the First Nations?

This moment is also full of anticipation in the hearts and minds of all the gods.

The force of the Iron Sword, formerly suppressed by multiple forces, instantly became the focus, with many gods demanding to join.

Unfortunately, the Iron Sword directly announced that the Iron Sword forces will no longer recruit people from today.

Those divine powers that had followed the natives in suppressing the Iron Sword came to visit, and the words of praise and pleasure were obvious.

Because everyone knows that the next time Zixuan returns, it will be the time to destroy the native power.

Unlike the next level, this level of native and divine relations is no longer symbiotic, but purely hostile.

Because there is a core trading ground where, with contributions, countless resources can be redeemed, provided entirely by rules, continuously and without any need for First Nations.

For the Divine Clan, the Purple Clan belongs to the same camp, and naturally it will not be difficult for them, but the First Nations will be different.

There is already confusion among the natives and panic is spreading.

There will naturally be a war, but unlike the usual battles, this time their opponent is the Dark Sky Ant, whose name is constant and endless.

That's a real monster, and it can't be killed.

The St. Len family began to convene an emergency meeting, and St. Lentoine, who had been unavailable, came and was relatively well positioned.

The ancestors of the St. Len family looked at the flattered St. Lentoine and said kindly, "Yin, you tell us the truth. Is there a deal between you and Purple? ”

St. Lentoine said with a blurred face: "What? ”

The old man patiently explained: “We have reached this point, the life and death of the family are all in your mind, you don't have to hide from everyone, if you have cooperation with Purple, we will support you with all our strength. ”

St. Lentoine was even more confused and sincerely frightened: "What exactly are you trying to say, Ancestor? I had nothing to do with Zijuan. He almost killed me in the first place. I was scared every time I was with him. ”

“Really?” The old man stared into St. Lentoine's eyes.

“Can it still be fake? You don't believe Ancestor to ask my father?” Saint Lentoine said.

When I think of that drunk, the old man doesn't get angry.

“Well, you go down. ”

The old man waved his hand and said.

“Ah?” Saint Lentoine snapped.

“Get down! Is this where you can sit? ”

The old man narrowed his eyes and his eyes lit with a cold light.

St. Lentoin looked scared and climbed away with a roll.

“What a piece of crap, like your father, you can't even afford the cheapest wine. ”

The old man's eyes flashed with disgust, then looked at the others and said, "Well, it's time to discuss how to deal with the purple. ”

The same thing is happening in other families.

When the Kang family learned that Kang Mo had been taken away, his face immediately became difficult to see, and then went to look for the six products of the caretaker Kang Mo.

At this moment, the first thing they think about is how to connect with Purple Pull and, if not at all, discuss how to start a war.

The days of the Iron Sword Power are instantly healed, and news is coming from all the major native forces. Anyone who is an Iron Sword Power can use the Awakening Altar for free, and the price of the exchange of resources is reduced by half.

As soon as this news came out, it made many gods envious, but unfortunately the Iron Sword was no longer recruiting.

Meanwhile, the Iron Sword has issued an order that, in recent times, no one among the forces must exchange resources, let alone awaken power.

He knows exactly how much incense there is between purple and purple, and must not be depleted by a touch of cheap.

His orders were extremely decisive, and anyone who disobeyed them would be expelled immediately from the Iron Sword.

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Purple didn't know what was happening in the city, and when he came back, he started closing.

Paige is still on that battlefield, looking boringly at the battle below, just one more queen than before.

The monks and others were completely shut down. Soon after, they broke through the five grades.

Breaking heaven devours a lot of the Divine King's essence, then finds a place to refine it slowly.

This world, everything is calm.

But everyone knows that calm is only temporary, and that as long as the purple breaks through, the world will turbulent again.

No one knows exactly what the world will look like in the future.

The native power of the city, while the purple power has not yet arrived, is a constantly growing power, giving it rich resources to recruit troops.

But it didn't work, all the divine tribes deliberately kept their distance, and the former divine allies, this time, seemed indifferent to the olive branches they had thrown.

Time passes...

In the blink of an eye, another 200 years have passed, and it has been more than 400 years since Purple arrived in this world.

His realm broke through again without interrupting the refinement of the King's essence.

Strong and horizontal breath fluctuated from the surrounding area, the light of yin and sun shined from the body surface, he broke into Wang Liupin.

This realm corresponds to the sixth level of the Divine King of the Divine Realm, which is still three levels short of the ninth level of the Supreme Divine King.

It's not even too far away from the gods.

Of course, the realm of the gods can be reached, or something else.

By the time he reached the sixth grade, he had the strength to fight against the seventh grade, even if there was a big battle in the city.

At the same time, Purple also intends to go back and see what happens to the forces he creates.

Destroyed or persisted in the great upheaval.