In Chen Mo's view, what Motai Mountain lacks today is an opportunity for an explosion.
The sooner Wu Qingyan, the biggest obstacle, is solved, the sooner this opportunity will come.
On the fourth day after sending Zuoqiu Ronglu away, Zhang Jie finally received news.
This time, he didn’t give any too much explanation, he only said two words “do it”.
One sentence or two words contained too many meanings. Chen Mo never believed that a sword cultivator who had been reincarnated for more than 8,000 years would be timid about a monk who had not yet broken through to become a god.
Perhaps, returning to the form of a god would cost him a lot, so he hesitated to move forward.
But once this decision is made, it must be with full certainty.
Since Zhang Jie agreed to take action, Chen Mo couldn't sit idle.
He immediately found Nie Yuanzhi and arranged everything that had been discussed before. In particular, the skilled craftsmen in Beizhou were ready to lead the construction of the city in Motai Mountain.
Secondly, the monster beasts from Changge Lingchi, led by Kabuto, rushed in all directions, matched by the green-haired army from the Corpse Expulsion Hall.
This force, not to mention sweeping across the entire Pingdu Continent, is an unmatched force for the four generals' mansions without a leader!
Of course, these are only tributaries, and the entire river must be Huang Yu.
“Have you decided to take action?”
This monk who has received the inheritance of Daqian Immortal Lord is actually struggling.
"Brother Huang, I won't hide it from you. Zhang Jie must be sure of his action. Once the general is eliminated, all the teleportation arrays leading here from other state capitals will be destroyed. Not only the Zhongzhou People can’t come in, and people in Pingduzhou can’t leave.”
At this point, Chen Mo could no longer hide it from him.
And it’s impossible to hide it.
However, after saying these words, Huang Yu not only did not get angry, but smiled and said: "That's just right, cultivate to the realm of transformation and then return to Zhongzhou."
"Brother Huang. So sure, Pingduzhou will return?”
“Brother Chen dares to make such a big bet, why don’t I dare?”
Chen Mo heard the words and smiled heartily: "As expected of the first person below the Transformation God!"
"Haha, let's go!"
With a cry, Xiao Kang flew into the sky.
The two of them jumped up and headed straight for Feitian Pass.
Feitian Pass is located in the center of Pingdu Island. A rushing river flows through the bottom of two mountains.
The general has been practicing here for thousands of years, and has almost control over the core resources of the entire Pingdu Continent: secret realms, spiritual mines, spiritual fields, and various skills and techniques, all of which he has dabbled in.
But unfortunately, although Pingduzhou is strong, it is only a remote and marginal state capital.
The resource endowment is there, no matter how it develops, it will never be like Zhongzhou.
Unless like Beizhou, we gather the power of nine legends to set up a reversal formation, activate the underground spiritual veins, absorb the spiritual power flowing to the rift, and then use supreme power to suppress the devil's cave, so that the rift land cannot be destroyed. Dare to make any mistakes.
It is precisely because of this that neither the monarch nor the six tribes stopped Beizhou from being controlled by Zhongzhou. After all, unlike the three states in the southwest and east, the nine legends grabbed the spiritual veins of the rift to nourish them. State capital, doing this not only did not make Wu Chi country decline, but actually enhanced its strength!
So only nine legends can get such a state capital that belongs entirely to them.
Chen Mo and Huang Yu arrived at Feitian Pass early.
After waiting for about three hours, Zhang Jie, who was even closer, came with his sword.
After a few days, when he saw the other party again, for the first time, he did not hold a novel in his hand, but had a solemn expression on his face.
The angular facial features look deep under such an expression.
The appearance that was originally out of the ordinary gave people an indescribable sense of uniqueness. It seems like he is who he is, a him who is not influenced by the world!
Zhang Jie stopped, looked at Chen Mo, and asked after a while: "Do you know what kind of skills I practice?"
Chen Mo shook his head.
The next moment, the other party suddenly laughed: "I hope you never know."
As soon as he finished speaking, the flying sword under Zhang Jie's feet turned into a rainbow of light and headed straight for Feitian Pass.
Just after he left, Huang Yu on the side said: "He was a little different when I first met him."
Chen Mo nodded: "It seems that he has made It's a difficult decision."
The two looked at the direction where the other person disappeared.
Huang Yu will take action, but not now.
Zhang Jie's flowing rainbow soon cut through the sky and appeared in Feitian Pass.
However, before he hit the ground, a dragnet fell in his direction.
The giant net flashes with electric light, and it contains infinite power and uncontestable true meaning. It feels like it wants to kill him!
Zhang Jie was not in a hurry, and without even raising his hand, an ancient sword with a purple handle, a silver blade, and a length of about six feet came out of thin air from behind him.
Eight thousand and seven hundred years ago, the world only knew that Jian Shiqi had two swords.
A dragon-suppressing sword that accompanied him as he grew to rise, beheading countless enemies.
One sword broke the myth of Pingduzhou. After standing on the top of Pingduzhou, he refined the Qianye Sword and wore it.
He put both swords in the tomb, just for those who were destined to get them.
However, only a few people know that besides these two magic weapons, there is another sword, and this sword is Zhang Jie's sharpest and most powerful magic weapon!
Twilight Sword!
This place is called dusk.
Because this sword will end the day and break out the darkness!
The Dusk Sword came out of its sheath and met the dragnet falling from the sky. It cut the magic weapon coming towards him in two as easily as cutting through his clothes.
Under the backlash, the attacker groaned, his chest shook violently almost at the same time, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Dark clouds are gathering and darkness is falling.
Dusk Sword, one sword cuts out the darkness.
Zhang Jie hasn’t made a move in I don’t know how many years, or maybe he hasn’t made a move in this life.
However, just because he doesn't take action doesn't mean he is weak.
On the contrary, after so many years of accumulation, his strength and realm have already reached a level of perfection.
Outside Feitian Pass.
Chen Mo put his hands behind his back and looked at everything in front of him.
The other party's performance also strengthened his view of Zhang Jie.
Jian Shiqi, who has lived for more than eight thousand years and has been reincarnated for countless reincarnations, is by no means a mediocre Nascent Soul!
Beside him, Huang Yu, who had come to watch the show in his arms, suddenly became short of breath.
The sword strike just now made him see countless possibilities.
Obviously he only used the strength of the Nascent Soul Realm, but he showed the power of the Divine Transformation Realm!
For a moment, the sword in the dark stirred the blood in his heart.
Even, I want to rush directly into the battlefield and have a hearty battle with Zhang Jie to see who is the most powerful Nascent Soul cultivator!
Zhang Jie’s sword not only shocked the ambushers.
Even Wu Qingyan, who had been taking no action for a long time, was alarmed!
"Sword Seventeen!" (End of this chapter)