Chapter 91: Battle

At the same time, the saints took the initiative to return to the holy land, quickly selected some genius disciples, and arranged for an escort of the Supreme Elder and three Seventh Realm Elders.

What can help them overcome all difficulties is the beam of light they see.

That is, the hope they can see under the darkness.

Xuantian Shadow Battleships flew out from the hidden corners of the holy land, and various breath-catching formations were opened together. The camouflage formations on the same warship made it difficult to detect the warships. This was sent by Yu Qingliu on his own initiative. First, for the successful plan, second, to avoid the sight of some people, and third, even if the movements were detected, they would not suffer any major dangers.

Godson Peak,

Shang Tian said to Yu Qingliu: "Saint Lord, please leave first, and leave these people to me." At the same time, Shang Tian waved his hand at Yu Qingliu, as if he was about to drive people away.

Yu Qingliu was not angry either. She smiled gently, and the thunder chains tied to these saints turned into light spots and drifted away. At the same time, Yu Qingliu's figure became increasingly faint until it disappeared in front of Shang Tian's eyes.

Shang Tian turned around and looked at the saints and sons who had already stood up to move.

Seeing Shang Tian's eyes coming, the several holy sons who had just stood up and were moving their bodies quickly stood up and said nervously without saying a word. The first time they looked at each other face to face, it was a bit embarrassing.

Even after being in contact with Shang Tian for a while, they felt a little nervous because they really couldn't figure out the temperament of this son of god.

Even Jian Qingshui, who was closest, was a little restrained. When he saw Shang Tian, ​​he looked over, he didn't know what to do.

Shang Tian said softly: "Senior Brother, you guys come in with me first."

After saying that, Shang Tian stepped forward and walked towards the tower.

The others looked at Jian Qingshui and waited for his move first.

Jian Qingshui also noticed the awkward scene now, and did not pretend to behave, and directly followed Shang Tian's footsteps.

Several saints followed closely, followed by several saints, and the last one was Shengyu.

As he walked into the tower, some of them felt very curious, and the most curious one was Su He, the Qizi, who had never seen where the tower was since the last time he left.

He couldn't tell what it was inside.

As he approached the Enlightenment Tower, Su He looked at the scene around him and nodded secretly. It seemed that he was the last time he came. He walked through the hall and turned around a corridor, and there was a staircase at the end.

Su He recognized this staircase as the last time he walked past.

Shangtian walked to the stairs and looked back. Seeing that everyone was following him, he stopped and said, "You choose a room on the first floor now, and you can't get in the second floor now."

After saying that, Shang Tian walked towards the second floor, and even Jian Qingshui did not say anything more.

Looking at Shang Tian’s back, he gradually disappeared from his sight.

Everyone is also very honest. After all, it is better to be honest when you come to other people's territory.

Without further questions, everyone dispersed and looked for their own room.

In one corner of the hall, there was still the old table. Facing these people, they didn't care at all, and were still flipping through the yellowed books on their hands.

Everyone is very curious about these gray-haired elderly people, because they are rarely seen in the world of cultivation, but everyone knows that these are not what they should do, so they should choose the room first.

Zhang Wuji, who knew the inside story, approached Su He's ear early and asked in a low voice: "Su He, you are the Holy Son of the Artifact Sect, you are no stranger to this tower."

Su He hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "It's true that the first floor has not changed much. There should be my room."

Hearing Su He's answer, Zhang Wuying was overjoyed and asked quietly: "Su He, then you can introduce the function of this tower."

Su He did not refuse, nor did he hide anything.

"I don't know the origin of this tower. I guess His Royal Highness Son should know it, but I know one of the secret effects of this tower is that the concentration of spiritual energy here is very high, especially in some rooms, my room here is a particularly good one."

Su He did not send a message to the secret, nor did he think of hiding it from everyone. After all, they are brothers and sisters who share hardships, and Zhang Wuying's voice is low, but it also comes into everyone's ears.

When we heard Su He say that the concentration of spiritual energy here is very high, we suddenly noticed that the concentration and quality of spiritual energy here are higher than those outside.

For a time, Su He was almost a popular commodity. They must have a purpose when they came here, but now the purpose is very clear, which is to practice. For such a good practice environment, choose a more suitable practice environment, that is, one plus one equals two, otherwise it would be one plus zero or five, and the difference is not a little bit.

Everyone's talent is not much worse, and at this time, the gap is reflected in the details.

Everyone is a pride of heaven and is quite sensitive to this aspect. We must strive for this opportunity.

In a vague way, the eyes of each other were sparking.

Su He continued to say: "In the past, the first floor of the artifact sect leader was divided into three levels, namely Class A, Class B, and Class C. There are five Class A training rooms, and not many people can use them. I have one and Class B has ten Class B. Among them, the spiritual energy is only one line lower than the Class A training room, and the rest is Class C training room, which is basically the same."

When Su He finished speaking, Saint Hanyue's voice came, "Su Shengzi, tell us directly that those who are Class A and Class B, and those who can't get it will go to Class C."

This is extremely arrogant and confident.

Others also had the urge to try, no matter who has a big fist, it is whose fist is.

Although these saints have not had a very large difference in strength, they are still far behind. Those who practice are younger, their strength is slightly weaker, and those who practice for a long time will have a stronger strength.

However, no one can let go of this Class A training room.

Seeing everyone's eyes with Mars and even challenging eyes, Su He quickly waved his hand and said, "There is my house here, so I won't participate in your battle."

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Then, the voices of opposition came wildly,

Su He was stunned. This was a trick. Why did he say this? It would be better to go back to his room honestly, lock the door, and practice quietly.

Seeing that the field was full of gunpowder, any saint-son-level figure who had reached the fourth level was unwilling to give up. At their level, their strength only determines the battle time and cannot decide the outcome. And a few young saint-sons had their strength at the peak of the third level, but their strength was still a little worse. After all, there were many 4-level figures on the field, crossing a large realm, and they were still the kind of genius who could not beat them at all.

(End of this chapter)
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