There were not many people who knew about the arrival of the Federal Military. After all, they finally landed on Tianxing Island and were covered by fog. Even if someone had seen it from afar, they were just surprised and did not know the specifics.

In the next two days, airships came to Piaomiao Taoist Court gradually increased. Most of the federal officials who came to watch the Zhanwu Pavilion Competition also landed on Tianxing Island.

Just as guests from all walks of life arrived one after another, the day of the Battle of Wu Pavilion was getting closer and closer, and the discussions were increasing in the various pavilions of Shangyuan Island, and the enthusiasm for anticipation gradually increased with the arrival of this date.

In fact, during these days, on the one hand, disciples from each pavilion were invited to help with the battle, and on the other hand, for more disciples, through the transactions with the disciples of the Zhanwu Pavilion, they all had a lot of money and made a lot of money. While they were happy, they were also very interested in this competition.

Even in secret, some people opened a market quotation, which made the entire Shangyuan Island even more lively. What is discussed on Lingwang every day is a big deal.

As for Wang Baole, he finally made a set of magic weapons he wanted to promote on the evening before the competition and completely refined and adjusted them.

Most of these magical instruments are second-grade perfect, but some are ordinary second-grade.

"It's a pity that time is too urgent, otherwise it would be perfect all second-grade, and it wouldn't be impossible." Wang Baole was very satisfied with the magic weapon he refined, especially with more than a dozen small wooden barrels in it, which was his careful eye-catching trick.

At this moment, Wang Baole felt that he would have promoted it to the extreme this time. Even if the disciples of Zhanwu Pavilion who were kicked in the crotch did not cooperate, Wang Baole had a way to promote it, so he closed his eyes and meditated with expectations and adjusted his own state.

No words all night.

The next morning, the bells of Shangyuan Island echoed, and in the center of all the hanging mountains in the air, there was a shimmering light, and a huge formation like a mirror suddenly appeared!

The formation was extremely vast, emitting a brilliant light, shaking the minds of all those who saw it. At the same time, outside the formation, there was a person standing in the air.

This man was an old man wearing a black robe and expressionless face, but his voice contained penetration and spread throughout the Shangyuan Island.

"All those who participate in the war and auxiliary war step into this formation and go to the assessment place. No one else can step into it!"

As the old man's words spread, a large number of figures immediately flew out from the suspended mountains of each pavilion, among which the most fighting in Wu Pavilion, but there were also many auxiliary people in other pavilions.

There were as many as 20,000 people, some of them were stepping on airships, but some were stepping on magic weapons such as flying swords and heading straight to the formation. When you saw a distance, there were long rainbows roaring with amazing momentum.

Everyone who saw it was moved, and once again clearly realized that this was no longer the AD, but the Lingyuan period!

Wang Baole had also walked out of the cave. At this moment, he looked at the amazing formation in the air, and his heart was extremely shocked, and he looked even more envious and excited.

This was the first time he saw so many people taking off at the same time, especially many of them who had cultivation level beyond the level of true breath. The aura on their bodies dissipated, which was shocking.

There are even many people, as the peaks of the fifth level of True Breath, they are extremely calm, and the pressure they emit is obviously beyond the other ones, and they will leave with a bang if they can destroy them.

After a few rapid breaths, Wang Baole's eyes were filled with bright light, and even blood was flowing faster. With a faint boiling, he also took out the repaired airship, stepped on it and took it directly into a long rainbow, becoming part of the cultivator in the air.

As the airship roared, Wang Baole approached the formation. Seeing that the others had no pause at all, they rushed into the formation and disappeared. His heart beat faster and hesitated. He flew like this. The moment he touched the formation, he felt a flash in front of him, as if he was penetrated from the water surface. When he appeared, he suddenly arrived at a world that he had never been to before!

The sky is still blue and white clouds, and the sword sun shines brightly, but the earth is no longer Shangyuan Island, but a land full of huge mountains!

The mountains here are very strange, with four sides, front, back, left and right, and there are as many as hundreds of them. The most amazing thing is that they are like carved in the same mold, exactly the same, even if the distance between them is exactly the same, as if they are copied.

This strange scene immediately caused an uproar among many people who entered here for the first time. As more and more people arrived, when everyone entered the formation and stepped into this place, the discussions also spread one after another.

"How are these mountains... made!"

"This should be a formation?"

"What a big deal, I have heard of it. It seems that this place is a ninth-grade magic weapon from my Piaomiao Taoist Courtyard!"

Amid the noise, Wang Baole also inhaled repeatedly. There were too many people around him. Although Wang Baole sent a message to the problematic Zhan Xiu, he could not find it for a while. Listening to the discussions of the people around him, he looked at the peaks below and faintly saw that the hundreds of peaks here seemed to be divided into five areas. But before Wang Baole could take a closer look, a sound echoed from above them.

"Don't make noise. The first to fourth floors of true breath enter the four areas of east, west, south and north respectively, and the fifth floor of true breath enters the middle area!"

The sound was like thunder, and it exploded in everyone's ears, making everyone quiet instantly. After subconsciously raising their heads, the sound of inhaling came out again, but no one dared to make noise again.

Because... above their heads, the original sky actually changed, and there were four huge stairs floating in the sky, connecting each other, forming a word of mouth!

You can see many people sitting on it, densely packed, hundreds of them. With their height, bowing their heads is enough to witness every competition held on all the peaks here!

Especially many of them have, and the pressure emitted from their bodies is extremely strong, which makes people feel shocked.

Although the distance is a bit far away, if an ordinary person, he may not be able to see the appearance of the figures on the stairs clearly. However, for the monks here, after the spiritual power condenses their eyes, they cannot see the details, but they can still see clearly.

Wang Baole's heart was shocked, and as he looked up, his eyes swept across the people on the stairs, and noticed that these people were actually divided into three parts, one of which was wearing a unified uniform and full of murderous intentions, like soldiers. As for the other two parts, Wang Baole judged that they should be senior officials of Piaomiao Taoist Court and federal officials.

Among them, Wang Baole just glanced at the sight and felt his eyes sting, as if a mortal looked up at the sun. Wang Baole was startled and quickly withdrew his gaze. He did not look at everyone carefully, but only saw clearly the few people, in addition to a big man wearing a black cloak in the military, there was also a middle-aged man wearing a red robe in other seats, which looked like the scorching sun and was extremely eye-catching.

Just as Wang Baole's eyes were withdrawn, he suddenly felt that someone was looking at him. In a daze, Wang Baole thought it was an illusion and looked over.

At this glance, he immediately saw a woman sitting next to the man in the military. At this moment, the woman was looking at him coldly, with disgust and sharpness in her eyes.

"It looks familiar... Zhou Lu?!" Wang Baole was stunned for a moment, but soon pretended to be nothing but slowly withdrew his gaze.

This woman was Zhou Lu, who used his authority to attack him and was beaten and kicked him in the fighting arena of Piaomiao City when he was on Xiayuan Island.

"I heard that she went to the military... Looking at her appearance, she seemed to recognize me? Could it be that my cheap son Lu Zihao reported the news!" Wang Baole didn't care too much. Now, as a disciple of the Shangyuan Island, he wondered if Zhou Lu could still bite him, so he snorted in his heart and ignored it.

Soon, everyone around them dispersed as required and entered different areas. Wang Baole also stepped into the East District as if nothing had happened.

But he could feel that it seemed that the eyes from Zhou Lu were always there.

"It's so annoying..." Wang Baole muttered in his heart, ignored it, opened the voice transmission ring, and sent a voice to the mysterious Zhanwu Pavilion again to the person who was going to assist him.

Although they exchanged voice transmission numbers on Ling.com, this will be the first time Wang Baole saw the other party. After talking about the location, he closed the voice transmission ring and stood there and waited.

But after waiting for a while, everyone around him had almost completed the assembly of groups, but the one he was waiting for had not arrived yet, Wang Baole was a little anxious. He thought that the other party would be tricking him.

Just as he was thinking this, suddenly, Wang Baole noticed that someone in the crowd not far away seemed to be looking at him, so he glanced at him and saw a young man standing there with an expression of tangled expression on his face as if he had eaten a flies.

"Son?" Wang Baole felt that the other party looked familiar. This person was Lu Zihao, who was kicked by him and called him father. He did not go into Lingxi Township, but obtained spiritual roots on another way and was admitted to Shangyuan Island.

Seeing Wang Baole noticed him at this moment, Lu Zihao gritted his teeth, walked step by step with a calm face, and came to Wang Baole.

"It's not you..." Wang Baole blinked.

Lu Zihao snorted, raised his chin, and didn't say anything, and his heart was also irritated. If he hadn't been here, he would have asked someone else to help him.

Wang Baole immediately smiled, looked at Lu Zihao for a moment, and couldn't help but speak.

"Come on, call me dad..."

Hearing the words "Dad", Lu Zihao's forehead suddenly bulged with veins, as if he was about to burst out. It took him a while to take a deep breath and glared at Wang Baole.

"Wang Baole, please tell me. This time I don't need you to take action. You just make up the numbers. Did you see that? Zhou Lu is on top and she is staring at you!"

"I'm going, you really informed me. Son, you are so brave!" Wang Baole glared and was about to speak, but the surroundings were gradually quiet. Wang Baole snorted and ignored Lu Zihao. He just couldn't help but glance at the stairs stands in the sky. He found that there were actually seven or eight places. After he cast his eyes on him, he was a little surprised and blinked.
Chapter completed!