Chapter 170 (1/2)
After the first war with the dark organization, tianqianzong entered a stage of rapid development. With sufficient material support, Luo Ming devoted himself to restoring the array.
As Xiao Tianfeng thought at that time, tianqianzong needed an opportunity to develop rapidly.
The World War I of wujizong relics was not very quiet. In addition, the World War I of dark organization and feiyumen did not last long, but the impact was huge.
After all, feiyumen is the leading force in the western region. Many people pay attention to their every move, not to mention that this action is led by Ding Yushang, a famous beauty in the mainland.
Coupled with Simon's sharp publicity, the names of tianqianzong and Xiao Tianfeng quickly spread out.
Simon sharp was filled with joy when he saw that several students came to vote every day.
”Have you heard that there is a tianqianzong not far from Feiyu gate, which may have been established by the strong in our college!”
”I haven't heard of Xiao Tianfeng's name, but it's really worth exploring.”
”Eighty nine is not far from ten. I'm afraid the indigenous forces in the Moro world don't dare to set up a sect near the Feiyu gate!”
”Go, go...”
Countless such voices spread out in the west of the moron world, and countless students began to gather there.
For these ordinary students, what great opportunities do they not see in the Moro world, but they experience all kinds of dangers at all times. At the moment, if someone is willing to give a shout, naturally countless people will respond.
Somewhere in the Moro world.
A little fat man was recovering from hiding in the temporary cave. His broken clothes and pale face were telling about the difficult battle between them.
It's just a little scary that at the moment, the narrow cave is filled with rich dark attribute aura, dozens of dark magic cores are scattered on the ground, and the pure magic Qi is slowly escaping from it.
The fat figure seems to be a bottomless hole, constantly and quickly absorbing the magic gas in the hole. With the passage of time, the momentum of the fat figure continues to rise, and the cold atmosphere becomes more and more rich.
”Fat man, do you know what I got just now?” a vigorous figure appeared in the cave, and the simple voice couldn't wait to come out.
The sitting fat man suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the simple and honest boy in front of him, and rolled his eyes silently: ”damn strong, fat man, fortunately, it's not a breakthrough, otherwise your voice must make fat man crazy!”
After complaining, the fat man asked suspiciously, ”what's the good thing that can make you look like this?”
”There is a tianqianzong three hundred miles away from Feiyu gate!” Dazhuang's eyes twinkled with excitement.
”Tianqianzong, was it founded by people from our college?” Qian xiaopang's face took a trace of joy.
”Their patriarch's name is Xiao Tianfeng!”
”Ah, boss? Shit! Go, go!”
”Bang!” ”ah!” Qian xiaopang jumped up and put his head on the top of the cave. A loud noise echoed in the cave with a scream.
In a deep forest near the southern part of the boundary of morluo, more than a dozen figures are resting, with countless corpses scattered around, and the strong magic Qi slowly dissipates from it.