Chapter 1409: Gathering at the Jihad (1/2)
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At the entrance to the tomb of the Good fortune Emperor, looking at the Linghuang Valley Suli and others who came back to report, Ye Yao's face that was difficult to settle was even more ugly.
Xia Qing was also worried, and he was very light-headed and asked again, ”Have you found all the places?”
Sully nodded solemnly, ”Everywhere I can get in, I have found all ...”
After all, Suli glanced at the disciples of Linghuanggu behind him.
When entering the tomb of the great emperor, he repeatedly emphasized that prejudice is prejudice, but finding people is a task assigned by Xia Qing, and we must not be lazy.
Maybe everyone in Linghuanggu is not willing to do this, but Sully's words are still a little prestige. Even if everyone is not very careful in the search process, they have definitely found it.
”If there is no inside, where will that person go?”
Ye Yao bit her lower lip, anxiously.
Immediately, Sully stared a little, and said, ”If you really want to speak, there is indeed a place that I haven't been to ...”
”where?”
Xia Qing asked quickly.
Ye Yao's eyes lit a little light.
Sully breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the two more carefully, and then spit out a few words in a deep voice.
”Creating the inner palace ...”
Inner Palace?
The hearts of everyone in this room were stunned.
And soon, the disciples of Linghuanggu shook their heads to express their veto.
”It's impossible. There is no entrance for the good fortune.”
”Yes, even if the entrance is found, there are rumors that there is no way to open the door of the inner palace.”
...
In comparison, everyone is more willing to believe that Chu Hen has left here. Even from the perspective of the disciples in Linghuang Valley, Chu Hen is dead more likely than in the imperial palace.
”Where is the Fortune Temple?” Ye Yao asked unwillingly.
However, Suli shook his head, ”I'm sorry, I don't know the exact location of the inner palace.”
Immediately, Ye Yao set his sights on Xia Qing.
Before waiting for Xia Qing to say more, a senior Fenghuang Valley disciple opened his mouth and said, ”Sister Xia Qing, the holy warrior stage has been opened, and we have been delaying a lot of time here.”
”Yeah! There really is no need to continue consuming it.”
Everyone else agreed.
The group standing behind was whispering in disdain.
”It's funny, for an outsider, wasting all of our time.”
”In my opinion, that person is mostly slipping, but I heard that all four sacred kings of the God of War Palace appeared in the palace of the Emperor of Fortune. And that guy killed the God of Dust, and where is the courage? Stay here. ”
”That makes sense ... Of course, the possibility that he is also dead is not ruled out.”
...
It can be seen that most disciples in Linghuanggu have deep grievances against Chu marks, and no one thinks of them in a good place.
Of course, these words can only secretly hide and mutter behind.
There is no loud noise in the relationship between Xia Qing.
Similarly, they will look for Chu marks once, but they will never look for the second time.
”Brother Sully, go to the holy war stage first ... I will catch up later ...” Xia Qing began.
”This?” Suli frowned slightly, feeling uncomfortable, and then looked at Huang Fuhao aside.
The latter naturally understood Suli's meaning, nodded slightly, and said to Xia Qing, ”Sister, Jihad has been open for three days, but all the Zongmen forces participating in the Jihad call have gathered in that place, maybe Chu Hen went on his own ... ”
Ye Yao also saw the difficulty of Xia Qing, she said immediately, ”Sister Xia Qing, you go to the holy war stage first! Do not rule out the possibility that Brother Chu Hen has already gone in advance ... I will go there with Noni and look for it. If I still can't find anyone, I'll go to Jihad to meet you. ”
Having said that, Ye Yao did not wait for Xia Qing to answer, Zhang hand waved at the yin and yang beast.
”Noni, let's go ...”
”Woo!”
Noni responded, one person, one beast shape, one movement, and at the same time turned into a residual image and moved away, trying to leap toward the abyss sky below.
But just the moment Ye Yao left the ground, a light air wave of ”咻 ......” whistled up.
Ye Yao hadn't rushed out five meters, and suddenly felt that his left arm was gently pressed by the steady and powerful palm.
”Wow ...”
Ye Yao was startled and hadn't responded yet. He immediately returned to his place.
”Where are you going? Am I coming back?”
The familiar voice sounded in his ear, Ye Yao's eyes brightened.
”Brother Chuhen ...”
Xia Qing is also beautiful, Huang Fuhao, Suli and others are all shocked.
Where did the other party come from?
The speed is so fast that even the breath has not been perceived beforehand.
”Brother Chuhen, where have you been? I'm almost worried about death ...” Ye Yao stretched a small face, almost crying.
”I'm sorry ...” Chu Hen patted the back of his opponent's hand gently, then looked at the summer feeling with a smile in front of him, ”I'm giving you trouble, I'm in a bit of a situation inside, delaying a lot of time . ”
Xia Qing shook her head slightly, ”It doesn't matter.”
Then Chu Chu folded his hands with Linghuanggu and said, ”Sorry, everyone!”
There was an indescribable softness in the calm and thick voice.
I do not know why, at the moment in the eyes of the people in Linghuanggu, Chu Chen's body has a unique and unique style.
This temperament is different from before.
In peace, the majesty is deterred.
There is a convincing illusion.
”It doesn't matter ...” Sully thought back.
...
”Brother Chuhen, where have you been for such a long time? I've almost turned it inside and I haven't found you.”
Ye Yao's face was aggrieved.
Chu Hen apologized and smiled, ”It won't be clear at half past one, let's go to the Jihad stage first!”
”Otherwise, don't go!” Xia Qing's red lips lightened, and Xiu Mei had a lot of seriousness.
”Oh?” Chu Henjun frowned.
At the same time, a group of disciples of Linghuang Valley not far away also showed a slight sense of disdain.
Immediately, Chu Hen understood the meaning of Xia Qing.
The jihad tower opens.
The ultimate battle is coming.
All the forces involved in the jihadist rally will come together.
These naturally include the Ares Temple.
...
Looking at Xia Qing's worried look, Chu Hen just smiled slightly, ”It's okay, go for a fun!”
”but……”
”I have something to bring back ...”
”What is it?” Xia Qing was puzzled.
Chu Chen still just smiled, and didn't explain anything, and at the same time, the calm eyes turned quietly and deep, the cold light was fleeting.
He looked up at the sky, and the Jiuxiao Sky Dome was shining in the sky, among the dazzling sky, the dragon python confronted, and the holy war broke out.
”War God Palace ... I have Chuchen!”
...
...
”Boom!”
...
Thousands of thunders and thunderous storms.
Surrounded by peaks like Tianzhu, the mountains are undulating like giant beasts.
Among the many peaks and mountains are like the stars that fell on the earth, and on the top of this peak, a magnificent tower set up like a holy war platform like the stars holding the moon.
The Jihad Platform stands on top of the mountains, which is comparable to picking the stars.
The arrangement of the sky terraces one by one is quite regular, which is better than the Tenjin Dojo.
If you look down at the sky, you will see the word ”Fengyun” engraved on each of the towers.
And, behind those two words, there are numbers engraved.
In the center of the battlefields stands the most magnificent and most spectacular jihad platform.
The battle platform traverses the width of thousands of feet, and the east and west sides stand with the giant pillars.
A giant pillar has a dragon around it, and a giant pillar has a golden python coiled around it.