In the wilderness of no one.

The figure stood still, as if waiting for something.

Time passes quietly.

A quarter of an hour later.

A stream of light flew from the sky, and a figure appeared in the air.

But he was a patrol monk who came to check the situation under the orders of the sect.

It is so remote that even if there are any strange phenomena, it is difficult to sense clearly from thousands of miles away.

Not to mention, the figure only took a short amount of breath to appear, and then all the strange phenomena disappeared immediately.

The nearby sects only sensed a slight strangeness, so they sent a monk to check the situation.

The patrol monk flew over the figure and shouted, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

He held the magic weapon and was ready to attack at any time.

In such a desolate place, there is a person standing here without moving, which is very strange in itself.

"You ask who I am?"

The figure asked, and raised his head by the way.

The patrol monk's face changed drastically.

He hurriedly fell from the sky and knelt in front of the figure and said, "I don't know that the gods are so offensive here, I hope to forgive my sins."

It is absolutely impossible to be wrong. There is a flame of light between the eyebrows, and the body is covered in brilliant light and shadow, so you can hardly see the appearance clearly. This is the god.

I actually scolded the gods, this is a serious sin!

When the monk thought of this, his whole body trembled.

The figure carefully looked at the trembling appearance of the monk and said with satisfaction for a long time: "Well, your attitude is good, which makes me feel the humility of all living beings in ancient times. I decided to give you tolerance and gifts."

The monk was stunned and had no idea what the other party was talking about in the first half of the sentence.

Fortunately, he understood the last half of the sentence.

The gods want to give themselves gifts!

This is a great opportunity.

The monk saluted repeatedly and said ecstaticly: "Thank you for your favor, I am grateful."

The figure stretched out his hand and pressed it on the monk's forehead.

"Your gratitude is so real, I've fully felt it."

As the figure said, gradually changing.

It turned into the appearance of a monk.

It is exactly the same, no difference. Even if the person closest to such a monk is to see him, he cannot distinguish the two.

The only difference is that one of the people's eyebrows is burning with a flame of light.

This seemed to have noticed the figure himself.

He reached out to touch his forehead, and the flames disappeared immediately.

Then he said, "Since you are so humble and have provided me with an identity, I will give you painless destruction. I seldom give such peaceful death to all living beings. This is your honor."

The monk was stunned.

He had no idea what was going on now.

He didn't have time to do anything, and his whole body gradually lost its vitality and turned into a gray sculpture.

The sculpture was blown by the wind, dissipated into dust and flew away all over the sky.

There is no such person as him in the world.

No.

Another one is still there.

He waved his hand.

All the magic weapons and storage bags on the ground flew into his hands.

He put away the things, closed his eyes, and carefully examined the monk's memory.

"It's not a lot of time. Gu Qingshan and Xie Guhong's eldest disciple made a big fuss in the Huangyuntian Palace to attract the attention of the gods... Well, this time is very critical. Many gods are paying attention to that sect. It's really troublesome. I can't meet them in the past..."

"It seems that I have to find a way to enter the Huangyuntian Palace."

The monk thought for a while before he rushed into the sky and rushed towards the distance.

On the other side.

The 23rd Army Camp of the Human Reserve.

It's late at night.

Gu Qingshan walked around the military camp and came to the gate of the military camp.

The monk who was responsible for guarding the magic circle checked his waist card and smiled.

"I said how unexpectedly delicious the spiritual food today is. It turns out that a new friend has come."

"It's a mistake." Gu Qingshan smiled.

"So where are you going?" asked the monk on duty.

"Go out and take a walk, after all, you are not familiar with the surroundings." Gu Qingshan said.

After hearing this, the monk on duty advised patiently: "Don't go north, there are close to other military camps, don't trespass; to the west there is a large barren mountain with nothing, but there is a market in the southeast, with several sects backed by, which is very prosperous and lively, you can go and have a walk."

"Thank you for your advice." Gu Qingshan clasped his fists.

"Yeah, go."

The monk on duty opened the magic circle and Gu Qingshan left the military camp.

He first flew to the southeast for a while, and when he noticed that there was no one around, he turned to the west.

It took half an hour to fly.

Gu Qingshan arrived at the depths of the barren mountain.

He chose an empty place, fell down, and arranged the layers of magic arrays.

Standing there and regulating his breath for a while, Gu Qingshan thought he was ready.

He put away the silver face of the Ice Cicada, mobilized all his spiritual power, and began to attack the next level of realm.

Heaven and earth sensed some signs on him and began to make corresponding changes.

The wind blew.

Dark clouds.

Thunder lights flashed in the clouds.

On the interface of the God of War, lines of small words of fireflies began to flash in front of Gu Qingshan's eyes.

"You are breaking through the Taixu realm and launching an impact on the Xuanling realm."

"The heavenly tribulation is coming, please be prepared to overcome the tribulation."

"five,"

"Four,"

"three,"

"two,"

"one,"

"start!"

boom

The lightning poured down.

Gu Qingshan stood there, his heart moved.

Two flying swords emerged from the void, soared into the sky, and slashed towards the lightning.

The sky thunder was struck by the flying sword into the lightning that escaped in all directions.

However, more thunders appeared from the catastrophe clouds and rushed towards Gu Qingshan.

Gu Qingshan's silent sword technique.

The two swords turned into afterimages flying rapidly, shuttled through the wind and thunder with all their might.

Clusters of thunder balls were poked and exploded by flying swords.
To be continued...