Two days after Mu Ziping visited Chen Tian.

at night!

The night is coming!

The dark sky hides the black flames of the black turtle's eyes.

Most of the towns in the entire Shenmu Dynasty fell into silence with the night.

Only the sculptures of the saints in the town emitted a faint white light, reminding the monks and secular people of the divine shepherd.

Saint Master!

Protect them all the time.

However, in the imperial city of Huangzhou.

But there are unexpected situations.

Countless monks led their fellow demon clans out of their residence.

They all release their true energy, like a personal torch.

The imperial city not only did not fall into darkness, but was like daytime.

All these monks were thinking about walking outside the city.

The long team, like a white dragon, surged out of the imperial city.

They all have a common direction and are going to the Yingjie Martial Arts Field. The team looks messy but orderly.

It’s not that there is something wrong with the Yingjie Association’s martial arts field.

But the Yingjie Club is about to begin, and the Yingjie Club martial arts arena is open.

The monks and secular people can enter, and the talents who participate in the competition can also be lucky enough to live in the martial arts arena.

In order to occupy the top position, enter the martial arts field one step earlier than others.

You can even see the situation inside the martial arts field designed by the saint master earlier.

These monks were willing to move forward in the darkness.

Go to the Yingjie Martial Arts Field early and wait for the arrival of the day.

And the heroes’ martial arts venue outside the suburbs of the imperial city!

There were already a number of monks in Hedao sitting cross-legged in front of the four doors.

It was obvious that Mu Ziping and Shenmu ancestors thought of the reactions of these people and sent Hedao monks to suppress the scene.

Countless monks arrived!

They stood quietly outside the Yingjie Martial Arts Field.

Most people looked at the martial arts field with novel eyes, fantasizing about the internal situation in their minds.

They all saw the completion of the Yingjie Martial Arts Field with their own eyes.

But it could not alleviate their curiosity about the Yingjie martial arts field.

Because, completion is completion!

But the situation at that time could not match their impression of the saint in their minds.

It’s not that the scene is not grand enough!

It's just that it's grand enough to fit the power of the saint.

Therefore, even if you see the inauguration ceremony, it is not ordinary.

But for the monks of the Divine Hermitage.

Not enough!

A vision!

Inscription!

Improve the bloodline power of the demon clan!

It's magical, powerful enough.

But it does not fit their strong impression of the saint.

There must be something more shocking than the inauguration ceremony within the Yingjie Society.

With such an idea.

They all arrived early.

"Are they crazy?"

Youxiang sat speechlessly in the air and said, "The landing ceremony is good enough! Can't they satisfy their curiosity?"

She didn't plan to come at first.

After all, she still has to work hard to improve the strength of the demon clan.

But there were too many Divine Herd monks coming out, so she was a little worried.

"I'll also learn about the situation of the God-Master after leaving these days!"

Zhang Ba said meaningfully beside Youxiang: "That saint has done too many things in Shenmu."

When he left, Chen Tian only had some reputation in the top management of Shenmu.

And now he came back and found that the entire Shenmu knew about Chen Tian.

And he was named a saint!

This is the recognized name of the entire Divine Herder monk.

Zhang Ba thought about his identity as an ancestor when he was in Shenmu.

But it is just the disciples in the holy land that think so.

I want those casual cultivators to think so too!

It's simply impossible!

At most, it depends on Zhang Ba's strength and the foundation of the holy land.

When casual cultivators see him, they will call him ancestor.

However, the beginning of this title must be added with Yuanwu.

It can be seen that the casual cultivators did not respect Zhang Ba's name as the ancestor.

Just fearing Zhang Ba's strength and the power behind him.

But Chen Tian was directly respected as a saint.

In the entire Shenmu, no one can match the name of Master Chen Tian, ​​so there is no need to add a title like Yuanwu in front of it.

Of course, Zhang Ba also admitted that what Chen Tian did could afford the title of a saint.

But this gathered power!

It still surprised and surprised Zhang Ba.

You should know that the situation of the casual cultivators determines that their minds tend to be selfish.

Few forces can reap these casual cultivators by relying on their own charm or interests.

But the saint master did these things just by himself.

Zhang Ba had to re-examine Chen Tian and carefully consider his great cause of revenge.

“Does he do a lot?”

Youxiang has not checked what Chen Tian did at Shenmu.

She felt that there was no need.

After all, she just needs to know that the entire God and Hermitage is an enemy.

"a lot of!"

Zhang Ba reminded: "We must consider Chen Tian's position in Shenmu! If he cannot shake his position, if you want to use the demon clan to pry open the Shenmu hole, you will definitely fail."

Youxiang looked at Zhang Ba with some confusion.

"Senior! It's easy to understand!"

Zhang Ba patiently explained: "In the past, Chen Tian was just a mysterious strong man in Shenmu, but as he did more things in Shenmu, he became a symbol of Shenmu, and the confidence of the entire Shenmu clan. If you want to pry open Shenmu's hole, you must break the sacredness of Shentian in their hearts."

"How did I destroy it?"

Youxiang remembered the black turtle's knocking and reminding her.

So even if Zhang Ba is at a lower level than her, she will still listen to things about Shenmu.

"It's hard! But it's also very simple!"
To be continued...