I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1610.5

[Chapter 1537: The seven stars from the Northern Territory suddenly attended the meeting, and their strange rebirths were shocking (2/2)]

“Half-holy feeling.”

“The whim of a half-saint.”

“The half-saint’s ability to predict ahead of time!”

“The semi-saint’s supreme and absolute prediction…”

After hearing this ambiguous response, the people at the long table were speechless and there were also a lot of flattering voices.

Who would have thought that amidst these flattery sounds, the arrogant speaker who just spoke out was also surprised and said again:

“What a coincidence, I also had this premonition, that’s why I didn’t accept Ai Cangsheng’s request for a holy order. Chang Yi and the others didn’t listen to my advice and directly chose to enter the ruins… Beifeng Sanren, how do you feel? Can you tell me in detail? listen?”

brush!

In an instant, the entire virtual mirror gathering was completely silent.

Do you feel it too?

What level are you and what is your status as a Beifeng Sanren? Do you dare to say such things?

You still call Emperor Cangsheng by his real name!

You are simply being extravagant!

Still have a long legacy…

etc!

A lasting legacy?

The war madman of the Seven Stars in the Northern Territory, the semi-saint who remains forever?

“Well……”

There were dozens of uh-huh sounds at the virtual mirror party, and they hesitated for a long time, unable to say anything.

Brushing, brushing, brushing…

All of a sudden, a dozen people were disconnected at the same time.

If we count them carefully, they all just stepped on this arrogant person in order to flatter Beifeng Sanren…

Oh, more than one kick.

“Comrade?”

Beifeng Sanren was happy.

These guys are insulting the saints. They just say that trouble comes from their mouths. Now it is estimated that more than ten families are going to panic. “May I ask your Excellency?”

“This is Holy Pei Zai.”

“Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao Half Saint, Pei Zai, Half Saint of the Seven Stars of the Northern Territory?” Beifeng Sanren was stunned for a moment, and there was a hint of awe in his words, “You are not on the front line…”

“Go back home and take a rest.”

“Oh, rest well, rest well, oh yes, what I just said is…”

There was a loud noise at the virtual mirror gathering.

Xiaoyao Half-Saint, this person is as famous as the Northern Territory War Mad Relic Half-Saint. They are both big killers who mix in the frontline battlefields where extra-dimensional spaces are most frequently opened!

The Seven Stars of the Northern Territory, perhaps very few people in the Holy God Continent have heard of it.

But this is because these seven half-saints have been on the battlefield for many years and have no time to come out.

Why was Tianmeng established?

Not because a group of people need to come here to start a salty fish chat, but because the initial frontline battlefield requires a place where messages can be sent in a timely manner.

As a result, a Taixu world that was running day and night was built by the seven bosses and a group of Taixu at the suggestion of the leader of the Tianmen Alliance.

The Seven Stars of the Northern Territory were the first batch of Sky Alliance people.

The Tianmeng at that time was the real Tianmeng, inheriting the bloody spirit of the Northern Territory War God Tian in its bones!

Today’s Tianmeng…

Well, don’t mention it.

As the old saying goes, “If there are no Seven Stars guarding the front line, how can we have the gentleness of Yujing?”

This is evaluation.

An explanation of the current pattern of salted fish in Tianmeng.

An interpretation of the peaceful world of the other four domains after the frontline battlefield.

And, the highest praise for the Seven Stars of the Northern Territory!

now……

According to the words of Xiaoyao Half Saint Pei Zai, Zhan Kuang Changyi, who is also one of the Seven Stars, has entered the Ranming Ruins to stop Xu Xiaoshou?

No!

What he said was “them”…

Maybe, many of the fighting semi-saints on the frontline battlefield also want to visit the Ranming ruins?

Beifeng Sanren are also half-saints.

As a half-saint, he can boast even more than ordinary half-saints. After all, becoming a saint as a casual cultivator is also a beautiful legend.

But compared to semi-saints like the Seven Stars of the Northern Territory, it’s like Jiang Buyi to the Ten Seats.

After hesitating for a long time, Bei Feng Sanren completely forgot the “feeling” he was about to say and was completely unable to say a word.

“No need to feel it!”

At this moment, a blurry figure condensed at the head of the long table where Xu Jing gathered.

“I’ll knock!”

“What day is today?”

Everyone at the long table exploded immediately.

How many years has it been since I saw this figure appear?

The leader of the Seven Stars in the Northern Territory, the first pillar of the frontline battlefield, the single-handed founder of the Tianmeng…

“The leader is here!”

“What did I see, Leader of Yansheng Alliance?”

“Welcome to the leader of the Yansheng Alliance! The Heavenly Alliance will be unified for generations to come…”

“Shut up, don’t flatter me. You want to die. You really let the alliance leader know that the Tianmeng alliance he created back then has become such a bad thing today…cough! I didn’t say anything, I am a raccoon eagle. Taught.”

“I’ve met the leader!”

“Hello, boss leader!”

The people at the long table uttered awe, and restrained the strong flattery during the meeting. They all looked very upright, as if they were all direct descendants of the God of War.

Beifeng Sanren scratched his numb scalp.

True to that sentence, what day and what kind of wind can blow these big guys back from the frontline battlefield today?

“Leader, may I ask what you mean by ‘no need to feel’?” Beifeng Sanren hesitated to speak, feeling that there was a big hole inside.

Xiaoyao Half-Saint Pei Zai also looked at him without making a sound, just as curious.

The leader of the Tianmeng Alliance, Yansheng, could not see his face, but everyone could feel that his gaze swept over everyone in the gathering one by one, and then he spoke in a very heavy tone:

“There’s a big problem at the Priest Killing Site.”

“Everyone should return home and clan immediately, and report to the semi-saints of each clan that they must not enter the ruins.”

“Remember, this is the ‘Heavenly Alliance Order’, and those who violate it will be punished!”

hiss–

There were gasps from below.

Tianmeng Order, isn’t this launched because the situation on the frontline battlefield is extremely dangerous?

Beifeng Sanren felt that his voice was a little erratic: “Dare I ask…”

…

“Boss, what happened?”

Relics of God, an intelligence worker from Fenqin’s old department, looked at the stagnant figure in front of him and spoke hesitantly.

“See for yourself.”

Mr. Sang stood quietly, his face full of gloom.

The people behind him looked along his line of sight, and saw that in the distance there was nothing but a battlefield, with traces of the destruction caused by the spiritual master everywhere.

The spirit element of the thunder element, the spirit element of the metal element, the spirit element of the water element…

Broken spiritual weapons, clothing, magical beads, common severed limbs, wreckage…

Obviously, there was a big melee here, and it was visually estimated that thirty or forty people were fighting to leave so many corpses.

The guys looked at it again and again, but didn’t find anything weird: “Boss, what is the problem you mentioned?”

The main focus of the people behind him is still taking turns to transmit the God’s Fate Star, so how can he care about finding trouble?

Yes, they are out of the volcano.

For some reason, the boss Fen Qin suddenly had a whim and said he wanted to go out to find someone.

Even if he went out alone, he brought everyone with him and took all the God’s Fate Stars out to show off in the market.

It’s like being kicked in the head by a donkey…

But this is burning harps and boiling cranes. It is a holy slave without sleeves. He has orders and just follows them without any brains.

What you see must be the surface.

The boss definitely has his own thoughts!

Mr. Sang withdrew his gaze seriously: “We shouldn’t have come out…”

He looked into the distance.

Occasionally, some figures flew by in the distance.

Just like those we met on the road, everyone seems to have the same goal, which is to go to the same place…

“ah?”

As soon as Mr. Sang’s words came out, everyone behind him was buzzing, “What do you mean?”

brush!

Mr. Sang stopped talking and appeared in the ruined pile of rocks after the war.

The people behind quickly followed.

There is still a slight difference between looking outside the battlefield and looking inside.

At least.

The smell of blood has become stronger by more than one degree!

These scattered severed limbs and corpses are also in strange shapes, making them a little more eerie…

“etc!”

Everyone’s pupils suddenly trembled, looking at the blood and corpses on the ground, with thoughts and horror on their faces.

“Corpse?”

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