Chapter 882: The Three True Monarchs Arrive

If the time array was not stable enough, this secret room would have been blown up.

"It's so powerful!" Lin Hao was surprised.

The Ben Lei Sword has undergone a mutation.

Finally, the fluctuation gradually stabilized, and the sword soul inside also tended to be quiet.

Lin Hao tried to control it, and found that he could control it freely, and the sword didn't feel repulsive to him.

This made him secretly relieved, he was really worried that the addition of Demon Sword would make Ben Leijian deny its master.

After a brief probe, Lin Hao said in surprise: "The late four-star sword soul is comparable to the real person of the four robberies!"

He didn't expect that the strength of this sword alone could reach such a level. You must know that the top ten peerless geniuses on the ghost list are only against real people from the Four Tribulations.

"Xiao Lei, are you still there?"

Lin Hao tried to shout.

There was no response from the other party, but after careful inspection, Lin Hao discovered that the nature of the sword soul had changed, and it was no longer Xiaolei from before.

Xiao Lei merged into the sword soul of Demon Sword, and the two sword souls seemed to merge into one body in a strange way, becoming a new sword soul.

Looking at the Benlei Sword, which has changed greatly in appearance and sword spirit, Lin Hao thought in his heart that it can no longer be called the Benlei Sword, and should be renamed.

"It's as black as ink, and the magic thunder blends, why not call it, the magic thunder sword!"

Lin Hao thought about it and decided on this name.

"Molei Sword, can you hear me?"

Lin Hao shouted, a four-star late-stage sword soul, no matter how you say it, has wisdom.

"I can hear you." A faint voice came.

The sound was very strange, a bit like Xiaolei, and a bit like a magic sword, which made Lin Hao confused.

"receive!"

Lin Hao let out a low cry, and put the Demon Thunder Sword back into the scabbard.

In any case, this sword was refined by him, connected with his soul, and controlled by him, that's enough.

Losing the Demon Sword and Xiao Lei, and gaining an extra Demon Thunder Sword, I don't know if it is good or bad.

"By the way, today is the sect's annual meeting, so I'm going to miss it!"

Lin Hao suddenly remembered, and hurried out the door.

Long You sat cross-legged at the door, and when he saw Lin Hao leaving the gate, he immediately stood up.

"Lin Hao, hurry up, they called to gather two hours ago, let's go quickly, or we will miss it!" Long You shouted anxiously.

"good!"

The two hurried towards the square in the center of the Spider Hall.

It's a pity that when they arrived, the place was already empty, and there was nothing left, only a group of handyman disciples and a few people who quit halfway.

"My God, it's too late!" Long You's face turned pale.

"Lin Hao!" A disciple recognized Lin Hao.

"Excuse me, where will the Zongmen annual meeting go?" Lin Hao asked quickly.

"Zhongzhou, a secret territory 20,000 miles south of Centipede Hall, it's too late now, it will officially start at night, and it's useless to go there." The man said.

At the speed of the inner sect disciples, it would take half a day to get out of the Ghost Crying Forest. Even if you take the interstate teleportation array, it will take a total of one day to get back and forth, which is already too late.

"Thank you!"

Lin Hao cupped his hands, then grabbed Long You and ran towards the outside of the Spider Hall.

Looking at Lin Hao and Lin Hao who were in a hurry, the disciple sighed: "I was not in a hurry before. What's the use of being anxious now, it's too late."

After Lin Hao left the spider hall, he shouted, "Sword out!"

"call out!"

The Demon Thunder Sword was unsheathed, suspended in mid-air, and then expanded to five meters in length.

Lin Hao and Long You sat cross-legged on the sword.

"Lin Hao, when did you start flying with the sword again? This speed is not as fast as our own!"

Long You asked strangely.

At their level, people's speed is often much faster than swords.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the magic thunder sword that was sitting down disappeared in place with a "swish". With just one breath, he could move a large distance, almost as fast as the elder!

"My god! What kind of speed is this!?" Long You turned pale with shock.

The speed of the Demon Thunder Sword is faster than that of the Four Tribulations Daoist,

It takes half a day for them to get out of the Ghost Crying Forest, but it only takes an hour for the Demon Thunder Sword.

An hour later, Lin Hao arrived at Baizong City on the Demon Thunder Sword, and came to the front of the interstate teleportation array.

Long You was shocked, when did Lin Hao create such a powerful flying sword?

After paying the spirit stone, there was a flash of light, and when the two reappeared, they had already arrived in a certain city in Zhongzhou.

"Go to Centipede Hall!"

Lin Hao controlled the Demon Thunder Sword and continued to fly south, heading towards the Centipede Hall.

To the south of Centipede Hall, there is an open plain.

All the participating disciples of the five main halls, as well as the elders who enforced the law, gathered here, tens of thousands of people.

The law enforcement elders of each sect's annual meeting are the elders of the punishment department of the five major sects, so Liu Hu and Lei Xiao are fortunate to join them.

"Hmph! Lin Hao didn't come this time, otherwise, he would have died at the hands of both of us." Liu Hu gritted his teeth.

"It's a pity, Jiu Lei's revenge can only be reported in another day." Lei Xiao said with some regret.

The hall masters of the five main halls gathered together, and the five of them pressed their palms on the ground, only to see an illusory space door rising from the ground.

Within this space is the secret realm leading to the Zongmen Annual Meeting.

"Enter the secret realm!" the hall master of Centipede Hall, Master Xiefeng, said loudly.

"yes!"

Everyone filed in towards the gate of space.

Sudden!

A group of huge black shadows appeared in the distance, getting closer and closer, and arrived here in just an instant.

Master Xiefeng looked up, his pupils constricted immediately.

"Tianhuang Zhenjun, Xingtian Zhenjun, plus Wanjian Zhenjun, the three major Zhenjun, and masters from all sects!"

Everyone in Wan Guizong gasped.

So many peerless powerhouses, what are they doing here?

"Wan Guizong, long time no see!"

True Monarch Wanjian smiled slightly.

Master Xiefeng, as the head of the Centipede Hall, has the highest status this time, he took the initiative to step forward, cupped his hands and said, "I don't know what's your business here?"

"It's nothing serious. I heard that the White Bone Master came from your Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect, so I came here specially to visit your sect's annual meeting and see what kind of sect can give birth to such a demon as the White Bone Master. I don't have any opinions." True Monarch Wanjian laughed.

True Monarch Wanjian's disciple was murdered by Real Man Bone, and he was placed in another auction at the last auction. He already felt resentful. This time, I am afraid that coming here is not just a simple visit.

The faces of the Wanguizong people suddenly darkened, and they naturally knew that the situation was not good.

"Haha, don't be upset, I'm just here for a friendly visit. I don't have any other intentions, so I probably won't refuse!" Xingtian Zhenjun also laughed.

His son Xing Lei disappeared inexplicably, and all the people under his command died in the Void Secret Territory, so he also transferred his hatred to the real bone bone.

The white bone real person couldn't catch it, so they made an appointment to come to Wanguizong to test it out.

Friendly visit? Ghost letter!