Chapter 322: On the 3rd, the Lieyun King's Capital Rises!

"And Zhao Zilong!"

Of course, Li Chengqian will not forget about Zhao Zilong who is about to be born!

In this battle, with so many heroes helping each other, Li Chengqian didn't believe that a mere Holy Son of the Snow Mountain could turn the world upside down!

Slightly closing his eyes, Li Chengqian began to calculate something carefully.

As the saying goes, all things are forewarned, nothing is foregone, and the battle is imminent, Li Chengqian still needs to think and plan a lot to avoid accidents!

In Lieyun King's Capital, Daxue Mountain's holy son was dressed in white, staring at the new Lieyun King who was kneeling on the ground with a gloomy face, which was the former Zhenbei King.

"You said, Li Chengqian wants to come and meet me in three days?"

There seemed to be no mood swings in the words of the Daxueshan Shengzi, but the tone was as cold as ice piercing into the heart, freezing through the heart.

"Hui Shengzi, according to the news spread by Datang, this is exactly the case!"

The new Lieyun Renwang's tone was slightly low, and his body seemed to be trembling faintly.

"Very good, my son is waiting for him!"

There seemed to be ice and snow flickering in the eyes of the Holy Son of Daxue Mountain, and the surroundings were full of snowflakes as he spoke.

At this moment, if there is a master of the other shore realm here, he will be stunned with surprise!

In a word, the snow is flying!

What a terrifying cultivation and comprehension!

But the new Lieyun King didn't feel anything, he just felt shivering, maybe it was cold, maybe it was frightened.

When the Holy Son of Daxue Mountain was gone, the new King Lieyun raised his head slightly, and it seemed that more than a dozen figures disappeared in a flash above the sky.

"Is this reinforcement from Daxueshan?"

The new Lieyun King muttered to himself.

Vaguely, the new Lieyun King could feel that three days later, there would definitely be a world-shattering battle.

boom! boom! boom!

In the depths of the remote southern wilderness,

Suddenly, bursts of terrifying sonic booms rang out from the Manzu Hall.

A tyrannical momentum powerful enough to frighten the sky suddenly soared into the sky!

"Little Barbarian King, have you succeeded?"

Outside the Manzu Hall, Gu Cang looked excited, and tears flashed in his eyes.

"Whether the barbarians can rise up depends on you, little barbarian king!"

In the barbarian garrison, the eyes of the barbarian great elder suddenly opened, and in a flash, he seemed to see through the layers of void to see through the reality of the barbarian ancestor's palace.

After a murmur, the great elder of the barbarian tribe closed his eyes again and began to practice with peace of mind.

"Has the opportunity for the rise of the barbarians arrived!"

Looking in the direction of the Manzu Temple, the third elder of the barbarian tribe seemed to feel that his aura was gradually rising.

"Little barbarian king, great elder, barbarians, hey"

In the other direction, the fourth elder of the barbarian tribe stared blankly at the direction of the barbarian ancestor hall, and unconsciously sighed.

"Little Man King, are you going to succeed?"

Feeling the more boiling breath in his body, the Sixth Elder of the Barbarian Race stood up and looked towards the direction of the Manzu Hall, with an uncontrollable excitement rising in his words.

"It's the direction of the barbarians. Southern Wilderness, barbarians, what happened? Why have there been frequent changes recently?"

In the wild city, Wei Qing stood with his hands behind his hands, looking into the depths of the southern wilderness, with a puzzled look on his face.

Since the last time the barbarian warriors were wiped out, the barbarians have never sent troops to attack the barbarian city.

On the contrary, every once in a while, there are bursts of terrifying sonic booms coming from the depths of the Southern Desolation.

It seems that some horrible existence is brewing.

Intuition told Wei Qing that there must be big movements in the depths of the southern wasteland!

"Send a message to the guards of the nearby East Factory, telling them to find a way to infiltrate the barbarians to find out information. I'm going to know why the barbarians are constantly changing recently!"

After thinking about it for a while, Wei Qing said to the guard who had been guarding the door.

"promise!"

This is not the first time that the guard contacted the Dongchang factory guard on Wei Qing's behalf, and left quickly after responding.

"I hope to find out everything in advance, hey"

Faintly, Wei Qing always had an ominous premonition in his heart.

After a long sigh, Wei Qing continued to close his eyes and began to practice with great concentration.

He knows very well that above Hua Tianyu, strength is king, no matter what moves among the barbarians, the improvement of his strength is a top priority!

Time flew by, and three days passed in a flash. On this day, Li Chengqian was wearing a brand-new dragon robe, standing with his hands behind his back, stepping into the sky, pressing down step by step towards King Lieyun.

"Sacred Son of Daxue Mountain, I'm here as promised! Come out for a while!"

While drinking loudly, the majesty of the king's way permeated the entire capital of Lieyun King.

"Li Chengqian! We finally meet!"

The Holy Son of Daxue Mountain stepped out still dressed in white, and as he spoke, the sky was filled with snow.

"Speaking out, the sky is changing! What a profound cultivation method!"

Behind Li Chengqian, Yuan Tiangang narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered quietly.

kindness?

Hearing Yuan Tiangang's words, Li Chengqian couldn't help but frown slightly.

The stronger the Daxueshan Son's strength, the more unfavorable it is for him!

"Holy Son of Daxue Mountain, this is the first time I see you!"

Li Chengqian stood up proudly, and shouted in a deep voice.

"These two must be the guards on your left and right, Dian Wei and Xu Chu?"

The Holy Son of Daxue Mountain moved his eyes slightly, looking at the guard Li Chengqian, Dian Wei and Xu Chu, and asked in a cold voice.

"Exactly!"

Li Chengqian's voice was like a bell, extremely resonant.

Dian Wei and Xu Chu are his pride, and Li Chengqian is proud of Dian Wei and Xu Chu!

"very good!"

The Son of Daxue Mountain looked at Dian Wei and Xu Chu with cold killing intent.

His tone was even more indifferent.

Dian Wei and Xu Chu once teamed up to kill Ye Hong, the Ninth Elder of the Inner Sect of Daxue Mountain!

Only in this way can the Son of Daxue Mountain never forget it!

You know, because of Ye Hong's death, Daxueshan Shengzi was also greatly affected in the sect.

For this reason, the price paid by the Holy Son of Daxue Mountain was not small.

Every time he thinks about this, the Holy Son of Daxue Mountain can't wait to beat Dian Wei and Xu Chu to the bone!

Of course, Dian Wei and Xu Chu are not good enemies, and they also have a cold light in their eyes, and they confront the Holy Son of Daxue Mountain from afar.

"Why, did the two generals of the widow leave any wonderful memories for the Son?"

Looking at the gloomy face of the Son of Daxue Mountain that was so gloomy that he could drip water, Li Chengqian made a teasing noise on purpose.

No need to think about it, the reason why the Holy Son of Daxue Mountain cares so much about Dian Wei and Xu Chu must be because of Ye Hong's death!

Therefore, Li Chengqian deliberately provoked the Daxueshan Shengzi.

"Li Chengqian, Dian Wei and Xu Chu must die today! The Nine Elders of the Inner Sect of Daxue Mountain cannot die in vain!"

Daxueshan Shengzi's mood fluctuated slightly, and his words added a terrifying murderous intent.

"Ye Hong died at the hands of the widow's tigers and bees, it's not a loss!"

With a slight smile, Li Chengqian unintentionally raised the status of Dian Wei and Xu Chu, and quietly stepped on Ye Hong by the way.

Of course, the things alluded to in it are even more intriguing.

You know, this Ye Hong is the Ninth Elder of the Inner Sect of Daxue Mountain!

It didn't hurt that he died at the hands of Dian Wei and Xu Chu, but what about the others in Daxue Mountain?

Thanks to the book friend 'Luo Ding--Weijuan Ge Lam Kernel Raw Material' for the reward~