Chapter 1537: The Seven Stars of the Northern Territory Suddenly Attend the Meeting, and the Strange Regeneration May Be Shocking

"My clan's half-saints are also going. After all, this is an excellent opportunity!"

Tianmeng, virtual mirror gathering.

This illusory conference, structured by the power of the virtual world, covered almost the entire Northern War God's Sky.

It can be said that as long as the families, sects, and forces that have a foothold in the Northern Territory are larger, they are considered members of the Tianmeng.

The Tianmeng is extremely loose. It is both a fighting organization and a salty organization.

There are no tasks, no points, no talk of contribution, and no talk of other miscellaneous things.

Only meetings!

The purpose is to exchange intelligence and jointly defend against enemies outside the Northern Territory!

Of course, in most cases, there are not that many enemies in the Northern Territory, so there is usually just chatting here.

Anyone can open a virtual mirror party anytime and anywhere, even while eating, drinking tea, squatting, or having insomnia.

The premise is that your cultivation is too weak, and there happens to be no serious business at the party.

At this time, the Tianmeng Virtual Mirror Gathering ushered in a long-awaited climax.

On weekdays, there are only about ten people online at most, but at this time, the number of people attending the meeting at the same time surprisingly reached three digits.

In front of a virtual long table, there were many vague figures sitting there.

It's hard to tell the difference between Taixu and Half-Saint. Everyone has the right to speak and everyone can express their dissatisfaction. It seems to be one of the few places of freedom.

What everyone was discussing was the "Order to Request the Holy Spirit" which had just been promulgated by the Holy Temple, but had caused a turmoil in the five regions.

"You still hold back and say that my half-saint family also went there, without any hesitation!"

"It belongs to my clan."

"So is my pie."

"Isn't that right? It's rare for the Holy Temple to have an 'invitation'. This is just and legitimate. You won't be held accountable, and you won't have the great experience of being a saint... The queen of our clan who was canonized has been imprisoned for more than seventy years. , I have become like a man in a cave, it’s been a long time since I let my breath go!”

"Why are you so bold? Be careful what you say! The Holy One cannot be insulted!"

"Haha, feel free here. I'm his grandson, so I'm not afraid."

"Ah, are there any semi-saints in the big family, am I the only one in the family?"

"New here? Then I know which clan you are from. Our clan is near your clan."

"Well……"

Groups of people gathered together to discuss, each discussing his or her own topic, and it was quite lively.

Not long after, a loud voice suppressed the heated discussions of hundreds of people:

"Let me tell you!"

Suddenly everyone stopped talking and looked around, extremely surprised:

"Beifeng Sanren?"

"Hey, Half Saint is here. Didn't Half Saint Beifeng go to the ruins to play?"

"Hehe, our half-saint wants to invite you, but he can't wait to go in first. The invitation is on the way, and he wants to invite the Sanren to meet again at the ruins for a drink... Well, the content is said, it seems to be an invitation No need to send the post?”

"Do you have any advice from Bei Feng Sanren to our little Taixu? I'm hesitating whether to enter Ranming Tea House or not."

"Go! No need to hesitate, another one comes in!"

"What you say makes a lot of mistakes."

"Misfortune comes from the mouth."

"Come, read with me, the ruins of the God-Slaying God, the inheritance of the God-Slaying God..."

The arrival of the Semi-Saint obviously pushed the virtual mirror party to a new climax.

The illusory long table continued to lengthen and began to rotate. There were many more seats around it, and many people joined it.

The Tianmeng did not limit the number of people from one faction who could attend the meeting. After all, this was the Xian... Tianmeng.

Sometimes, Insomnia secretly joins in, and you can even hear that for convenience, the senior executives of a certain powerful family in far away places are discussing the genocide plan in the virtual mirror gathering that will make people suffer from insomnia.

Beifeng Sanren is one of the few San cultivators and semi-saints who are not concerned about family power!

He has witnessed too many absurdities in the virtual mirror party. Of course, he has also witnessed the growth of this party from small to large, and he has great affection for this place.

He has a cheerful personality, is outgoing, and has no airs at all. All the forces are willing to make friends with him.

The actual situation is...

Who dares to offend a semi-saint?

He is still a loose cultivator and a half-saint, which is extremely outrageous!

Ever since, in this virtual mirror gathering, the prestige of the Beifeng San people was very high, and they were once pushed to the leader level - everyone thought so, and the Beifeng San people would never dare to do so.

He was willing to share.

This time, he came in with even greater intelligence:

"If you ask me, asking for a holy order is a trap. I'm here to warn everyone, don't just go to the muddy waters of the Holy Temple and the Holy Slaves just for a moment of pleasure. People will die!"

The people at the long table meeting suddenly laughed:

"Then San Ren, you're late."

"Everyone who should enter has entered. If you don't tell them if they don't know how to enter, they won't enter. After all, we are used to living at home."

"I heard that not only the Half-Saint Circle in the Northern Territory is in turmoil, but the Half-Saints in the Eastern Territory and Southern Territory are also ready to move!"

"What kind of Half-Saints can there be in the Eastern and Southern Regions? They are less than a fraction of the number of Half-Saints in our Northern Region."

"Ah? The place where the semi-saints imprison themselves, the northern region where they imprison themselves, can be said to be so fresh and refined?"

"Hahaha, if you can break your wrist with the Holy Temple, you are awesome, you can imprison yourself in this family; if you can't break your wrist, go to hell and move to the Northern Territory to fight against the rift in another dimension... Ah, it feels like Here we go...the red garment will last forever!"

"I feel it coming too... Once a Northern Territory person, always a Northern Territory soul!"

"If you can't get out, you can't get out. Stop beating around the bush and show your loyalty, you face!"

"It's not absolute. Qi Duan Forbidden can take you out, but the Holy Temple can't reach that far. We have an example here."

"Hey! I'm new here, what everyone is discussing..."

"Oh? New kid, have you signed the contract? Remember to reveal what you heard at the Xu Jing party. Tomorrow you will obtain the rare qualification of Face Saint! Everyone in your family has it!"

"Stop torturing the newcomers, Old Zhao... Newcomers, remember, if you don't want to die, just shut up. Otherwise, you won't have to wait until tomorrow. Beifeng Sanren will have to interview you when you log off."

"After all the hardships, have you finally reached Taixu? Welcome to the world of Taixu. Congratulations on waking up from your dream and starting the next round of nightmares! Jiejiejiejie..."

"To Taixu, the real world! If you don't become a saint, you will always be a slave!"

"Haitang'er, my boss wants you to stand up and speak with your flowery hometown!"

"...Saint, the Saint of the Holy Emperor...well, starting."

"Uh, are you really here? Haha, I was joking just now. I am from the Puxuan Jiang clan in the Northern Territory... Well, are there any quotas for me to enter the Seven-End Ban? I also want to see the scenery of the outside world... …”

"Stop arguing. Didn't you see that Beifeng Sanren's head is about to split open? Let him say something. He is a semi-saint after all."

"Yes, the Holy Spirit cannot be insulted. You have already taken it..."

The Bei Feng San people were dizzy hearing the chatter.

This is the problem with virtual mirror gatherings. Once there are too many people, all birds will be exposed.

After the conversation started, the next sentence became more and more flirtatious, and I couldn't stop at all.

What can be said and what cannot be said is poured out at once, regardless of whether there are new people present.

Who wiped the butt last?

They are still the semi-saints guarding the rear!

Although it can also be regarded as a little fun to have fun, hehe...

Of course, Beifeng Sanren would not get angry because of this. After the excitement cooled down and everyone gave him the half-saint face to calm down, he said:

"Xu Xiaoshou is not a good person."

"Even if he doesn't die in the ruins of the God-Slayer, he is too vindictive. If he comes out later, he will definitely beat you up."

"Whether or not you want to kill your half-saint is another matter. With his temperamental personality, your baby will definitely not be able to keep it."

"Hey, that makes sense!" Discussions started again at the long table.

Beifeng Sanren did not stop this time and continued:

"Also, it's okay that your half-saint is mediocre. If you were stronger in any aspect and could really send him away in the ruins, the end would be even worse."

"Seizing the Tao! This is it! What you are seizing is the Tao of the ancestor god's destiny. If he comes out, won't he fight with you?"

"Oh, you won't die in the ruins of the God-Slayer. You can feel good about defeating him with half a move and send him away in the chaos."

"But back in the Five Domains, he is full of tricks and extremely powerful methods. He can only use half of his hundred moves. Which half-saint clan has the confidence to be able to catch it?"

"No, are you confident that you won't die?"

After a few words, hundreds of people were silenced.

The virtual mirror gathering rarely became quiet. Even if everyone's faces were blurred, they could still see a somewhat condensed emotion. They were thinking as follows:

"Oops."

"My clan's half-saints were only too busy to have fun and have fun at the first moment, and they forgot to just enjoy the consequences of this attack!"

But after a second thought, I quickly let go.

Who can cultivate to the level of semi-saint? Who is a fool?

Unless this time they are determined to express their gratitude to the Holy Temple and compete for a place in the world, otherwise they are probably just going to the Ranming ruins.

Are you looking for a fight with Xu Xiaoshou?

fart! Turn your head immediately when you hear the news!

Going somewhere is not just fun, why do you have to fight and lick the butt of the Holy Temple?

"I forgot to turn off the fire at home. I'll take a look first."

"I also……"

"Then I also..."

There are still many people who directly cut off contact and went back to report to their own Half-Saints, or to take care of their own Half-Saints from other clans.

The half-saint is not at home?

It doesn't matter, this won't delay my loyalty!

The Northern Territory is not about fighting and killing, it is about worldliness, and a hot face is used to stick to a cold butt!

"Beifeng Sanren came here just to talk about this?" Someone also laughed and said, "As long as you are smart, you won't not be able to see through this layer."

"Presumptuous! Why are you talking to Beifeng Half Saint?"

"You kid, you really think you can talk arrogantly through a virtual mirror gathering, don't you? You'd better not let me, Beigui Sect, find your family address!"

"I, the Mengluo Yang family, are also part of it. Do you really think Beifeng Sanren is easy to talk to, so why do you just slap your nose in the face?"

"Send your name and let me teach you a lesson!"

"Okay!" Beifeng Sanren waved his hand to interrupt these people who were showing their gratitude, and said helplessly: "Actually, that's not what I'm mainly talking about. It's just, how should I say it?"

After a brief pause, he said in a thoughtful tone:

"I just have a feeling, maybe it's because the Holy Order hasn't been issued for so long, and it comes so unexpectedly. Is there any trap?"

"Or maybe the Five Domains Half-Saint has been imprisoned for so long, and now his whole brain is on fire. Just because of Xu Xiaoshou, he always feels that something is strange... Well, I can't explain clearly."

Beifeng Sanren clicked his tongue twice, shook his head and said: "It's just a feeling."

"Half-holy feeling."

"The whim of a half-saint."

"The half-saint's ability to predict things 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 in the midst of 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 Longevity Half Saint. They are both big killers who mix in the frontline battlefields where extra-dimensional space is most frequently opened!

The Seven Stars of the Northern Territory, perhaps 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 runs day and night was built by the seven bosses and a group of Taixu at the suggestion of the leader of the Tianmeng.

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, Beifeng Sanren was so stunned that he 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, leader!"

The people at the long table uttered awe, and restrained the strong flattery from the meeting just now. 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 an extremely heavy tone:

"There is a big problem at the site of the God-killing Priest."

"Everyone should return home and return to their clans 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 anyone who violates 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."

Old Sang stood quietly, his face full of gloom.

The people behind him followed his sight and saw a battlefield in the distance, with traces of destruction by the spirit refiners everywhere.

The spirit essence of the thunder system, the spirit essence of the gold system, the spirit essence of the water system...

The broken spirit tools, clothes, magic beads, the common broken limbs and debris...

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

The big guy looked again and again, but didn't find anything strange: "Boss, what is the problem you are talking about?"

The main attention of the people behind him was still on the transmission of the God's Destiny Star in turn, so how could they care about finding faults?

Yes, they have walked out of the volcano.

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

It's fine if he went out by himself, but he also brought everyone and all the God's Destiny Stars to show off in the city.

It's like a donkey kicking his head...

But this is Fenqin Zhuhe, it's the holy slave Wuxiu, he has an order, just follow it without thinking.

What I see must be the surface.

The boss definitely has his own thoughts!

Sang Lao retracted his gaze solemnly: "We shouldn't have come out..."

He looked into the distance.

Occasionally, some figures flew by in the distance.

Just like what they had encountered on the road, everyone's goal seemed to be the same, that is, to go to the same place...

"Ah?"

As soon as Sang Lao said this, everyone's brains buzzed, "What do you mean?"

Swish!

Sang Lao said no more, and appeared in the ruined pile of rocks after the war.

The people behind hurried to catch up.

There is still a difference between looking at it from outside the battlefield and looking at it from inside.

At least.

The smell of blood is more than one degree stronger!

These scattered limbs and corpses are also strange and grotesque, adding a bit of creepiness...

"Wait!"

Everyone's pupils suddenly trembled, looking at the blood and corpses on the ground, and a look of extreme fear surged on their faces.

"Corpse?"

"How could there be a corpse in the Ranming Ruins?" ()