Fantasy: The group leader of the opening system, the queen of counterattack!

the other side.

True Martial Continent.

Beilingzhou.

Above the extremely high sky, Xiao Hei's huge body flashed, and fell towards Zhen Wuzong who was sitting in the center of Beilingzhou.

"By the way, Brother Wan, have you heard of the Holy Soul Candle?"

On Xiao Hei's back, Ye Lang turned to look at Wan Ze, suddenly remembered this, and asked.

"Holy Soul Candle...I've heard of that before."

"It seems to be a special magic weapon passed down in ancient times..."

"But it has long been lost."

Upon hearing this, Wan Ze tilted his head and thought for a while before replying.

As a saint, Wan Ze may not be very strong, but he must have a lot of knowledge.

I have also heard about the Holy Soul Candle.

"In ancient times..."

Ye Lang was slightly taken aback, the ancient times of the Heaven Dou Starfield were about 10 years ago.

Even older than the last Soul Race invasion!
"If it has been lost long ago, could it be that the one I picked up was passed down from ancient times?"

Ye Lang thought to himself, and glanced at Wan Ze again.

"That is to say, in the current Heaven Dou Starfield, no one will refine that thing?"

"no."

"I know this is from an ancient slip. I have been in Zhenwu Continent for so many years, and I have never heard of anyone owning that thing."

"Let's not mention refining, even the sacrificial weapon master in Nanlingzhou can't."

Wan Ze recalled it carefully, nodded and said.

After hearing this, Ye Lang couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Although I have heard from the Holy Mother of the Ethereal that the Holy Soul Candle is made by offering sacrifices to the souls of saints.

But there is no refining method, and he doesn't know how to operate it.

"Speaking of the Holy Mother of the Ethereal, she should be sleeping in the soul of Yan Ran's wife, right?"

"It was lucky, and I went directly to God's Domain... According to the words in the previous life novel, I picked up an ascension for nothing!"

Thoughts were flying, Ye Lang thought to himself.

Then he came back to his senses and thought about how to solve the matter of the holy soul candle.

This thing is a sharp weapon against the soul race. If you are lucky, you can even give him a whole wave of ghost generals and saints!
I am really moved!
"It really doesn't work, I have to find the system."

"The next time you change the system, lean on this."

Several plans flashed through Ye Lang's mind, but none of them were very reliable.

The most reliable thing is to rely on the system!

Bind a system that can provide resources related to cultivation, or related to refining.

Maybe you can find a way to refine it, or even exchange it for ready-made ones.

"If this thing doesn't seem to be quite different from the traditional refining equipment, I'll go install a wave of refining masters...to get a relevant impression, maybe it will be."

Shaking his head, Ye Lang sighed to himself.

None of the sacristans would...

Even if he pretended to be, he couldn't solve the problem.

"My lord, we have arrived."

Ye Lang was immersed in his own world, Wan Ze suddenly reminded him.

Ye Lang looked up and found a mountain range shrouded in fairy mist in front of him.

There are towering peaks in it, surrounded by mysterious atmosphere.

Here, is Zhen Wuzong!
"It's quite spectacular."

"Let's go in and get straight to the point."

Ye Lang praised, there is no nonsense.

Wan Ze got up and left Xiao Hei, approaching the mountains.

"The Lord of the Yanhuang Heavenly Kingdom, come here to discuss matters."

Drumming his true energy, Wan Ze's thick and incomparable voice passed through the mountains and spread into Zhen Wuzong.

"boom!"

Soon, within Zhenwuzong, there was a surge of breath, and it appeared in front of Wan Ze's eyes the next moment.

With his hands behind his back, he looks like a master.

It's just that when his eyes caught Ye Lang, the hands behind his back were unconsciously put down.

"Brother Luo, please stay safe."

Wan Ze cupped his fists, with a smile on his face, and said.

Here, it was Luo Huang who had been to the former capital of the Dagan Empire before.

A strong late saint!
"Ah."

Luo Huang simply nodded at Wan Ze, his eyes fell on Ye Lang, and he automatically ignored Mu Yayin beside Ye Lang.

Nine-turn Great Emperor Realm...not in the eyes of Luo Huang.

"Ye Lang...now it's Ye Guozhu."

"I don't know what you can do to fight against Zhen Wuzong."

The tone of Luohuang's conversation with Ye Lang was obviously a lot more respectful.

The main reason is that when he was working hard at the beginning, he was forced to pretend not to understand, and he was almost distracted by the fusion of the great sage of the soul clan...

If it wasn't for Ye Lang's efforts to turn the tide, the grass on his grave would be very tall now.

"what?"

"You dragon... broke through the holy realm!"

"No...the last time there was a vision of sanctification in Xilingzhou...could it be it?"

While Luo Huang was speaking, he suddenly noticed that Xiao Hei under Ye Lang's feet was quite different from before.

Not only is the body bigger, but the color of the body has also changed.

More importantly, the aura is extremely noble and domineering, which is obviously not possessed by the emperor level!
"It's just breaking through a holy realm, Luohuang doesn't need to make such a fuss?"

Ye Lang glanced at Luo Huang, feeling a little strange.

Saint late-stage powerhouse...can't the pattern be bigger?
But now is not the time to pretend to be aggressive with him, Ye Lang just skipped it and went straight to the point.

"Xiao Hei's matter is not important."

"I am here this time to gather all the saints in Zhenwu Continent to discuss the fight against the soul race outside the territory."

"Extraterritorial soul race?"

"The one you said last time...has it already come?"

Should I say it or not, Luo Huang's brain is still not stupid, Ye Lang only mentioned it a little, and he reacted.

His face immediately became serious.

"Ah."

Ye Lang didn't hold back, and directly told what he knew, including the situation of Nine Heavens Continent.

"Come in with me."

"Let's go to Master Uncle to discuss this matter."

After hearing this, Luo Huang immediately took the three of them together and went to Zhenwuzong.

Passing through several towering peaks, several people directly entered a small world of Zhenwuzong.

"Master Uncle..."

Luo Huang moved neatly, came outside a cave, and opened his mouth to tell what Ye Lang said.

"Extraterritorial soul race..."

"The Heaven Dou Starfield is about to be robbed!"

After Luohuang finished speaking, an extremely old voice resounded in the cave.

"Insert the real military order and call other saints to come."

"Nine Heavens Continent and I, Zhenwu Continent, have no lips and teeth, and we can't fight against the Soul Clan without them..."

"Yes, Uncle Master!"

Luo Huang responded, and then flew out to gather the saints.

"You are... Ye Lang."

"I've heard about you... you are really amazing."

"I can't even see through the cultivation base... You come into the cave, let's discuss how to do things, how about it?"

At this time, the old voice in the cave sounded again, saying to Ye Lang.

"Oh?"

Ye Lang was slightly taken aback, and after a moment of hesitation, his figure flashed into the cave.

Just now when Luohuang mentioned the word Shishu, Wan Ze secretly explained it to him.

The person in the cave... is the grand elder of Zhenwu Zong, the sage of Zhenwu!

He is also the number one powerhouse of Zhenwuzong!
No, to be precise...

Should be the strongest in Zhenwu Continent!
Half a step to the great saint's cultivation base!

However, the true martial saint is already very old, and it seems that he is very close to the end of his life essence.

Too old to die.

But no matter how old he is, he is still a half-step great sage, and he still holds a heavy weight in Ye Lang's heart.

Inside the cave, Ye Lang appeared in figure and looked forward.

There, an old man with an extremely withered face was sitting cross-legged on the futon.