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Xiang Jing didn't speak, and skipped directly to the Eighth Hall Master and the Nine Palace Master.

Yin Hao, the Lord of the Eight Palaces, looked like a child of a noble family, with an extravagance in his body, shook the fan in his hand, stood up and shook his head and said, "I went to the battlefield in the eastern part of the empire with the Lord of the Nine Palaces. The situation over there is not optimistic. When we came back, we had already broken through the first layer of defense, and there were two layers left, plus those immortal cultivators, which could only last 15 years at most."

"Perhaps worse." Xiao Jianren, the lord of the nine palaces, was a swordsman. He frowned and said, "In the battle that the first layer of defense was breached, Lord Changhong, with the strength of the peak of Void Refining, fought five sea monsters until he died. Losing a strong person at the pinnacle of refining emptiness will make it even more difficult for the Eastern Battlefield."

Huangfu Haoran nodded and said, "Hall masters who have worked so hard, go down and rest for a while, and we will talk in detail in the evening."

The seven hall masters got up one after another to pay goodbye to Huangfu Haoran, and left the hall to go back to rest, but Xiang Jing frowned and sat in his seat.

"Seven, what's the matter?" Huangfu Haoran asked when Xiang Jing frowned before leaving.

Xiang Jing shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I just feel strange."

"What's weird?"

"Where did these monsters come from? Why should they occupy our ancient world? There is no reason."

Huangfu Haoran said, "I asked you to go to various battlefields just to investigate the reason for this matter."

"But the boss," Xiang Jing said, looking at his arm. "We are still too weak after all. With our abilities, we can set foot in these battlefields at will, and we will probably have no return."

Huangfu Haoran stood up, walked in front of Xiang Jing, sighed and said, "Back then, the nine of us worshipped and formed the Hall of Heroes, so that one day we can stand at the top and become the makers of the order of the ancient world. Over the years, you have also As you can see, despite the continuous frontier warfare, the empire is still so unbearable, so if we don't act, the fear of the ancient world will really be destroyed."

Xiang Jing rubbed his forehead and said, "I am not a person who is greedy for life and fear of death. You know this, but I have a premonition. This time these unknown monsters invaded the ancient world, they will cause a A huge disaster."

"So we need to go out to stop these monsters." Huangfu Haoran patted Xiang Jing on the shoulder and said, "Seven, go back and heal the arm. Thanks for your hard work, take a good rest."

Xiang Jing nodded, got up and left the hall, returned to his room, and found healing medicine to cure his arm.

Leaning on the wall and looking at the candlelight, he sighed slowly.

The nine of them came from all corners of the world, each with different personalities, different ideas, and different abilities, but they all had one thing in common. They were deeply oppressed by the current order of the ancient world.

Since the knot of blood and blood has become an alliance, they have been siblings of different surnames, inseparable, vowing to make a big cause in the ancient world, and now the ancient world is suffering from disaster, it is a good time to become famous.

The main hall master Huangfu Haoran wants to achieve a grand plan and hegemony, as the head of the seven halls, Xiang Jing should do his best to assist him.

However, after this period of time went to the battlefield to participate in the battle and investigate in person, combining the situation mentioned by the palace masters just now, Xiang Jing found that the situation in the ancient world was far worse than imagined.

The top powers are all dispatched to resist foreign enemies. What can immortal cultivators who are not in the Golden Core Stage of their realm do? According to time calculations, if there is no way to deal with these monsters, the ancient world can only last for more than 30 years.

For more than thirty years, it may be one-third of the life of an ordinary person, but for the immortal cultivator, it is only a retreat.

In the end, all of the ancient world is based on strength. In the past thirty years, even if nine of them broke through to the concentrating stage against the sky, plus their respective abilities, they could not control the battle.

What Xiang Jing saw was a dark future in the ancient world, but Huangfu Haoran confirmed that the ancient world was not as bad as he had imagined.

"Hey"

After a long sigh, Xiang Jing fell asleep in a daze. In his sleep, Xiang Jingmeng realized that he had reached a place called Earth, and joined an organization called Qunying Temple. The world is exactly the same, but he killed them all by himself.

Why kill them?

why?

Xiang Jing himself didn't remember either.

Suddenly awakened from his sleep, sweat has soaked his clothes, and the memory in his sleep has become blurred.

Checking the time, it was already night, Xiang Jing washed his face and walked towards the hall.

Other hall masters also arrived one after another. After the nine hall masters took their seats, Huangfu Haoran said, "What are your thoughts on the next steps of the Hall of Heroes?"

Fourth Hall Master Jin Ming said, "Follow the previous plan, first go to various battlefields to inquire about the news and see if we can find a solution to these monsters."

"No, I think we should change our mindset," said Yin Hao, the Lord of the Eighth Palace. "On the main battlefield, there are the empire's army and various top powerhouses. We can only get limited things with our strength. I think we should find a way Penetrate into the empire and get more information."

Lu Buhui, the lord of the Six Palaces, said, "We are still too weak and lack an opportunity for us to truly join and participate in this war."

The hall masters had different opinions, and they all had their own ideas and opinions, and Huangfu Haoran listened patiently.

"Let's do this," Huangfu Haoran concluded, "According to our previous groupings, the soldiers are divided into four groups, respectively, to make the plan just proposed, I will go to the Imperial Capital to see if there is any gain."

Everyone had no opinion. After a few days of rest, I went to various places as planned.

Xiang Jing is still in a team with Tiemu. Their task is to obtain more detailed information about those monsters, such as their weaknesses.

Actually, Xiang Jing didn't seem to carry out this task too much. He always felt that it was meaningless to do so, but this was a plan that everyone agreed and could only be followed.

He Tiemu returned to the southern battlefield again. It seemed that after they left, several battles broke out here. According to what those soldiers had heard from chatting, it seemed that Qingyun Jianzun was injured.

What kind of powerful monster could do to make those powerful sword masters hurt, but these are not what he should care about.

Some methods were used to buy the soldiers, mixed into the military account of the guards' generals, and listened to them about the monster.

For half a month in a row, not to mention all, some gains, but this monster is stronger and more complicated than imagined, and the empire does not have much intelligence.

Xiang Jing also found a way to secretly obtain a piece of meat from the monster's corpse, and asked Tiemu to send it back to see if he could find anything, while he continued to inquire about the news.

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