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"Ahem, Fellow Daoist Song doesn't know something."

"Although the World Gathering card has great effects, it also has a terrible price."

"As far as I know, anyone who has used up the World Gathering card will die!"

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows:

"Why?"

Li Zhan said:

"If there is something in the world, there will be something to be paid back, and if there is a shortage, there will be fullness."

Song Qingshu still raised his eyebrows:

"Can't understand."

Li Zhan's face darkened, quite ugly and embarrassing.

Ancestor Pengshan watched the three people in front of him discuss in full swing for him, and couldn't help but smile: "Song Daoyou, you'd better listen to me."

Song Qingshu nodded:

"Please."

Patriarch Pengshan said with a smile:

"In this world, for some reason, everyone believes that the power of cause and effect exists in the dark."

"And casual cultivators do many unrighteous things, and they are afraid of being reincarnated by heaven."

"Later, the casual cultivators gathered all the power to create such a token, saying that they could gather the luck of the casual cultivators here."

"After I use up this token, I will bear the karma of others, so I will die."

When Li Zhan and Tang Xun heard this, the expressions on their faces were also wonderful and complicated.

Among the few people present.

Only Song Qingshu remained indifferent.

"Reincarnation? Is this the law of the world?"

"Maybe, the Dao Law of the World is influenced by the Three Thousand Heavenly Dao in the Samsara Lake..."

"It seems that after the matter of the Black Feather Evil Sect is resolved, we really have to go back and take a look."

Thinking of this.

Song Qingshu stopped talking nonsense.

He slowly got up on the wooden chair, glanced at the three people in front of him, and said with his lips: "The ancestor of Pengshan is responsible for fighting against the black feather evil sect."

"Tangmen Valley and Fengjian Villa are in charge of fighting against Tianyumen and Heisha Pavilion."

"Three, please take care of everything!"

After saying that, Song Qingshu cupped his fists at the three of them with a solemn expression.

Chapter 340 Your Sword Is A Little Soft

Because some people in the world have common interests.

So there is the word alliance in the world.

Although Song Qingshu has never declared it.

But the few of them have become the allied army against the Black Feather Evil Sect.

And among the few people present.

It has not yet been precisely appointed who is the commander of the alliance against the Black Feather Evil Sect.

But invisibly.

Regardless of whether it is Tang Xun, the old owner of the Tangmen Valley.

It was also Li Zhan, the former owner of Fengjian Villa.

Or the ancestors of Pengshan, who are free and unrestrained.

All three of them regarded Song Qingshu as the person in charge of this operation.

Because he has such strength.

Moreover, the certain temperament emanating from Song Qingshu makes people involuntarily choose to surrender to him...

Hearing about Song Qingshu's appointment.

The few people in front of Song Qingshu clasped their fists in response, and then they each left the tent to be busy with tomorrow's big event.

Encircle and suppress a sect that has survived for a long time.

No matter which world it is in, it is a shocking thing.

Mobilization on the eve of departure.

Specific planning of offensive routes.

The number of attacking people is geometric.

If you fail, is there a way out? If you succeed, should you pursue it?

How deep should the pursuit be, and how many people should be killed?

These things are equally big things.

So this night.

It will be a sleepless night for Tangmen Valley, Fengjian Villa, and even casual cultivators all over the world.

However, it was not the case for Song Qingshu.

Because he is only one person.

Conquest, killing, pursuit, failure, and even death.

Whether it is honor or danger, he bears it alone.

Because it is a single action.

So now he can admire the bright moon and be drunk in the wind and dust.

Because tomorrow's battle may be very tiring.

So Song Qingshu didn't drink wine to admire the moon.

He just shrunk his back on the wooden chair, relaxed his frown, and fell asleep sitting up.

The night is as seductive as water, and there is a breeze blowing on Lingxi Mountain from time to time.

The breeze occasionally lifted the curtain of the tent, sending a slight cold wind, which made Song Qingshu sleep restlessly.

However, no matter how unstable you are, you will eventually fall asleep.

No matter how worried about tomorrow.

The bright sun of tomorrow is still high in the sky.

Dispel confusion and darkness.

Bring light and hope.

of course.

Sometimes.

It also brings death.

……

is the day.

As the most powerful affiliated sect under the account of the Black Feather Evil Sect, the Black Steel Army naturally has its own extremely strict system.

Nascent Soul powerhouses are better.

It's just the monks of Jindan or even below Jindan.

In the sect of the Black Steel Army, they are busier than animals.

The sky is still bright.

All the monks must contribute to the growth of the Black Steel Army.

Someone practiced a sword, and the sword intent pierced through the air.

Some people practice palms, and the palms are surging and boundless.

Some people practice their body, and their footwork is clear and lofty.

The Black Steel Army is different from other sects standing on a flat ground.

It stands on a peak.

Fengjiao opened the first line of defense with ordinary monks at the sixth level of Jindan.

There are various formations arranged on the defense line.

The monks cooperated with the formation, even those with the eighth level of Jindan were incomparable.

Going up is the peak waist.

Here is a group of infantry in black steel armor.

The weakest of each infantry is also the eighth level of Jindan.

And it has passed the test of blood and fire countless times.

If this group of more than a hundred black steel infantry unites their hands, they can easily take down the Nascent Soul second-tier powerhouse.

A few hundred meters further up the waist of the peak.

Here are the proud divisions of the Black Steel Army.