Super Sect Development System

Wow——

Following a loud sound like a hammer rubbing against a wooden table, a light yellow light curtain suddenly rose from the center of the encirclement, protecting all the saints inside. Google search reading

Outside the light curtain, the Nether clan, who were charging forward like wild beasts, showed fear in their eyes, and tried their best to control their bodies and retreat back.

The Nether Clan, who could not control his body shape, plunged into the light curtain and let out a blood-piercing scream.

"Mixed Gold Formation! All retreat!"

On the Nether Tribe side, the huge black Nether Tribe screamed and waved his hand to shoot out a stream of dark power in front of the Nether Tribe's vanguard, preventing other Nether Tribe soldiers from continuing to rush in. It also exerted force with a bang, pushing those who accidentally rushed into the light curtain. , the underworld tribe who was screaming in agony was pulled out.

The black Hades looked at the golden light curtain in front of him, his face sinking like water.

The Mixed Gold Formation is one of the famous formations in the Holy World and is famous for its defense.

He originally thought that the bellicose Nether Tribe would fight them first, and only use this formation when they were truly defeated.

Unexpectedly, they chose to defend from the beginning, with no intention of fighting to the death...

He glanced at the appearance of the Nether Clan soldiers around him. The Nether Clan soldiers whose morale had just been greatly boosted were directly interrupted by the sudden appearance of the mixed gold formation. Not only did they lose morale, they even looked a little frightened...

Something is not right.

"The Holy Race is just a coward, but this coward state can only last for an hour. We only need this hour to pass..."

“When the time comes, the turtle will naturally stick its head out.

"Now, we just need to wait outside..."

"Everyone, adjust your breath on the spot and launch another general attack in half an hour!"

With the eyes of the black Hades flickering, he immediately made a judgment and used words to rekindle the fighting spirit of the Hades soldiers.

Sure enough, under the words of the black Hades, the fear in the eyes of the Hades soldiers gradually disappeared, and their fighting spirit reappeared.

The other strong men of the Nether Clan showed admiration when they saw that the black Nether Clan had solved the morale problem in just a few words.

"Kurokawa-sama really manages the army well! My subordinates admire him!"

"Kurokawa Dai..."

"Okay." Kurokawa waved his hand to stop the meaningless flattery and said: "If you have nothing to do, step aside and take care of your subordinates."

Several subordinates immediately looked solemn and prepared to retreat.

But at this moment, the Yiming tribe suddenly said: "Sir, there is something unclear about this subordinate."

"Oh?" Kurokawa raised his eyelids and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Sir, since the Saints started the defense of the Mixed Gold Formation so early, does that mean that they are also aware that their reinforcements are approaching?"

"If they do this, they are waiting for reinforcements. Is it dangerous for us to stay outside this golden formation?"

"If the power of the Nether Clan's reinforcements suddenly appears, could we be in a passive position?"

As soon as these words came out, the other Nether Clan seemed to have thought of this too, and their expressions were filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Judging from the reaction of the Saints and the information they received, this is likely to be the case.

Not only are the Nether Clan aware that the Saint Clan's reinforcements are approaching and want to speed up their attack on the Saint Clan, the Saint Clan are also aware that their own reinforcements are coming and are trying their best to delay the attack.

However, everyone's uncertainty did not seem to be transmitted to Kurokawa. Kurokawa just sneered.

"hehe……"

"Otherwise, why do you think this king has not attacked for so long?"

"They are the ones I am waiting for..."

…

"Brother Li, we're almost here!"

Just when the intrigue between the Nether Clan and the Saint Clan reached a point of extreme intensity, Li Qingyun, Ren Ren, Bai Lun, and Zhou Yaoqiao finally arrived near the battlefield between the Saint Clan and the Nether Clan.

That's right,

These four people, none of whom have a cultivation level higher than the Dong Zhen Realm, are a young boy and a childish girl. They are the reinforcements that the Saint Clan and the Nether Clan are waiting for at the same time...

"Hi!" Zhou Yaoqiao rubbed her neck, stuck out her cute little tongue, and said, "I'm really tired after running with this giant sword on my back for so long."

"Really? Is this giant sword very heavy?" Li Qingyun looked at Zhou Yaoqiao and asked with concern.

Zhou Yaoqiao's little face turned slightly red for a moment, and she said anxiously: "Yes, this epee is so heavy."

"Bring it here and let me try it." Li Qingyun stretched out his hand.

"Oh." Zhou Yao's pretty face turned even redder. She took off the giant sword from her back and handed it to Li Qingyun. She, who was originally so chivalrous, turned out to be annoyingly shy at this moment.

Why do you suddenly want to carry a sword for someone else? This Li Qingyun is really a careful person.

Although he is not as powerful as my father, he is still a pretty good person, right?

"Uh huh!" The moment Li Qingyun took the giant sword, his arms were immediately pulled down, which shocked him. Fortunately, the power of his physical body suddenly activated at this time, and he was able to control the discomfort in his arms. .

"It's amazing!" Li Qingyun looked at the giant sword in his hand with gleaming eyes and praised: "This giant sword is as heavy as a river or a mountain. Although the power has not been dissipated at this time, it has given me such a great sense of oppression in my body. This is the power of its own material!”

"I really don't know what kind of master this giant sword was made by, but it can be so exquisite and mysterious! Qingyun has learned a lesson!"

After finishing speaking, Li Qingyun's eyes exuded the light of love that he couldn't put down,

Holding a giant sword in both hands,

bang,

handed it to Zhou Yaoqiao,

"Thank you girl for letting Qingyun watch the sword! Qingyun was greatly inspired! I feel like I have a goal again on the path of practice!"

"Huh?"

"Why don't you take the sword?"

At this time, Zhou Yaoqiao's pretty face had become a ball, with only two words written on it: resentment.

Ren You, who was standing by, was dumbfounded.

Is it true that this bastard Li Qingyun is just here to admire the sword?

Is this bastard really brainless?

"Oh——"

Suddenly, Li Qingyun suddenly cried out in realization, as if he understood something.

Ren You breathed a sigh of relief, at least he reacted.

"I know!" Li Qingyun said proudly: "Is this sword too heavy? Is it a bit difficult for you to take it?"

Ren You's expression twisted again, and his eyes almost popped out.

"Hahaha, you're welcome, I'll help you!"

Li Qingyun smiled proudly, walked behind Zhou Yaoqiao, found the sword buckle behind Zhou Yaoqiao, and said with a smile: "Come on, follow me and work hard to carry this sword."

"One, two..."

Before calling out 'three',

Zhou Yaoqiao turned around with a bang, took the giant sword, put it on her back with a bang, and turned her head away angrily.

Li Qingyun stared blankly for a few seconds, and said dryly: "Girl..."

"You have great strength..."

At this time, Ren You couldn't stand it anymore, and hurried forward, saying as a peacemaker: "That... Miss Zhou, how about I help you carry the sword?"

"Humph!" Zhou Yaoqiao turned around and glared at Li Qingyun fiercely, "This girl is very strong, so I don't need you to help me carry the sword!"

"Yes! That's it!" Li Qingyun turned around and looked at Ren You: "I can carry it, why are you meddling here!"

Ren You: "I, I, I..."