"Third brother, what are your plans?"

Wang Junchen frowned.

Like everyone else, he had expected Shen Fusheng to have some arrangements.

Who would have thought that the annual Foundation Establishment Day has passed, and Zhao Chu is still at the ninth level of Qi Refining and has not participated in the Foundation Establishment Heavenly Code at all.

"Senior brother, do you really want to wait another year?"

Huang Lingling was anxious.

Now that all eight people have built foundations, this time next year, they will only push Zhao Chu further and further away.

Although she believed that Zhao Chu could still rise.

But in Huang Lingling's heart, she still didn't want her senior brother to give up on himself and be thrown away by everyone.

In her mind, Zhao Chu must have been trapped by love and frustrated, so he refused all invitations from the emperor, and in the end he did not even participate in the Foundation Establishment Ceremony.

"Little junior brother."

Ning Tianjiang moved his mouth, but in the end he didn't know what to say.

Everyone seemed to be hesitating to speak, but when the words came to their lips, they didn't know what to say.

"There's only 10 minutes left."

Zhao Chu's eyes lingered on the faces of each of his close friends.

When he was dying, only these people were willing to die with him.

Finally, he looked at the sky again and said without thinking.

"Um?"

Hearing this, Wang Junchen and others were stunned.

"Wang Junchen, take action and let me see the results of your foundation building."

Zhao Chu had his hands behind his back and his hair was flying, but he was calmer than the withered moonlight.

"Don't hold back."

Afterwards, Zhao Chu turned around.

"Third brother, stop joking around. How are you going to build the foundation?"

Wang Junchen frowned.

"Fang Sanwan, Liu Yueyue, you two, come together... everyone else, please stay back!"

Suddenly, Zhao Chu's black robe swayed, and then purple flames rolled out one after another, like a huge palm rising into the sky, tearing open a crack in the black curtain of the night sky.

Others, he was afraid of hurting them.

"Okay, junior brother, now that we have established the foundation, you have to be careful."

Fang Sanwan laughed loudly and stepped forward.

That’s right!

In their hearts, Zhao Chu is too strong, so strong that it makes people despair.

But now the three of them are building foundations one after another, and the foundations are deep. It is only a month until the middle stage of foundation building.

Now if he challenges Zhao Chu again, he won't despair.

"That's fine, third brother, you have to be careful, we have been completely transformed!"

Then, Wang Junchen also smiled.

Since Zhao Chu has such an elegant mood, of course they must accompany him.

Although Liu Yueyue remained silent, the entire mountain range was already covered with mottled sword energy.

"Third brother, I know your strength, so I won't hold back... Frozen for a thousand miles, Luo!"

Wang Junchen stepped on the ground with the sole of his foot, his white hair flew into the air, leaving a series of afterimages on the spot.

Blink time.

The entire solitary peak has been covered by dense ice and snow.

Around the sky, tens of thousands of ice arrows were trembling, waiting for Wang Junchen's order.

"Blood Dragon Halberd Picture!"

Fang Sanwan held his hand in the air, and a huge blood halberd shot out of the air. Suddenly, the entire mountain range was shrouded in a thick layer of blood mist, and even the earth began to crack.

The people under the mountain were dumbfounded.

A blood dragon formed by the gathering of blood mist hovers over the hurricane. Every time it roars wildly, it triggers bursts of wind and thunder, making people feel heartbroken.

"Ten thousand swords unite!"

Liu Yuebei closed her eyes, her hair was like a thousand swords, and her feet had been lifted by the sword energy.

Under the foot of the mountain.

The expressions of all the disciples of Tianci Sect changed.

Buzz buzz!

The swords in their palms began to tremble inexplicably, as if they heard the king's call.

At this time, the army from Jinji Imperial Court also came.

But before they could stand firm on their feet, thousands of long swords began to buzz wildly.

Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo!

Next breath.

The world is filled with the sound of piercing swords.

Ten thousand swords broke through the space, and ten thousand swords were trained, like fireworks exploding, returning through the sky, overwhelming the sky. The dense gold and iron reflected the cold moonlight, but it was like a group of beautiful and enchanting flowers.

That’s right!

The three of them knew Zhao Chu's strength, so they didn't hold back.

In their hearts, there is actually some competitive spirit.

Everyone wants to know Zhao Chu’s trump card, and everyone wants to know how strong Zhao Chu is.

Ten Thousand Miles of Ice and Snow!

War dragons stir the wild!

Wan Jian’s thoughts!

The three foundation-building bombardments were like three ancient behemoths resurrecting, destroying the world and occupying the entire sky. Even the bright moon bowed its head sadly, not daring to shine any more.

The world is shattered with one movement.

The second move is the mourning of the sun and the moon.

Zhao Chu looked like a dazed ant under the three giant beasts.

Seeing the three attacks falling in succession, he remained motionless, still looking at the moonlight obsessively.

"Brother, be careful!"

Huang Lingling shouted.

Facing these three bombardments, he would be blown to pieces in an instant.

The whole world was stunned.

"Is this the power that can be unleashed in the early stages of foundation building?"

"The three of them are spirits that only happen once in a thousand years. If they hadn't just established the foundation and were not familiar with the realm, otherwise these three bombardments would have been tripled."

"That's right, the three of them can attack the late stage of foundation building with one strike."

At the foot of the mountain, many monks came.

Even many elders from the eight major sects appeared from the teleportation array.

"Then Zhao Chu, what can he use to resist?"

"Don't worry, it's just a discussion. At the critical moment, the three major spirits will stop!"

Many people nodded.

Qinggu Imperial Court.

Everyone stared at this battle with their hearts in their throats.

The three major foundation-building spirits can kill the late-stage foundation-building spirit bodies with one strike. Why is Zhao Chu still motionless!

"Zhao Chu, you must not be killed accidentally... stay alive and wait for my revenge!"

Feng Haoyan was immersed in the poisonous juice seeped out by ten thousand poisonous flowers. Looking at the light curtain, he smiled sinisterly.
To be continued...