After I got home today, I went to the hospital with my father to get medicine. It took some time, so it was late for the update. I said sorry to everyone.

Sun Lin, who has been concentrating on building a formation plate and perfecting the foundation of the Dashang BN, suddenly burst his mouth and smiled when he moved his spiritual sense. He pinched a talisman with both hands. The prohibition from Dashang abroad quietly opened a hole.

Zhang Hao looked at the somewhat unfamiliar forbidden ahead, shook his head slightly, and turned into a red light and disappeared into the formation.

It seems that Sun Lin has made rapid progress in the past five years, and the ban on the Great Shang Kingdom has changed a lot. Zhang Hao has practiced for five years, but he almost couldn't go back to the Great Shang Kingdom. Fortunately, Sun Lin is smart, otherwise he would have lost all his shame.

After a moment, Zhao Zhiping, Sun Lin, Mo Xiaoqi, Hei Chuan and others all came to pay their respects to Zhang Hao.

Several of them reported to Zhang Hao about the progress of their disciples over the years. After everyone finished speaking, they said goodbye and left one by one. In the end, only Mo Xiaoqi and Heihammer were left in the room.

Zhang Hao slowly opened his eyes and said gently: "They all talked about their own situation. Now it's your turn. How has it been going over the years?"

Hei Chuan immediately wanted to speak when he heard this, but he looked at Mo Xiaoqi, who looked a little cool, and then he held back.

When Mo Xiaoqi heard Zhang Hao's inquiry, he immediately said respectfully: "Two years ago, Qianlixing, Ku Wuchang could not break our formation, and in the third year, he was beaten by us without any power to fight back. In the fourth year, Leng Qianyan joined the three of them, and the situation changed slightly, but this situation only lasted for half a year. Now, the three Dharma-Phase Realm practitioners join forces cannot resist the three breaths of me and my disciples!"

Zhang Hao's heart was trembling after hearing Mo Xiaoqi's slightly cold words, but then he remembered something, looked up at the black hammer whose body looked a little taller and said, "You have awakened the evil spirit bloodline in your body!"

Hei Hammer had long wanted to tell Zhang Hao about this. When he heard Zhang Hao's inquiry, he immediately smiled and said with a smile: "After the leader left, I have awakened the evil spirit bloodline in my body. Now these two bastards, plus a bastard, cannot break through the defenses formed by us body cultivators!"

Listening to the inappropriate words of Black Hammer, Zhang Hao smiled helplessly. This guy is still a bit bandit-like, but these are the cuteness of Black Hammer.

Black Hammer looked at Mo Xiaoqi's expressionless face again, touched his head and smiled: "Xiaoqi's sword energy can now easily break the magical power defense of cultivators in the Dharma Realm. Last time, the god of death Kuwuchang almost killed Xiaoqi with a sword!"

Zhang Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and couldn't help but feel joy in his heart. He laughed loudly: "Xiao Qi is not bad! You are not bad too! From now on, you will be the elders of the outer sect of the Da Shang Kingdom. Mo Xiaoqi is the left elder of the law enforcement, and Hei Chuan is the right elder of the law enforcement. You will be under the deputy leader of the Heavenly Punishment. If the deputy leader of the Punishment is in the endless sea today, Hei Chuan, you will be led by Mo Xiaoqi for the time being. When performing the duties of protecting the Red Dust Sword Sect in the Da Shang Kingdom, you must obey Xiaoqi's arrangements in everything and not be reckless.

If Zhang Hao had made such arrangements a few years ago, Hei Hammer would have been a little dissatisfied, but in the past five years, the two of them practiced together and practiced the sword formation.

There was no small amount of competition in secret, but Mo Xiaoqi has been practicing sword techniques for the past five years, like a madman and extremely warlike.

Every time I understand some experience, I have to look for Black Hammer to practice. At first, Black Hammer was dissatisfied with his heart and always wanted to find an opportunity to find a way to regain his face. Naturally, I agreed very happily.

But as Mo Xiaoqi looks for the black hammer more and more frequently, the time it takes for the black hammer to be defeated in Mo Xiaoqi will become shorter and shorter.

The sword in Mo Xiaoqi's hand was getting faster and faster. Although the Black Hammer awakened the bloodline of the evil spirit clan and its defense became stronger and stronger, there was a strange and unpredictable sword intent in the black sword in Mo Xiaoqi's hand. This sword intent was fierce, domineering, like a demon but not a demon. It would always explode when Mo Xiaoqi was under tremendous pressure, making Black Hammer unable to defend.

Zhang Hao smiled and looked at Mo Xiaoqi. Seeing a faint worry in his eyebrows, he understood after a moment of thought. What Mo Xiaoqi thought in his mind, although Xiaoqi was progressing quite quickly, it was not as simple as entering the realm of Dharma-shaped phenomena by the practitioners of Condensing the Mechanism. It seems that Mo Xiaoqi had encountered a bottleneck in his practice.

Although he didn't have much communication and contact with Mo Xiaoqi, he knew that Xiaoqi must have some requirements today.

Sure enough, when Mo Xiaoqi saw that Heih was no longer speaking, he looked up slightly and looked at Zhang Hao respectfully, and said with a solemn expression: "Xiaoqi begs the head to take me, Heih and the sword cultivators, and the body-refining disciples to enter the ruins of the Demon God to experience it!"

Since Zhang Hao put Mo Xiaoqi into the sect, he naturally paid attention to Mo Xiaoqi's diligence and hard work. The two met at the Haoran Peak, and the person who recommended him was the Black Lao San. At that time, Mo Xiaoqi was thinner than now, but at the sixth level of Qi training, his hair was as dry as straw, and the hideous scar on his face made him look a little ugly. But now Mo Xiaoqi is in a sword intent, and there is even a sharp edge in his eyes. Perhaps because of his breakthrough in cultivation, or perhaps because of the Black Lao San's pill, the scar on his face looked much weaker, and his whole temperament also showed its sharpness.

To Zhang Hao, Mo Xiaoqi is like his younger brother. This time, all forces must gather in the ruins of gods and demons, and there will be a saint son in the seven sects of cultivation. This time the danger is even more than the danger in the ruins of the immortal world last time. Mo Xiaoqi, the sword cultivator in the hands of Black Hammer, and the body refiner are all the foundations of the Hongchen Sword Sect. If there is any damage in the ruins of gods and demons, I am afraid that the current Hongchen Sword Sect will not be able to bear it.

He looked at Mo Xiaoqi with a solemn expression and said, "The ruins of gods and demons are not as good as those of the South China Sea island countries. The opponents we face will be true disciples of the Seven Sects of Cultivation and the Holy Sons in their Sect. Have you considered the consequences?"

Seeing that Zhang Hao did not refuse directly, Mo Xiaoqi knew whether he could enter the ruins of gods and demons this time, and it all depends on his answer.

In front of Zhang Hao, he was still a little nervous like the new disciple who had entered the outside world a few years ago, but soon he calmed down his inner tension.

He said sincerely: "Xiao Qi will always remember the kindness of the head of the Hongchen Sword Sect. This time, even if Mo Xiaoqi is in the ruins of gods and demons, he will never complain. Xiao Qi is a sword cultivator and one of the Second World War Generals of the Hongchen Sword Sect. I have a mission on my shoulders. I am willing to accompany the head to wipe out the enemies in the ruins of gods and demons with my sword. Even if I die, it is worth it!"

Seeing that Mo Xiaoqi was extremely determined, the passion in his bones was also awakened, although Black Hammer seemed a little rogue a few years ago and was afraid of death.

But at this moment, he admired Mo Xiaoqi, who was two shorter than him, even more admiring him.

He clenched his fists, hammered his chest, and bent down to Zhang Hao in the name of the most powerful guardian warrior of the Evil Spirit tribe.

Surong said: "My Black Hammer swore in the name of the generals of the Evil Spirit Clan. I am willing to fight side by side with Mo Xiaoqi and follow my Lord until my soul disappears and my life ends!"

Zhang Hao looked at the two of them, and a bright light appeared in his eyes. He said proudly and domineeringly: "I don't allow you to die. You must work with the millions of casual cultivators in the Hongchen Sword Sect to create a great cause for all generations. For the cultivators in the world of the Gods, everyone can attain the Tao! We must make ourselves stronger. Only when we become stronger can we create rules in this big world, so that everyone can attain the Tao by cultivators every day!"

The deafening sound was transmitted from Zhang Hao's lips, gathering into a sound line like a giant dragon, which instantly passed into the sea of ​​consciousness of all the disciples through the huge sound transmission discs in the room.

Zhao Zhiping was coming in a hurry, but suddenly he stopped, his eyes suddenly seemed a little turbid, and tears rolled out from his eyes like a tide.

He crawled on the ground and looked up at the depths of the sky. However, the scene of the country falling apart when the country was destroyed appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness. He seemed extremely powerless in the face of a powerful opponent.

Now that the head sected such a great distance like the old man Wuming, his mind was shocked, stirred, and joyful, and all kinds of emotions came in a flood.

He knelt on the white jade steps and said solemnly: "Zhao Zhiping swears to follow the leader to the death and assist the leader in achieving his ambition!"

He said these words firmly and extremely firmly.

I saw a sudden burst of thunder roars deep in the sky above his head.

A trace of the Heavenly Dao fell from the depths of the sky and was engraved on Zhao Zhiping's forehead. Zhao Zhiping was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, his mind was firm this time, which triggered a mark of the rule of the Great World of the Gods to fall into his forehead.

This is a trace of the rules of the great way. If Zhang Hao achieves his ambition, Zhao Zhiping will be rewarded by the rules of the laws of the heaven, and his soul will be destroyed.
Chapter completed!