Everyone, Longyu City is at the time of life and death. I hope you can turn grief into strength. You must never fall down at this time, and you must never let your faith pass by at this moment. The Age of Eternal Life is coming soon, and the three imperial courts will also send people to come.

But it doesn't matter. Since I'm back, I will take over everything for you. So now I hope you all withdraw from Longyu City and take refuge in nearby cities. Within three days, I don't want anyone to stay in Longyu City. Don't ask the reason, this will be good for you.

Three days later, when that thing is proven to be true, I will personally ask for justice from the Changsheng Sect and the three imperial courts. Before this, you must not return to Longyu City. I promise you that even if Longyu City is destroyed, as long as the Bai imperial court is present, I will rebuild it for you, on this old site.

All the dead will erect the monument of heroes. All living people should take it as a warning. Everyone, as the Crown Prince of the Bai family imperial court, I will spread the story of today's affairs and the story of my Bai Mo back to the Beicang interface. You not only carry the mission of living, but also let more people know the news of my return."

Bai Mo floated in the air, and the sound rolled like thunder. As long as it was the people of Longyu City, no one could not hear it.

Everyone raised their heads, stared at Bai Mo in the air, and looked at their latest faith, and all roared desperately.

"Abide by the will of the Crown Prince."

"Longyu City is immortal."

"Take revenge, take revenge on them."

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Feeling the strong murderous intent released by each monk, Bai Mo landed from the air with satisfaction. He knew that as long as the Dragon Fish people were not stupid, they would temporarily leave the city.

In fact, Longyu City is no longer suitable for living, and all the buildings have been destroyed. Besides, everyone in Longyu City knows that this matter is not the end.

The Dragon Fish Temple has not been born, how could the Changsheng Sect let it go?

"Young Master." Dasi hugged Bai Mo who had fallen from the sky and hurriedly left. Wu Mi was already waiting. There was a place in Longyu City that was very secretive. There would be no danger in Bai Mo recovering from the wounds there.

As for Sakyamuni and the others, they were also taken over as soon as possible.

This is an artificial lake bottom.

Wu Mi would know this because of his special identity. In fact, not only here, but Wu Mi knew it well as any secret place in the Bai family imperial court. Wu Shang asked him to record this in order to prepare for emergencies.

For example, the bottom of this artificial lake is full of restrictions, and no matter how violently bombarded the outside, it is impossible to destroy the place.

The cunning rabbit has three caves, let alone the huge imperial court?

It is not unreasonable that the three imperial courts have not been able to destroy the Bai imperial court in the true sense until now.

Bai Mo knew that Wu Mi was there, and Shaka and the others would definitely be safe, so after entering the secret room, he went into seclusion and practiced in seclusion and entered the blood pool.

"Refining the golden tears of the god you auctioned before." The tower spirit floated in the palace and said.

"Okay." Bai Mo did not hesitate. As his palms were turned, the drop of golden tears of the gods slid down his throat. No matter how precious the object was, it would be useless if it could not activate the improvement of his cultivation.

Hissing.

Just as the moment the god golden tears merged into his body, the energy that suddenly burst out made Bai Mo feel uncontrollable.

The god's golden tears began to melt, and a mellow and vast spiritual power spread from his chest, instantly swam all over Bai Mo's bloodline to repair and nourish his dry spiritual power.

Thunder Pool is a place of attachment.

The god's golden tears rushed over with huge energy, and the four great beasts were all cheering while bearing this energy.

The four great beasts have long been integrated with the Thunder Pool. The Thunder Pool is immortal, and the divine beasts are immortal. The Thunder Pool is dry and the divine beasts are dead.

Just as the thunder pool was filled, Bai Mo could feel that the sea of ​​consciousness was also shrouded by the god's golden tears energy. After the strands of pure energy were integrated into the sea of ​​consciousness, it began to be absorbed by the soul stars.

"One Hundred and Eight Spiritual Orchids."

"The Qingtian Divine Mirror."

"Witch Ancestor's Art."

Bai Mo knew that this was the most critical time, so he used the three exercises together.

Lei Chi happily devoured the god's golden tears energy, and continuously transported the power of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder to each orifice bead, warming up the nine-level Xuanling spirit sword that had returned to the orifice bead.

Under the control of the Qingtian Divine Mirror, the soul star of the sea of ​​consciousness is refining the god's golden tears energy in an orderly manner. Bai Mo's previous feeling of exhaustion and headache are slowly fading away.

The spirit body of the witch man is the most sensitive. Each barbarian pattern is stimulating the energy of the god's golden tears, and there are signs of breaking through again.

Bai Mo was immersed in it and practiced intoxicatingly.

Outdoor of the secret room at the bottom of the lake.
Chapter completed!