"Swish--"

Lin Zhao suddenly stood up and frowned.

"how?"

Shen Xingchen and Leng Yan looked at the notice on his phone, and Leng Yan asked: "The demon clan attacked the mountain? Is it very serious?"

“Extremely serious.”

Lin Zhao said: "There is a high probability that the thirteenth realm will come, and perhaps more than one thirteenth realm!"

"Depend on……"

Leng Yan gritted her silver teeth: "Go back immediately?"

"Um!"

Lin Zhao looked at Shen Xingchen: "Let your special plane prepare to take off immediately. We are back, hurry up!"

Shen Xingchen knew that the situation was serious. The plot direction of the snowy Tianchi may affect the direction of the entire human race. This is not a joke. After all,... The plot of "The World" is based on the development of blockchain and is fully open. It is free to develop. The plot deduction is related to various details. Once the snowy Tianchi is unfavorable, the main city of human players may fall!

"Stars."

Leng Yan picked up a plate of pumpkin pie and handed it to Shen Xingchen: "You just answered the phone and ate less, so take this one to eat on the way."

Shen Xingchen was so amused and laughed, but Leng Yan had good intentions, so she accepted it. In fact, she wanted to pack a portion of shrimp, but it was too late to get the time urgent.

Lin Zhao ran over the plane and stood at the door of the cabin and clasped his fists at Leng Yan: "Sorry, A Yan, the matter is urgent, let's go first. We'll make an appointment with hot pot next time."

"Well, be busy with the things on the snowy Tianchi Lake before doing it."

Leng Yan clenched his fist with his right hand and sank gently, giving Lin Zhao a cheering gesture.

The next moment, the plane took off and at the fastest speed, the nearest channel returned to Sioux City.

"Forehead……"

Shen Xingchen held the pumpkin pie and looked at Lin Zhao sitting opposite him, and suddenly said, "It seems that you have agreed to invite A Yan to this hot pot..."

"this……"

Lin Zhao scratched his head: "I can only invite you next time..."

Shen Xingchen chuckled and thought everyone was very interesting.

...

In just twenty minutes, the Su family's plane arrived in Sucheng, displayed the key through the light golden shield above the city, and rushed down, docked on the open space in front of the base of the Fierce Moon Knights. Lin Zhao got off the plane and ran away, saying, "Xingchen, I don't care about you for now. Something may happen to the snowy Tianchi Lake."

"Um!"

Shen Xingchen stepped on his little high heels and followed him with a trot, laughing and said, "Slow down."

Lin Zhao was agile late at night and rushed to the second floor. Chen Xue, Ding Chi, Roman and others were also online. He quickly lie into the game cabin, put on various equipment, and entered the game as quickly as possible.

"Swish!"

The character was successfully read and appeared in the camp's tent. The moment he appeared, the tent of Shu Zhi, Mu Zuo, Chu Yu, and Xiang Ji were all there.

"grown ups!"

Wu Zhi said in a deep voice: "I sensed two powerful auras that were rapidly approaching the snowy Tianchi Lake. They came from the north and the direction of the Demon Clan's ancestor mountain. It seems that the Demon Clan is planning to really attack."

"What realm?"

"The subordinates' realm is low and dare not assert, but... there is a great possibility that it is the Ascension Realm, and the sense of oppression from the realm is too strong."

"knew."

Lin Zhao frowned and said, "Xiang Ji, immediately lead all the soldiers of the Snow Legion to leave with war horses and convenient supplies, and go to Meihua Mountain Camp!"

"grown ups!?"

Xiang Ji gritted his teeth and said, "The war is coming soon, why did you let me leave?"

“It’s different.”

Lin Zhao shook his head: "If the demon army attacks the mountain, our human cavalry will naturally be useful. But if two thirteenth realm attacks the mountain, the human cavalry will only die in vain. Their mission is to kill ordinary demons and weaken the overall fortune of the demon race, rather than being crushed by the thirteenth realm and die worthless."

As he said that, he stood up and said, "As soon as possible, take everyone to retreat!"

"Yes, sir!"

Xiang Ji retreated with his fists. In a blink of an eye, people shouted at the neighing of the camp. More than a thousand cavalry of the Snow Legion only carried soft and soft food. The food rations left the snowy Tianchi Lake and went south, heading south to the Meihua Mountain camp.

...

Lin Zhao walked out of the tent and stood on the northern city wall of the camp, looking into the distance, but his realm was too low to see the traces of the great monsters in the distance.

On the side, the landscape situation changed and turned into Su Shanjun.

"The two thirteen realms are coming."

Su Shanjun said calmly: "I'm afraid I can't help anymore. You need to pass on this disaster yourself."

"Know."

Lin Zhao nodded: "Thank you, Su Shanjun, please avoid it quickly. Su Shanjun's realm is so low now. If there is anything wrong, the third senior brother will be heartbroken..."

"Boy..."

Su Shanjun left cursingly.

After a few breaths, a floating cloud fell in the air, turning into a figure of Han Buyu, a cloud master in the Galaxy Realm, standing beside Lin Zhao, and said, "I sensed the extremely strong causal energy. If nothing unexpected happens... it should be the one who killed me back then. Lu Wu, who was in the 12th realm, should be in the 13th realm now. The third shopkeeper, you really have to be more careful..."

"The old sword immortal will go."

Lin Zhao said calmly: "Your level is too low, don't stay here and die in vain."

Old Jianxian Han smiled bitterly: "I thought I was useful, but it turned out that in the eyes of the third shopkeeper, I was still an old waste..."

"That's not what I said."

Lin Zhao turned around and looked at him and said, "Lin Zhao only hopes that even if the old sword immortal dies for the human race in this life, he will die more valuable even if he dies in battle. Don't die in vain. I, Lin Zhao, play chess, and the survival of every piece should have its own value. Of course, I have no disrespect. I just think that the old sword immortal will be more useful to the human race in the future. There is no need to be a mantis arm to be a chariot here."

"knew."

Han Buyu clasped his fists and said, "I will look down at the battlefield above the clouds. If I really need me, Han Buyu will never hesitate!"

"Yeah, thank you!"

Lin Zhao nodded with a smile.

As a result, as soon as Han Buyu left, a figure wrapped in a five-level energy fell from the sky. It was a middle-aged man in a dark green robe. Yu Shi Yue Ling, he stood above Lin Zhao from a high place and said, "Yu Shi Yue Ling, have seen the Sword Fairy of the Sword, and have seen the Wooden Sword in the Tianyuan Realm!"

The eleventh realm rain master did not take Chu Yu from the tenth realm and Lin Zhao from the incomparable state seriously.

"oh?"

Wu Zhi raised her eyebrows lightly, her beautiful eyes did not hide her anger and murderous intent, and she sneered: "Sir Yu Shi should have met Lin Shuai first?"

Yue Ling raised his lips and said, "Yue Ling is now appointed as a rain master by heaven and earth. He is a mountain and river god in heaven and earth. He only respects heaven and earth immortals, and does not respect mortals. Please let Lin Shuai Haihang."

Lin Zhao glanced at him and didn't know this person at all.

Wu Zhi said to him in his heart: "Yue Ling, the son of Wuhou Yue Hao, the son of 530,000 Yunzhou Iron Cavalry, was wiped out in the northern border. He was one of them. After his death, he was merciful to heaven and earth. He was appointed as a rain master. Now he has cultivated to the eleventh realm, but he is becoming more and more arrogant. He regards himself as a god, only respects heaven, man, earth and immortals, and does not respect the kings, princes, generals and ministers of the human race."

"That's how..."

After all, it was the loyal and wise man, so Lin Zhao clasped his fists at Yue Ling and said, "At that time, Wuhou Yuehao led the Yunzhou Iron Cavalry to fight the Eastern Realm. Lin Zhao once led 20,000 Iron Cavalry to help, but he was not strong enough and could not see Yue Hao. Since Master Yu is the son of Wuhou, is he appearing at this time to help us resist the Thirteenth Realm of the Demon Clan?"

"Ship Lin is thinking too much."

Yue Ling's lips raised lightly, without any concealing sarcasm, and said, "First of all, the thirteenth realm of the two demon clans came. You will definitely not be able to resist it. Yue Ling does not need to take advantage of his life to practice. Secondly, as the rain master of the northern territory of thousands of miles, the only thing that I, Yue Ling, must be able to do is to spread clouds and rain for the world to ensure that the weather is good and the grain is good. The war between the human race and the four northern tribes has nothing to do with me. Lin Shuai wants to be a cart with a mantis arm, and it is Lin Shuai's business, and it has nothing to do with me, Yue Ling."

"That's how..."

Lin Zhao frowned, and had already crossed out the name Yue Ling in his heart. Since he was not a human being, why remember such a thing? He stretched out his hand and said, "Sir Yu Shi is neutral, please leave. The snowy Tianchi Lake will soon become a battlefield. We cannot bear this responsibility if we accidentally hurt Master Yu Shi Shi."

"What did you say?"

At this time, two gods appeared behind Yu Shi Yue Ling. One was the sword-holding maid holding a golden long sword, Lan Xi, and one of Yue Ling's subordinates. This Feng Shi was wearing a cloud-white short skirt, which was extremely beautiful and agile, while the other was a middle-aged man wearing a purple short shirt. He was as violent as fire. The tenth-level thunder master Xue Yuan, these two, together with Yue Ling and Han Buyu, took charge of the wind, cloud, rain and snow near the snowy Tianchi Lake.

That shout was called out by Lei Master Xue Yuan. Xue Yuan was only the Lei Master who was in charge of the hundreds of miles of territory near Tianchi in the Snow Region, while Yue Ling was the Rain Master who was in charge of the ten thousand miles of territory in the Northern Region. The level was extremely different, so Xue Yuan was loyal to Yue Ling.

Just as Xue Yuan roared, Wu Zhi was already angry.

"Swish!"

A flying sword stayed in front of Xue Yuan's eyebrows, and the sword blade trembled continuously. As long as Wu Zhi's thoughts move, the tenth level thunder master will die and disappear. As a mountain and water god, if he dies again, he will die and completely disappear between heaven and earth.

"Want to die?"

Shao Zhi said lightly: "I will fulfill you?"

"you……"

Xue Yuan fell into an ice cave, and at this moment he felt how terrifying the legendary Feng Zhi's strongest eleventh realm was. The flying sword came quietly. If she really wanted to kill herself, she might have already killed her.

"Baizhi Sword Immortal."

Yu Shi Yue Ling smiled slightly: "It's unnecessary. Xue Yuan is just a straightforward person. After all, he is also a mountain and river god who is the spiritual fortune of heaven and earth. If you really kill him, you will inevitably be affected by the cause and effect of heaven and earth, which will be greatly disadvantageous to your great practice."

"Baizhi."

Lin Zhao waved his hand: "Let them go, the Thirteenth Realm of the Demon Clan is coming soon."

"Yes, sir!"

Wu Zhi flicked her sleeves and said, "Get out!"

Immediately, the thunder master Xue Yuan turned into a ray of thunder and disappeared into the clouds, while the thunder master Yue Ling sneered and his body also flew away in the air. His maid holding the sword, the wind master Lan Xi smiled apologetically at Lin Zhao, Wu Zhi and others, and then took a step back and turned into a breeze and left.

Lin Zhao frowned. Among the storm gods, I'm afraid that only Lan Xi still retains a trace of humanity.

...

After a few breaths, Lin Zhao, Wuzhi, Mu Yu and Chu Yu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Just in the north, two rays of light rushed towards Fu Sheng and Lu Wu. Among them, Fu Sheng raised his palm and actually uprooted a hill hundreds of meters high on the Jiuzhangyuan and put it into his sleeves. Then he waved his long sleeves, and the mountain hit the snowy Tianchi Lake straightly.

"Long time no see you guys, let's have a greeting first!"

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