So far, the top demons of all forces have never really taken action. Most of them are waiting for an opportunity, or obtaining more resources to improve their strength in a short time as soon as possible.
The battle with the evil spirits of the same generation is inevitable.
However, the fire has not been lit, and the situation seems a little stiff.
The demons of the Thirty-six sects in Dizhou, the top figures of the eighteen veins in western Xinjiang, and the strong men in the Lihua Palace in the southern region, all acted secretly, and it was not the time to take action.
Chen Qingyuan couldn't wait any longer. He planned to let the fire burn all over the ancient world. No one could hide.
If you don't fight, what can I make money with?
Chen Qingyuan decided to inspire Changsun Fengye to invite his peers to fight against the demons of his peers. In order to attract others, he used three lucky green lotus to gamble on one of the green lotus of others.
"Let me go. It's not good!"
Changsun Fengye's skin is not as thick as Chen Qingyuan's, and he can't say those provocative words.
"This is easy to do. I'll give you some tips, and then you can throw the kits to those people."
There are some words of invitation to war in the kit. Chen Qingyuan believes that as long as a young man with good blood sees it, he will definitely not be able to keep calm. If he doesn't want to fight, he has to fight.
"Let me see what's written on it."
Changsun Fengye opened the kit and looked at it, and his expression changed: "These words you wrote are too arrogant!"
Although the content of the war book does not have abusive words, every sentence contains a contemptuous attitude and extreme provocation.
One of the words is written like this: "If you don't dare to fight, you will stay in the corner and go home in frustration after the end of the Baimai feast. If you meet my eldest grandson Fengye in the future, remember to retreat and don't show up. If not, I will definitely ask you to lie down and eat ashes and lose face.
"If you are not arrogant, how can you cause anger?"
Chen Qingyuan said.
"But, aren't you making me trouble?"
Changsun Fengye couldn't help shivering when he thought of the scene of facing evils from all walks of life in the future.
"Are you afraid?" Chen Qingyuan sneered, "I can't stand this kind of scene. What can I do to protect my teacher and niece in the future?"
"If you have nothing to do, use Miss Liu as a shield."
Changsun Fengye gritted his teeth.
"I'd like to." Chen Qingyuan smiled and said, "Moreover, you eat like this, and you can't blame me."
"If I accidentally break it, you have to take full responsibility."
Changsun Fengye stared at Chen Qingyuan fiercely.
"This won't happen. I believe in you." Chen Qingyuan patted Chang Sun Fengye on the shoulder with a face of trust.
"Get out of here!" Changsun Fengye snorted softly, "I know you, I have been unlucky for eight lifetimes."
"Hey! I remember you said before that it's more comfortable to follow me and make money by lying down. Now why is it changing?
Chen Qingyuan must defend himself.
"In the past, there was a spiritual stone that didn't have to do anything, but now I have to fight desperately. Of course, I'm not happy."
Changsun Fengye expressed his dissatisfaction and put away all the tips handed over by Chen Qingyuan.
At most, you have to complain a few things that should be done.
Moreover, Changsun Fengye actually also wants to mat with the top demons in the world, and he will be able to sharpen himself to the greatest extent.
In the next few months, Changsun Fengye went to all corners, looking for traces of demons from all sides.
"Are you the holy son of Qianchenzong?"
On a turbulent river, Changsun Fengye saw the young man sitting on the river and asked loudly.
The young man, dressed in a purple shirt, slowly opened his eyes, handsome and extraordinary temperament: "Yes."
Qianchenzong is one of the thirty-six top sects in Dizhou.
This young man is the holy son of Qianchenzong, named Feng Chen.
"I'm here to invite you to fight!"
With that, Changsun Fengye threw a kit over.
Then, he turned around and left without hesitation.
This is not a good place to start a war. Changsun Fengye had to leave before Feng Chen saw the war book. He is not afraid of fighting, but he didn't make money in the war here and wasted it.
After a while, Feng Chen read the words of the war book in the kit, his eyes were sharp, and the water under his feet became more and more turbulent, turning up hundreds of meters of huge waves.
"There is a kind."
Feng Chen clenched the kit tightly, spit out two words, looked at the direction of the ancient star of Yanchang, and his expression gradually became cold.
Another few days, a thousand-foot-high mountain peak.
Changsun Fengye stood on the top of the mountain, looking closely at a man in black.
The man in black is eight feet tall, with slightly dark skin and a cold face. He comes from the 18 veins of western Xinjiang, and his name is Fu Dongliu.
"I've heard of your name. What are you doing here?"
Fu Dongliu stood with his hands beltied, his eyes were empty and his voice was cold.
"Abssed for a war."
Changsun Fengye threw out a kit and then left.
Open the kit, and there is a war letter in it.
With a little curiosity, Fu Dongliu read the content of the war book. It's okay if you don't look at it. I can't control my emotions at a glance.
"Bang..."
The ground under its feet cracked directly, making the whole mountain tremble.
Changsun Fengye has done a lot of similar things.
Although he knew that it was very dangerous to shut the war letter, he still did so. Among them, there is Chen Qingyuan's guidance, and he is also inseparable from himself.
Changsun Fengye's second personality is quietly changing the temperament of his master's personality, eager to fight, and even hoping that someone in his peers can give him a death.
Provoking the evil spirits of his peers is both dangerous and exciting, which makes Changsun Fengye enjoy it.
"This is the last trip."
Today, Changsun Fengye came to a corner in the depths of the starry sky and saw a white warship drifting slowly.
The warship is luxurious, with the plaque of "Lihua Palace".
Lihua Palace, the hegemony-level force in the southern region, is not weaker than any top sect in Dizhou, and it is even stronger than half.
Because Lihua Palace has absolute domination in the southern region, countless resources, and can cultivate many strong people.
"I'm Fengye, the eldest grandson of the Northern Wasteland. I'm here to invite the heroes of the Lihua Palace."
Changsun Fengye was worried that he would be trapped, so he hid far away and spread the sound.
"You are so bold."
The women of Lihua Palace heard the sound and immediately became angry.
Whush!
Changsun Fengye lost a kit and slipped away without looking back.
The kit floated in the dark and cold starry sky, which aroused the interest of the heavenly pride of the pear blossom palace.
Someone tentatively took action and found that the kit had not been tampered with, safe and not dangerous, so he opened it.
After a while, a scold sounded on the battleship, which lasted for a long time.
"Report this matter to the elder sister, and it's up to her to decide."
The women did not dare to make a decision and told the whole thing to the Holy Queen Shu Tong, who was in a closed house.
Wang Shutong was just a simple practice. Before entering the house, he told his disciples that if he encountered insoluble troubles, he could be notified at any time.
"Adjust the direction of the warship, the target - Yanchang Ancient Star."
Wang Shutong looked flat, meditated for a moment and ordered.
"Yes!"
The disciples of Lihua Palace received instructions to urge the warship with all their strength.