Chapter 503 -- Red Lotus Crisis

The Penglai Sect of the State of Zhao was the sect of the master's wife. In the ancient battlefield, Lin Yuan did not see him until the end. Finally, in the last few days, Lin Yuan saw him. In the end, the master concubine entered the Fengdu Gate among the eight major sects.

Lin Yuan did not stop it in the end. Finally, she asked, and the master concubine said that it was an experience. In Lin Yuan's heart, the master concubine had always been a mystery.

At this time, her cultivation has reached the realm of half-step soul, and his improvement speed is very amazing in Lin Yuan's view. Lin Yuan, I will go first. If there is a chance in the future, we will discuss martial arts together. The master concubine said slowly.

"Next time we meet, I believe you will also be in Haotianjie, so we will meet in Haotianjie." Lin Yuan said slowly, looking at the woman who had gone far away.

"Lin Yuan, until now, we are divided into two ways. As for the royal family, Zhao Meng will naturally talk about it." Liu Zilong said and turned to look at Zhao Meng.

In the last few days, many warriors from the State of Zhao also rushed over, but only a few were selected into the supreme sect.

"Don't worry, I will, and this time the treasure rewarded by the supreme sect will also be sent to your sect or family after a period of time." Zhao Meng said with a smile.

This time, Zhao Guo joined the supreme sect much more warriors than usual, so every warrior showed joy on his face.

Watching a familiar friend leave, Lin Yuan finally looked up at Wuzong's place and smiled in the distance.

Zhao Guo, Wu Zong, and... Honglian...

I, Lin Yuan... are coming...

The brilliant light suddenly disappeared when it reached its peak, and as the light disappeared, there were black crowds on the top of the mountain.

A year of hard work, the Ten Nations War finally came to an end.

In the State of Zhao, the imperial city of the State of Zhao.

In the quiet and magnificent bookstore, the sandalwood is winding and refreshing, and in the bookstore, a strong figure is quietly reviewing many documents on the table, and there is a strong breath coming out of its body.

Zhao Kuo, the lord of the royal family, is now the ruler of the whole State of Zhao, and his breath is obviously stronger than before.

Bum!

The silent bookstore was suddenly broken by a very harsh sound of breaking the door. Zhao Kuo's face sank in an instant, raised his head and was about to rebuke, and a slightly sharp voice came into his ear.

"Your Majesty, the Ten Nations War is over!"

Wo!

The anger on Zhao Kuo's face almost disappeared in an instant, and the original calmness also disappeared in an instant. He suddenly stood up... The sound was because of the rapid and extremely rare trembling sound! How about Zhao Meng?

"Your Majesty, the prince has been included in the Yuheng Gate, one of the eight supreme sects!" The man replied trembling with ecstasy on his face.

"Yuheng Gate?!"

Even with Zhao Kuo's determination, he couldn't help taking a cold breath at this moment and his face was stunned. There are many sects in Haotianjie, but he also knows that the eight supreme sects are the strongest. He originally just expected to be able to enter a sect casually, which is the best, but now, Zhao Meng was actually selected by Yuhengmen, one of the eight supreme sects...

That is one of the largest forces in the western region of Haotianjie!

As the ruler of the State of Zhao, he naturally knew the existence of Haotianjie. In those years, he also participated in the trial war, but because of qualifications, he could not be selected.

"How is that possible?" Zhao Kuo was shocked by the news for a long time before he came to his senses and muttered to himself. He knew the cruelty of the Ten-Nation War. No one in the State of Zhao had ever reached this step since its inception.

"Your Majesty, not only did the prince join the supreme sect, but even Liu Zilong and his concubine joined the eight supreme sects!"

Another shocking news, which directly made Zhao Kuo sit back in the chair. Unexpectedly, three people were selected by the eight supreme sects at one time. In this way, Zhao now has three people to join the supreme sect?

"How could this happen?" An incredible emotion hit Zhao Kuo's heart. He stared at the summoner, unconsciously held a piece of jade on the table in his hand, constantly turning and muttering.

"The prince said it was because of Lin Yuan's factors!"

The visitor is still full of ecstasy. Obviously, he met this shocking news for the first time in his life.

"Lin Yuan? That disciple of Wuzong?" Zhao Kuo was stunned and said.

"Lin Yuan won the championship of the Ten Nations War, and countless sects valued him very much, so maybe because of him, the prince and they all got into the supreme sect!"

Bang!

The hard-to-get jade in Zhao Kuo's hand instantly exploded into powder, but at this time, he didn't have time to pity. He just stared at the person in front of him in a daze, and his mind was shocked by those two words...

'Ten Nations War...Champion?!"

Zhao Kuo's palm pulled his clothes with a little trembling, and his eyes were unconsciously shrinking rapidly at this moment. He knew very well what this name represented...

That represents the best person among the young generation of all countries in the Ten Nations War!

In the past... such people can only come out of those top-class countries. Lower countries like them are basically cannon fodder-like in the ten-nation wars. Even survival is difficult. If you want to suppress the heroes to win the championship, it is simply humiliating!

However, now, there is a young man who went out of their state of Zhao, stood out in the ten-nation war and finally stood at the peak...

This shock almost suffocated Zhao Kuowei!

"Are you sure?" Zhao Kuo opened his dry mouth and said hoarsely.

At this time, even if he was the master of the whole State of Zhao, he couldn't help but be shocked. In his in, he understood what it represented.

"Your Majesty, the prince is changing his washing. He will come and tell you more about it later." The man said hurriedly, afraid that he had lost the wrong message.

"Father, Meng'er is late." Just as they were talking, Zhao Meng's voice came into the room, and Zhao Kuo's body suddenly tightened.

"Meng'er, you're finally back." Zhao Kuo looked at Zhao Meng, who exuded horror on his body, with an excited expression on his face.

As the ruler of the whole State of Zhao, his mood at this time is not in line with the previous style at all.

"Father, this is a notice issued by the supreme sect." After saying that, Zhao Meng handed Zhao Kuo a golden gold foil with spiritual fluctuations.

Zhao Kuo quickly took over, and the pressure emanating from the light mass made the spiritual power in his body solidify a little. Immediately, he understood that the news should be true

"That boy" Zhao Kuo squeezed his lips, but his mind flashed through a year ago. I'm afraid that the thin young figure could not have imagined that that guy would reach this step at that time.

"There is another terrible guy in Wuzong." Zhao Kuo sighed deeply, and there was undisgued envy in his words.

"Father, I heard that another force seems to be developing in the Danyuanzong recently, and it seems to have the intention of annexing Wuzong," Zhao Meng whispered.

"Sent people to Wuzong, and we all agreed to their previous requests..." Zhao Kuo's eyes narrowed slightly, and the murderous atmosphere quietly filled.

"It's ridiculous that the elder of Danyuanzong broke through the realm of Taoist soul and wanted to replace it." Zhao Kuo's face flashed with a gloom.

"The realm of Taoist soul?" Zhao Meng's face also had a trace of disdain. He knew Lin Yuan's strength that ordinary warriors in the realm of Taoist soul could not be his opponent at all. Even Lin Yuan had killed the peak of the realm of Taoist soul.

"Meng'er, come and tell your father about the ancient battlefield." He was also very satisfied with Zhao Meng's cultivation at this time, and in addition, he entered the supreme sect, which made Zhao Kuo unable to close his mouth.

At this time, there were very few people in the State of Zhao who knew the news of Lin Yuan and others' return. Few families or sects of people who came back knew that they came back.

They also need to adjust these days, so this did not let the whole state of Zhao know that they had retracted back.

In Danyuanzong, in a cave, the purple flame made the whole room full of terrible temperature. In the central location of Shandong, a shadow stood in the center.

"Mone with you!" A horrible voice was now inside the cave, and then a purple figure appeared.

"Red Lotus disciple, thanks to you this time, I was able to break through the realm of Taoist soul. The power of bloodline is really strong. I just absorbed the general blood power and actually made me break through the realm of Taoist soul."

The purple figure looked with joy and looked at the woman surrounded by purple flames. From time to time, a drop of red blood came from time to time.

"You are so despicable. Aren't you afraid of being punished for your own breakthrough?" In the purple flame, Honglian's body was extremely bearded, and her eyes were also godless.

"Red Lotus Apprentice, this time you have set up supreme merit for our Danyuanzong. The realm of Taoist soul. The State of Zhao has not been born for many years." The purple figure was excited, and a strong breath came out.

"This is the power of the Taoist realm. It's perfect." The purple figure said, "Wuzong, don't think I don't know. As the guardians of the State of Zhao, you are more powerful people in the realm of Taoist souls, but the stage may have been exhausted!"

"Yu Wentong, you can't succeed. Even if I, Honglian, die, I won't let you continue to use my blood power." Honglian struggled in the purple flames, and the corners of her mouth actually flowed blood because of the outbreak of spiritual power.

"Honglian, you don't have to struggle. You can't escape at all." Yu Wentong, an old man in purple, said with a smile, with a greedy expression on his face looking at the drop of blood under the red lotus.