"Yes!" everyone replied in unison.

Among the fifth-level kings present, except for the Liu brothers, the rest of the people have not yet realized the acquired spirit. With the help of the massive spiritual vines provided by Zilong, these people will definitely be able to realize the acquired spirit in the shortest time. By then, everyone's strength will definitely increase greatly.

"Just have fun with them. Once you clear the five cities, you will have the rest of the troubles..." Zilong's eyes flashed.

After discussing the major matter with everyone, Zilong returned to the room, sat down on the bed, took out seven psychic vines at one time, and placed them all on his legs.

Due to the situation, even if Zilong had not yet figured out what to turn into his acquired spirit, he could only bite the bullet and understand it.

The war is coming, and this is the fastest way to improve your strength at this stage.

Zilong injected the source energy and spiritual consciousness into the spiritual vine. Soon, the seven spiritual vines were ignited one after another. A misty smoke slowly floated out, covering Zilong. The seven spiritual vines worked together, and the effect was extremely great, which made Zilong instantly enter a wonderful state.

Zilong's soul left his body, and his consciousness moved casually, and his soul passed through the room and came outside.

To understand the acquired spirit, every fifth-level king must enter this wonderful state. Under this state, they seem to be in a spiritual world parallel to the real world, where all spiritual things exist except humans.

When the thought moves again, Zilong's soul does whatever he wants like the wind, and he will go wherever he wants. Zilong's soul is located in a high altitude, overlooking the vast world and the earth.

In this state, all objects in Zilong's eyes have spiritual energy and life, and everything emits light of different colors.

Every flower, grass, and tree, even the soil on the ground and dust in the air are spiritual objects at this time. It seems that as long as Zilong is willing to resonate with his soul, these things can be transformed into his own acquired spirit.

Zilong's soul curiously looked at the magical world in his eyes and wandered farther away.

Zilong's soul left the city and came to the mountains outside the city. He saw all kinds of wild beasts, tigers, leopards, jackals, birds, insects and fish... These living creatures have stronger spiritual energy and emit stronger light, and it seems that it will be easier to turn them into their own acquired spirits.

Zilong continued to explore, his soul drifted farther and more and more source spirits felt. He found that even wind, rain, thunder, lightning, mountains, rivers and seas also had perceived spiritual energy, and could also be turned into his own acquired source spirit.

There are also knives, forks, sticks, bricks, tiles and jade... Too many things can be turned into acquired spirits. Zilong was confused and didn't know how to choose for a moment.

As time passed by bit by bit, Zilong's soul drifted around, and he no longer knew where he had come.

On the top of the mountain with continuous peaks, Zilong's soul sat cross-legged on it, a little confused and confused.

"What should I use as the acquired spirit?"

Strictly speaking, there is no distinction between strength and weakness in the species of source spirits. The ferocious source spirits formed by giant beasts such as lions and tigers may not be able to withstand a needle or a thread, or a hare and field mice.

The strength of the source spirit is related to the cultivator's mind, wisdom, qualifications, etc.

In front of real masters, inconspicuous source spirits such as Feihua and Thinye can also slaughter thousands of troops and dominate the world...

After a long time, Zilong looked at the mountains surrounded by mist and left. However, he saw the first sun rising in the sky, and the warm light dyed everything in front of him red. The clouds and mists were burning and like fire, which was very beautiful.

Zilong looked up at the sky and found that even though he was on the top of the mountain peaks, there was still clouds and mist on his head.

Clouds and mists seem invisible, but they can gather in all shapes, such as fire trees and silver flowers, elephants and rolls, huge rocks and waves, flowers, birds, insects and fish...

Looking up from the foot of the mountain, it seems that the mountain is rushing straight into the sky. The mountain is higher than the clouds, but at the top of the mountain, you know that there are clouds on the clouds, and the clouds are higher than the mountain...

In the absence of his mind, Zilong seemed to have realized something. His eyes slowly closed and his soul was in an extremely mysterious state. After a long time, Zilong's soul suddenly changed and a white light suddenly rose.

...

...

The sunset in the distance was like fire, burning clouds. After a moment, night fell and the sky in Hongcheng gradually darkened.

In the mountains and forests outside Hongcheng, four huge teams were hiding in it, seemingly waiting for something.

These four teams are wearing various robes, each with more than a hundred people. The four teams together have a huge number of more than four hundred people. Most of these people have fierce eyes and a sharp aura, and they are ruthless characters who have been killed for a long time.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed, shocking the leaders of the four teams. Even after several masters surrounded the black shadow.

"It's me!" The black shadow appeared, revealing his true face. This was a young man with a thin figure but very smart and capable look.

The master who surrounded Xiang Zhi immediately withdrew, and the leader of the four teams Xiang Zhi came over.

"It turns out that it is the guardian Zhang from a poor family. How about it? How did Master Yang arrange it?" The leader of the four teams asked.

"The other four bosses have led their subordinates to sneak into Hongcheng, and have become dormant around the various territories under the jurisdiction of Changgang in the east of the city. When the signal sounds, they will all come out, and they will definitely be able to mess up the Changgang." Zhang Guardian replied.

"What do we want to do?"

"Master Yang asked me to inform all the bosses that you will take your own men and join me in the poor family and head to the Changbang General Hall and take Zhao Cirong's head."

"I heard that Zhao Cirong has a mid-level fifth-level cultivation level and also has a late-level fifth-level brutal monster. Last night, one man and one beast destroyed the Mu Gang, and Sun Mazi also died on the streets. There would be no accidents in this operation, right?" A boss was still a little worried, so he asked Mr. Zhang.

"Please rest assured that this is true. Zhao Cirong's strength is indeed beyond our previous expectations, but I found out that after the battle last night, Zhao Cirong was seriously injured and still unconscious. He is no longer afraid. Moreover, Master Yang has invited the masters of the main hall." Zhang Guardian spoke and comforted everyone.

Hearing the sound, the bosses' faces rose in joy. Since Yang Ye had invited the masters of the poor general hall, the surprise attack and encirclement they targeted the Chang Gang this time was sure to win.

"Start, enter all the way from Ximen, and head straight to Changbang Headquarters!"

"yes!"

...

More than 400 people entered the west gate of Hongcheng. There were many people, vast, but very neat and not messy at all. However, this scene scared the pedestrians on Hongcheng Street. Seeing these people dressed, they did not look like local forces in Hongcheng.

Moreover, these people showed fierce faces and were all holding weapons. They were definitely not good people at first sight, but they looked like they were going to chop people.

Everyone had a premonition that something big would happen, so they all avoided it. Many people fled back home and closed the door and windows. A huge incident occurred last night when the wooden gang was destroyed. Judging from the posture of these people, Hongcheng tonight would not be peaceful.

But just as the guardian Zhang led all four forces to meet with the people from the poor family, he saw a very puzzled expression on Yang Ye's face.

"Master Yang, what's wrong?"

"Five minutes ago, all the guards outside the Changbang General Hall retreated. I was afraid of alerting the enemy, so I didn't dare to send anyone to visit. I don't know what the situation inside the Changbang General Hall is now." Yang Ye's face was solemn, and a very bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

"Is it because the news leaked? There will be no ambush in the Changbang General Hall, right?" A boss showed suspicion.

"All the elites of our nine forces are dispatched, and with the assistance and hiring masters from the poor general hall, even if there is a real ambush, I will not be afraid." Another boss looked at him disdainful.

"Anyway, it's better to be careful. Let's spread out and don't go to the main entrance. Crazy rush into the Changbang General Hall to solve the battle as quickly as possible."

The arrow was drawn without turning back, and more than 500 people scattered. Some surrounded the Changgang General Hall into an iron barrel, and the other part jumped into the Changgang General Hall one after another after Yang Ye's order.

At the same time, colorful fireworks soared into the sky, and poor people launched an attack signal to the other four forces dormant in Changbang's territory and near the industry.

The source of energy was overwhelming, and the shouts of killing sounded immediately. The people from the Changgang General Hall were preparing to start a massacre, but at first glance, they didn't even notice a ghost.

"Search!" Yang Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, and then said with a loud voice.

More than 300 people who flocked to the Changgang General Hall immediately scattered, searching for traces of the Changgang people everywhere, without missing an inch of land.

However, one-third of a quarter of an hour passed, and when all the teams reported no one was found, Yang Ye and the five bosses all became very ugly.

Did the news really leak out, and Zhao Cirong and everyone from Chang Gang knew that the disaster was coming, and then secretly fled Hongcheng in batches?

Just as Yang Ye and the five other bosses were silent, an old man in gray-haired gray clothes came from the sky.

"Elder Hu." Yang Ye and others looked at the old man in gray in awe and greeted him one after another.

Elder Hu is one of the masters Yang Ye invited from the poor family hall. His cultivation is a mid-level saint in the sixth-level, middle-level saint, and the first master in the poor family.

Elder Hu nodded and said lightly to Yang Ye and others:

"There is indeed no one here, but there are fierce fluctuations of source energy surging in the east of the city, as if a large-scale battle is being held."

Elder Hu looked toward the east of the city. His spiritual sense was powerful and he sensed the fierce battle in the distance.

"City east? A large-scale battle?"

Just thinking about it, a sudden expression rose on Yang Ye's face.

"Not good!!" Yang Ye yelled, and his face suddenly changed color.

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