"Ah! It's a waste of soulpower!"
Zhang Xing has never used Longquan since entering Shenjing. This is the first time.
Unexpectedly, the eighteen styles were combined in one punch, and before the full power broke out, Jinlin was beaten into nothingness.
Zhang Xing slowly withdrew his fist, somewhat interested.
Looking at the demon shivering monsters shivering to the scared, shook his head, a group of grasshoppers.
"Let me go!"
Zhang Xing waved his hand, his tone was flat, and he said he would ignore the monsters.
Whether it was the demon of the demon gods college or watching all the other forces of the demon tribe, they were as amnesty, and the face of horror immediately appeared with great surprise.
With a hurry, hundreds of millions of demons are like tides, and disappear instantly within the scope of Ziyu Mountain.
"Everyone, please come here, Ziyushan welcomes you!"
Zhang Xingbinghan's strong (sha-sha) face turned into a kind smile, and they beckoned to the white-haired patriarch.
The 10,000 people in the distance bowed at the same time (body sh n), facing away from Zhang Xing.
After a while, they all came to the top of Ziyu Mountain, and they knelt down and thanked him.
"Mr. Zhang, thank you! Thank you! Thank you ..."
The head of the white-haired patriarch was excited (Re r) with tears in his eyes, and only said thank you.
These two words contain too much bitterness and suffering. I want to say a lot of words of gratitude, but the words have become choked by the mouth!
"Well, I know the suffering of the human race, you have suffered!"
Zhang Xing's hands were futile, and his eyes had seen from everyone's face.
Those people's eyes turned red, and the tears of grievances fell down.
They are like children who have been lost for many years, and go home today (ri)!
"Brothers and sisters, seniors, this will be your home in the future, so rest assured that you can cultivate and rest here.
I think after this battle, the demon tribe is afraid to come again. "
Zhang Xing said, looking away from Ziyu Mountain.
偌 Big triple sky, how many human races are left, I hope you all come over as soon as you hear the news.
Zhang Xing called Qianshan and asked them to arrange the living quarters of this 10,000 people.
In the evening, a banquet was held in Ziyushan.
All kinds of mountain and sea food have everything, which made more than 10,000 people open their arms and eat.
During the banquet, heads of white hair and Ren Qianshan and several other clan leaders came to Zhang Xing (body sh n), sat on the floor, and talked while drinking.
"Mr. Zhang, I don't want to say much about the decline of the human race. We will grow with you in the future and show the glory of the human race again!"
The patriarch of white hair sincerely showed (exposed) loyalty to Zhang Xing.
"I waited for Zhang Zongzhu to be the leader. If there is a mission, I will never die!"
Ren Qianshan also said.
Zhang Xing nodded slightly and didn't say much. His ambitious ambitions couldn't tell them yet.
Otherwise it would disturb him.
"Mr. Zhang, I don't think it will take long for your fame to go through the triple sky.
Are we setting up a gate? "
The gray-haired patriarch suggested.
"Alright, let's use Tianlong Sect."
Zhang Xing was too lazy to think about other names, where the existing Tianlongzong went and set up.
"Tianlong Sect ..."
The faces of several old men were very happy. We have also been organized since we started!
"Mr. Zhang, do you want to pick a Huang Daoji (Japanese ri) for the opening ceremony?"
Ren Qianshan asked excitedly.
"Not for now, just spread the news.
Even if the opening ceremony is held now, the major forces of the demon clan will not send representatives.
Although they are afraid of me, they still disdain the human race in their hearts. "
One person (qiang qiang) is not equal to the human race (qiang qiang), Zhang Xing is right.
In order to make the demons fear the human race, we must quickly cultivate a group of talented people.
But this process can't be realized in time.
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