My brother is too strong

The news released by Tianji Bao stunned people in the Thirteen Prefectures and the Demon Realm.

"Isn't it? The Lingxiao sect found a new world?"

"Are you kidding me? A small sect can find a whole world?"

"Aren't all worlds destroyed? Are the worlds found by the Lingxiao Sect not destroyed?"

"Hmph, you are misleading the public with your lies. What does the Lingxiao sect want to do?"

"People from the Lingxiao sect want to take advantage of this opportunity to gain attention and make their debut?"

“Is publishing this article on Tianji Daily an advertisement?”

"It must be. Look, if you give me 20,000 spiritual stones for one person, isn't this taking advantage of others?"

The monks were dubious and doubtful that the Lingxiao sect owned a world.

The same heaven and earth, the same world, will the world found by the Lingxiao Sect not be destroyed?

Will the found world be a small space?

Or is it a space created by people?

Apart from some acquaintances, not many people in the Thirteen Prefectures believe that the Lingxiao Sect will have a world.

As for the Hanxing side, they were skeptical at first, but the Holy Land came forward to personally confirm it, making the Hanxing demons believe that the Lingxiao sect had a world that could protect them.

The Holy Land also began to mobilize organizations and prepare to enter Lu Shaoqing's world.

Under the organization of the Holy Land, groups of demon monks began to enter Yanzhou from Hanxing.

Qizhou!

The Lingxiao faction suddenly became lively.

Forces big and small began to gather together with Lingxiao Sect.

The monks gathered at Lingxiao Sect again.

The last time it was so lively was when Eunjie targeted Lu Shaoqing.

There were more people coming this time than last time.

Monks came from all thirteen states.

They all came here with only one purpose, to find out whether the news was true or false.

A world that will not be destroyed and can tolerate human beings is not reliable no matter how you hear it.

However, this was the last straw they could find.

They have to confirm for themselves whether it is true or false.

It's true, so naturally I have to find a way and risk my life to get in.

It's fake. Here you can directly greet the eighteenth generation of Lingxiao sect's ancestors.

The sudden increase in the number of people once again put the Lingxiao faction under pressure.

There is an endless stream of people visiting every day, including representatives of major forces and powerful beings with great reputations.

Their arrival put the Lingxiao faction under pressure.

Moreover, the number of people in Lingxiao City is increasing day by day, and the pressure is increasing day by day.

Facing so many people, Ling Xiao's manpower seemed to be stretched thin.

Shuangyue Valley came to help, ASEAN also came to help, and the Jian family and Tianji Pavilion also sent people to help, so that the Lingxiao faction had time to breathe.

At first, many monks were dubious about this, and no one dared to take the first step easily.

However, Shuangyue Valley, ASEAN, Jian Family, and Tianji Pavilion took the lead and took the lead, making many monks determined to follow them.

Groups of monks are organized and can enter by paying spiritual stones.

Ten thousand spiritual stones for those with better relationships, and twenty thousand spiritual stones for those with ordinary relationships.

In less than three months, the Lingxiao sect has already earned one trillion yuan, and Lu Shaoqing has received more than 500 billion yuan.

With more than 500 billion in hand, Lu Shaoqing could barely breathe a sigh of relief.

Sitting cross-legged in the room, Lu Shaoqing took a deep breath and took out the spirit stones. The storage ring that had not responded had a flash of light, and countless spirit stones were swallowed up.

Cracks on the ring also heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When all the spirit stones were used up, Lu Shaoqing's head felt heavy when he saw it.

"Not okay yet?"

The injury this time was more serious than before. The cracks spread all over and almost turned into several pieces.

Now the deep cracks have turned into shallow cracks, like an insect lying on it, and there are also dense cracks on the surface, which is shocking to see.

At first glance, it looked like a tattered ring, the kind of tatters that no one would pick up even if it was thrown on the ground.

Lu Shaoqing felt a headache when he saw that there was still a shallow crack and surface crack.

He estimated that it would take more than 500 billion spiritual stones to completely repair it.

"But it's okay," Lu Shaoqing muttered, "there's still ticket income, so it's not a loss."

For every person who enters, he has at least five thousand to ten thousand spiritual stones.

There are more than a trillion monks in the Thirteen States and the Demon Realm. You don’t have to enter them all, you only need to come one-third, and Lu Shaoqing’s wish can come true.

When Yao thought about sleeping on the spiritual stone in the future, Lu Shaoqing drooled and laughed, "Hehe..."

After a few proud smiles, Lu Shaoqing's figure flashed and entered the time room, where he had to go see his dead brother.

Without his dead brother, it’s unclear whether Lu Shaoqing would survive.

After coming in, Lu Shaoqing found that the situation inside was worse than imagined.

Here before, there was a starry sky above our heads, and the stars gathered together and shone brightly.

Moreover, even when there was heavy damage before, you can still vaguely see stars here.

Now the top of the head is pitch black, as if all the stars have been killed and returned to the chaotic darkness.

Lu Shaoqing secretly complained in his heart, how many spiritual stones would it cost to save him?

It was dark and lifeless here, and Lu Shaoqing felt that he felt the same way.

Also dim are the coffins.

Lu Shaoqing took a few steps closer to feel it, but he didn't feel any breath.

When he got closer to the young master, he reached out and knocked, "Dead ghost, are you still alive?"

There was no response. I shouted twice more, but still no response.

Lu Shaoqing couldn't help but worry secretly. Although the dead ghost brother was said to be very strong, the enemy he encountered this time was a legendary immortal.

Moreover, it is also the end point of many immortals’ lives, the existence of the Immortal Lord level.

Facing such an enemy, the dead ghost brother is very strong, but he must have used all his capital.

After shouting a few more times, there was still no movement, which made Lu Shaoqing even more worried.

If something goes wrong with the damn little brother, why should he cry to death?

"Damn it, if you don't say anything, I'm going to force the door open."

He continued to knock, and finally Lu Shaoqing took out Mo Junjian and muttered, "It needs to be stronger."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Shaoqing felt a chill. When he looked up again, he saw an illusory figure floating above his head, looking down at him coldly...