MTL - Return of the War God-Chapter 83 : Small building closed

Wei Xiong, standing in the void with his hand held blank, could not see any emotional fluctuations from the square face, but a pair of sharp eyes, like acupuncture, stood above Zhou Lieyang's body.

This Fang Tiandi seemed to fall into endless silence again, and no one even dared to gasp loudly.

"Quietly, I can easily dissolve two such mighty forces. Such a cultivation base and such a realm are really... powerful."

The light in his eyes was like electricity, and a murmur resounded in Ye Wuque's heart, but it also made his mind and will stronger.

Zhou Lieyang was very uncomfortable at this moment. He slightly bent over, face down, clasped his fists, and rushed to the horizon of Wei Xiong. The wrinkles on his old face were knotted, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. In the depths of the eyes, there was a deep fear.

Because Zhou Lieyang felt a boundless pressure passing through the sky and the sharp eyes on his body, like falling into the abyss, like hell, he felt like he had become a lamb. Shaking in the icy wind and snow, helpless and desperate.

Although Qi Shilong on the other side had the same actions as Zhou Lieyang, he was extremely relaxed, his eyes swept away from Zhou Lieyang, who was desperately tolerant, and a sneer crossed his mouth.

"This matter ends here."

Withdrawing the gaze cast on Zhou Lieyang, Wei Xiong's words sounded lightly, but his tone was beyond doubt, echoing in everyone's ears. With Wei Xiong's words, everyone seemed to feel a looseness around them, and there was no longer the silent depression and stagnation.

Zhou Lieyang let out a sigh of relief in his heart, knowing that he was right.

In the Hundred Cities War, as long as you don't die, you don't care about the means.

This sentence was personally said by Wei Xiong. Zhou Lieyang knew that Wei Xiong always said that he was uncompromising and selfless. As long as the person is not dead, there is still room for negotiation.

As for the repair base is abolished, the tendons are broken?

Not as good as humans, that deserves it!

"Well, it took a while. Those who passed the first stage of the Hundred Cities War, follow me.

"

"Om"

The storage ring that Ye Wuque handed over to Wei Xiong was sent back again by a force, and the **** knife was sent into the storage ring again.

"Boom Rumble"

Wei Xiong waved his right hand, and the white light gate on the horizon suddenly shone with a dazzling white light, and the ethereal aura swept open again, completely covering the dozens of young monks who had passed the first stage of the Hundred Cities War.

As Zhou Lieyang looked at the slender figure shrouded in white light in the sky with a trace of chill, a faint voice suddenly sounded in Zhou Lieyang's ear, and his tone was also beyond doubt.

"Cruel and bloodthirsty, there is no bottom line, after Zhou Huo healed, send him to prison city."

Zhou Lieyang's old face was pale for a moment.

...

"Om..."

The two separated Yuanli apertures were dragged by a force to fly in the void.

The roar of Yuanli heard in the ears, and within one of the Yuanli apertures, Ye Wuque, Lin Yingluo, Sima Ao, and Mo's three sisters stood side by side.

"Xiaobai lotus root, is the injury on your face okay?"

After touching Mo Bai's little head, Ye Wuque asked distressedly.

"It's okay, Big Brother Ye, it will be all right in a few days, and you also avenged me!"

With big eyes playing like a crescent moon, Mo Bailou grinned.

Holding Mo Bai's shoulders affectionately, Mo Honglian continued: "Unexpectedly, Zhou Lieyang, the old man, turned right and wrong and wanted to kill you regardless of black and white."

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"If City Lord Qi hadn't helped in time this time, you would be in danger."

Sima Ao was also afraid.

"It seems that we must beware of the city lord of this purple fire city in the future."

Nodding lightly, Lin Yingluo's cold eyes flashed a faint light.

"Hehe, don't worry, with City Lord Qi here, Zhou Lieyang dare not blatantly stumble me, but it's not wrong to be careful."

Seeing that everyone was worried about his safety, Ye Wuque felt warm and smiled and replied.

Immediately, he glanced at him and saw Nalan Yan standing on the other side of Yuanli's aperture.

With a change of expression, Ye Wuque stepped forward, stopped in front of Nalan Yan, clasped his fists, and said with a smile: "I just thanked the girl Nalan for her help."

It seemed that there was no surprise for Ye Wuque's arrival, and the moon-like beautiful eyes on Nalan Yanying's face shone moist.

She is tall, wearing a white and green close-fitting martial arts skirt, her shoulders are round, and her chest is high. The close-fitting martial arts skirt is wrapped with a thin waist, and after falling down, she forms an amazing arc of charm, and then down is a pair of straight Beautiful legs, graceful posture, and slim.

"Young Master Ye is polite. If Young Master Ye hadn't arrived in time in the Yuanyang Palace, it would still be a question of whether Nalan could stand here and speak. Therefore, if it is about saving people, Ye Young Master should save Nalan first."

On weekdays, Nalan Yan is so brilliant and intelligent. Many young talents in the main city of Tianfeng are attracted by her sassy temperament, which is different from the rest of the women. Nalan Yan can't see her daughter's unique posture .

At this moment, Ye Wuque had the blessing to be able to see him. Looking at the moist beautiful eyes, Ye Wuque smiled and said: "Miss Nalan is serious, no matter what, today’s matter, Ye must have something in a few days. Newspaper."

Immediately after the two exchanged a few words, Ye Wuque returned to the women, sat cross-legged, and began to practice.

In the distance, Na Lanyan's gaze swept past Ye Wuque who was practicing with closed eyes from time to time, looking inexplicable.

"Haha, Nalan, staring at that Ye Wuque so intently, are you looking at him? Tsk tsk, these young talents in the main city of Tianfeng are going to be sad now."

The lively one among the other two monks in the main city of Tianfeng suddenly smiled and said with a hint of teasing.

The ridicule coming from behind caused Na Lan Yan to withdraw her gaze, and then she sat down cross-legged without answering, but her red lips evoked an arc of charm.

This scene was seen by a few women.

Xiao Bai's mouth pouted, and Mo Honglian seemed to be thinking about something. Like Ye Wuque, Mo Qingye was immersed in the training, but Lin Yingluo's cold eyes flashed a touch of secrecy.

"Buzz..."

Yuanli's aperture trembled in the void, and took off for half an hour in a blink of an eye.

"Huh? It's slowed down."

Mo Honglian, who was the first to awaken from training, noticed the state of Yuanli aperture.

"It seems that the destination has arrived."

Opening his eyes, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed in depth, stood up, and the five people stood side by side, waiting quietly.

"Om..."

The dazzling white light gradually dissipated, suddenly revealing a stalwart figure, behind him, followed by dozens of young faces.

Wei Xiong, who turned around, stood with his hand in his hand, and said to the dozens of young monks in front of him: "For the next three days, you will rest here and adjust your condition. After three days, someone will come to pick you up. ."

"call out"

After saying this, Wei Xiong soared into the air, turning into a stream of light and galloping away.

"Look! That's..."

Suddenly someone screamed, with a hint of excitement in his tone.

"Hi! I read it right!"

"Could it be that...the first main city?"

"It must be right!"

...

There were bursts of exclamation among dozens of monks, and their tone was full of surprises and excitement. It seemed that they had seen something extremely extraordinary!

A trace of shock and excitement flashed in Ye Wuque's eyes as well. At the end of his gaze, a huge golden city stood majestically in the direction of the flashing light that Wei Xiong leaped into the sky, far away from here!

Although separated by an incomparably far distance, Ye Wuque could still feel the boundless power from the golden city!

Ruoyuanyang Palace feels vast and simple, as if the years have been settled, waiting quietly for someone who can open it.

Then this golden city is ancient domineering!

It is lying there, just like sitting in time, nothing can shake it, nothing can destroy it, ancient and powerful, domineering and majestic, the mottled years seem to be unable to describe it, only two other words Yes, forever.

"The first city... it's really fascinating!"

Ye Wuque, who withdrew his gaze, lowered his head slightly, his gaze was hot and bright, and he clenched his fists, and immediately he was the first to walk to the group of buildings that were separated and connected to each other ten feet away.

"These small buildings also look extremely old!"

Looking at the quaint and elegant small buildings in front of him, Mo Baiou opened his mouth in a little surprise.

"That's natural. This should be the place for participants to rest temporarily in every Hundred City War."

Then Mo Bai's words said, Mo Honglian's eyes were filled with emotion.

The other dozens of monks also recovered from the excitement of seeing the first main city for the first time, and each dispersed and walked towards the small building they chose.

"Yin"

A faint sword chant sounded, the elegant style minister was carrying a long sword, and there was a slight throbbing in his clear eyes, as if he saw these small buildings and thought of something.

Ye Wuque keenly noticed that most of the young powerhouses he had noticed on the white jade platform were still among them, but there were more mysterious and powerful fresh faces.

The three people to the southeast, the one headed by them, had black martial arts robes, a unique temperament, standing out from the crowd, aura like a deep sea, and exuding cold air, like a piece of ice that has not melted for a thousand years.

There are three people in the southwest, in strange costumes. Although they look different, their temperaments are surprisingly the same. The three people stand together, incomparably harmonious, but give people a very dangerous feeling.

There are three big fat men on the east, all of them like a mountain of meat, weighing at least about three hundred jin. At this moment, they are smiling and seemingly harmless.

On the west side, there are three pretty but pale women. The paleness seems to be born, not because of lack of energy and blood. The breath of the three women seems to be floating, their breathing is extremely shallow, but their bodies are extremely enchanting.

...

Looking around for a week, Ye Wuque's heart became more and more bizarre, and he glanced at the elegant minister with a long sword again, no longer staying, nodded to the others, and randomly selected a small building, his body flashed, and he rushed towards him Away.

Sima Ao followed Ye Wuque closely and chose another small building next to his left.

The remaining four women also chose the connected small buildings in turn, so that they can take care of each other, and if something happens, they can be there in the shortest time.

There are a lot of empty small buildings, with hundreds of them, enough for everyone to shelter temporarily.

The layout of the small building is extremely simple, a round table, two chairs and a wooden bed, nothing more.

Ye Wuque sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, first circulated the sacred path war energy and entered the cultivation. After two hours of quiet training, his closed eyes opened.

The storage ring on his right hand flashed light, and a scroll appeared in his right hand. It was the scroll that had been snatched from Zhou Huo in Yuanyang Palace, and it was still shining with a faint light.

"Huang-level inferior and peculiar learning, red cover four yang skills."

Then the storage ring light flashed again, another thing was taken out by Ye Wuque, held in his left hand, and it was also a scroll.

"Yellow grade is inferior and unparalleled, and the month lacks treasures."

He let out a sigh of relief, holding a scroll in one hand, Ye Wuque forcibly endured a trace of excitement in his heart, and the words that Ji Yuanyang had asked him last echoed in his mind.

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