Chapter 740: Wu Chengwudao

Nalanjie was angry and left the city's main house with Ling Xiao. Of course, Nalanjie left, and Fang Hongzhao naturally did not stay. Although the people here belong to the gods and devils, he is not one. understanding.
It was not long after Ling Xiao and Ling Shiyu had just left the city government. Yao, Nalanjie and Fang Hongzhao had chased each other.
Ling Xiao looked at them with interest and joked: "Three, I can't afford you."
The three men turned their eyes at Ling Xiao at the same time: "Who needs you to raise, let's go."
While the Lingxiao Wuren Group was preparing to leave Baiqiao City, the soldiers of the more than 5,000 Demon Leagues who had previously been hiding outside Baiqiao City rushed in and rushed to Ling Xiao: "Ling Bo, we will go with you. ""
Fang Hongzhao has already said the situation of Ling Xiao with the communication soul stone and the soldiers. Those people who heard that Ling Xiao is the son of Ling Feng, all excited and not like, they rushed up in the first time.
At this time, Nalan Han Xue was very "in a timely" appearance in the sight of these people, cold: "If you go with Ling Xiao, then you should not say that you are a of magic alliance."
The more than 5,000 soldiers were silent for a while.
They all participated in the gods and devils alliance for a common goal. I heard that the helper of the lord, Nalan Hanxue, would kick them out of the league, and it was not a taste in my heart.
"Of course, including you, Naranger." Nalan Hanxue looked at her brother's gaze like watching a poor worm: "I will give you a chance, or stay, I will continue to protect you. Or, you will not come back to me later."
Nalanjie’s head was like a thunderous thunder, and it was stunned and stunned: What happened to her sister, why is it so big for Ling Xiao’s opinion that even her own brother is not needed.
The previous Naranger was indeed impulsive. He and his sister lived together, and he was very reluctant to leave his sister.
However, when he once again thought of his sister's contempt for his gaze, Nalanjie's smattering of the heart was finally provoked: "Walk away, I am still the same sentence, leaving my sister, I can still live."
Seeing that Naranger made such a decision in such a decisive manner, the more than 5,000 warriors who followed Ling Xiao and received many benefits from him made the same decision.
"Ling Xiao Bo, let's go with you."
"Yes, see the lord, I don't believe it, leaving the gods and magic alliances, we are nothing."
Ling Xiao looked at these magical alliance warriors, could not help but smile, he originally intended to let them stay in the magical alliance, let the magical alliance raise, wait until the key time to find them to help.
If they go with them, the goal is too big, but now it's good, these guys are really stupid to keep up with themselves.
Ling Xiao is not good at rejecting these enthusiastic guys, but he has to make it difficult for them to follow: "Well, let's go together, but remember my words: Whenever you use your own life as a guideline, I may not take it into consideration. everyone."
Hearing the thoughts that Ling Xiao instilled on these soldiers, Nalan Hanxue was a glimpse first, and then his face immediately showed a smile that was extremely contemptuous: "Ling Wei, you are so timid, no wonder your brother likes to follow you. It turned out to be The smell is similar, hehe."
Nalan Hanxue said this, Ling Xiao did not refute anything, the soldiers did not agree first.
Although they know the identity of Nalan Hanxue, after all, Nalan Han Xue is too far away from them, far less than Ling Xiao and Fang Hongzhao are close to them.
They were originally Fang Hongzhao's men, and they have experienced several battles with Ling Xiao. From an emotional point of view, they are naturally more willing to be close to Ling Xiao and Fang Hongzhao.
Besides, anyway, they have already been kicked out of the gods and devils alliances. They are not considered to be alliances. Some people dare to say that they are bosses. Of course, they will unswervingly counterattack each other.
"Ling Xiao Bo is thinking for us."
"How bad is the boss of Ling Xiao, it is better than someone who only knows that we are going to die."
I was stunned by these soldiers, and there was some hang on the face of the lively demon four little holy.
These warriors are referring to the boss who sent people to death, isn’t that the four of them?
Ling Xiao looked at the shackles of the four gods of the gods, and Nalan Han Xue quickly became a human being, and even smiled unnecessarily: "Don't argue, brothers, let's go."
Ling Xiao stopped talking and went on to the south of Baiqiao City.
His goal is the extreme southern end of the Heavenly Soul continent, the Devil's Mountain, where he will find his father and find the answer he always wanted.
The soldiers saw Ling Xiao gone, they screamed dissatisfied twice and left.
After passing the White Bridge, it was Huangyecheng. Looking at this small army and heading for the direction of Baiqiao, Nalan Han Xue’s lips moved slightly, and the corner of his mouth rose. The sneer expression on his face seemed to be a very funny one. Things are general: "Ling Xiao, the soul of the world is not as easy as you think. I want to bring so many people to the Devil's Mountain with your own power. It is simply an idiot."
"I don't think so." I don't know when, the thin man Guo Qingsan stood at the side of Nalan Hanxue, faint.
"Old Guo, you are optimistic about the kid, I am afraid you will be disappointed, I bet you, that the guy can not pass the yellow bear city that the old bear had attacked before." Nalan Han Xue coldly shouted.
Guo Qing San Xiao smiled two times: "Well, I don't know what the young lady wants to gamble with Lao Guo. All the things that Lao Guo has, are not all ladies."
Nalan Hanxue reluctantly smashed Guo Qing's eyes and smashed his sleeves. He stopped talking about it and turned away: "Let's go, these are broken, keep it for the tower of the gods."
Wu Cheng, the priest of the gray robe, quickly returned to his own Huangye City. Xiong Xiao was sure to keep his credit and handed over a piece of Wu Cheng’s family to Wu Cheng.
Of course, it’s just the body of Wu Cheng’s son.
"Mother, big brother, second brother... big sister..." The young young general of Wu Cheng screamed with tears and screamed from the horse, and fell to the ground.
This young young general is Wu Cheng’s youngest son, Wu Qing. When he saw his relatives died in all likelihood, Wu Qing could not withstand the blow and fainted.
"Xiongxiao..." Wu Cheng bit his teeth and recited the name of Xiong Xiao. The sharp murderous body was scattered everywhere.
However, Wu Cheng, who has a murderous emptiness, has nowhere to vent, and can only scream into the sky: "Ah,."
When people go to the city, Xiong Xiao has long gone, Wu Cheng wants to take revenge and can't start.
Besides, the strength of Xiong Xiao is five purple, even if Wu Cheng hits Xiong Xiao, it is not the opponent of the other side.
On this day, Huang Yecheng was in a white sacred place, offering a family of lords who died for the "just cause" of the tower of the gods.
A row of row spirits is placed in the lobby of their home, and only Wu Cheng himself and his youngest son Wu Qing are guarding the hall. It is cold and clear, and even more miserable.
"Master, you are right..." Wu Cheng said to himself, the expression on his face is still the same as that of the former "cold-faced killer", but the murderousness on his body seems to be uncontrolled. The white cloth used to arrange the hall is torn and shredded.
Feeling the fierce momentum of his father, Wu Qing was afraid to get a sigh of relief: "Hey, you are..."
Wu Cheng ignored the question of his younger son and continued to whisper: "If you want to reach the highest level of cold-blooded power, you must be unaccompanied, without any concern..."
Wu Cheng’s master is the B priest among the top ten priests. It is rumored that the B priest has lived for hundreds of thousands of years and has never had a relative in his life.
In addition to the acceptance of Wu Cheng, a disciple under the command of the soul of the Lord Murong Huatian, the B priest did not even have a speaker.
The cultivation of the B priest is the sixth phoenix of the sorcerer, and is the strongest individual among the top ten priests.
As a disciple of the B priest, Wu Cheng’s cultivation is not low, but he has remained at the level of Wuyiqing, and there is no way to continue to improve.
The priests slayed the enlightenment and improved the cultivation. Wu Cheng also pursued this principle, killing countless people, and long-term cultivation as a stagnation made Wu Cheng doubtful about this Master’s standard.
This time, Wu Cheng’s family has changed dramatically. There seems to be a bit of insight in his heart. He feels that there are signs of breakthrough.
Looking at his father's lost soul, Wu Qing is even more like a earthy color: "Hey, don't scare your baby."
Wu Cheng suddenly woke up from the state of whispering, very seriously looking at his little son: "Qinger, do you want to avenge your mother and your brothers."
As soon as I remembered the body of my loved one on the wall, Wu Qing’s eyes were filled with grievances and nodded firmly:
Qinger is willing.

Wu Cheng’s face showed a happy smile:
Well, it’s so good...

Wu Qing has never seen his serious father smile, and he stayed in the same place in a moment: "Hey, you are..."
Wu Qing’s voice paused because his father’s hand had caught his throat and he couldn’t say any words.
Wu Qing’s face was frightened and puzzled. The eyes full of despair seemed to question his father: Why is this?
"Qinger, let's go with peace of mind..." Wu Cheng did not know how much power his hand had made. He only knew that his son had pulled his head like a dead chicken.
"Master, I can finally do it without any reason, no connection, haha..."
Wu Cheng screamed and laughed. The terrible smile spread throughout the city's main government. All the people who heard this laughter all raised a cold chill in the bottom of their hearts, as if there were countless needle tips piercing each inch of their skin...
"Reporting to the city master, from the Baiqiao City news, a team of gods and magic alliance is coming in the direction of our Huangyecheng." Wu Cheng's communication soul stone lit up, showing such a message.
Wu Cheng stopped laughing and the expression on his face returned to its original state: "Yes, just, let them give my family a funeral."