Chapter 457: Freshman

On the current fierce land in Kyushu, the dead city is not among the top three.
On weekdays, there are overcast mists and mists everywhere, and no cultivator is willing to approach. The forces that have stayed outside the city to monitor the dynamics here have already been withdrawn more than a hundred years ago.
Xiao Chen stood above the dead city, with all the light around him, the forehead devil pattern shining brightly, the divine acupoints shone like stars in his flesh and blood, and there were many mysterious patterns on the skin. Shadows are looming around them.
Twenty-seven war swords were suspended in the four directions, arranged in a complex arcane array of mysterious arcanes, and shot out of the sky's sword awn. At this moment, he felt full of powerful power, and vaguely had some connection with the dead city.
"Xiao Chen, what's wrong with you?" The Protoss Han Qier shouted loudly.
Xiao Chen was full of energy, the light was soaring, his body was getting hotter and hotter, and it seemed to burn completely. At this moment, he finally knew that he had contact with the dead city again, just as he did then!
Yes, he now feels the same as the Dead City, feels its majestic power, and even wants to coincide with its will.
"Let's go, I'll stay here for a while." Xiao Chen stood above the dead city, his black hair was ink, dancing wildly, and the behind him was like a huge waterfall that went up against the sky and went straight to Xiaohan. , And around it is endless black haze surging.
Several people looked at each other, Tianya was very attentive, shouting: "Brother Xiao Chen, you have to be careful."
Weijin 300 million didn't care, saying: "It's okay, the scourge is thousands of years old. He lives as long as I do, and he can't die if he wants to die."
Binglan and Xuemeng no words. He shouted at the dead city and left.
Jin Sanyi and others left. Calm returned to the dead city. Xiao Chen jumped into the city at once.
If this bold move is seen by anyone. Will be dumbfounded.
The name of the dead city spread throughout Kyushu and the Sifang world. Many great forces have sent people into the dead city. Want to find out. but. Those cultivators all go to die without returning.
Just enter the city. There will be a force of sealing. Stop them from leaving. Of course this is not the scariest. The most terrifying is. There are fierce spirits hidden in all ancient houses in the inner city. Regardless of the devil. They are not immune. Will be eaten live!
There was silence in the dead city. Widely on the ancient streets. There is a figure empty. Even in the midday sun. It also looks very dark. lifeless.
The majestic giant city does not know how many years exist. The ancient buildings on both sides of the city's streets are engraved with the wind and frost of the years, but they are like eternal immortality, and they can stand forever.
Xiao Chen wandered alone in the dead city, feeling the silence, and then everything seemed to reappear in front of him.
In a trance, he seemed to see the magnificent and tall figure of the ancestor Flint standing lonely in a vague room. It seemed that he had seen many legendary characters fighting in the sword and blood, and the bones of the blood sea.
Of course, everything is an illusion, only because his state of mind and the feelings of the year are united.
There is a deity's flesh in an ancient mansion on both sides of the street. They have long lost their spirits and are now prisoners, becoming a member of the army defending the dead city.
How many people have fallen in the dead city, no one can tell clearly, the autumn wind is weak, and a sad atmosphere permeates the city.
"Tap", "Tap", "Tap" ...
On the quiet old streets, only his footsteps echoed, and the magnificent dead city was dead and desolate.
Although there were evil spirits in those murderous houses, none of the murderous creatures rushed out.
I once fought here, once shouted here, but after revisiting the place, Xiao Chen only had loneliness in his heart, and no words could express his mood at the moment.
Indistinctly, he seemed to hear the old ballad again when the false gods looted.
"The broken giant mountain is the spine of heaven and earth, the hard yellow mud is the blood plasma of the earth, and the bones of the mountain are the sadness of the ancestors ... Who else remembers that the Flint people have lit up the road of the human race. How can they forget Shennong tasted the baicao, buried in the bones ... "
He walked towards the center of the dead city step by step. It was the place where the former Tianbei cracked down. Even though the magic well was far apart, he felt the depression.
Standing quietly in the center of the square, looking at the closed demon well, Xiao Chen was silent for a long time, as if he seemed to see the white clothes win the snow and the ethereal clearness again.
Eventually, he slowly stepped forward, circled the magic well, and then sat silently in front of the magic well.
He wanted to say something in front of Mojing, but he found it difficult to spit out a word.
At sunrise and sunset, Xiao Chen sat quietly for three days.
Finally, he stood up silently and walked away step by step.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen appeared a small crack on the bluestone floor of the square. He looked like electricity and scanned the four directions. The big square was not different from the past, but under the eyes of the world, these subtleties were all seen.
There are a lot of hidden cracks around, although it is very subtle, but Xiao Chen, the strong man of the series, can still catch it.
With a move in his heart, he carefully observed that the crack was actually radiated from the center of the magic well. But there wasn't before the Mojing, only a little further around was visible.
The center of radiation is the magic well!
After discovering this situation, Xiao Chen suddenly jumped in his heart, and he immediately walked back.
Huang Nitai was extremely hard, sealing Mojing tightly, and there seemed to be no abnormalities.
Xiao Chen placed his left hand on it and could not sense any terrible fluctuations. However, when he raised his palm, he was surprised to find that there was a little bit of redness between his fingers, and there were blood stains on his hand!
This surprised him, Huang Nitai was bleeding, what's going on? !
There was something wrong with the sealed magic well, Xiao Chen thought
sink.
This matter is very important, and it can even be said to be a big thing!
Xiao Chen's consciousness is as bright as the moon, and he gathers together and probes into the Huangni Terrace. It was dark, he could not see anything, he could not see any result.
The false gods of the past are all wiped out. It is impossible that they caused such a result in the end.
Thinking about the bad, it's terrible! Everything is possible.
On the bright side, the Nitai is made of the flesh and blood of the ancestor, and maybe it is still active ...
In any case, the mud table of the sealed magic well is bleeding, which is a problem that cannot be ignored. Xiao Chen secretly speculates that this is why he is united with the pulse of the dead city.
"Ok?"
Xiao Chen found a little blood stain on his hand and turned it into a subtle light into the yellow mud platform again, and then touched it with his hands, but no more red stain on his hands.
He stayed in front of the devil for a whole day, but nothing new.
After staying in the dead city for ten days, Xiao Chen left the square without being blocked by any sealing forces. He flew out of the city easily.
"What is going to happen in the future is hard to tell, I hope I'm thinking about it." He decided to tell them about this phenomenon despite finding a half-ancestor.
Xiao Chen left the dead city and wanted to go to Xieke, but after thinking about it, he gave up this plan. He already knew from the old man of the Protoss, Li Mu, that the little guy almost suffocated in Shencun and fled back to Kyushu. Then he entered the Holy Mountain of Long Island, where he slept for more than a hundred years without awakening.
Hearing this result, Xiao Chen was also worried. He knew that the strength of the little things would probably advance by leaps and bounds again. The little guy was extremely talented, and he was so talented that he could wait for cultivation if he slept.
The dead city is not far from the ancient capital of Chang'an in the western region.
After many years have passed, this ancient city has become more prosperous, and the streets are full of people, and people are constantly flowing.
After more than one hundred and fifty years have passed, the next building, Yanyu Tower, stands tall and is more famous. For more than 100 years, there are not only many literati and calligraphy poems by poets, but also many gods and people leaving words here.
Moreover, since the three half-ancestors have been here, they have pushed Yanyu Tower's fame to the apex, and there is a tendency to be the second famous building in the world.
Over the past 100 years, there have been many well-known secret battles here. The Five Elements Heaven King and Wu Ming have fought here, the Yasha and the God of Fighting have battled here, and a master of the Celestial Clan has shot and killed five of the same rank here. Master, the three emperor-level masters once fought here ...
After many masters showed up here, their fame became more and more famous, and it became a treasured place for cultivators.
No one knew Xiao Chen anymore since he revisited the place, which made him have to sigh the ruthless power of the years. The current Yanyu landlord is the great grandson of that landlord, and the guests upstairs are all characters from recent decades.
He enjoyed food quietly on the seventh floor and tasted the wine. There are naturally many cultivators upstairs, and many people are talking about things in the cultivation world.
"Xu Ziyan's Golden Snake Skill is really powerful. One person strangled four contemporaries of the same order, which is daunting."
"You don't want to think about who his grandfather is, but the famous nine-headed snake, he was born to be a half-god and half-demon, and naturally has extraordinary talents."
"Huh, Xu Ziyan is nothing. The younger generation is not less than him." Some people beside him sneered and said: "You have heard of Wu Xiaoshi, a god-born, but in his twenties, almost the same generation. Invincible. "
"How could it not be heard?" Someone responded immediately: "It is said that Wu Xiaoshi is the heir of a legendary king."
When such a secret came out, it immediately attracted many people around him. Some people asked: "Which descendant of the king?"
"It must have been the legendary King Wu."
"What? Wu Xiaoshi turned out to be his parent-child?"
Some people exclaimed, but more people showed a puzzled look.
"Which King Wu?"
Some people were dissatisfied and said: "You are a rookie. Forty years ago, the world surnamed Wu, who used to fight with the Wuxing Tianwang in this building, did you not hear that? He was with Yiyi 20 years ago. The powerful celebrities win the battle day after night. You do n’t even know such prestige? "
There was an exclamation upstairs.
"It is the legendary King Wu tomorrow, and among the kings, that is definitely one of the strongest."
"Yes, the Emperor Heavenly God Clock is indestructible above his head, and he holds the Zijin Sky Thunder Hammer. Except for the scarce Celestial Clan, almost no one in the same rank can shake him."
Not far away, Xiao Chen was stunned. After nearly 160 years, Wu Ming has become a legendary figure. One can imagine how many things have happened.
"Wu Xiaoming's son Wu Xiaoshi is indeed extraordinary. I'm afraid it will be the second Wu Tianwang in more than a hundred years."
"But I heard that Huang Xinren, the youngest son of the Golden King of the Five Elements Heaven King, is also a great character, and I am afraid that he will be a strong enemy of Wu Xiaoshi."
"Well, there are indeed some extraordinary figures, the famous little Shura, who is definitely a strong man who can walk sideways, but many older people have to walk around. It is said that he is the first person in the hands of the imperial master. Tune it out. "
"Leng Hanbing? It sounds familiar."
An old man with white hair sighed, "That is the emperor Shura, who was born in the ancient times. He was born in ancient times. He is extremely talented and is the first person in the hands of the emperor."
"Yo, this old man knows quite a lot, even the royal antiques know so clearly."
On the other side, a young man laughed in a sudden realization and said, "I remembered that Emperor Shura seemed to have appeared more than 100 years ago, but it seemed that he was beaten into a pig's head. He was really an emperor. Is the first person in the senior class? "
In the other corner, a young Shura by the window
Get up: "Shut up, and rarely hurt my ancestor."
"Many of the factual figures of this Shura Brothers I know. Do you not admit this fact, only allow us to say the good words of the Shura Emperor? This is wrong, there is a brother of the Celestial Race over there. He also talked about the defeat of Wu Tianming Wang by the Celestial Clan. He did n’t say anything. Why are you so overbearing? "
The Shura turned over on the spot and was finally stopped by someone else.
The white-haired old man said: "It doesn't matter if we talk freely, but don't hurt the peace. The Shura emperor had suffered a great loss more than a hundred years ago, and was fortunate to have witnessed that war. . "
"Senior man, do you have our appetite again? You must be talking about the war that took place in the Forbidden Sea 160 years ago. It is now distorted. Since you have been fortunate enough to see it, tell us in detail. "
The old man squeezed his beard and sighed, "That war was truly earth-shattering. The sky and rivers of the war were boiling. Even the forbidden seas were boiling. The sword of war was empty. The sword was as thick as mountains, smashing the eight wastelands, and breaking through the Xiaohan. All rushed into Tianyu, and Half Ancestor was almost killed ... "
Everyone was attracted by the voice of this old man with white hair, all listening carefully.
Until the end, there was not much fun, said: "The old man said for a long time, you did not mention the name of the person who fought in the war. Isn't this uncomfortable for us."
"That's right, the legend is now harmful. Various versions of the characters participating in the war are emerging one after another. I don't know which kind of legend is true."
The old man with white hair shook his head with a smile and said, "It can't be said that the people who participated in the war were very scary in the first place, and it was related to their face. If I say it, I am afraid that I will die at home tomorrow."
Although he knew that he was talking about it, there was no way for everyone to force him to speak.
"Like our old man, he is as timid as a mouse! He also watched the battle with his own eyes, but he didn't explain it to us. As the name implies, the evil comes out of the mouth, not to let us know."
"Ah, in fact, my grandfather had the honour to watch the war, but he also kept his mouth shut, and claimed that it was about the dignity of the half-ancestor. If I knew it, I would talk out indiscriminately, which might cause genocide for the family. Just don't tell me.
...
There was a lot of discussion, and I was very sorry.
At this moment, a stern and full skeleton was shrouded all over, leaving only empty eyes and exposed outside, and walked into the Yanyu Tower.
Someone whispered immediately: "X, the skeleton doesn't eat, and doesn't taste tea. Run here to join in the excitement."
"Brother Skeleton, I have money, what's wrong? I would like me to be happy." He shook his tremble and arrogantly dominated the table, shouting: "Man, come to a table with good wine."
The man hurried over and stammered: "You ... can you eat?"
"Can't eat, I can watch."
The buddy heard that just about to turn downstairs, the mysterious skeleton stopped him again, and said, "Wait a minute, call the skeleton a few more chicks, I like to listen to songs and dance."
"# @@ >> #% ......" The man yelled in his heart, what kind of skeleton is this, and he doesn't want to think about his own state, he still has this color heart.
Someone whispered next to me: "I know who this skull is."
"It's the best skeleton. Not long ago, it was mixed into the Skull Island. It was abducted and kidnapped. It was even more outspoken. I want to find the best pink skeleton in the skeleton family as a wife."
"I'm dizzy, won't you? It's the skeleton called the killing wolf. It is said to be a foreigner. It's a mess to go to Skull Island. I really don't know if he can find the pink girl.
In the distance, Xiao Chen listened rather speechless, this killing wolf fruit really can toss.
Suddenly, the door of an elegant room was pushed open, and a burly man came out and glanced coldly at the repairman, saying, "You must be quiet, my elder brother is going to entertain guests here."
"Who are you, why should we whisper, Yanyulou is not yours."
The air temperature dropped sharply, and the eyes of the sturdy man were like a knife, and the practitioner who had just spoken fell to the ground.
The upstairs suddenly became quiet.
"boom"
The big man turned and closed the door again.
"Who is that? That's terrifying."
"That seems to be the super power of the Tiger family, and it seems that ... the legendary king!"
"I heard that there is a woman in the Hus family who is going to marry Wu Xiaoshi, the son of Wu Mingwang, are they going to feast Wu Mingwang today?
As soon as the words came out, the upstairs suddenly boiled, but the crowd quickly dropped the voice again.
Heavenly Party!
They are very likely to see legendary characters, and many people are looking forward to it.
At this moment, a long bell sounded in the sky, and a figure of Wei An wandered in the void. The kind of "potential" that united with heaven and earth was indescribable.
"Really the legendary King Wu tomorrow!"
"I didn't expect to see him here. This is the legendary invincible king!"
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Suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded in Yanyu Tower, and it clearly spread to the sky.
Wu Ming was shocked at that time and immediately stopped, standing in the void and asked, "Who are you?"
"But it hasn't been seen for more than 150 years. Have you forgotten me?"
The sound was very ethereal, and it was hard for everyone in Yanyulou to notice who was responsible.
However, something that surprised them happened.
According to legend, the imperial god's bell is indestructible above his head, holding a purple gold thunder hammer, and the almost invincible king of Wu Ming, like a ghost, turned his head and turned away. (To be continued, if you want to know the future, please log in m, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)