The transcendence of the magic soldier

Chapter 77

Charles looked at Nangong Wentian with shocked eyes. This is something that only the top leaders of the alliance know. Why does this kid know?

Could it be that there is an inner ghost?
"Don't make fun of me, answer!"

Nangong Wentian sternly reprimanded him as if he was thinking about something.

"Yes!"

Charles gritted his teeth and nodded slowly.

"What is it for?"

It seems that what Irene said is correct, it is really the source of all spirits, and the Alliance of Divine Soldiers really does anything for this thing.

"This... I really don't know about this. The bishop asked us to use the Wan Lingzhu to activate the fusion formation of divine soldiers, absorb all the lives within a hundred miles, and then hand it back to complete the task."

Charles licked his chapped lips, and replied tremblingly.

Wentian threw the kettle back on the table, and looked at Liuli and Beimingxue, what do you two think?
"I think we still have to go to Shenbing City to know all this."

But the two girls obviously couldn't make up their minds, so they had to speak first.

"Then what should he do?" Bei Mingxue pointed at Charles who was tied to the ground.

Nangong Wentian touched his chin habitually, it was definitely impossible to let go, otherwise it would be over to go back and report their whereabouts.

Said calmly: "Kill it, and then throw it into the barren mountain."

When Charles heard that he was going to kill himself, he immediately lost his soul. Before, he looked so majestic and handsome, but now he cried and begged for mercy, "Brother, I will never work for the Alliance of Gods, so don't kill me."

Wentian shook his head, this kind of person obviously couldn't believe it, talking like farting.

"I...I got up, I know where Nangong Wenya might be."

In desperation, Charles shouted at a loss.

"Oh? Talk about it."

Nangong Wentian squatted down again with great interest, and looked at him with a smile on his face.

"A few days ago when I went back to the main hall of Shenbing City, I happened to meet Nangong Guardian. The bishop said that she would go to Fengyuan of the Dragon Clan to get something, and I really don't know about it later..."

Charles replied with a choked tone.

"Feng Yuan of the Dragon Clan?"

Nangong Wentian muttered, why haven't I heard of this place?
"There are records in the ancient books of the Ice Palace. It is said that it is the place where the dragon people lived in ancient times, but it is just a rumor. No one knows whether there are dragon people."

Liuli explained from the side.

Nangong Wentian hesitated a little. He tried his best not to have a conflict with Nangong Wenya in Shenbing City. If it was true, it could be said to be an excellent opportunity.

"Are you telling the truth?"

He stood up and looked at Charles coldly.

"This is a terrible thing, how could I lie to you."

"Thank you then." Nangong Wentian showed a kind smile on his face. The next second, Charles felt a flash of light and completely lost consciousness.

When Bei Mingxue saw Charles, who was dead and staring at the eldest, she immediately grabbed Nangong Wentian's arm and dared not look directly at him.

"This kind of person can't be kept, it will be a disaster sooner or later."

He comforted Bei Mingxue in a low voice, what kind of humanity is there for someone who can take tens of thousands of lives at will?
"Are you planning to go to Fengyuan of the Dragon Clan?" Liu Li asked with a frown on the side.

Wentian nodded, raised his eyes and glanced at Irene who got off the bed, and said earnestly: "I want to take Irene to go alone."

"No, I can't let you take Her Royal Highness away alone."

Unexpectedly, Liuli directly refused, and Bei Mingxue also expressed that she would go together.

"And have you ever thought about it? You have already been attacked by the black dragon, and if you use the Tyrannical Dragon Spear three times at most, your body will completely collapse."

Lucy looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"I know." Nangong Wentian clenched his fists tightly. If he didn't gather all three souls, his Overlord Demon Dragon Spear would almost be like scrap iron. He couldn't help but miss the Sky Crystal Beast.

"I've already made up my mind. I plan to promote Xiao Hei to the third level now, and then I'll set off."

Summoned the little black dragon from the dimensional space, and found that its complexion did not seem to be good, as if it was very tired.

"Ask God..."

Bei Mingxue wanted to say something, but was interrupted by him, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will be fine."

He took out the emerald-like spar and put it on the little blackhead, and it immediately emitted a dazzling green light, covering the entire room.

Nangong Wentian seemed to be wrapped in a stream of heating, which was an extremely comfortable feeling.

The little black dragon left his palm, floated in the air in the room, closed his eyes and began to absorb the spiritual source.

Within a few seconds, several people clearly noticed that there seemed to be a change in Xiao Hei's body.

This made Wentian a little surprised. He didn't change his form when he entered the class for the first time. Could it be different this time?

Seeing the body of the Void Demon Dragon surrounded by black awns, the scales were peeled off and grew rapidly as if reborn.

Moreover, the dragon's body, which was as thick as an arm before, began to gradually expand, becoming about the size of half an adult.

As the Void Demon Dragon turned in place, it quickly turned into a cloud of black mist and appeared in Wentian's hands.

"Is this the Tyrannosaurus Dragon Spear?"

Nangong Wentian looked at the long spear in his hand. Even the spear body was covered with a layer of bright black scales, which seemed to be getting heavier.

Wentian also closed his eyes, and saw him following the gun around in black mist, like a god of war.

"Thunder half-moon split?!"

He muttered something, this is the message sent to him from the gun, an extremely powerful single-target skill, if it can be used on a full moon night, the power can be increased by [-]%. (pay tribute)

what…

Unexpectedly, when he was still studying this skill, he felt a splitting headache again, as if his head was about to explode.

"God, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that he was feeling unwell again, Bei Mingxue quickly stepped forward to support him.

……

Divine Weapon City, the main hall of the Divine Weapon Alliance.

A man covered in black robes, with no face visible at all, flashed directly into the temple at a ghostly speed, and even the guards outside didn't notice it at all.

"My subordinates have already found out that Cangyue City's divine weapon fusion formation failed to activate, and Charles and Wan Lingzhu disappeared at the same time."

The voice came from inside the black robe, but it was not clear whether it was a man or a woman, because the sound was like the harsh and unbearable sound of metal rubbing against the ground, and it was enough to make people collapse if they just listened to it.

"Be sure to find that Wan Lingzhu, Charles Jean doesn't need to bring it back after he finds it."

This voice is very different from the one just now, it is pleasant to the ear, and one can't help but be intoxicated by it.

"Do you know who the other party is?"

The enchanting figure behind the tulle paused for a moment and asked again.

"I haven't found it yet, could it be...the Temple of Feathers?"

The black-robed man replied in a somewhat apprehensive tone.

"Forget it, it's important to find the Wan Lingzhu. Go and kill everyone in Cangyue City. The matter of the fusion of the divine soldiers into the formation must never be leaked."

"Your subordinate respects your life!"

As soon as the words fell, the black-robed man who was still there a second ago had disappeared without a trace.

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