Return of the War God

The words of Elder Shengguang completely confirmed the birth of the champion of this Hundred Cities War. The black-robed boy who walked out of the main city of Longguang and defeated all his opponents step by step with strong combat power like a black horse, finally laughed. To the end.

Standing on the central battlefield, Ye Wuque's complexion was calm, but his dazzling eyes shone, because he knew that defeating Dou Tian and winning the champion of the Hundred Cities War was not over yet for him.

Turning his body slightly, Ye Wuque looked at the blue shirt standing alone outside the field, but his dazzling eyes flashed a bit of sharpness again.

"Do you have to defeat you if you want to see the Great City Lord? Mo Bufan..."

The injury in the body caused Ye Wuque to cough, and his blood kept surging. The final encounter with Dou Tian was actually a loss for both sides, but Ye Wuque, who was powerful in his physical body, managed to get through to the end after all.

The elder Shengguang above the void had already re-positioned on the central battlefield at this moment, and as he spoke, the top ten in the Hundred City Wars all stepped out of the ancient gold battlefield and returned to the central battlefield.

Looking at the nine young faces in front of him, Elder Shengguang nodded in satisfaction and said: "Give you five days to finish your own affairs. After five days, the nine of you will leave Dongtu with me and go to Zhongzhou, officially Worship into the holy way of the heavens."

As soon as these words came out, almost everyone's faces showed untold excitement and excitement!

Heavenly Way, one of the five super sects in Zhongzhou!

For these young monks in the East, it was an unattainable dream. I had only heard the elders in the family or the city lord occasionally mention it, and there was no extravagant hope to become one of them.

For these outstanding young geniuses who came out of the one hundred main cities of the East, the original dream of this life was to enter the first main city, and eventually, as the cultivation base and age increase, they can become the real powerhouse of the Dongtu.

However, the world is just like good luck, and no one would have thought that the super sect that only appeared in rumors would come to the East to select disciples.

Now they finally defeated the other opponents, had the last laugh, and became one of the disciples who can enter the holy way of the heavens!

How can this tell them not to be excited, not excited?

After saying this, the elder Shengguang nodded to Wei Xiong, the lord of the second city on the main seat of the ancient gold battle platform, and then the elder Shengguang stepped towards a main seat of the ancient gold battle platform and sat down.

"Om"

Wei Xiong jumped from the main position, stood in the void, looking at the nine people standing on the central battlefield, a smile flashed across the expressionless faces, and then said loudly: "This Hundred Cities War is officially official. When the curtain is over, now it's the turn to reward the champion and the top ten!"

reward!

This is a reward and encouragement for young geniuses who can eventually become the top ten or more in the Hundred Cities Wars. I hope they can continue to be brave and diligent, and they can not slack off, and they can achieve some achievements in the future.

"Each of the top ten will receive two million yuan pill from the first city! The champion Ye Wuque will receive four million yuan pill!"

As Wei Xiong finished speaking, the entire ancient gold battle platform immediately rang out with air-conditioning voices!

Two million yuan Dan!

What is this concept?

A piece of high-grade ordinary artifact is worth only five to six million yuan, and two million yuan is enough to buy forty top-grade artifacts.

The vast majority of the families in the one hundred major cities of the East, the resources consumed every year to train the family’s children and purchase all kinds of medicines and artifacts are only four to five million yuan pill, two million yuan pill is enough Support the consumption of a family for four or five years.

Therefore, the two million yuan pill is definitely an amount that cannot be ignored for the vast majority of families in the East. After all, the resources that a prosperous family needs to consume in a year are terrifying, but this kind of wealth that is enough to make people's heart is rewarded. To the top ten individuals.

"Shoo, hoo..."

Nine storage rings appeared in the void and shot towards the nine people. Everyone held the storage rings given by Wei Xiong in their hands with a trace of excitement, even Dou Tian, ​​who had been deep as an abyss, was no exception.

Although Dou Tian could barely stand up at this moment, his complexion was very pale, and apparently the injuries in his body were extremely serious.

Holding the storage ring in his hand, Ye Wuque's soul power penetrated into it, and immediately saw that the storage ring was densely packed with Yuan Dan. With a thought, he knew exactly four million, no more, no less. It was exactly the same as the one hundred thousand pill that Ji Yuanyang left to him.

Such a thick gift Ye Wuque was also a little excited, but his hand holding the storage ring suddenly clenched into a fist slightly, and an inexplicable color flashed in his eyes.

"Thanks to the Second City Lord!"

Jiu Dao sounded at the same time with sincere gratitude, Wei Xiong nodded slightly above the void, but then his sharp eyes swept towards Ye Wuque.

"This Hundred Cities War is over, Ye Wuque, as a champion, you have the qualifications to visit the Lord of the Great City."

Wei Xiong's voice was very loud, spreading throughout the ancient gold battle platform, and it also silenced the originally noisy ancient gold battle platform again.

What kind of glory is it to meet Dachengzhu?

In the entire first main city, there was only one young cultivator who was qualified to see the true face of the Great City Lord, and that was Mo Bufan, who was accepted as a disciple by the Great City Lord.

The rest of them had only seen the fuzzy figure hidden in the dazzling light from a distance, and had never seen the true face of Dacheng Lord.

Now Ye Wuque had such qualifications, but no one was dissatisfied, because it was Ye Wuque's solid exchange for one battle and one battle by himself in full view, without the slightest water.

Hearing Wei Xiong's words, Ye Wuque's eyes condensed. Although the injuries in his body kept aching, it didn't affect his bright eyes opening and closing like sharp edges.

"However, although you are qualified, you still need to meet the last condition if you want to see the Great City Lord, which is...defeating Mo Bufan."

"Of course, you can also choose to give up and not meet the Great City Lord, so there is no need to fight Mo Bufan."

After speaking these two sentences, Wei Xiong's sharp eyes flashed with interest and expectation, as if he wanted to see Ye Wuque and Mo Bufan fight.

Wei Xiong's words were naturally heard by the other eight people. Dou Tian, ​​whose face was pale, immediately looked at Ye Wuque with burning eyes and challenged Mo Bufan, which had been his goal. Now he was defeated by Ye Wuque and lost this. Qualification, now Wei Xiong's question to Ye Wuque naturally made Dou Tian's mood uncomfortable.

Mo Bufan, who was independent off the court, looked at Ye Wuque with deep eyes at this moment, and seemed to want to know what Ye Wuque's choice would be.

However, some of the tens of thousands of monks watching the battle on the ancient gold battle platform couldn't help whispering at this moment.

"It's hard! Ye Wuque wants to defeat Mo Bufan too hard!"

"Fighting Dou Tian, ​​Ye Wuque has almost lost both sides!"

"No one understands Mo Bufan's strength better than us! It is definitely far stronger than Dou Tian!"

...

If you say how powerful Dou Tian is, these monks in the first main city can only understand it through the Great War of Hundred Cities, then they know how powerful Mo Bufan is.

"If I go back to the city lord, I must see the big city lord! Therefore, in this battle, please let Brother Mo enlighten me!"

Decisive words sounded from Ye Wuque's mouth. The first half of the sentence was addressed to Wei Xiong, and the second half of the sentence was addressed to Mo Bufan.

"In that case, give you one day to recover from your injury. The morning after tomorrow, in front of this earthly palace, Mo Bufan will fight you. If you can win, you can enter the earthly palace to see the Great City Lord."

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Nodding lightly, Ye Wuque clenched his fists and glanced at Mo Bufan. The latter's deep eyes were looking at him, and the two gazes seemed to look at each other in the void, like sonorous.

"interesting……"

Mo Bufan, who withdrew his gaze, smiled slightly, turned around and left the Gu Jin platform.

Looking at the back of Mo Bufan leaving, Ye Wuque's eyes were like electricity, and the obsession in his heart was like a prairie fire!

Dou Tian slowly walked to Ye Wuque's side, looking at the young man who defeated him, each look flashed in Ningbing's eyes, and finally said to Ye Wuque: "I lost to you, it's considered convincing, but , I hope you can defeat Mo Bufan."

After saying this, Dou Tian also turned and left, and the tens of thousands of cultivators in the entire ancient gold battle platform also began to leave, and the Hundred Cities War finally officially ended.

"Shoo, hoo..."

Several silhouettes of people suddenly moved from far to near, bringing a scent of wind, it was Lin Yingluo, Sima Ao, Mo Qingye, Mo Bailou and Sima Ao.

The two sisters Mo Qingye and Mo Bai Ou rushed into Mo Honglian's arms. The eldest sister successfully entered the top ten, making the two sisters very happy, especially Xiao Bai Ou, elated.

Lin Yingluo gently supported Ye Wuque. Although Sima Ao's face was a little pale, he looked at Ye Wuque with a pleasant smile on his face.

Surprisingly, Nalan Yan also stayed and did not leave.

The injury on Ye Wuque's body was not weak, and the few people no longer wasted time, and immediately took Ye Wuque to the resting place belonging to the main city of Longguang.

...

In a simple and simple cabin, Ye Wuque sat cross-legged on the bed, and the third-rank high-level healing medicine Sanyang Rongxue Pill given by the elder Shengguang was swallowed by Ye Wuque without hesitation.

Although this pill is very precious, for Ye Wuwei at this moment, recovering from his injuries as soon as possible is the top priority. The injuries in his body from the battle against Dou Tian are not slight. Without this Sanyang Melting Pill, Ye Wucai does not have full confidence that he can play against Mo Bufan in perfect condition the day after tomorrow.

Facing Mo Bufan, Ye Wuque dared not have the slightest carelessness and slackness. This person’s horror must lie above Dou Tian. As the first person of the young generation in the first major city, or the disciple of the major city’s lord, no matter his cultivation level It is still combat power, which cannot be regarded by ordinary geniuses.

"The day after tomorrow will be an extremely difficult battle, but no matter what, I must win. I must see the Great City Lord..."

With this thought, Ye Wuque, who closed his eyes, slowly entered a state of healing.

"Om"

The sacred path war energy loomed around, the Sanyang Melting Blood Pill gradually dissolved in the body, and the medicinal power began to flow away, nourishing Ye Wuque’s dried and torn veins...

Ye Wuque, who had fallen into healing, didn't notice the passage of time.

I don't know how long it has passed. When he opened his eyes again, the Holy Path battle vigor in his body trickled, the rich golden red blood surging uncontrollably, and the injuries from the battle with Dou Tian had already recovered.

"This time healed wounds can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone. Not only is the injury healed, but the realm that has just broken through the initial stage of the Soul Realm is also stabilized. It is an unexpected gain."

Ye Wuque, who opened his eyes, muttered to himself, but his bright eyes burst into sharp edges in an instant, but they soon disappeared.

"Cracking"

Ye Wuque, who jumped off the bed, stretched out, and the bones all over his body burst into a crisp sound, which also made Ye Wuque feel refreshed.

After finishing his healing, Ye Wuque decided to go out for a walk. His cultivation level had just broken through, and no matter how much he practiced in a short period of time, he couldn't go any further. It's better to relax and let his mind calm down completely.

Opening the door of the house, Ye Wuque’s eyes immediately appeared in an extremely delicate small square. Several stone tables and chairs were placed on the square. At this moment, one of the tables was sitting with a few people. It was the three sisters of Mo, Lin Yingluo, Sima Ao and Nalan Yan.

Ye Wuque, who glanced at it, saw a familiar face, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Big Brother Ye! You finally came out!"

Xiao Bai Ou Root was the first to see Ye Wuque walking out of the house, and immediately shouted at Ye Wuque.

Everyone looked at Ye Wuque now. After Ye Wuque took his seat, they knew that with his healing, the time had passed one day and one night, and it was already the evening of the next day.

Sitting down, Ye Wuque noticed that the six people around him were staring at him with six pairs of eyes.

"Ahem..."

The hairy Ye Wuque, who was seen by the six people, coughed and said helplessly: "Don't stare at me like this, I'm not a ghost."

"Puff"

Xiao Bai Ou Root, Mo Honglian and Na Lan Yan immediately laughed out loud, Mo Qingye and Lin Yingluo also smiled, and Sima Ao nodded in agreement.

Mo Honglian picked up Zhu Yeqing on the table and said, "Come on, everyone toast, and congratulate Wuque brother on becoming the champion of the Hundred Cities War."

Following Mo Honglian's words, six wine glasses filled with bamboo leaf green were raised at the same time, and Ye Wuque could only draw gourds in the same way and raised his own wine glasses.

After a cup of green bamboo leaves, the little white lotus root couldn't sit still, and with a small mouth, he couldn't close it immediately!

"Wow! Brother Ye! You are so amazing! Dou Tian can't beat you!"

"Big Brother Ye! What do you think of being the champion of the Hundred Cities War?"

"Big Brother Ye! What happened when you suddenly changed your appearance when you were fighting?"

"Big Brother Ye! You..."

...

Xiao Bai's voice was very crisp, but at this moment, he kept talking, saying more than a dozen sentences without repetition!

Mo Honglian and Mo Qingye, who were already used to them, smiled without saying a word. Lin Yingluo and Sima Ao had seen them a long time ago, but surprises appeared on Na Lanyan's unusually beautiful face.

"Well, Xiao Bai Ou, you ask so many questions at once, how can Brother Wuwei answer?"

The little white lotus root that was pressed by the eldest sister spit out his tongue, and the cute and pretty face was strange, and immediately made a grimace.

For a while, the cheerful laughter spread all around.

"Yingluo, have you broken through to the late stage of Soul Spirit Realm?"

Ye Wuque realized that Lin Yingluo's cultivation had already broken through the mid-level peak of Soul Spirit Realm. Then he turned his eyes and saw that Sima Ao's aura had floated endlessly. Obviously, the breakthrough was the matter of these few days.

Lin Yingluo nodded gently with a soft smile on her cold face.

"Sima, your injury is not a major problem, right?"

Seeing Sima Ao's pale face, Ye Wuque asked with concern.

"It's okay, don't worry!"

Sima Ao smiled and replied, his mood was very good. First, Ye Wuque finally won the champion of the Hundred Cities War, and second, his cultivation level was about to break through, which really made him happy.

"Think of our experience since we participated in the Hundred Cities War. Thinking about it now, it is really memorable!"

Mo Honglian, who drank a cup of green bamboo leaves, spoke with emotion, with hints of inexplicable meaning in her tone.

The other people followed her words for a while, and they couldn't help nodding.

The Hundred Cities War is finally over. For them, even if one is over, it is a new beginning.

And the experience of this Hundred Cities War will also become a valuable experience for them in the future, because in this short period of time, their growth is extremely amazing, and the harvest is huge.

The most typical of them is Ye Wuque. I still remember that when he just left Murong's house, he was just a young monk with a perfect body and perfection, but now he has become the most famous young strong in the entire East!

The champion of the Hundred Cities War, this means that Ye Wuque is already regarded as the first person of the younger generation in the entire 100 major cities in the East!

This kind of name is extremely dazzling. From then on, even if Ye Wuque is far away from Dongtu, his name will be passed down by the whole Dongtu.

The six people were drinking and chatting continuously, and the atmosphere was harmonious. At this time, as the sun was setting, the setting sun from the west dyed the earth with a bright red, extremely beautiful.

Night fell in the entire No. 1 main city again, but the six of Ye Wuque were still drinking and communicating, and were unwilling to end it, because the six knew each other, and in four days, they were going to part ways.

Ye Wuque, Mo Honglian, and Na Lanyan are about to leave Dongtu and follow Elder Shengguang to Zhongzhou and enter the Holy Path of the Heavens.

Lin Yingluo, Mo Qingye, Mo Bailou and Simaao could only stay in Dongtu and enter the first city to practice.

The six people knew in their hearts that this time of parting, he didn't know when it would happen again, and he just wanted to leave this beautiful one more moment.

However, there is always a banquet in the world, and parting will come after all.

When the six people fell into silence, a bright moon hung high above the sky, and the bright and soft moonlight showered down, bringing a hint of coldness and coolness.

The six people looked at the moon, no one spoke, and they all seemed to be quietly enjoying the peace of this moment. The bright moon on that day had gone through the cloudy, sunny, and vacant, and it seemed to have seen the joys and sorrows of the world.

Looking at this bright moon and feeling the upcoming parting, Ye Wuque's heart suddenly shook, and then a touch of unclear melancholy and thoughts rose in his mind. He seemed to suddenly understand what it means to have sorrow and joy, and the moon has cloudy and sunny. Round lack.

Following the true meaning of joy and sorrow, at the end of this month, Ye Wuque finally realized the last step of Yueque Baojian, which was the true intention.

Since then, another yellow-level inferior peerless month lacks treasures, and Ye Wuque has also entered the realm of great perfection!

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