Return of the War God

Master Chong Shui's body trembled violently!

In the jade slips, there are not only exorcism pills, but in addition to the pills, Ye Wuque also left some alchemy attainments and experience.

For an alchemist like Master Chongshui, this is countless times more precious than the alchemy formula!

The alchemy attainments of the great master of alchemy!

Holding the jade slips tightly with both hands, two lines of turbid tears slipped down Master Chong Shui's vicissitudes of face!

He understood that Emperor Ye Dan had given him the greatest fortune and blessing in this life!

Master Chong Shui was speechless, and he knelt down in the void with a plop!

Kowtow in the direction where Ye Wuque disappeared!

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"Master Chongshui protects the alchemy, and alchemy will naturally favor him..."

Ye Wuque, who was moving at top speed, smiled lightly.

For a pure alchemist like Master Chongshui, Ye Wuque still respects him very much.

What's more, Master Chong Shui disregarded his own status and safety, came thousands of miles to help, even though he couldn't do anything, but he still came, regardless of life and death!

You know, Master Chong Shui doesn't know what kind of terrifying strength Ye Wuque possesses!

Pure faith, noble conduct.

Such a talent, Ye Wuque will naturally let him get something.

For Ye Wuque, the "Exorcism Pill", which is very important to the entire Xuan-level plane and breaks the balance of historical isolation, is just a random gadget.

It's perfect for Master Chongshui.

And Ye Wuque also believes that with Master Chongshui's experience and wisdom, one day in the future, at the right time, the "Exorcism Pill" will be brought back to the world.

Bai Shushan, who was following Ye Wuque at this moment, was still blinking, calming down his beating mood!

"Emperor Ye Dan, where are we going next?"

"Plane battlefield."

Ye Wuque gave the answer directly.

Bai Shushan was overjoyed immediately, a little excited: "Are we going to find Lord Zihao?"

"Well, my final destination is the middle plane battlefield." Ye Wuque said calmly.

"It's been less than four days since we entered the first secret realm! Most of the countless gods in the mysterious plane have rushed into the plane burial ground, and I don't know what Master Zihao's plan is now. Already? The Lord of the Heaven...has he shown up, go in too!" Bai Shushan was a little worried.

Ye Wuque said: "Planar burial ground, have you been there?"

Bai Shushan immediately shook his head and said respectfully: "No, it is said that chances are everywhere there, and it is unpredictable. It is the only way to enter the battlefield of the middle plane. It is a special place. It is said that there are native creatures, but it is actually extremely dangerous. Hidden murderous intentions, countless gods have been buried throughout the ages! And because there are very few gods who have entered, there is hardly much news revealed, and some are just all kinds of scary and weird legends!"

Bai Shushan's tone became very serious.

Ye Wuque was noncommittal, but his speed was faster.

But soon, Ye Wuque noticed the purple light shining from the treasure of the master plane of Zihao!

The purple mirror treasure was beating vigorously, and the power of protection continued to radiate, Ye Wuque stopped, his eyes moved slightly.

Now that his strength has skyrocketed and he has obtained "True God Karma", he is completely different from before!

"In the mysterious plane, the master of the plane can use the treasure of the plane and the power of the law of the plane to directly move!"

"Although I am not the lord of the plane, nor do I have the treasure of the plane, but I can sense the treasure of the plane with the karma of the true god, and echo the words of the Lord Zihao..."

While Ye Wuque's thoughts were surging, the true god's cause and effect overflowed again, and the mysterious fluctuations overflowed the void, establishing a certain connection with purple, and sensing its cause and effect!

In the next moment, Ye Wuque immediately sensed intermittent causality vaguely, very vaguely, as if pointing to another world!

"Planar burial ground?"

Buzz buzz!

As Ye Wuque operated the true **** karma, the purple mirror suddenly flashed!

It even automatically gathered the power of the plane, and then enveloped Ye Wuque and Bai Shushan, and with a swipe, they disappeared in place.

When the two reappeared...

"The only channel!"

"Are we back before the Plane Auction House??"

In a starry sky, while Zihui was shaking, the figures of Ye Wuque and Bai Shushan appeared out of thin air, and Bai Shushan looked around, a little unbelievable.

in all directions!

I can no longer see any gods, only the only passage above the void is still shining!

Obviously, all the gods in the 108,000 Xuan-level planes, who rushed over, rushed in desperately at the first time, and no one would stop here to waste time.

Naturally, Ye Wuque didn't waste time, he stepped out, and his whole body rushed to the only passage, followed closely by Bai Shushan.

The two figures quickly submerged into the brilliance of the only channel, and slowly disappeared.

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All around, powerful air currents surged continuously, as if they could tear everything apart, and the surrounding void was howling and cracking.

"The strength of these airflows will be torn apart directly if the gods come, and the body will be dismembered in situ!" Bai Shushan said.

Ye Wuque stood with his hands behind his back, quietly looking ahead.

About half a quarter of an hour later, with an incomparably powerful propulsion force and space force erupting, after the world spun, the surroundings of the two were brightly lit.

Hush!

A terrifying snowstorm swept across the world, and the universe was dark, as if it had come to an extremely cold place.

Snow peaks towered between the sky and the earth, rising and falling one after another, and the icy breath froze everything.

On the top of a snow peak, Ye Wuque and Bai Shushan fell from the void. Suddenly, their hair danced, and the martial robes around them were instantly covered with frost.

"Is this the plane burial ground?" Bai Shushan looked in all directions vigilantly.

Ye Wuque looked ahead and said lightly, "It's just a part."

The meaning of horror and extreme cold has no effect on Ye Wuque and Bai Shushan, because Bai Shushan is also a false **** with a flesh body that has been tempered through thousands of years.

The two immediately took off and moved forward.

As far as the eye can see, snow peaks are swept by!

There was a dead silence around, and there seemed to be no living things, but Ye Wuque's eyes moved slightly at this time.

"In the Xuan level plane, you can feel a bit of the ambiguous direction of cause and effect of Lord Zihao."

"On the contrary, after entering the plane burial ground, I can't sense anything."

"This plane burial ground is weirder than imagined, and it seems more interesting..."

To Ye Wuque and the others, the snow peaks are just scenery on the road.

Soon, after jumping over the stormy snow peak, what appeared in front of their eyes was an endless green plain!

The green plain is full of life.

The sun is shining brightly, towering trees, small peaks, various small animals, and water flow make people feel as if they have come to the kingdom of life.

But soon, strange corpses appeared in this peaceful world!

They fell to the ground, some were stiff, some had only a layer of skin left, their faces were full of fear and bewilderment!

"Looking at the time, it is the mysterious gods who have entered not long ago!"

Bai Shushan's tone became vigilant.

Ye Wuque stopped at this moment and looked forward.

At the end of the green plain, there is a magnificent and beautiful ancient city!

When the two approached, they came to the front of the city, the door opened, and a melodious and pleasant voice came out from it!

"The wind of freedom is whispering..."

"Two travelers from afar..."

"Welcome to German Mongolia City!"

Ye Wuque looked at the gate, the voice was not a real person, but a kind of spiritual restraint on the gate, imprinted with welcome words.

Ye Wuque did not hesitate, and walked into the German Mongolian city, followed closely by Bai Shushan.

After stepping into the city, Ye Wuque immediately felt the peaceful atmosphere!

"Here, is an ancient city inhabited by native creatures? And it's in the hot summer?" Bai Shushan said in shock.

He saw the bustling interior of the city, saw many strange races performing their duties, there were various shops, and creatures came and went, full of fireworks in the world.

At this time, when the sun was setting in the west, the twilight brilliance fell on this ancient city.

Even, you can see many children running around in groups of three or five, very cheerful.

Right in front of it, in the center of the city, there is a huge spring pool. At this time, the spring water in it suddenly shone brightly, which was so beautiful that many children ran over in surprise immediately after finding it!

Ye Wuque strolled inside, feeling a kind of peace and tranquility, as well as the breath of freedom that filled this ancient city!

Before they knew it, the two of them also walked to the huge spring pool.

I saw many people still surrounded by the spring pool, all with excited faces!

"Quick! The wishing pool is lit up, hurry up and make a wish!"

Some children spoke quickly.

The two children closest to Ye Wuque, a boy and a girl, are only eight or nine years old.

The little girl is wearing a beautiful dress, her face is red, she is as cute as a little apple, she is closing her eyes and making a wish, muttering: "Tomorrow is my birthday! I hope my grandparents can live a long life! I hope I can have one for my birthday this year. Favorite new birthday present!"

After making a wish, the little girl opened her eyes and looked at the little boy beside her.

I saw a delicate snare drum hanging on the little boy's chest, beating and beating, very rhythmic!

"Wang Lufei, hurry up and make a wish! Tomorrow is your birthday! The wishing pool will be extinguished when the time is up, and it won't work!"

The little boy named Wang Lufei grinned his mouth at this moment, showing a bright and excited smile full of expectation!

Boom!

He raised two small drumsticks and slammed them on the snare drum in front of his chest, making a fierce sound, arousing blood, and then made a loud wish, like a free cheer!

"Tomorrow is my birthday!"

"I have only one wish!"

"hope…"

"The sound of the drum of liberation can ring through the summer!"