World of Cultivation

The second hundred and ninety-four, the return of the little girl

The capture of 2,500 people is extremely amazing.

In addition to a large number of ordinary three-piece magic weapon, there are also twelve four-piece magic weapons. Several elders are rich in oil and water. The cloud array will not fall naturally, and the number of materials and spar is quite amazing. This harvest is filled with jujube nuclear ships.

This is an amazing asset.

Therefore, when Zuo Mo saw the list handed over to him after the package was cleaned up, he was stunned by such a huge wealth. However, it is normal to think about it. The outside cultivator is much thicker than the average creator, and the number is 2,500. The number can be imagined.

For a few days, Zuo Mo was immersed in great happiness.

Hong Junxuan did not dare to act rashly. He witnessed the killing of a thousand people in the camp. In particular, the death blackness that can ignore the mask is even more taboo.

He is in a situation of riding a tiger,

"What good way do you have?" Hong Junxuan's eyes are bloodshot and hoarse.

Other teachers, look at me, I look at you, after a while, a younger brother said: "There are so many repairers after Jinwucheng, why don't the brothers pull him over? I have a few days before. The repairer, the post-war situation does not seem to be very good. Jinwucheng may not be as strong as we think, if you can draw more people, the odds are bigger."

Hong Junxuan shook his head: "If we win, let them vote, no one is not, but now we are not defeated, they will only wait and see, unless the masters come, they will not resist."

The crowd fell silent again.

They had hoped that they would be able to make some achievements this time. At the moment, they basically do not have to count on it. It’s disappointing to lose credit, but it’s better than losing your life. The strength of Jinwucheng is far more than they imagined. Unless the Masters come, they don’t think there is any force in the hills that can attack this small town.

Hong Junxuan didn't know what the younger brothers thought, but he didn't have a half way at this time. The prestige that was finally accumulated, this time will also be damaged by seven or eight.

However, he is also a decisive person. He understands that the only way to ask for help at this time is to ask for help.

Before the arrival of the Master, he was able to maintain the strength of the current church. Although he did not have much merit, he also had some hard work. To figure this out, he immediately responded: "Keep it, trouble a younger brother to run, send me a letter for Master."

Immediately several younger brothers jumped out and they all wanted to leave this nightmare soon.

The seven divisions of the seven brothers happily put away the jade slips that Hong Junxuan handed over, and said aloud, they rushed to the ground and drove away. The other divisions were unwilling to face each other, but they couldn’t help but the seven divisions flew the fastest among the crowd.

Just as everyone muttered, a sword light flew toward the camp at an alarming rate.

"Hey, how did the seven brothers come back?" One of them was a stranger.

Then I saw the seven divisions horrified and fell to the camp. The moment of landing, a sly, full of panic: "Two brothers! Two brothers! Not good! Someone killed..."

Hey, the camp suddenly became a mess, and the disciples of the Ming dynasty all had anger. Can it be that the Ming dynasty is really a soft persimmon? Anyone can run on their heads and pull the urine? Hong Junxuan, who is eating 金 on Jinwu City, is really angry now!

"Hey! It’s really the opposite of the day! Jumping out of Jinwucheng, they think they are all Jinwucheng!"

Alum disciples responded, hula, and took everyone to the sky.

After a few days of continuous truce, the onlookers were a little bored. At this time, when they saw the outer hall flying to the sky again, they immediately became spiritual.

Do they still have to continue to attack Jinwucheng?

Many people secretly shake their heads. These days are boring. Many of them are thinking of ways to attack Jinwucheng. However, it turns out that this small Jinwu City is really unstoppable. Jin Wucheng’s card only opened two, and it disappeared 2,500 people in the outer hall. Who knows what other cards they have?

Do not say anything else, the light is the wall that exudes a faint sun, it is extraordinary. These people have all bought black smelting futons in Jinwucheng. In the city of Jinwucheng, there are densely swayed patterns of people who can see the people, and many of them are ashamed of the researchers who have studied them.

Such a strong city, unless the master of Jindan, can only be filled with human life.

However, the direction facing the outer court... seems to be reversed.

Everyone looked stunned. What was it doing in the outer court? Only when a team of seven or eight hundred people appeared in their field of vision, they suddenly realized. The news that the churches were attacked in the halls was as early as the hills. Many people speculated that this mysterious and extremely powerful team is very likely to be the power of Jinwucheng!

Six of the Suzaku Camp, floating quietly in the air, quietly confronting the outer court.

"Good elite team!" The middle-aged man suddenly burst into a group of fine mans, could not help but sigh.

"How do you say? The number seems to be a bit less." Dahan looked at the middle-aged people with amazement. It was extremely difficult to hear him praise others. I didn't expect Jinwu City to be the first of these two days. Then this team can get him very high. Evaluation.

"The only pity is a little bit less!" The middle-aged humanity: "The adults look at this team carefully. Their formations are not as strict as those of the previous two days. In fact, they are tight inside. This is a team with experienced experience. The characteristics that will appear on the body. Faced with so many enemies, there is no panic, so they are full of confidence, indicating that they are full of confidence."

"This kind of team, put in the door, can be ranked first?" Dahan asked curiously.

"It should be possible to enter the top ten." The middle-aged man sinks.

Dahan was so moved, this only pays attention to this team of seven or eight hundred people. The top ten teams in his division are famous in their world. His dream is to have a top ten team, but so far he is far from this goal.

There are not many people with eyesight, and the biggest feeling of Zhuque Camp is the pressure from the face.

They are only standing there, but an invisible pressure, but involuntarily spread out.

The grandson and grandson glanced at the naked body of the mountains and plains. A stone in his heart suddenly landed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Such a grand occasion, only the brothers can do it, a pair of pants do not stay, but the typical style of the brother.

Glanced at each other with a squint, and the grandson smiled again. With his current eyesight, one can see that the power of the outer court has been hit hard, and the morale is low.

It seems that the brothers are a little embarrassed!

Others saw naked bodies everywhere, and their expressions were extremely weird.

Zuo Mo got a report, and Gongsun’s younger brothers came back. They quickly climbed to Xiangyun, carrying a female repairer, and slowly ascended to Jinwucheng.

Seeing that Suzaku Camp was slightly tired, but the morale was strong and the number was not damaged. He also landed a stone in his heart. He decided to say hello to the younger brother, but when he heard it, he immediately changed his taste.

"Teacher! Don't miss this guy!"

The left side pulled his throat, shouting screaming, and the voice echoed in the valley.

The onlookers understood at this time that this team of seven or eight hundred people really is the elite of Jinwucheng. The middle-aged man and the big man, who heard this "teacher", further confirmed their speculation that Zuo Mo came from the hidden door.

Everyone has a thought floating in his heart. It seems that Jinwucheng’s master is very confident in this elite, and he should not let one go. The hatred of Jinwucheng and Minglu School is big, and Jinwucheng wants to be a full-fledged foreigner.

Sure enough, not the average person, the light is unusual.

Zuo Mo then added a very careful sentence: "They are all fat sheep! One can't let go!"

All of them collectively petrified, and the admiration of the middle-aged people suddenly collapsed.

Hong Junxuan only feels ashamed. When is the Ming Dynasty disciple carrying 5,000 people, and he is also called "Fat Sheep", saying "Can't one let go?"

shame! This is a real shame!

The disciples of the Ming Dynasty sent their faces to each other, and they stared at the public grandson. Jinwu City, they did not dare to fight, but a team of less than 800 people, even dare to be so arrogant in front of them, threatened to destroy them all! Even if they return to the sect now, they will not be able to lift their heads in front of other brothers.

"You don't need me to say anything." Hong Junxuan murderously said: "When are our disciples being so humiliated?"

"Senior brothers are relieved!" A younger brother was murderous: "One does not stay! Let's let them taste, what is one not to stay!"

"Yes! We will also strip their bodies when they arrive!" Another younger brother swears.

Hong Junxuan Shen Sheng said: "I will not say more, today's battle, who wants to retreat, fear, I personally smashed him! I believe that the Master is here, will not blame me!"

"Yes!" Everyone sighed in the heart and answered in unison.

Rong Wei took two hundred guards and flew desperately. The team was too fast, and they tried their best to be barely lost. The other party is obviously in a hurry and completely ignores them.

She flew for several days and nights, and she was exhausted, but the team did not appear to be exhausted, which made her feel incredible.

How can it be? Are they iron people?

When she saw the mysterious and powerful team in the distance, she was relieved and lost. After so many days, she is finally familiar with this team, this is a real elite. Even if she is a cultivator in the mountains, she can easily find them out of the crowd.

But she immediately stopped.

Because of confrontation with this team, it is a large team of almost 5,000 people!

Is it... Is it going to challenge the enemy who is almost six times as many people?

This... how is this possible? Are they crazy? How can they still have the strength to fly so many days in a row?

The grandson did not notice the unbelievable gaze behind him, and he showed a shy smile. The people around him were all awkward. These days, Xiao Niang had been cold-faced. At this moment, she suddenly showed a signature smile. They only felt the hair straight.

"Do you understand what the boss meant?"

"Understand!" The people answered subconsciously.

"Then let's get started." The grandson's shameful smile was deep in the scorpion, and a cold awning like a blade slammed.