The strongest starting system

Chapter 848 Arriving in Central Continent
"The current legion that the host can summon is 1/108, the Rakshasa Legion."

After reading these explanations, Zhao Wushuang roughly understood what kind of new ability he had acquired, and couldn't help but be extremely happy for a while.

He actually activated part of the legion's ability, so that the assistance under his command is like a tiger with wings added.

In previous game team battles, Zhao Wushuang was well aware of the power of the Legion, and the Burning Legion was even more famous.

Unexpectedly, the legion was materialized in the system and transferred into a capability part.

The black mist that filled the sky gradually dissipated, and the powerful coercion also disappeared.

The movement here is so loud that the people in the Hall of Souls must have noticed it.

How to use the legion summoning board can only be studied later.

He summoned Dou Yun, and immediately crushed the local space talisman.

He could feel that this was the edge of the restricted area of ​​life.

Sure enough, when he crossed the river of space and arrived at the new location, the sky was clear, surrounded by boldly growing trees, exuding vitality, which formed a sharp contrast with the wasteland of the restricted area of ​​life.

Zhao Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his eyes to look into the distance.

The sky in the distance is cloudy and shrouded in darkness, and there is a forbidden area for life.

Zhao Wushuang continued in the opposite direction, gradually moving away from the restricted area of ​​life.

When he came to a hill and looked far away, he could see a city in the distance.

When Zhao Wushuang set off in the direction of the city, in the forbidden area of ​​life, more than a dozen streamers rushed towards the wilderness on the edge at an extremely fast speed.

A black crow filled the sky, and standing on top of the crow was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face.

He is the Fourth Elder of Soul Hall.

Not long ago, there was a change in the soul jade tablet placed in the ancestral hall of the Soul Palace, and the token belonging to his most beloved grandson was shattered, which made his heart tighten.

So he took his men out to look for his grandson.

He felt the breath remaining in this piece of heaven and earth, and his complexion suddenly changed.

"What kind of power is this, why even I feel heart palpitations."

He muttered to himself.

Then he opened the exploration consciousness belonging to Wu Sheng, and the invisible dark power spread, carefully searching every inch of land in this wasteland.

Finally, a rag was found on top of a cactus.

Judging by the breath, this piece of broken step is exactly on his grandson's clothes.

Clothes were found here, and the figure disappeared, and the life token in the sect was also broken, so there is only one result.

Thinking of this, his eyes turned red.

"Who did it! This old man is going to kill you."

Angry roars spread throughout the wilderness, and many centipedes and poisonous scorpions that finally crawled out of the holes crawled on the ground and trembled again.

They just want to come out for a meal, is it easy?

……

Zhao Wushuang didn't care about what the people at the Soul Palace thought, anyway, they couldn't escape the restricted area of ​​life, so what could they do.

After breathing the fresh air in the world, Zhao Wushuang became in a particularly good mood. He didn't even need to follow Dou Yun, he just walked, strided, moved thousands of meters, and jumped and ran across the mountains.

Out of the mountains, after passing through an empty farmland, I finally saw the city wall faintly.

This place has been out of the restricted area of ​​life and can be regarded as a safe area, so people come and go, and the traffic is busy, but it seems very lively.

Zhao Wushuang followed the flow of people into the city, and the smell of fireworks from the world rushed over his face.

He found an inn and ordered some small dishes and a pot of wine. Outside the window, there was a big river flowing by, and there were old people fishing on it.

Zhao Wu ate while watching the scene outside the window.

When he first came to this city, he felt the difference between Zhongzhou and other regions.

In addition to the strong vitality in the world, there are also architectural styles and customs, all of which have a strong atmosphere of Middle Earth.

Many men here are tall and thick, with broad waists and round arms. They come out with a few pieces of cloth around their bodies, sit in the inn and talk loudly, happily.

Zhao Wushuang sat at the table drinking but listened to all directions, carefully collecting the conversations at these moments.

Some people are talking about Fengyue, some people are talking about dangerous things in the restricted area of ​​life, and some people are gossiping about various things that happened in Zhongzhou recently.

Zhao Wushuang didn't hear the key words he wanted from them.

He came to Zhongzhou this time, in addition to completing the tasks issued by the system, the more important thing was to find the traces of his parents and rescue them.

At that time, he had just triggered the system not long ago, and his strength was weak. He could only watch his father embark on a road of no return, but he himself was helpless.

Now he already has the strength of a semi-sage, and he can fight head-to-head with the strong of the fourth heaven of martial saints without losing the wind.

He already has enough confidence to save his parents.

Regarding the news about his mother, he only knew one mark, which was the pattern on the jade pendant left by his mother.

A blue lotus floating on the rippling water is the clue of his visit.

After many inquiries before, he realized that it was the symbol of Qinglian Holy Land.

Qinglian Holy Land is quite special, it belongs to the hermit sect, and seldom set foot in the world of mortals to deal with the outside world, so not many people know about it.

But the strength of Qinglian Holy Land should not be underestimated.

Zhao Wushuang asked several people to inquire about the news, but failed to get any useful clues.

Depressed, he observed the appearance of all beings in the inn.

Two people caught his attention.

The two men were dressed in plain clothes, they looked like father and son, the older man seemed to have a handicap and needed another boy to help him sit on the chair.

The boy was born with delicate features and fair skin. When he lifted the hem of his robe and sat down, Zhao Wushuang glanced at it from the corner of his eye, but found something different.

a token.

With a thought in his heart, Zhao Wushuang turned his listening to the extreme, wanting to explore the conversation between the two.

"Can you hold on?" the boy asked.

The pale middle-aged man nodded;

"Don't worry, I can still hold on."

The boy called the waiter to start ordering food.

After a while, there was a noisy sound from outside the door, and only a dozen big men in black samurai uniforms poured into the inn one after another, making some guests wonder what happened and thought that something big had happened.

Immediately after, surrounded by a group of burly men, a dandy young master in brocade robes, a green hat, and a paper fan in his hand swaggered in.

"What are you looking at? Is our young master of the Wang family someone you ordinary people can look straight at?"

A big man snorted coldly.

Some guests quickly withdrew their eyes and stopped watching.

"Master, please sit inside."

The big man turned his head and immediately changed his face, nodded and bowed, becoming extremely obsequious.

Wang Shao also hummed arrogantly, glanced left and right, and finally locked on a table in the middle.

(End of this chapter)