Heavenly Lord Asura

"Ming King War Clan?"

Wutian was puzzled.

Just hearing about the recruitment of handyman and worship, these people seem to be crazy. Could it be that the Ming Dynasty war clan is very powerful, but why hasn't he heard of it?

Ling Chenye narrowed his mouth and turned around to leave, but suddenly found a masked man sitting motionless at the table, and he couldn't help but become curious.

Turning his eyes, he came to Wutian's table and smiled: "Man, why don't you prepare?"

Wutian raised his head and looked at the person, then lowered his head, but at the same time he lowered his head, a suspicion appeared in his eyes, and he raised his head and looked at the young man in black carefully.

He found that this person exudes a unique smell, which can only appear in women.

He couldn't help wondering, is this person disguised as a man?

But he also discovered that this life has a Adam's apple, and the skin is not as delicate as a woman. On the contrary, it is a bit rough, with large pores and thick black eyebrows, not at all like a woman.

"Is it just me thinking about it?"

No sky secretly slanders.

Seeing Wutian staring at him all the time, Ling Chenye was uncomfortable, and said displeased: "Hey, what are you looking at? I'm asking you something, haven't you heard?"

"The Ming Dynasty is very powerful?"

Wutian asked indifferently, and withdrew his gaze, but kept an eye on it in the dark, he still suspected that this person was disguised as a man.

Because the appearance can be changed, but the taste cannot be changed.

I heard that Ling Chenye stared at Wu Tian incredibly like a monster, unable to speak for a long time.

Wutian's eyebrows hidden under the mask slightly raised. Could it be that this Ming Dynasty war clan is really a great race?

"call!"

Ling Chenye took a deep breath, seeming to calm down the restlessness in his heart, and asked: "You really don't know the Ming Dynasty war clan?"

Wutian shook his head and said: "I come from a small remote tribe, the Ming Dynasty war clan has never heard of it."

"Oh."

Ling Chenye showed a stunned look: "It turns out that this is the case, would you ask such a stupid question."

Wutian said indifferently: "Then do you want to explain to me?"

Ling Chenye raised her brows, and said displeased: "Listening to your tone, it seems that I have an obligation to explain to you? I said you, can you be more humble and gentle when asking questions?"

Wutian glanced at him, took out two magical medicines from the space bracelet simply and neatly, and threw them in front of Ling Chenye.

Naturally, the space bracelet and the magic drug belonged to the two middle-aged men.

The two big men guarding the gate of the holy world are even the gods of the Seven Tribulations. Will there be fewer treasures in the space bracelet?

There are thousands of them just for the magical medicine, and the essence is countless, enough for him to spend a long time.

Seeing the two magical medicines, Ling Chenye immediately beamed his eyes, fearing that Wutian would regret it, and hurriedly put away his space bracelet.

Wutian said indifferently: "Can you tell me now?"

Ling Chenye said with a smile: "Of course, of course, they are all children of the rivers and lakes, and they should take care of each other."

This is a typical example of getting cheap and selling well.

Wutian didn't bother to care about it, and said lightly: "Let's talk!"

Ling Chenye explained: "The Ming Dynasty war clan is the overlord of this area. It belongs to a second-class race. There is a Five Tribulations God in the clan who sits in town. This Ming Dynasty city is their secular base."

"Second-class race?"

Wutian was slightly taken aback.

Ling Chenye looked at him weirdly and said, "Don't you even know the second-class race?"

"The small tribe I belong to is located on the edge of the Eastern Continent. It is basically isolated from the world. I don't know or be surprised about the situation in the Eastern Continent." Wutian said.

"That's it, then I'll explain it to you. The major races in the Eastern Continent have a total of four levels, namely, the third-class race, the second-class race, the first-class race, the king's race, and the peak race."

"Third-class races are in fact not influential. As long as there are gods in charge, they can be called third-class races."

"Second-class races are different, requiring a minimum of the Five Tribulations Gods to sit in town, such as the Ming Dynasty War Clan."

"The first-class race needs a **** of ten calamities to sit down."

"The king race is even more remarkable. It needs a supreme seat. This kind of race is basically the warrior ranked in the top 100."

"As for the pinnacle race, they are the pillars of the Holy Realm, the nine heaven-defying warriors!"

Ling Chenye said, as soon as he mentioned the nine heaven-defying war clan, his eyes released a hot light.

"Is it the pinnacle race? I don't know if you have ever heard such a sentence, the higher you stand, the more miserable you fall, wait, one day, I will let you all fall from the clouds and into the abyss!" No Tian sneered in his heart.

Seeing Wutian not saying a word, Ling Chenye smiled and said, "How about it, are you scared?"

"It's a little bit."

Wutian smiled faintly, with a sudden inspiration, and asked: "No matter how you say the Ming Dynasty war clan is also a second-class war clan, is there any spiritual vein in that clan? If there is no spiritual channel, entering the Ming king war clan will delay cultivation instead? "

"Of course there are. There are a total of two god-level spiritual veins in the Ming Dynasty. I heard that the cultivation site enshrined by the Ming Dynasty is just above the two spiritual veins. If you can become an enshrinement, then you will surely rise up. Under the premise, it depends on whether you have this ability, big brother." Ling Chenye said.

"I'm a farmer, not to mention worship, but for me, it is a foolish dream."

Wutian laughed at himself, but he wondered if he could absorb these two god-level spiritual veins, it would be 100% help him break through to the Eight Tribulations.

As long as you step into the Eight Tribulations, you will be one step closer to the realm of supreme!

Ling Chenye laughed and said: "Big brother, don't be so self-defeating. The standard for recruiting handyman in the Ming Dynasty war clan is not very high. As long as the emperor can sign up, although the big brother has no breath, he must have entered the emperor period Otherwise, it is impossible to arrive at Mingwang City safely from such a remote place. It is better to go to Mingwang Zhan Clan with my eldest brother to try his luck tomorrow. What do you think?"

Wutian shook his head and said, "Forget it. I'm coming out this time just for experience. For the rest, it's better to be less mixed."

A second-class race with only Five Tribulations Gods sitting in town, there is no need to hide.

Ling Chenye said: "Since the eldest brother has said so, then I won't force it anymore. May I ask the eldest brother's surname?"

Wutiandao: "Fu Qiu."

"Brother Fu Chou, thank you for your magic medicine, we will have a period later."

Ling Chenye arched his hands and got up and left.

Wutian sat in the restaurant until dark before he got up and settled the bill.

But just when the buddy came to settle the expenses, his spiritual thoughts emerged and he forcibly searched his soul!

When he got what he wanted, he waved his hand, and his body was wiped out on the spot, then he turned and left the restaurant.

On the street, Wutian lowered his head and walked toward the city gate, with a thoughtful light in his eyes.

He hadn't forgotten the soul search technique, but he didn't want to use this thaumaturgy anymore because it was taught to him by Xuanyuan Ao.

He would rather kill an innocent person than to use what Xuanyuan Ao taught him.

Some people might say that he is stupid, but who knows the pain in his heart? Who knows?

The moment he walked to the gate of the city, he decisively erased the casting method of the soul search technique.

Without the soul search technique, he can still get everything he wants!

He has to prove with actions that he is lawless, does not need to rely on anyone, and can still reach the pinnacle!

This night, he stood on a mountain top in King Ming City, looking at the bright moon in the sky, his eyes showed longing.

After rebirth, when he buried the battle spirit ring and a few psychic charms in the tomb, he did not forget that the ice coffin and Luo Shenqin were still in the battle spirit ring.

But he still buried the battle spirit ring. He didn't really want to abandon everything in his previous life. He knew that after entering the Holy Realm, he was destined to wander on the edge of death. He didn't want the jade in the coffin to be hurt and implicated. .

Therefore, leaving her on the continent of Samsara is the best choice.

But at this moment, here, he didn't have a friend, no relative, his heart began to feel lonely, and he couldn't help thinking of her.

Her figure, her sorrow, her smile, her helplessness, those eternal scenes, involuntarily gave up his mind, making his heart painful like a knife.

At midnight, with a light sigh, he left.

This time, he was going to the clan land of King Ming's war clan to **** two spiritual veins!

Forcibly read the memory of the man, he already knew where the clan of the Ming Dynasty war clan was.

Half an hour later, he descended over a mountain range.

Below, the mountains and rivers are undulating, majestic and majestic, with towering old trees and overlapping greens.

And in the mountains and rivers, there are countless auras, the lowest is the Great Emperor, and the strongest is the Five Tribulations God.

"Get up!"

His body shook, **** divine power rushed out of his body, turned into a vast ocean, and rolled toward the mountains below!

The power of the gods covers all directions!

At this moment, the creatures in a radius of hundreds of millions of miles were shaking, and their minds and bodies were chilling.

"Where is the predecessor, come to the clan land of my Mingwang war clan?"

In the next instant, a sound of suspicion sounded, with some fear and awe.

A black-clothed middle-aged swept out of the mountain range, soared into the sky, and descended not far from Wutian, anxiously said: "Senior, why are you?"

Wutian said indifferently: "Take the spiritual vein."

When the words fell, the mountain below collapsed and the ground cracked, and two spiritual veins that were as long as thousands of miles were pulled out of the ground by the blood.

The two spiritual veins were awakened~www.readwn.com~ fiercely powerful, struggling desperately, but no matter how they struggled, they could not break free from the shackles of divine power, and flew quickly towards Wutian.

However, the members of the Ming Dynasty's war clan were caught in a devastating disaster, and it was only a moment, with most of the casualties!

Upon seeing this, the black-clothed middle-aged's complexion changed suddenly and he hurriedly said, "Senior, the spiritual veins are the foundation of the Ming Dynasty family, please be merciful to Senior!"

"Those who block me, die!"

Wutian glanced at his eyes, and his eyes were full of blood. When he came into contact with Wutian's eyes, the black-clothed middle-aged suddenly felt that a terrifying and fierce aura rushed toward him, as if he had fallen into Shura hell, from the depths of his soul. There was an uncontrollable fear!

Who is this person?

Just one look, there is such a terrible ferocity, is he a demon?

The black-clothed middle-aged was the patriarch of the Ming Dynasty's war clan, but at this moment, he couldn't feel the slightest obstruction in his heart. He watched the two spirit veins and was captured by this masked man!