Stepping on the blade of the Hero's Blade, Qing Yang's face was a little pale.

"This ...... How is this possible?!" Qing Yang's expression was incredulous, and his voice trembled a little.

He looked around blankly.

At this time, he was surrounded by a suspended sky, right in the middle of the tall building.

What's going on, he was still in the hotel room one second, how could he appear in the next second, on top of this golden rainbow.

You know, he didn't make the slightest move.

Not even moved.

How could it be so weird.

It's all incredible.

Bai Yi turned sideways, glanced at Qingyang, and when he saw his appearance, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart: "Close your mouth, we're leaving!"

"Oh!ah?" Qing Yang didn't seem to have come back to his senses. There was more confusion on his face.

"We're ...... Where are you going?" Qing Yang looked shocked.

"A place where you can send weapons!" Bai Yi straightened up, his eyes looking into the distance of the violent city.

"Stand firm and go!" Bai Yi said with a smile.

Before the words fell, I saw Bai Yi's right hand pinching the trick and posing in a posture of sword fingering.

With this sword finger posture coming out, the golden rainbow of the heroic blade under their feet suddenly bloomed.

There was a "boom" sound in place, and suddenly a long rainbow shadow was drawn and disappeared.

When the rainbow light flashed, a terrible scream came out of Qing Yang's mouth.

The voice sounded terrible, as if it had been greatly frightened.

In fact, it is not that he is timid. Nor is it how weak he is.

But everything that happened tonight was beyond his knowledge.

It's like a person who never believes in superstition and suddenly meets a god one day.

His original worldview was also subverted in an instant.

At this time, Qingyang seemed to be the one who didn't believe in superstition. Now I suddenly saw it like a fairy.

All his views and perceptions collapsed.

After the strange events of the Dark Tyrant, a deep shadow also appeared in Qing Yang's heart.

As soon as he heard Bai Yi say that there were "ghosts" haunting, the uneasiness in his heart came up.

It seems that his body was severely damaged in the last battle with the tyrant, and until now, he feels that his strength has not fully recovered.

At present, the strength he can exert is only at the level of a three-star hero.

If he encounters any crisis at this time, he really has no means to save his life

Coupled with the loss of his natal weapon, he is now like a tiger that has lost its fangs, as if he is no longer as strong as before.

Although the realm is still at the level of the six-star god of war, according to his current state, it can be said that he has reached the lowest point in his life.

"What's that...... Can I ask you a question?" In the golden rainbow, Qing Yang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes fell on the body of the white cloth, and his voice asked with a hint of trembling.

"Oh, what's the problem?" Bai Yi didn't turn his head, still maintaining a pinching posture.

"You...... Are you cultivating immortals?" Qing Yang was silent for a long time, and held back such a sentence.

White: "......"

"This is considered a cultivation of immortals?!" Bai Yi's face looked strange.

"You're starting to fly...... Kiyoyang couldn't help but laugh.

"Are you going to fly to the sky and the earth, move mountains and seas, and pick the sun and moon with your hands?!" Qing Yang thought of a picture, and after this picture appeared, he thought of the content of those immortal cultivation novels on the Internet.

White: "......"

"I always thought that you were the supreme powerhouse of a seven-star knight, but now it seems that I have lost my eyes. Now I'm afraid you're going to go against the sky!" Qing Yang became more and more excited the more he spoke, and a flushed color appeared on his face.

White: "......"

"Why is your mind jumping so much!" Bai Yi sighed and said with an embarrassed expression.

"Forget it, it's useless to talk to you too much. Whatever you want!" After a long time, the white man sighed, not explaining anything.

He knew how he explained, and this Qingyang wouldn't believe it.

Because the means he is currently showing are indeed beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, after all, on the current earth, there are almost no people who can possess such unfathomable power.

Because this means is beyond the scope of human power.

Qing Yang saw that Bai Yi was not defending, and a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes: "Haha, let me guess right." I knew it!"

......

Bai Yi ignored Qing Yang and let him shout on the sidelines.

Anyway, this kind of thing, let him get used to it for a while, and he will get used to it.

The white cloth gathered his mind, and the sword trick in his right hand moved, and the rainbow light of the hero's blade under his feet accelerated abruptly.

With the speed increases.

The surroundings of the golden rainbow light instantly resounded with a muffled thunderous sound of "boom".

The sound was like a beating heart, heavy and rhythmic.

As time passed, the night slowly deepened, and the temperature gradually cooled.

More cool, more cold wind.

The golden rainbow crosses the city with brilliant lights and dazzling lights.

Countless high-rise buildings stand quietly in the darkness of the city.

There is a luxurious new clothing city, a brightly lit shopping street, and a dazzling array of jewelry stores.

There is also a food court with a fragrant aroma and a delicious atmosphere.

With the shuttle of the golden rainbow, under the night sky, the appearance of the city is also fully displayed.

Although the violent city is full of chaos and strife, there is also the smell of crime.

But even so, the elegant beauty exuded by the violent city has not diminished by half a point.

Where there are people, there will be liveliness, and where there are people, there will be prosperity.

Because the violent city is densely populated, it is also full of a different kind of charm under the chaos.

Jubaolou, located in the area of the prosperous street section of the violent city, is a well-known and popular restaurant.

Those who can come here to dine are either rich and statused celebrities, or extremely valuable celebrities, or the kind of powerful official bosses.

It may be a high-ranking non-commissioned officer in the empire, or it may be the elders of various generals in the alliance.

It can be said that the people who can come to the Treasure Pavilion to dine are all the kind of bigwig-level characters.

The Treasure House occupies a large area and has its own separate area, in which each floor is 10 storeys high.

At this moment, Bai Yi and Qing Yang were standing outside the gate of the Treasure Tower, and the two of them looked up and looked at the area of the Treasure Tower.

Jubaolou belongs to the kind of large-scale restaurant, and the scale is almost five-star luxury.

So even if it's late at night, there are a lot of customers dining.

It is open almost 24 hours a day.

"Do you want to go in?" Qing Yang asked, looking at the back of the white cloth.

"Hmm!" Bai Yi nodded.

"Okay!" Qingyang replied.

After saying this, Qing Yang took the lead and walked out. But when he came to the entrance of the treasure building, he was stopped by the security guards.

"I'm sorry, sir, you can't get inside!" The security guard was a tall, bald black man in a security uniform, with a muscular build.

This black man spoke fluent Chinese, and he directly blocked Qingyang's way.

"Why?" Qing frowned.

"You have to have an invitation to dine here!" explained the black security guard.

After hearing the words of the black security guard, Qing Yang looked stunned, thought for a moment, took out the six-star God of War certificate from his pocket, handed it to the black security guard, and said, "Can I have this?!"

Seeing the document handed over by Qing Yang, the black security guard glanced at it, then pushed it back and refused: "I'm sorry sir, if there is no invitation, even if you are a six-star god of war, you can't let you in." ”

"It's so faceless, I'm also a six-star god of war!" Seeing that he was rejected, Qing Yang said with a somewhat gloomy face.

"I'm sorry, sir, that's how we rule here, I hope you don't embarrass us. The black security guard saw Qing Yang's ugly face, and then nervousness appeared in his heart, knowing that offending a strong man with a six-star god of war would kill himself. After thinking of this, he quickly apologized and said sincerely.

"You ......"

Seeing that the other party's oil and rice did not enter, Qingyang looked angry, and when he was about to open his mouth to scold, he was dragged by the white clothes.

After Bai Yi grabbed him, he cast him a look not to act rashly.

After stopping Qing Yang, Bai Yi stepped forward and handed the black security guard an invitation.

When the black security guard saw this invitation, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his face suddenly showed respect. Hurriedly got out of the way, and said with a gentle attitude: "Sir, please come inside, after entering the compound, there will be a special waiter to receive you!"

"Hmm!" Bai Yi didn't pay much attention to the black security guard's reaction, just hummed lightly, stretched out his hand to signal Qingyang to follow, and he strode in.

Qing Yang saw Bai Yi take out the invitation and walk in, his expression softened slightly, and when he passed by the black security guard, he kicked the other party fiercely, and then followed behind Bai Yi and went in.

Being glared at by Qing Yang like this, the black security guard couldn't help but tremble, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

Along the corridor, all the way forward, through the rows of parking spaces, and finally arrived at the courtyard downstairs of the Jubao Building.

There are not many guests in the compound, scattered and scattered, some men and women, some old and some young.

For these people, Bai Yi directly chose to ignore them, raising his head and looking up at the upper floors of the Treasure Tower.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze and strode into the hall.

But as soon as he stepped into the hall with half a foot, a sharp, harsh, and harsh voice rang out from behind him.

"Yo! How can even the mercenary garbage be qualified to come here?!"