The Yellow Spirit Domain is divided into nine cities, each of which dominates nine territories, of which Yangcheng is also one of them, but it is ranked last. Because the other eight cities are all under the jurisdiction of real martial arts powerhouses, and Yangcheng has become a plate of scattered sand since an accident ten years ago, it is not easy to barely maintain one of the nine cities without being swallowed up by other cities.

The relationship between the major regions, the relationship between the cities is not as friendly as imagined, and the intricate connections between them are difficult for ordinary people to discern at all, and it is not uncommon for some cities to appear to be friendly alliances on the surface, but secretly they are-for-tat.

But recently, Yangcheng is faintly strange, and the spies of the other eight cities have all discovered that Yangcheng has not known what has happened recently, and it is actually a trend of gradual unification... This discovery has really attracted the attention of countless strong people.

Rumble!

At night, a burst of bright light suddenly erupted in the Yangcheng City Lord's Mansion, and the fierce aura flashed away, followed by a loud bang, the gate of the City Lord's Mansion broke in response, and a figure shot out in embarrassment, smashing heavily into the courtyard.

"Hmph, Mo Yuan's position as the city lord is capable, are you still not convinced?" A steady voice slowly came out from the main hall, rhythmic footsteps sounded, and a sturdy middle-aged man appeared on the doorway, condescendingly looking at the feminine man on the ground with a gloomy face, looking at the latter with a resentful look on his face and frowning.

"Peng Jun!"

Although Mo Yuan's cultivation is very close to the cultivation of the Martial Sect, he has been hollowed out by wine all the year round, and his cultivation is still inferior to that of ordinary three-star martial artists, not to mention Peng Jun, who is now promoted to the Martial Sect, a vicious smile appeared on his overly pale face, and he snorted and laughed, "Do you think that you can be arrogant in front of me if you step on shit and break through the Martial Sect?" Today, you'd better kneel in front of me honestly and kowtow and confess your guilt, otherwise when my father comes, not to mention that you can't get the position of the city lord of Yangcheng, and you have to work hard to run the punishment club... Poof!"

Boom!

Before Mo Yuan finished speaking, his eyes suddenly darkened, and then Mo Yuan's face suddenly showed a trace of instinctive horror, and the next second a piercing sound sounded in the air, and Mo Yuan was directly kicked away by an unclear black shadow, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Peng Jun didn't know when he appeared where Mo Yuan was before, his face was gloomy, and he stared at Mo Yuansen, who fell to the ground, and said coldly: "Threaten me, do you think I will be afraid of your father, if you have the courage, let him come to me, see if he can save your life under my hands!"

"Yangcheng fell into the hands of a waste like you, who bullied the weak and feared the hard, bullying men and women, and it would end up in the current situation!"

"It is precisely because of a cancer like you that you are in power that the current Yang City is divided and scattered, and even the annual Huang Ling Domain Conference has lost the qualification to participate, causing my Yang City to gradually lag behind the other eight cities, and even faintly want to be removed from the title of one of the nine cities!"

However, at this time, Mo Yuan couldn't hear his words at all, just now Peng Jun's kick with great power almost kicked him several ribs, and now he was in a coma in pain.

"Uncle Peng, the warehouse of the City Lord's Mansion has been blocked by us, and the treasury is quite rich. At this moment, a crisp little girl's voice sounded, Peng Jun's face softened slightly, and when he turned around, he saw a little girl with only one arm walking slowly, it was Mu Ning.

"Did you find something useful?" Peng Jun nodded and asked.

Mu Ning shook his head slightly, and said indifferently: "The treasure that can restore the physical body, how can it be so easy to find, that kind of thing will be quite rare even for the strong of the Martial King, it is really difficult to find it in this Yang City, even if you are afraid, it has long been wasted by the previous generation of city lords." ”

Peng Jun sighed slightly.

"Maybe the other eight cities may have this kind of thing? At the last Yanying auction in Yanying City, didn't there ever be a treasure like the 'Purple Bamboo Heart' that could repair physical damage?"

"Yes has been bought a long time ago, I'm afraid there is little hope. ”

Peng Jun saw that the person who came was dressed in a blue dress, and nodded, "Blue Yue, has you dealt with it over there, we need to integrate the forces of Yangcheng as soon as possible, and in a few months it will be the time of the Huang Lingyu Conference, this is the opportunity for the rise of Yangcheng, and it must not be missed." ”

"Don't worry, the Jinyao Club in the city that supports us accounts for nearly half, and it shouldn't be too difficult to recover Yang City. Lan Yue responded with a smile, and then looked at the cold little girl on the side with soft eyes, "Xiao Ning, don't worry, I will arrange for someone to go to the Yanying Auction as soon as possible to inquire about the news, and I will definitely be able to find the treasure that repairs your arm." ”

"I listen to Aunt Lan. Mu Ning replied.

The situation in Yangcheng changed rapidly in just a few days, which caught countless people off guard, and a strong martial artist appeared out of thin air, instantly breaking the original pattern of Yangcheng, and letting a pool of stagnant water flow slowly again.

And in this regard, Yichen didn't pay much attention, his attention at the moment has been completely attracted by the system, after coming to this Yiworld, the real task has just begun, and the front is just a warm-up.

View the current task. Yichen's heart moved, and an illusory list suddenly appeared in front of him, on which a glowing font appeared, and through the realized contact, it was directly inscribed in Yichen's mind.

[Task 1: Participate in the Huang Lingyu Conference and seize the position of chief. 】

[Task 2: Worship under the Eight Stars.] 】

[Task 3: Go to the Sun Moon Pavilion and get the second fragment.] 】

A list of directories is presented in Yichen's line of sight, Yichen's whole person looks a little sluggish for a while, these three are at the top, deliberately marked with enlarged red fonts, it is obvious that it is the main quest that must be completed, as for the many other side quests below, Yichen ignored them directly for a while.

"I've heard of the Huang Lingyu Conference, and I won the chief... Let's not talk about this, but what the hell is this worship under the eight-star martial arts?" Yichen's whole person was a little stunned at first, and then the whole person was Spartan.

Martial arts level, after one to three stars, four-star martial arts, five-star martial honor, six-star martial king, seven-star martial saint, eight-star martial emperor!

Emperor Wu, this is definitely a level beyond the current Yichen's cognition, don't look at the joy he once bragged with Xiao Mu Ning, saying that he was a martial saint for one year and two martial saints, but if you really want to talk about these two words, just compare them with Wuzong Peng Jun, the two are not the same level at all, a martial saint can almost blow Peng Jun to death with a breath, this is almost a huge gap between the two. Not to mention the Martial Emperor above, to put it bluntly, that kind of existence is even at the peak, infinitely close to the level of the emperor.

"There is no deadline for the task, but the most recent Huang Lingyu Conference has less than half a year left, if you miss it this time and want to participate next time, you don't know how long, you can't wait that long... In other words, I only have half a year left on my real mission. ”

"Eight-star powerhouses haven't heard of any place where there is... This kind of character, I'm afraid that there are not necessarily a few people in the entire continent, and it is difficult to find his traces, let alone worship under his door, this task can be put aside first. ”

"As for the second fragment of the Sun and Moon Pavilion, what is the Sun and Moon Pavilion, and what is the second fragment?"