With more than 3,000 catties of desolate power, if you still can't completely repair the Futian Bow, then this is too amazing.

You must know that with such a large amount of desolate power, not to mention repairing ten Terran ancestral weapons, seven or eight pieces are still no problem.

But the Futian Bow is like a vampire that can't be fed, and after most of the power of the wilderness is absorbed by it, there are still many cracks on the bow body.

This can't help but make Mo Wuchen have a headache, such as the day has changed, the power of the wilderness is not as prosperous as before, and the more than 3,000 catties of the power of the wilderness in front of him are still risking their lives and knocked from the hands of the holy land.

Once it was consumed, there would be no more, and he didn't think that his luck would be so good that he could get so much desolate power again.

"This guy ......"

In the end, the power of the wilderness was completely consumed, Mo Wuchen shook his head and smiled bitterly, the Futian Bow really did not fully recover.

But at the same time, he was also curious in his heart, such a large amount of desolate power was not enough for it to absorb, it was hard to imagine, once the Futian Bow was completely repaired, what kind of powerful power could it burst out?

"If only I had known that I had asked for some more wasteland......

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but regret a little in his heart.

If you let all the holy places know that Mo Wuchen has such thoughts, you have to be so angry that you have to vomit blood.

"Although it has not been completely recovered, but with the God King's Arrow Technique, the power should be able to increase several times, and I have also begun to comprehend the arrow domain of the second realm, and with one arrow, it can at least threaten the power of the ordinary True Immortal Realm. ”

Thinking like this in his heart, Mo Wuchen put away the Futian Bow and walked out of the room.

At this time, it was already the second night, and tonight's Nanyang City was particularly noisy, with people coming and going everywhere, and the news that the Cloud Pavilion was opened again alarmed many people to come here.

There are a lot of geniuses from all sides, and they all want to see the Meng Yurou who dares to talk about the beauty of Tianxinzhi and Yanhuang Saintess.

After inquiring from the side and learning the place where the Cloud Pavilion was located, Mo Wuchen walked slowly towards it.

There were many people on the road, with the same destination as him, and most of them were young geniuses, Mo Wuchen released his perception and felt several strong breaths, with true immortal realm cultivation, all of them were geniuses who could be compared with the Holy Son of a party.

The night of Nanyang City, full of lights, showing the prosperous scene, is not only here, in fact, no matter which ancient city, the night is often the most lively period.

Walking along the street, you can smell the aroma of wine from time to time, accompanied by beautiful vocal music, which is intoxicating.

Mo Wuchen didn't walk fast, he was enjoying this feeling, since he left Fang Tiancheng and walked out of Cloud Country, he had been working hard for his strength almost every day, and he hadn't indulged in the life of the young master in the past for a long time.

Now that he has come here, and most of the Futian Bow has been repaired, he wants to enjoy himself before leaving.

Life is in the world, and when you have to be free, even if it is the power of a holy lord, it is nothing more than that, the road to immortality is endless, and the dust will not forget the present!

The moon tonight is exceptionally round, accompanied by the lights in the ancient city, looking from afar, the whole Nanyang City scenery is charming, this is a city that never sleeps.

Soon, Mo Wangchen came to the shore of a lake, where the surface of the lake was calm, reflecting the beauty of the stars in the sky, and as time went by, the crowds here became more and more coming.

"Heavenly Palace ......"

Looking up, Mo Wuchen couldn't help but feel a slight shock in his heart, above the lake, there was a divine city floating, surrounded by fairy mist, holy and radiant, like another bright moon in the sky.

Nowadays, many people are gathered by the lake, looking at the sacred city, and talking about it.

"This is the Cloud Pavilion, like a heavenly palace, fascinating, it is rumored that the ancient heavenly court in the past was like this. ”

"Whether the Cloud Pavilion is really related to the Ancient Heavenly Court cannot be confirmed, but now, at least they are not the mortal places that the world says, such a Heavenly Palace Temple is not something that ordinary people can have. ”

"What time is this, tonight the Cloud Pavilion will open again, why haven't you seen Meng Yurou appear?"

"Catching gods and ghosts, deliberately creating a sense of mystery, today's holy land and ancient martial arts families, there are many young geniuses, all to see their faces, but they have not appeared yet, and the shelf is inevitably too big. A young man said.

"That's it, I think that Meng Yurou is just a waste of fame, how can He De dare to be on a par with Shuangjue. ”

Many of the people present were geniuses from all walks of life, and many of them were a little arrogant in the past, but now they have been here for a long time, but they have not seen the people of the Cloud Pavilion appear for a long time, as if they were despised by the other party, they are naturally a little angry.

But having said that, no one left.

"Hurry!"

Suddenly, there was a divine rainbow in the sky in the distance, this was a nine-day divine boat, on which stood was a young man, black hair fluttering in the wind, and his temperament was outstanding.

"It's the Holy Son of Luoyue Immortal Palace, Mu Xi!"

Many people exclaimed, recognizing the young man on the Shenzhou, who was the Holy Son of Luoyue.

Luoyue Immortal Palace is one of the top ten holy places of the Xuanwu League, Mu Xi became famous when he was a teenager, and it is rumored that he obtained the current status of the Holy Son after suppressing the previous Holy Son.

"I heard that the Holy Son of Luo Yue likes Fengyue, and now it seems that this is indeed the case. ”

"Among the holy sons of the Xuanwu League, he is the most carefree he has ever lived, everyone else is dedicated to martial arts, but the holy son of Luoyue is so playful, and his cultivation can not fall behind others, it can be seen that his qualifications are high, which is rare in the world. ”

"If he spends all the time he wastes on Fengyue and dedicates it to specializing in martial arts, his cultivation will probably be able to rank among the top three among the younger generation of the Xuanwu Alliance. Someone said so.

The Holy Son of Luoyue was dressed in white, standing proudly, he came with a divine boat, like a divine son above the nine heavens, and his aura was magnificent.

Not long ago, the ancient ruins appeared, this person was not present, Mo Wuchen This is also the first time he has seen it, and the kind of innate debauchery on the other party makes him inevitably have some admiration.

"I heard that the dream fairy will be born tonight, so Mu Xi came here and asked the fairy to show up. ”

On the Shenzhou, the Holy Son of Luoyue spoke, and his voice contained holy power, and Lang Lang entered the palace in the sky.

"The master of the young pavilion ordered me to pass the word, and asked the shepherd to wait outside with everyone. ”

In the palace, there was a fairy sound, and Meng Yurou did not appear, but let people pass the word.

"It's such a big shelf, Luo Yue's holy son is here, and she can't even be allowed to show up!" Everyone was in an uproar, this seemed to be too faceless for Mu Xi.

"Oh?"

On the Shenzhou, Luo Yue Shengzi smiled lightly, but did not get angry, but showed interest, "I have admired the fairy for a long time, and I can't wait for half a moment, since the fairy doesn't want to show up, then I can only go in to see you by myself." ”

After that, Mu Xi stepped on the void and was about to fly towards the palace.

"Click!"

Suddenly, a big void hand appeared and shot out of the palace, making a drastic change in front of De Muxi.

He didn't dare to underestimate it on his face, and his body retreated sharply, dodging.

"Even if your holy lord is here, you don't dare to force your way in, shepherd, if you want to wait, just wait for the good time, if you don't want to, let it go......"

A fairy sound came from the palace, which seemed to have a great resonance, which made people change.

"Contemporary Cloud Pavilion Master, Meng Tianyi!"

PS: Three more!

(End of chapter)