Volume 1: Sword Pointing to God Chapter 54: Invitation

Lu Shifang and Dongfang Fu completely lost hope, they sighed and then lay on the ground, ready to meet the arrival of death.

"Hahaha, do you think it will be so easy to die?" Cao Kun walked up to the two of them, lowered his head and looked at the two of them playfully, "Tell you!

After speaking, Cao Kun stretched out his arms and lifted the two up, then looked left and right and walked into the main hall, and then threw the two on the ground casually, "You can't die yet, he hasn't come yet." ”

Cao Kun also captured the other disciples who were not dead into the main hall, turned his head and looked at Lu Shifang and Dongfang Biao with a smile.

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On the other side, Lingque was already on his way to treasure hunting.

This time, the team has changed, the one in the first place is Ling Que, on the left is Song Buxing, on the right is Mu Qingzhou, and behind is Bai Yuhua and Mu Qingjian with a depressed face.

The addition of Mu Qingjian made several people very embarrassed, but Qi Yan could not see the contradiction between several people, and after discussing with Mu Nanfeng the night before, he stuffed Mu Qingjian into the team.

Due to the previous contradictions, Mu Qingjian was very passive among several people, and he felt embarrassed to do anything.

However, Ling Que seemed to have forgiven him, and from time to time he would pull up a topic for him to pick up during the conversation of several people, and in this way, several people started their treasure hunting journey with a peculiar atmosphere.

They set out from the Qi Imperial Palace, and their destination was in the distant Chu Palace, and there was also Huaiye Villa in the middle, and the two forces were family-centric, and outsiders were very unpopular.

But there is still a path through the mountains and forests from the destination, but no one has ever come, not to mention that if they are discovered by the two, it will definitely be a battle, and in terms of their strength, it will only lead to defeat.

Originally, Lingqi was ready to rely on the black cloud to quickly reach the destination from the sky, but when he summoned the black cloud, he found that the state of the black cloud was not very good, and even the Kui Niu and the Wild Blue Scale Python looked painful.

Ling Que inquired about their situation but never received a response, so he had no choice but to choose a slower carriage.

However, he still overestimated the speed of the carriage, and it went on for three days and three days, still far from its destination.

Early on the morning of the fourth day, while they were still in their dreams, the carriage stopped.

When they stepped out of the carriage and saw what they saw, they froze in place, and they swallowed as they looked at the huge palace.

The carriage went in the wrong direction, and they came to the center of the barren state, the barren hall.

It was the most mysterious force in the Wasteland, with the strongest monks.

And every year, the Wasteland Hall will release a list of Wasteland States, and everyone is ranked by realm strength.

There are thousands of people on the list, but ninety percent of the top nine hundred are Desolate Hall disciples, and the worst one at the end of the Desolate Hall disciples is also in the True Immortal Realm.

Over the years, there have been countless strong people who have come here to ask for advice because of the ranking of the Wasteland, but since then, there has been no trace of that person in the Wasteland.

As the strongest place in the barren state, the barren hall also has the greatest right to speak, if the barren hall is compared to the emperor, then the other places are just a prince.

The difference between a prince and an emperor is the difference between heaven and earth.

In the Arashi, the Arashu Trial is held every ten years, when the Araden will record the qualified people and make a special invitation to the hand.

All qualified people can enter any of the three wasteland roads when the wasteland is opened, and those who can reach the end point at the end will be evaluated again, and the one who wins finally will become the new owner of the wasteland.

Every time the deserted road is opened, it is a day that makes the wasteland tremble, and countless people look forward to winning and entering the deserted palace.

Ling Que touched the hard wall and felt the spiritual power emanating from it, that kind of power, it was actually somewhat familiar.

"Who's coming?"

In mid-air, there were two people standing on the clouds, presumably the guards of the Deserted Temple.

"Tell the guards, I am going to go to the Chu Palace, but because the carriage went in the wrong direction during the night's sleep, I specially ask the guards to show me the way, and I will leave. ”

Bai Yuhua clenched his fists and bent down to salute, and there were a few drops of sweat on his forehead.

Ling Que looked at the other people, there was actually sweat on their foreheads, and their expressions were very ugly, as if they were entangled by something.

"The Chu Clan Palace is on your right, and you can reach it by walking straight. ”

After the two finished speaking, they were about to turn around and leave, when they suddenly saw a puzzled Lingque.

"What's your name?" the guard asked, pointing at Lingque.

"Lack of spirit. ”

The two guards frowned when they heard this, turned their heads and whispered, "Wait a minute." ”

The two guards then left again, but when they left, they were told again that they were not allowed to leave.

"It's over, I said Lingque, how did you provoke the two guards?" Bai Yuhua asked him helplessly with a sad expression.

Lingque shrugged his shoulders and said he didn't know.

"By the way, what did you guys just do?"

"What's going on?"

"It's just that you guys looked ugly just now. ”

Listening to Ling Que's words, several people looked at him with the eyes of a fool.

"Didn't you feel the suppression of that spiritual power just now?" Mu Qingzhou asked, even he couldn't bear that suppression, and Lingque was actually fine.

Ling Que shrugged his shoulders again and said that he didn't know, "You all feel it?"

As they spoke, the two guards flew over again, but this time they landed.

This time, they had not only weapons in their hands, but also a few golden posts.

"Congratulations, you have obtained the qualification to enter the Wild Road, please bring this post to the Wild Road when the time comes. ”

After saying that, the two guards respectfully handed them the invitation, and then stepped on the cloud again and left the place.

Several people stood in place and stunned, as if they could not accept this sudden surprise.

"I... We've qualified for the Wasteland?"

Bai Yuhua said in surprise with the invitation sticker.

Originally, a few people followed Ling Que to come just to have a good time, but they didn't expect to encounter such a good thing.

"Good thing, I'll catch it when I get back. Bai Yuhua touched the back of the three animal psychic horses and said with satisfaction.

"You can pull it down, just a woolen horse like you. Mu Qingzhou walked over and pouted him aside, and then stroked the horse's back proudly.

Ling Que looked at the golden invitation in his hand, there was no fancy decoration on it, but the invitation was weighty in his hand, and it was full of a mysterious power.

He put the invitation in his arms and took out the map, their location was still very far from their destination, and the route had changed, and if they wanted to get there as fast as possible, they needed to re-plan the route.

The two of them discussed it, but their opinions diverged.

In the end, Mu Qingjian, who was still in a daze on the side, came over and pointed out the most reliable route.

"Yes, you deserve to be a major general. Bai Yuhua patted him on the shoulder.

"Hmph, aren't you also a major general. Mu Qingjian retorted, and then turned around again and walked to the side and looked into the distance in a daze.

Looking at Mu Qingjian's cold talk, Bai Yuhua didn't say anything, just muttered in a low voice: "Then I haven't been to the battlefield a few times." ”

After replenishing a little food, they got into the carriage again and set out on their way.

As a major general, Mu Qingjian has participated in hundreds of wars since he was a child, some big and some small, but he has long been able to take charge on his own, and the road he pointed to is indeed much faster than theirs.

At night, the bright moonlight shines on the earth, and the beasts hidden in the dark depths also begin to hunt.

'Tread.. Trample.. Trample.. Trample.. Trample.. Trample.. Tread..'

On the vast land, there were only the footsteps of the three psychic horses at this moment, and a few people in the carriage had already fallen asleep.

In the middle of the night, dark clouds quietly clouded the moonlight.

'Phew!'

With a horse bark, the carriage stopped.

When they were awakened, they came down and saw the frightened three-animal psychic horse, which was constantly neighing and trying to break free from the reins.

"Mu Qingzhou, let's see what's going on with your horse!" Bai Yuhua urged as he looked at the crazy horse.

Mu Qingzhou came to the side of the horse and jumped on the horse's back, he gently stroked the horse's back, and whispered to comfort it in the horse's ear.

The three-animal psychic horse felt the touch from Muqingzhou and began to stop, panting heavily, and the horse's hooves stopped moving.

"Hey, don't tell me, he's really capable. Bai Yuhua crossed his arms and touched Song beside him.

"He's the king of horses, isn't he powerful? Song Buxing also teased.

"Well, that's it, be quiet. Mu Qingzhou stroked the horse's back and slowly jumped down.

"Okay, it should be fine, it should be frightened. Mu Qingzhou said.

"Huh?"

At this time, they noticed a change in the sky, dark clouds covered the sun, and the wind was fierce.

Looking at the distance again, birds, fish and beasts are fleeing as if they are running away from something.

In the distance, a black tornado swept across the mountain, destroying the originally dense forest and turning it into a bare dirt slope in the blink of an eye.

Some of the beasts were caught in the tornado, and in an instant, they were torn apart and shattered into countless tiny pieces of debris.

"What is it?" Song Bu asked with a frown.

The black tornado froze for a moment after wreaking havoc on the poor hill, and then began to wreak havoc aimlessly.