Chapter 70: The Goal (3/5 Votes)
Qiandaoliu and Bibi Dong on the side were dazzled, looking at Xiao Wu as if they were rare treasures.
A Titled Douluo behind him seemed to have discovered something, and pointed at Xiao Wu with some excitement.
"A 100,000-year-old soul beast that has been transformed!"
"What?"
"100,000-year soul beast!"
Everyone was shocked, and everyone present looked at Xiao Wu.
"Kill it to get the legendary 100,000-year soul ring! The first place in the soul master dream rankings. ”
Many college teachers licked their mouths and looked at Xiao Wu with unkind eyes, if it weren't for the presence of the Martial Spirit Palace, it is estimated that they would have done it directly.
"Xiao Wu is a soul beast?"
Looking at everyone's gaze, Xiao Wu couldn't help but take a step back in fear.
And Shrek and everyone were also surprised for a short time, and they all blocked in front of him, and the golden iron triangle also revealed its combat state, and the golden holy dragon appeared in front of everyone, looking at everyone vigilantly.
Thorton frowned at the scene, he was very puzzled by the common sense.
"I don't know what kind of 100,000-year-old soul beast he is, I only know that he is my sister."
After speaking, he walked over, grabbed Xiao Wu, turned his head to look at everyone, and instantly burst out with a powerful murderous aura.
"If you dare to attack him, I will eat him!"
A level 50 soul master, they won't take it to heart, but if this person is the Pope of the Martial Spirit Palace, it will be different.
Bibi Dong and Qiandaoliu also saw that this 100,000-year-old soul beast had an unusual relationship with the younger brother of an adult, and they knew the horror of people's hearts, so they couldn't help but speak.
"If the Pope is not at ease, why not bring her back to the Martial Spirit Palace."
"No, you don't! You don't have to worry about it! ”
Xiao Wu threw Thorton's hand away, and everyone in Shrek's school was stunned.
They don't know what Xiao Wu suddenly smoked, didn't she have a good relationship with Thorton? Seeing Xiao Wu running into the distance, Tang San and Suo Dun hurriedly chased after him.
On the other side, Wen Twelve, who was driving the car, suddenly frowned.
"Have you forgotten something?"
After thinking for a long time, but with no result, Wen Twelve shook his head and didn't think about it.
After a while, a Lamborghini stopped outside a small town.
"It should be right here."
Wen Twelve got out of the car with a self-muttering voice, took the car back to his backpack, and walked to the town.
This town doesn't look big, but as soon as he stepped in, Wen Twelve felt that the atmosphere around him was a little strange, and he always felt that there was a special chill in the people around him.
After a few moments, Wen XII finally found a tavern in the center of the town and walked towards the tavern with his feet raised.
The air in the tavern was very muddy, and Wen XII noticed that all the decorations here were actually black, and as soon as he walked in, there was a cold and dark feeling.
At this time, about 30% of the people in the tavern were seated, and although the air was muddy, there were few people talking, so it was very quiet. The arrival of Wen XII attracted a lot of attention.
I casually found a place to sit down, and a waiter dressed in black with an indifferent face walked over.
"Need something?"
Wen Twelve smiled at the waiter, recalling the memories in his head.
"Huh? Bring me a glass of Bloody Mary, right. That's how it should be, right? ”
Hearing Wen Twelve's words, the waiter's face changed slightly.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, that's right, hurry up"
Holding his head, Wen Twelve knocked on the table with his right hand, he didn't like this place, he just wanted to complete the goal quickly and leave.
The waiter didn't continue to speak, turned around and walked away, and after a while a glass of cloudy liquid was served. The liquid is dark red and has a strong fishy smell, as pungent as blood.
Playing with the wine glass in his hand, Wen Twelve didn't intend to drink it, but just looked at it out of curiosity, and casually poured the Bloody Mary in the wine glass in his hand on the ground.
"It's boring."
Stand up and walk straight to the bar.
And this scene obviously angered the waiter here, only to see her stop Wen Twelve and said angrily.
"What do you want to do?"
Wen Twelve glanced at her lightly and said softly.
"Go away, it's none of your business here."
At the same time, there was a momentum on his body, and the waiter couldn't move, so he continued to raise his feet and continue to move forward, looking at Wen Twelve, who was getting closer and closer to the entrance, the waiter finally couldn't help it.
"Whoever of you kills him can immediately enter the Killing Capital."
The waiter's words made everyone stunned, and then a group of people were overjoyed, and one by one the martial spirits were instantly opened.
"It's all for Lao Tzu to get out of the way, he is Lao Tzu's!"
With a voice, a Four-Ring Soul Sect attacked Wen Twelve.
"Eh, why are there so many people looking for death?"
Yi Yu sighed and turned around slowly, but everyone saw a strange thing appear in his hand.
"Oily coaxing!"
As Wen Twelve's words fell.
Boom~
The grenade fell and exploded, and the entire room was instantly frozen into an ice sculpture as the biting cold air emanated.
"That's it."
Wen Twelve clapped his hands and walked over, raised his hand, and slapped his palm heavily on the bar. With a loud bang, the bar was shattered and scattered, revealing the ground.
Then he stepped on the ground, and with a loud bang, a huge hole appeared in the ground, and a cold wind blew up from under the cave.
Wen Twelve jumped down and jumped directly into the pitch black of the ground, his body was instantly surrounded by pitch black, the whole person did not enter it, he fell into the darkness, just fell a few meters, Wen Twelve was already down-to-earth.
Finding that this was a long road, stretching diagonally downward, the cold breath continued to blow on his body, but without the slightest pressure, Wen Twelve walked forward in great strides.
In the middle of the night, a cold voice suddenly came from all directions.
"Welcome to the Killing Capital. This is the capital of hell, a world full of killing. Here, you can get everything you want, at the cost of your life. ”
Hearing this voice, Wen Twelve showed a strange smile.
"Oh, yes, but I'm here to smash the field, I don't know if you're welcome."
Turning a corner, there was a faint light coming from the front, and Wen Twelve saw that it was an open portal, and on the other side of the portal, there was a breath of life.
As he strode forward, he could already hear a cacophony as he stepped out of the passage.
In front of them, hundreds of people appeared. All of them were dressed in black armor, and even their faces were completely covered by helmets, and a hundred of them were armed with heavy swords, but one of them sat upright on a tall war horse, and his horse was also covered with thick black armor.
"You're breaking the rules."
The deep voice sounded extremely cold, and it didn't seem to come out of the mouth. It was the black-armored knight who was sitting upright right now.