Unknowingly, Wang Lang stayed in this deep underground for more than half a month, and the injuries on his body have recovered.

During this time, under the guidance of Ji Hongbin, his hard power did not increase much, but his understanding of martial arts and the use of skills can be described as an earth-shaking increase. It is no exaggeration to say that the combat effectiveness is much stronger now than before.

Looking at the phantom shadows floating in the air, Wang Lang had a wry smile on his face, originally he wanted to worship this mysterious master who didn't know how strong he was. But the phantom was very serious about his guidance, but he refused his apprenticeship, but directly told him that apprenticeship, he is not qualified now.

In Ji Hongbin's opinion, Wang Lang is indeed talented, that is, good, in the past countless years, he has mentored countless geniuses, but few of them can grow to the extent that he attaches great importance to them. He was optimistic about Wang Lang, so he made an exception to show up to guide, after mentoring countless geniuses, he always hoped to have a strong man who grew up to support the future of the human race, although he had not yet appeared, but he never gave up.

"I'm leaving, you cultivate well, I hope one day you can reach a level that satisfies me." The cold words of the phantom floating in the air made Wang Lang a little stunned.

"Mr. Ji, you are leaving, I still have a lot of questions to ask you."

"When you grow to a certain extent, we will still meet again, let's do it." A meaningful smile appeared on the phantom's face, "By the way, the God of War technique you are cultivating now, the twenty-third level has reached the top, and you can't continue to increase your strength, so you have to find the thirteen forms behind." ”

"The God of War Technique can only be cultivated to the twenty-third level? So where do I go to find the rest of the Thirteen Styles? ”

"A hint for you, Liudao." The phantom looked at him, his expression solemn and complicated, "There are the rest of the thirteen forms in the six realms, and I don't know if they are all complete." ”

"Six?" It wasn't the first time Wang Lang had heard this word, at first when he was in the Little Heaven Realm, he took over a task, the six entrances. Later, in this place, the underworld arranged Nuo's big strokes, also for the six entrances. At this time, this phantom actually asked him to go to the six realms to find the rest of the thirteen forms.

"Yes, Liudao, don't forget."

Wang Lang nodded heavily, "I won't forget." ”

"I'll send you out."

In the blink of an eye, Wang Lang found himself on the surface, with the stars shining overhead, the white moonlight sprinkled on the dense forest, and the birds and insects singing in the forest, so uneasy.

What is this place? Wang Lang looked around, but he couldn't determine his position.

"Master Hou, is there any news of Wang Lang?" Liang Jun and Wang Yuan saw Po Jun walking in from outside, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

Po Jun shook his head, in the past ten days, he had searched all over the area of Niujiaozhai, except for the corpses of countless underworld creatures, he found nothing, not even a living thing.

Liang Jun and Wang Yuan glanced at each other, and they could see the deep disappointment in each other's eyes. The Black Wing Battalion can do without them, but it can't do without Wang Lang, otherwise the growth and combat of this elite will be very limited.

Po Jun was in a complicated mood at the moment, and in his eyes, a young man who was about to show a dazzling light disappeared like this. Also missing were his bold words, expelling aliens, and returning peace to the sky above the Xuanhuang Realm. This young man has been fulfilling his promises, and in a short period of time, he has recovered dozens of cities and killed countless alien races.

Standing up, Po Jun looked at the two people in front of him who were not very angry, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Wang Lang is a capable person, I think it won't take long to come back." ”

"Master Hou, we also think the same, Wang Lang is a person who is good at creating miracles and surprising people, I can't say that one day, Wang Lang will be able to give us a big surprise." Liang Jun thought for a while, comforted himself and others, and said.

Po Jun smiled, and agreed with Liang Jun's words, when a newcomer who had just entered the Little Heaven Realm was forced to run away, he actually survived in that extremely dangerous wilderness, and his strength was even improved to an unspeakable level. Although he hadn't seen what kind of life Wang Lang was like, he could think of the danger.

Just when a few people were silent, Wang Lang had already arrived outside Xianyang City, looking at the collapsed city wall, he was a little skeptical that he was going the wrong way again. Unable to make out the direction in the dark, he stumbled like a headless fly, and drove many wronged paths.

Jumping out of the city, only to see broken ruins and dilapidated houses everywhere, what the hell is going on? Is it that in his absence, other forces have come to attack?

With the help of the Eye of Exploration, he found the location of the Blackwing Battalion, a clearing to the east of the city. This was originally the training place of the Xianyang Militia, and it was also the slaughterhouse of the Harpy and the cemetery of the Body Refining Realm.

Following the broken ruins, he slowly walked to the front of the Black Wing Battalion, only to see that many people in the camp were wounded, and he was sure that someone was coming to attack the city during this time. I don't know how much sacrifice the Black Shadow Battalion used to repel the opponent who could break the city wall and keep Xianyang. In fact, he ignored an important issue, that is, after the war, the blood in the air will remain for a long time.

When he walked into the camp, the first warrior to find him looked at him in disbelief and asked in a trembling voice, "Commander Wang, are you back?" ”

Wang Lang nodded, he had only been out for more than half a month, and he didn't need such a big reaction.

Suddenly, the warrior let out a huge cheer, "Brothers, the king is back. ”

In a moment, hundreds of warriors gathered around him, all of them had a happy look on their faces, and they didn't know who took the lead, and shouted, "Welcome Commander Wang back to the camp." ”

Suddenly, the entire camp was filled with a mountain of voices. Looking at the cheering warriors in front of him, Wang Lang touched his chin, he couldn't imagine that he was so popular in the Black Wing Battalion, and he would be so exaggerated.

A few people walked out of the crowd, and the soldiers automatically separated the road for them, Wang Lang didn't expect that the person who was the leader turned out to be the broken army, he was still the same old peasant, with joy on his face at this time, looking at him with a smile. Liang Jun and Wang Yuan followed the footsteps of Po Jun left and right, also with a smile on their faces.

"Wang Lang, you really gave me a big surprise."

"Master Hou, you too, I didn't expect to be able to escape from the underground and be greeted by you, Wang Lang is really fortunate in his three lives." Wang Lang looked at Po Jun and said with a smile.

"It's my honor to greet you, this time you did a big thing, directly burying tens of thousands of masters in the underworld, which is a great achievement for the entire human race." Po Jun walked up to Wang Lang and patted him on the shoulder, "Good Wang Lang, if you don't make a move, it will be earth-shattering." ”