"So, what about after that?"

Wu Xiu asked.

"After that? I don't know, I'll tell you when I become a strong man. Garling stuck out his tongue, playful and cute.

"Will I be strong?"

Gai Ling lowered his head and whispered to himself, Wu Xiu nodded inadvertently without answering, but the latter did not see it.

Wu Xiu didn't ask how to become a strong man and control his fate, and he didn't even think about it, even in those humiliating days, he never questioned whether he would become a strong man, just like becoming a strong man is an easy thing that does not need to be questioned.

At dawn, the three of them set off again to the middle pole land, Shi Weichuan was very excited along the way, there was a big tomb, there were more opponents, and there were countless martial arts and spiritual weapons.

Wu Xiu didn't plan to take the east and west in the south, and it was too late for the secret realm to end in a few days, and the three of them went straight all the way, approaching the middle pole, and there were gradually more people.

The disciples of the martial arts sect of the academy and the scattered cultivators in various places are mixed, and there is no shortage of fights and killings on the way, which has nothing to do with him, Wu Xiu is too lazy to pay attention to it, but Shi Weichuan's idle hands are itchy and want to make a move with others.

Wu Xiu felt several eyes on him from half an hour ago, and he was being watched in Jinghua City for five whole years, and this feeling was not strange to Wu Xiu at all.

Secretly vigilant, is it because he is wearing a mask that is too eye-catching, I am afraid that there is something hidden in this.

But there are so many people here that it's hard to tell the difference, so you can only go to a remote place.

Shi Weichuan and Gai Ling followed Wu Xiu more and more deviated, and the number of people gradually decreased, Wu Xiu seemed to like the mountain forest very much, and there was a forest in front of him, sparse and sparse, and the trees were not tall, Wu Xiu stopped.

Having almost arrived at the middle pole, Shi Weichuan and Gai Ling were surprised why Wu Xiu had made a detour here, and before they could ask questions, a group of people appeared from behind them and gradually surrounded them.

"Very conscious. Wu Xiu turned around and looked at the dense circle of thirty or forty people.

Gai Ling and Shi Weichuan also understood that Wu Xiu was going to choose a good cemetery for these ill-intentioned people more and more.

"Take down the head of the person covered by the evil ghost of Shura and reward a thousand spirit stones, it seems that my Wei San'er is going to make a windfall from the sky. A man in Tsing Yi laughed wildly.

Another man in the crowd frowned, "Wei San'er, how about giving me this head to the Extreme Palace, and I will give you another reward in the Extreme Palace." ”

The man in Tsing Yi named Wei San'er looked disdainful, "Han Miao, you said it so tactfully, you don't want to hug the thigh of His Royal Highness Chihuang, isn't it hypocritical?" Wei San'er's subordinates laughed.

"Wei San'er, it seems that your Sangyang Gate does not take me to the Extreme Palace in your eyes?" Han Miao's face was ugly, although the Shangji Palace was stronger than Sangyangmen, it was a little stronger, half a catty and eight taels, but at this time, who would be able to take the head of the person covered by the evil ghost of Shura and sacrifice it to His Royal Highness the Red Phoenix, although the thousand spirit stones were valuable, they were far less cost-effective than taking the big ship of the Red Phoenix Princess, and the strength of the sect could naturally rise by several grades at that time.

"Put it in your eyes, wait for me Wei San'er to take the head and dedicate it to His Royal Highness Chihuang, and then go to your Shangji Palace Hall to and pee, and see what you can do to Shangji Palace!" Wei San'er is obviously bound to win at this moment, although he and Han Miao's strength are similar, but he has twenty-seven people under him, and there are only a dozen people on the side of Shangji Palace, and the rest are scattered cultivation.

The man named Han Miao was obviously touched by the other party's vulgar tone, and his face was red and his neck was thick, "Wei San'er, you actually insulted my master..."

"How about insulting your master, I heard that there are many beautiful sisters and sisters in your master's sect, and when I climb the big ship of His Royal Highness Chihuang, I won't be able to escape" Wei San'er looked lewd, and everyone behind him also echoed and laughed.

Han Xuancang pulled out his long sword with a sigh, and the three of Wu Xiu looked inexplicable, didn't they come to kill themselves, why did they fight first, they were confused.

"Scattered cultivation brothers, you are weak, once I lose in the Extreme Palace, how can you fight for him Sangyang Gate, everyone comes out to mix in order to seek wealth, it is better to join forces to defeat the Sang Yang Gate, and then take the head and dedicate it to His Highness, all the spirit stones will be given to you, and the Upper Extreme Palace will not take a penny!"

Wei San'er also panicked when he saw that the situation was wrong, "If all the scattered cultivators don't interfere, you will divide the thousand spirit stones equally afterwards!"

As soon as the casual cultivators heard this, it was better here, and there were benefits without using their hands, but they were afraid that the benefits would not be so easy to take, and they were a little moved but looked forward to the future.

The scene was deadlocked for a while, Shi Weichuan and Gai Ling looked at this group of people with pity, and they didn't know that they were dying until they were dying, and Chihuang wanted Lord Shura, but he didn't even say the strength of this Lord Shura, and he didn't know who was disgusting when he sent a group of idiots to death.

"Before Huangquan Road, it's not too late for you to talk about it"

Wu Xiu was too lazy to talk nonsense with them, and the Netherworld Flame ignited in an instant, and the people of Shangji Palace and Sangyang Gate saw that the situation was not right, and they drew their swords and soldiers.

It's just a little too slow, the dark spear appeared in Wu Xiu's palm, and the spear was wrapped in the dark flame and thrown fiercely, and everyone in the Sangyang Gate of the Upper Pole Palace dodged one after another, but how could it be in time, the spear penetrated the bodies of several people one after another and nailed to the ground, and then slowly disappeared.

Wei San'er and Han Miao's faces changed drastically, killing several people in one blow, the flames were pitch black and terrifying, as if they were blooming in the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring, but now they are blooming in the world.

Several scattered cultivators turned around and fled, using their body techniques to the extreme, but they were still steadily nailed by the spear burning with the flames behind them, and they slowly fell to the ground unwillingly.

Wei San'er and Han Miao's glanced at each other, "Let's go together!" Exiting at the same time, and shooting at the same time, the strength of the person in front of them was very strong, and the two had to put aside their suspicions and join forces to fight the enemy.

The two of them attacked quickly with two swords, one sword facing the door and the other sword on the chest, the tacit understanding between life and death, Wu Xiu sneered, and grabbed the two long swords with both hands at the same time, the two only felt that the long sword was out of control, and they couldn't continue to stab out, their wrists were forced, and the "ping" broke at the same time.

The two of them were shocked in their hearts, what kind of strength is this, breaking the spirit soldier with their bare hands, the tip of the sword in Wu Xiu's hand was thrown straight out, and the two of them slowly fell.

Seeing that the long sword was broken, the two wanted to fly backwards, and they already knew that even if both sides joined forces to seek death, they could only retreat temporarily

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It's just that as soon as the two of them retreated a foot, their necks were frozen by a pale hand at the same time, and the two of them only felt that one foot entered the Yama Palace, and the sword was broken and wielded weakly.

"Curry" sounded, as if his corpse had fallen to the ground, Wei San'er was a little scared in his heart, he had done too many evil things, how could he explain it clearly when Lord Yan was there.

It's just that I still feel like my neck is being clung to death, and I still can't breathe, is this the sequelae of death, it's really uncomfortable, and suddenly I feel that the hand on my neck is loosened, and there are wails all around, I'm falling, and I really want to go to hell after I die?