He didn't have any opinions on the two gold medal catchers of the Six Doors Dashang Branch, but he didn't have any friendship either. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Tong also knew about the details of the headquarters of the two gold medals, Li Ang the leopard head and Shu Li, the iron hook hand, through the Tao family, these two people each have their own docks behind them, Li Ang is a member of the Gu family, and Shu Li is a member of the Lin family.

Because they have seen Wang Tong's strength, the two of them are polite to Wang Tong, and they are completely facing each other on an equal footing, but this is just now.

In the five years that Wang Tong became a famous arrester and entered the Six Doors Branch of the Great Shang Dynasty, Li Ang brought him a lot of trouble, whether it was openly or secretly, and even quietly investigated him, which made Wang Tong feel like a stalk in his throat, and even wanted to kill him directly, but his body was too sensitive, although Wang Tong had enough confidence to kill him, but he was not sure enough to avoid the investigation of the Six Doors, so he never did it.

Even if he did the wind evil not long ago, his strength has been valued by Li Ang and others, Li Ang is polite to him on the surface, but the small actions at the bottom are not less than at all, just saying that when he returned to Baoyue Country this time and cleaned up his own fiefdom, there were several forces against him that Li Ang secretly instigated behind his back, but his actions were too fast and his methods were too ruthless, so that these people had no chance to make waves at all.

But although there was no loss, he wrote down the account.

Now that he doesn't need to do anything to get rid of Li Ang, and he can use this window period to form a force of his own in the Six Gates, why not?

Thinking of this, his eyes couldn't help narrowing, "Should I help Su Qi, if even this guy is hit hard, the six doors in Chaoge's branch will inevitably be reshuffled, and maybe there will be another person to Chaoge, which is not necessarily a good thing for him."

"It's better to be raw than cooked, when the time comes, help him and let him owe me a favor, it's better than getting someone who doesn't know the details, right?" Wang Tong secretly made up his mind.

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On this day, the weather was clear, and the **** day in the sky was much stronger than before, but it was the time of early spring, and the sun was like a dog day.

The powerful sunlight shines through the layers of dust, shining into the city of Yi'an, creating bursts of magnificent yellow light, which is very beautiful and very mysterious at the same time.

"The hour has come!"

At this time, Wang Tong was sitting in a breakfast shop and drinking rice porridge leisurely.

"Boss, your rice porridge is good, it's an ancestral craft, right?!"

"Hehe, the guest officer has good eyesight, the little old man's family has been running this shop for three generations, and this porridge is indeed an ancestral craft!" The rickety old man looked at Wang Tong, his face full of flattery and respect.

"The ancestral craftsmanship is good, three generations of business, the old man is expensive?!"

"Alas, old, old, seventy-five, and soon into the coffin!" the old man sighed at the mention of age, as if half of his body had been buried in the coffin shop.

"I can't see it, your old man is so old, if you don't say it, I would have thought you were only sixty years old!" Wang Tong smiled and complimented, and when he was about to speak, the ground suddenly shook.

This time the shock came too suddenly, and both of them were scared all the way during the conversation.

The old man didn't have anything, just showed a panicked look, and hurriedly ran towards the porridge shop, Wang Tongze's expression changed greatly, as if he thought of something extremely important, he screamed, his body was like electricity, and he disappeared without a trace in a few ups and downs.

"Hmph, kid with six doors, you're lucky!"

When the old man saw Wang Tong leaving, the panicked look on his face was completely gone, replaced by a cold expression, looking at the direction in which Wang Tong disappeared, there seemed to be an unwilling look on his face.

But he didn't notice that there were nineteen black iron nails under the floor of his porridge shop.

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The shaking of the ground changed from the beginning to a slight violent, when Wang Tong rushed out of Yi'an City, he saw the mountains in the distance, the mountains and rocks splashed like rain, the loud noise continued, a large amount of smoke and dust floated, and a large area of gray clouds was formed in the air.

On the ground, cracks appeared in a way that was visible to the naked eye, quickly extending to all sides, like spider webs, and some people couldn't dodge, so they were swallowed and disappeared into the cracks.

Pedestrians on the road panicked and wanted to run, but they didn't know where it was safe, and they scurried around like headless flies.

Not to mention ordinary people, even warriors can't help but change in the face of such a scene of heaven and earth cracking, their eyes wandering around, spreading their bodies and constantly dodging the rubble that may splash at any time and the cracks that suddenly appear on the ground.

The small city wall of Yi'an City had been crossed at the first time of the earthquake, and Wang Tong stood not far from the city gate, his body as steady as a rock, squinting his eyes, looking towards the center of the earthquake.

Whether it was the smoke and dust around him, or the splattering rubble everywhere, he would be blocked by an invisible barrier at a distance of his body, and then crushed by a violent and restless force again.

The ground, no matter how much it shook, could not move him in the slightest, and the cracks in the ground that had appeared because of the shaking also stopped at a distance of a kilometer from him, unable to take a step forward.

There aren't many people who can do that, but it's not impossible.

Not far from him, a man with long hair looked at him in surprise, and when he seemed to want to speak, his face suddenly changed, and his body was electrified, and he disappeared without a trace in a few flashes.

"Black-tailed fox Zhao Shiguang. ”

Wang Tong also noticed the man, and even recognized his identity at a glance.

The black-tailed fox Zhao Shiguang, the fifty-sixth murderer on the Six Doors Most Wanted List, is also one of the evil sect masters invited by the Bitter Dao people.

In normal times, Wang Tong wouldn't mind killing him and getting a credit from his body, but this time, it would be useful to keep him, and there was no need to squeeze out his use value now.

"Rush to the sky, you're coming quickly!"

Several figures rushed out of Yi'an City, and it was Su Qi and the other six people.

"It just happened to be nearby, so I came early!" Wang Tong didn't look back, just locked his eyes on the mountain in the distance.

At this time, the tremors had gradually subsided, and a huge black shadow appeared in front of everyone's eyes like a prehistoric beast.

It was a giant tower.

The black one, thousands of feet high, towers into the sky, and the giant tower at the top is not visible.

This giant tower replaced the previous peak, quietly towering among the mountains, majestic and solemn, wild, ancient, remote, domineering breath blowing in the face.

This kind of breath comes completely from the spiritual level, ordinary people can't feel it, they just feel that this is a huge black tower full of oppression, but in the spirit of Wang Tong and them, who are martial sect-level powerhouses with keen spiritual strength, they can clearly and clearly feel this suppression from the spiritual level, the more acute the spirit, the deeper the feeling will go into the bone marrow, the faces of the eagle-eyed Sima Zhongyuan and Su Qi have turned as pale as snow, and they all seem to be seriously ill.

"Your Excellency!!"

Among the crowd, the leopard head Li Ang was the first to be unable to support it and spoke.

"Hold on for a while, this ruin has just been born, so it is natural to exude the momentum that has been suppressed for many years, and it is good to hold on for a while. Su Qi said.

It is not known when it was built or when it was buried, but there is no doubt that it will not last long.

It's just that until this spiritual level of suppression is gone, they will not take a step forward in any way.

However, those martial artists who have low cultivation and have not yet come into contact with spiritual power are as excited as monkeys, and when the earthquake has not completely disappeared, they either unfold their bodies, or urge the mounts under them, and rush wildly in the direction of the black tower.

"Hmph, a bunch of things that don't know whether to live or die!"

Seeing the warriors who were frantically moving forward, Shu Li couldn't help but sneer, in his eyes, these people were actually no different from dead people.

Ruins, especially relics of this level, could not be touched by these ordinary martial artists.

Even now, they have keenly sensed the breath of at least thirty Martial Sects, and at least three dignified breaths, these three breaths are very likely to belong to Martial Saints.

That is to say, right now, around Yi'an City, there are already thirty Martial Sects and three Martial Saints.

With such a large-scale powerhouse present, how could it be possible for these small warriors to pick up the bargain?

Of course it is impossible.

Most of those people, except for a very few lucky ones, are actually cannon fodder, and it is difficult to even make cannon fodder.

"Master Su, this ruin doesn't seem to be simple. Wang Tong frowned at this time, looking at the tall and majestic black tower, and his expression revealed a look of doubt.

"Of course, it's not simple, otherwise, it wouldn't have attracted the attention of so many 'masters'. Su Qi said with a smile, "But you don't have to worry, our six doors have already made their positions clear, no matter how they fight, no matter how they fight, it doesn't matter to us, as long as everyone remembers their identities and doesn't have greed, if they complete this task, the benefits they get are enough to make Daqian go further in his cultivation." ”

He said this in a loud voice, and the people who remained around him were either Martial Sects or Martial Saints, so they could naturally hear it clearly, and they also knew that his purpose was just to confess for his own group.

After all, although there are many strong people here, they all belong to different forces, at most only two or three people have a good relationship, forming a team, but there are six martial arts sects dispatched by the six gates, and there is also a martial artist who claims to be able to kill the martial arts sect by leapfrogging, such a combination, I am afraid that in addition to the three martial saints, the other martial arts sects are a little muttering in their hearts, so, in order not to be targeted, to wipe out the last bit of accident, Su Qi once again made clear the position of the six doors to the other strong people.