"Let's go. ”

In the early morning, Mu Ying sorted out her clothes, followed a Yuan Force Transmission, and gently called to the woman in her mind, "It's time to start practicing." ”

"You're also very earnest,"

In my mind, a woman's delicate voice came softly, "It's just that it's not even five o'clock in the morning, and you're about to start your morning training." ”

Hearing the woman's response, Mu Yingcai breathed a sigh of relief, and then was relieved for a while, and responded with a smile, "Right now, we are breaking through to the golden stage, and the cultivation process during this time is too hasty, and this cultivation is not too stable." ”

"The method that the teacher taught me before has also made some changes recently, and I think I can continue to practice the second method in the future. ”

Wow.

As soon as the words fell, Mu Ying is sleeve robe waved, and with a slight air flow, Mu Ying stepped on the door and walked out.

"You, as a former divine envoy, quickly find me the best place to cultivate. Mu Ying said with a smile.

"Walk out of town. Wang Zhaojun said.

"Where?"

"Outside the city to the east. ”

A spiritual light, just as Mu Ying finished saying this, flashed lightly in his mind, and at the corner of his mouth, Mu Ying used the Yuan Force fluctuation of his whole body again, and rushed in the direction of the street.

"In this prairie, if you want to find an empire-like forest for you to practice, it is impossible," Wang Zhaojun's voice said softly in Mu Ying's mind, "However, the cultivation places here are all artificially made, and when you cultivate, although it is not as good as the cultivation environment over there, but fortunately, there is divine power shining here, and it will also have this effect on your cultivation." ”

"Really?"

A slight smile flashed on Mu Ying's face, and she sped up even more and flew forward.

About half an hour passed.

Looking at the large piece of low-smashing scrap metal in front of him, Mu Ying's face couldn't help but flash a trace of doubt.

"This ...... This is what you call a place of cultivation?"

"That's right!"

Shout....

As soon as the female voice finished speaking, a blue-white light appeared in the center of Mu Ying's forehead, and with a streamer, Wang Zhaojun's figure slowly appeared in front of Mu Ying.

It was still the same blue-gold dress, it was early in the morning, and the sky was still bright, in the golden sunlight rising in the east, it formed a perfect fit with the figure of Wang Zhaojun.

But looking at the scene in front of her, Mu Ying still had a lot of confusion in her heart.

Now......

It's a ruin of steel as far as the eye can see!

At this time, Mu Ying's body floated lightly in the air, looking down at the scene in front of him, some of the dilapidated ruins had already been stained with rust, and even more had already rotted, and in some marginal places, patches of dark black weeds had already grown, and in this world, there was a smell of rust filling the air.

Looking around, this large area of ruins is only a few scattered cultivators flying in the air from time to time, but on the whole, this ruin scene is extremely desolate.

"This world,"

Wang Zhaojun's body floated in the air, and he said lightly to Mu Ying, "It's the site of that holy war a hundred years ago." ”

"Holy War Site?!"

Looking at the dilapidated place in front of him, Mu Ying's body flew straight again, and under the surge of the whole body's Yuan force, Mu Ying's body suddenly flew towards the ruins.

Seeing Mu Ying's flying figure, a chuckle flashed on Wang Zhaojun's face, and then he also floated over with a little blue light.

The air smells of rust.

After flying for about five minutes, looking at the scene that was still black and oppressive, Mu Ying looked into the distance again, and finally chose not to move forward, this continued to fly, and it would always be this kind of scene.

Mu Ying was extremely sure of her speed, although it was only five minutes, but the distance of this flight was already more than five kilometers, and this flight down, at a glance, instead of seeing the end, the smell of rust became more and more intense in the air.

Looking at Wang Zhaojun, who was also flying behind him, Mu Ying stepped forward and asked, "Thousands of years have passed since that war, but why, this air is still full of the smell of corrosion, and it stands to reason that it should have already dispersed." ”

Saying that, Mu Ying also covered her nostrils with her hands, trying to cover up these unpleasant smells, but just covering them, Mu Ying chose to give up, the smell was too strong, and it was no different from covering it or not.

Floating down gently, standing on one of the relatively large ruins, because the degree of corrosion was so serious that Mu Ying couldn't tell what it was, even if he stepped on it, he had a feeling of collapse.

"The reason why I brought you to this place,"

Wang Zhaojun flew forward with a smile and said to Mu Ying, "It's because in this place, there is a comfortable enough cultivation environment. ”

Hearing this, Mu Ying couldn't help but glance at Wang Zhaojun, "Speaking of human words." ”

"The holy war a hundred years ago gathered almost all the powerhouses on the continent, and just the descendants of our protoss in the prairie have already reached the number of seven seven and forty-nine. ”

"And there," Wang Zhaojun said, raising his palm and pointing to the depths of the ruins in the distance, "are the gods left behind by the descendants of these gods." ”

"Gods?"

Mu Ying looked in the direction that Wang Zhaojun pointed to, it was still a large black and oppressive ruin scene, and Mu Ying couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

"You don't think this large area of ruins is just these broken copper and iron right now, right?"

Looking at Mu Ying's demented gaze, Wang Zhaojun couldn't help but chuckle.

"Otherwise, is there a special ruins ahead?"

"In that holy war, although in the end, I obtained almost half a foot into the level of Xingyao through the self-detonation divine power, and changed the tide of the battle and won the victory, but I also mentioned it before that you mentioned that before I self-detonated the divine power, almost all the gods of this prairie were hung and beaten by the powerhouses of your imperial capital. ”

"Huh?"

Looking at Wang Zhaojun's smiling eyes, Mu Ying couldn't help but feel a burst of surprise.

Without paying much attention to Mu Ying's surprised gaze, Wang Zhaojun continued, "That is, in that holy war, all of them fell. ”

"Although their strength has reached the level of platinum, and a few of them have reached the level of diamonds, they still end in a fiasco in the face of the powerhouses of your vassal states. ”

"And this ruin is what was left behind at that time, because this place was defeated by your vassal states, so in this place, it has always been spurned by the people of the steppe, so that after hundreds of years, it has been gradually forgotten by the people. ”

"And what I'm going to take you next is the site where the descendants fell," Wang Zhaojun said softly, "Although those so-called descendants of the Protoss were all defeated in the hands of the powerhouses of your vassal states, they can be regarded as platinum diamond-level masters, although they have fallen, their divine consciousness is still there." ”

"And the mission I want to bring you with now is to take their senses. ”

On Wang Zhaojun's beautiful face, in the words, a slight smile flashed in the corner of his eyes.

"What?!"

Mu Ying suddenly shouted.