Strictly speaking, Tuoba Ye is not a pure human race, he has half the blood of the orc race, which is why he is so burly and strong, and can eat demon beasts raw. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Being able to eat demon beasts alive can only be done by stronger demon beasts, and even the orcs are rarely able to truly devour demon beasts alive. Even in the orc race, it is an outstanding existence. After all, eating monsters raw is also a symbol of strength.

Such a fierce character is also the strength of the peak of the Xuan Realm, and the big people of the Divine Hidden Realm can control the ground. The powerhouses of the One Realm can kill him, but they must not make him succumb.

is such a character, who is now pulling an oxcart for the boss and being a mediocre coachman. But there was no reluctance in his expression, he didn't mind doing it at all, or he was willing to do it.

Then there is only one reason, and that is that he really surrenders to the boss on the ox cart. Being able to control a person like Tuoba Ye, the horror of the boss is self-evident.

The ox cart moved forward in the desert at a steady pace, and the loose sand was pressed down with a deep mark, almost swallowing most of the wheels, which was nothing to Takubaye, who could pull the cart easily.

It's just that the wind and sand are a bit big, the road conditions are not very good, and no one supports the protection, so let the wind and sand blow, only the head of the East Palace wears a veil, which can be regarded as protecting his face. The group was also marching with difficulty, just like ordinary people.

The ox cart was a little bumpy, and the boss's breath was already like a fine thread, as if he was a seriously ill man who was about to die on the way to seek medical treatment. If it were someone else, he would definitely think that the boss was an ordinary person, and an ordinary person who was about to die.

The wind and sand are getting bigger and bigger, and there is a faint trend of black storms, and it is difficult to see three steps away with simple eyesight, and people can quickly lose their way in it. Even cultivators can't go out accurately.

At this time, the boss moved his fingers slightly, and Tuobano stopped the ox cart.

Coughing violently, and emptying the sand from his nose and mouth, the boss sat up with difficulty, leaning against the edge of the ox cart, gasping heavily, looking ahead with cloudy eyes, and saying, "It's all here." ”

The head of the East Palace took off the veil and said: "The top ten on the killer list, six came today, there has been no such scene for a long time." If you count the oil flowers of the southern country, it will be seven. ”

The second black-robed elder said: "If the little red flower doesn't come out, no one can stop us." ”

Tuo Poye snorted coldly and said, "The little red flower is here, we can also chop off its head!"

Donggong's long slender eyebrows were raised, like sharp steel needles, but his voice was even sharper: "In this world, who can kill Little Red Flower? Who is willing to kill such a wonderful person? Whoever dares to kill Little Red Flower, I will kill him first!"

The boss continued to cough, didn't have the time to listen to so many words, and said intermittently: "It's all money." ”

There was a slight stagnation in the air, and a cold burst out, but fortunately, the three of them were already familiar with this coldness, so they were not frightened, and they did not lose their temper, and there was a trace of fire in the eyes of Tuoba Ye and Donggong Chang.

The people here are all powerful killers, and the killer makes money, and the killer's head is more valuable.

It's all about money, which means that these killers have to die, and they can get countless money.

Maybe no one else, even a powerhouse in the whole realm, would believe them when they said such a thing, after all, there are many super powerful killers here. But when the boss says such a thing, some people believe it, and there will be many people who believe it.

Because he's the boss.

Except for Little Red Flower, the strongest boss among the killers.

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It has gone deep into the ground for nearly a thousand feet, completely different from the previous city, and it seems that the land has changed a lot over the past thousands of years.

There was no need to save time, and Wang Shi didn't need to be in a hurry, just as if he was here to visit, he slowly landed with Ning Yi and arrived at this city.

The tight city buried in the yellow sand, unlike the previous one that was well preserved, this one seems to have been devastated by war, and there are not many well-preserved buildings, even the paved ground, which is not very complete.

Holding up a layer of protection, draining all the yellow sand, creating a space ten steps in size, Wang Shi took Ning Yi and marched through this abandoned city.

Fortunately, the style of this city is also very similar to that of Feihuang City, so Wang Shi easily found a stone temple with murals.

The last time the terrifying experience brought about by the strange mural, Wang Shi still remembered it vividly, and the ghost dragon snake's innate pupil technique had little effect in front of him. And the last time in order to resist the illusion, Wang Shi's eyes were almost blind, and the Ghost Dragon Snake's innate pupil technique was temporarily ineffective.

Stepping over the ruins, Wang Shi saw the mural again.

Ning Yi followed Wang Shi's arrangement and stood outside the stone temple with his back to everything, just to prevent her from falling into the illusion again. After all, Wang Shi's pupil technique had failed, and it was impossible to save Ning Yi again.

A mural that can have a powerful illusion must have a deep secret, and it is generally said that it is to protect certain things from the prying eyes of others.

Wang Shi stood still in front of the mural and took out the mysterious hair, but he had already trapped it with a spiritual weapon, otherwise the mural would immediately crumble.

Pouring a stream of spiritual power into the spiritual weapon, Wang Shi set the release of the spiritual weapon after three breaths, that is, after three breaths, the mysterious hair will be released, so that even if he falls into the illusion, he will be forcibly interrupted.

Breathing steadily, Wang Shi looked at the mural.

Again, as before, the painting is a statue of a flying god. But this time it was different, this time it was a statue of a flying god with six arms, and the first two times were graceful fairies.

The six-armed boy occupies most of the mural, wearing a crown of crescent moon beads, with a plump face, a naked upper body, and a jeweled chest. The upper two arms, the upper lifting of the cymbal, the middle two arms, one hand playing the horizontal flute, the other hand shaking the brass bell, the chest two arms, the hand playing the lute. In a squatting pose, flying with the wind, the long belt behind it flies, and the colorful clouds on the chest are swirling.

The style of painting is still the same as before, except that there are no dancers around, only a six-armed boy alone, but the whole painting is not out of tune, and still has a strong sense of beauty.

From a purely aesthetic point of view, this is definitely a masterpiece. It's just that in the era of cultivating deity, beauty is useless. Only with great power will someone pursue it.

Wang Shi breathed steadily, looked towards the mural, followed the lines and colors, and gradually entered the illusion.

It is useless to resist with spiritual power, and the gradual entry of this illusion is like the advent of the season, which cannot be perceived, and if you perceive it, the season has come.

Even if it is a powerhouse of the whole realm, it is difficult to resist such a powerful illusion, and it is no wonder that there are a lot of white bones in front of this mural. Wang Shi has a starry sky and the ghost dragon snake pupil technique, and he is not sure to get out of it, and others are naturally not able to do it.

And this mural seems to be bigger than the previous one, and the painting is more delicate, which means that the illusion in it is more powerful.

Falling slowly, there is no way to change it.