Now that the whole city is blocked, Mo Wuxian can't leave even if he wants to.

Soon after his return, Dongfang Boda was released. However, he was carried in, and his face was pale.

After Mo Wuxie's diagnosis, Dongfang Boda was seriously injured, not to mention escaping, even if it was difficult to walk a few steps.

The Zhantan tribe really has a strong man he doesn't know, otherwise he wouldn't have hit Dongfang Boda silently. It shows that the person who hurt him is definitely above Emperor Wu.

"You tell me about the process of going to the City Lord's Mansion!" he looked at Dongfang Boda with concern.

Dongfang Boda's breath was weak, and he had a little difficulty speaking, but after Mo Wuxie's simple treatment, he was much better, and he told the whole story.

Just as Mo Wuxian thought, there was also a Martial Emperor powerhouse in the Zhantan tribe, who turned out to be the King of Zhantan.

King Zhantan was angry and couldn't kill his own people, so Dongfang Boda's resignation made him think of all kinds of possibilities, so Dongfang Boda found out very tragically, he was ravaged by King Zhantan, and had no power to resist, although he had no worries about life, but he was also seriously injured. This was because he considered killing Dongfang Bo to cause the anger of the Zixuan Sect, otherwise, Dongfang Bo Da would have already been in a different place under his anger.

"Senior brother, this old guy is insidious and cunning, the city is very deep, I think we have to deal with it carefully, this time I am unlucky, I can only suffer a dumb loss!" Dongfang Boda has no way to resist, and he can't resist, he is not dead, and the sect cannot fall out with the entire Zhantan tribe for the sake of him as a martial saint.

Mo Wuxian also understood this truth, so he could only sigh and say, "You can rest quietly." Unexpectedly, this time, Zhan Tan and his party made the two junior brothers seriously injured, but fortunately they took revenge!"

With that, he went back to his room.

The appearance of Emperor Wu again made Mo Wuxian a little stressed. Of course, he was not afraid of Emperor Wu, but his current identity was not able to exert his full strength at all, and it was obviously unwise to fight against King Zhantan as a disciple of the Zixuan Sect.

When he entered the tomb of the gods, Qu Yuan saw him, although he pretended to be nothing, but how could he escape Qu Yuan's wisdom eyes.

"Did you have a problem?" Qu Yuan asked.

Mo Wuxian shook his head and said, "It's a little bit of a hindrance, if you want to leave this Zhantan City, it may take a lot of time!"

He told Qu Yuan about the recent events again, and Qu Yuan also felt that things were a little complicated after listening to them.

"Have you studied the redcoat cannon?" he asked.

Qu Yuan nodded, showing a look of admiration, and said: "The red-clothed cannon does have terrifying power, and the launch is not complicated, as long as the magic core is loaded into the barrel of the cannon, it can be launched by pulling the bracket." In my opinion, if there is a demon core above level seven, the power of this cannon is still very terrifying!"

Qu Yuan is a cultivator of Emperor Wu, and he felt terrifying, so he had to let Mo Wuxian reassess the power of the cannon.

"It seems that we need to find a time to get some magic cores, without magic cores, the red-clothed cannon is just a decoration!" He put the plan of the magic core into the Zhantan tribe. He believed that the disappearance of the demonic beasts of the Apocalypse Mountain Range had an absolute relationship with them, and the collection of demonic cores would definitely not be less. It's just that it might be somewhere, but it makes him a little confused.

Suddenly, he showed a look of annoyance, a little regretful, there should be a magic core in the place where the cannon is hidden. At the beginning, because I didn't expect it, and because of the urgency of time, I didn't look for the magic core. Now if you want to find the magic core again, it's obviously impossible, there's no chance at all!

"If you want to find the magic core, I think you still have to find a way to enter the barracks, or the hidden artillery point, or the city lord's mansion, there is definitely one of these three places where you can find the magic core. It's just that the magic core is too precious for the red-clothed cannon, and in my opinion, the hiding point of the magic core should be very secret, and it is still difficult to find it!"

Qu Yuan analysis.

Mo Wuxian nodded and said, "If only I could go to the Warcraft Forest to hunt a few Warcraft Beasts." It's just a pity that this place is still more than 2,000 miles away from the Warcraft Forest, and it can't be done at all!" he thought for a while, and then said: "The three places you said are not impossible, and in my opinion, it is not impossible to find them!"

Qu Yuan showed interest and asked, "Tell me, what is the solution?"

Mo Wuxian smiled mysteriously, said a few words softly, and left the Divine Tomb.

Fishing in troubled waters, the sound of east and west.

Mo Wuxian is this plan, and among them, timing is very important.

He didn't deliberately inquire about anything, and he didn't have any contact with the little prince recently. With the old scheming of King Zhantan, he believed that as long as he mentioned or heard any sensitive topics, he would be suspected by the old fox of King Zhantan.

Three days passed in an instant, and there was no clue about the news about the redcoat cannon. King Zhantan felt a little frightened. Almost, in the past three days, the entire Zhantan City was dug three feet into the ground by him, and even found out the fine work of other tribes and tortured him to death, without getting any useful information, his cannon was like having wings and flying.

The Great Elder trembled, knowing the horror of his son-in-law in front of him, he didn't dare to raise his head, and said, "Patriarch, the qualifying competition is about to start in half a month, I think, shouldn't this internal selection competition be held as well?"

King Zhantan was full of anger, so he could only suppress it, and forcibly did not break out, and said: "You can do this matter, remember, I want all the little kings of the Tiger Clan to die, dare to rob me of running, and come to participate in the trials, obviously to demonstrate to Lao Tzu!"

The Great Elder respectfully stepped aside.

In the past few days, Jiang Li has been really depressed to the extreme. Originally, his father asked him to come to the Zhantan tribe to observe and study, but he didn't expect a lot of inexplicable things to happen here, and even the entire city was closed, and he was like a big prison!

He touched his bald head, wondering if something earth-shattering had happened in Zhantan City. However, his intelligence is limited, and even if his bald head feels calluses, he can't figure out his thoughts.

Jiang Li's observation group has a total of more than 30 people, all of whom are masters of the younger generation of the clan, and there are some strong people who follow and protect them.

At this time, in his room, a middle-aged man sat at the coffee table, wiping a shiny steel knife, and looked like he should be forty years old. Of course, these forty years old are only calculated according to the age of the earthlings. The average age of ordinary people in the Martial Spirit Continent is relatively long, more than twice that of earthlings, and the lifespan of cultivators is more than twice as long. Therefore, only their own people know how big this middle-aged man is.

"Uncle, if it keeps going like this, let's go, this feeling of being in prison makes me very unhappy, I really don't understand what this King of Zhantan wants to do?

The middle-aged man's name is Jiang Yong, and he is one of the few masters of the barbarians, and the strength of Emperor Wu is also bald, and baldness is one of the characteristics of their barbarians. said: "I think, Zhantancheng should be in trouble, but we are not in a hurry now, let's see what tricks they play!"

Jiang Li nodded and said, "Then wait a little longer according to my uncle's wishes." ”

He was walking around the house irregularly, touching his bald head at the same time, very impatient, and suddenly yelled, "Uncle, I can't stand it, let's go out and go around, maybe there will be a fight!"

Jiang Yongzhi shook his head, this nephew is just active, and he is also a troublemaker, otherwise, the patriarch would not let him follow him over to watch him.