The squad leader's consciousness has completely recovered his clarity, he glanced around, and saw that the original more than 1,000 newcomers had already entered the city at this time, where was there still a figure of Mo Wen around the city gate, the scene just now was as if he had encountered a dream demon, which was very unreal.

But he, a monk at the peak of the saint king realm, how could he fall into the dream demon!

"I'm fine, it's just that I suddenly remembered something!" The team leader naturally didn't want his subordinates to know that he was given a glance.

"Look, I'll just say the captain is fine, who said the captain was frightened by the look of that kid just now!" One of the soldiers shouted angrily.

These people have followed the captain for many years, and they know that the captain has a good face, although they all understand that he has been stunned for a long time must have something to do with the man's terrifying eyes, but no one will choose to say it at this time.

"Alright, let's all go back to our posts!" The squad leader shouted.

Everyone immediately dispersed, only the squad leader had an extremely ugly look on his face, he naturally understood that his performance fell into the eyes of the soldiers beside him, but he was helpless.

As soon as he thought of his performance, he felt a sense of self-shame, and he hated to catch the newcomer who had embarrassed him, peeled his skin and cramped, pulled out his soul, and burned his soul for thousands of years.

His cold eyes scanned the city, but he didn't see Mo Wen's figure, and his eyes became more and more cold.

"One glance can make people fall into an illusion, a good spell, but it's a pity that you don't dare to kill me in the city after all, if you miss this opportunity, you will only die, such a trick, you don't want to use it on me a second time!" The team leader thought in his heart and kept Mo Wen's appearance in his heart.

The eighty-one cities of the human race are eighty-one levels, and for countless years, waves of monks have embarked on the road of the strongest trial, and those who can pass all the levels are naturally rare.

In the process of breaking through the level, more monks are either injured, or feel that their strength is insufficient, or they have obtained some kind of opportunity, and need a period of cultivation to convert the harvest into their own strength.

Naturally, many of the losers returned to their homeland, but many more chose to stay, especially those who planned to accumulate strength.

They choose to stop at a certain checkpoint and retreat and practice, and the life of a monk is long, and in these long years, some people simply settle down in this ancient city, settle down, and start to spread out from then on.

Therefore, after countless generations of reproduction in the city, many mortals have appeared, but there are also many monks and trialists living in it, which can be described as Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

There are also some people who choose to become the guardians of these ancient cities, such as the envoys, and the soldiers who defend the city.

Among these people, of course, there are losers who fail to break through, but even if they are losers, they are also the predecessors of these experienced people, and their own cultivation and talent are naturally extremely high, coupled with the long years of cultivation in the ancient city of the human race, their strength has long been unmatched.

Some people break through the strength and then embark on the road of trial again, and some people lose their indomitable faith and settle here.

No matter which one it is, the strength of these soldiers is beyond doubt, because the soldiers defending the city themselves also have to go through layers of screening, they are all the best among the trialists, and after a long time of accumulation, their strength can be imagined.

Therefore, they looked at these new trialists as if they were veterans in the barracks for new soldiers, with a natural sense of superiority in their hearts.

It is also because of their failures that many people are in an unbalanced mood, and even become a little distorted, and some deliberately target newcomers.

Being bullied by these old people in the city has always been regarded as part of the trial, but those who can embark on the road of this strongest trial are all strong people, and the death of any one of them is the loss of the human race, so there is a law in the city prohibiting private fighting.

These news were all heard by Mo Wen in the team a few days before he entered the city, and it was because he knew the rules here, so after he entered the city, he did not kill the team leader who wanted to kill his "chicken" to warn the newcomer.

After Mo Wen entered the city, he found that this city was standing in the starry sky, and it was very grand.

And this giant city located in the starry sky is not only suitable for human habitation, but also full of life.

The streets in the city are wide, the roads are lined with all kinds of ancient trees, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, the whole body is shrouded in light, and the wisps of the avenue breath are scattered into the air.

Along the way, Mo Wen saw a lot of buildings, including Dan pharmacies, weapons shops, etc., and of course, restaurants, inns, casinos, etc.

Mo Wen even saw a green building covering an extremely wide area, on which all kinds of Terran beauties were exhibited, and there were all kinds of charms.

Seeing Mo Wen's burly figure and majestic blood, many women threw flattering glances at him.

It's a pity that the empress lives in her own small world, and judging from the experience of these years, the empress can clearly see what she does, and Mo Wen naturally doesn't dare to make a mistake.

Otherwise, he would have already gone upstairs, and the marksmanship of the First World War, since "True Liaoyuan Hundred Blows", Mo Wen's "Pulling a Gun and Cutting My Sister" created by countless years of silence has not been performed, which is really a pity.

Mo Wen walked forward, and saw many children running along the way, and they stopped to watch the arrival of Mo Wen and the others, showing their curiosity in their hearts.

The streets are bustling with buildings on both sides, but the city's residents have not moved to the alleys on either side, making way to the city center.

Mo Wen's group of more than 1,000 people, led by a few soldiers, walked forward, and the residents on both sides looked curiously.

The Thirteen Horsemen of the Heavenly Desolation followed Mo Wen into the city, they themselves were not far from Mo Wen, and when they approached Mo Wen at this time, twelve pairs of eyes were full of cold killing intent, and several of them urged their mounts to deliberately approach Mo Wen, looking at Mo Wen in a downward posture, their eyes full of provocation.

Obviously, they wanted to provoke Mo Wen and make him do something in the city, so that Mo Wen would violate the city's ban and be besieged and killed by the city's soldiers.

What a rough way to kill with a knife!

Mo Wen glanced at them and said coldly: "It's just twelve ants, even if I do it in the city, I can crush you all to death before the soldiers rush over, and I guarantee that none of them can escape!" ”

The surging tone was full of incomparably strong self-confidence, and even more contempt, and Mo Wen's mockery skills were obviously full.

When the Twelve Horsemen of the Heavenly Desolation suffered such humiliation, when the team was neutral, several people were enraged and wanted to make a move.

"Stop!"

The leaders of the Twelve Heavenly Desolation Riders were obviously not simple characters, and one of them had already restrained the impulsive few people with a cold snort.

glared at Mo Wen hatefully, and several people left Mo Wen and walked forward.