Chapter 1202: Xuan Jingcheng is dying

"You......" the corners of Yun Zhixia's mouth trembled slightly.

Lift your pants and don't recognize people?

This guy really doesn't want to suffer at all.

Yun Zhixia didn't know that if it weren't for the previous cooperation, according to Ye Wentian's temperament, she would have gone to the Eyefish Tribe to arrest her.

The Imperial Beast Gate, the Dao Gate, and the so-called Beihai Immortal Gate, in their eyes, the warriors inside and outside the domain are all ants.

And in Ye Wentian's eyes, these goods are not pieces of living spirit jade.

In the future, it will all depend on these guys to improve their strength.

"Bai Qian, richer than me."

"He has a whole team, and Uncle Guardian, if this happens, I don't want anything if I catch them all in the world." Yun Zhixia reacted quickly and spoke in a loud voice.

Ye Wentian's eyes lit up.

Young master!

At the very least, there should be some top-notch talismans.

The gifts of the second wife and the third wife are considered to have fallen.

"Deal." Ye Wentian nodded and said with a smile.

Hear this.

Yun Zhixia's face showed a look of satisfaction.

This Great Flame Dragon King has the strength to kill the incarnation of the guardian uncle, coupled with her encirclement and suppression calculations, there is at least an eighty percent chance that this matter can be successful.

"Giggles, let's get down to business." Yun Zhixia chuckled, took off the shroud in front of her, and a huge danger jumped out.

It's unbearable.

Ip Man settled down, and suddenly felt that the words of the people around him were reasonable.

Don't forget to get down to business.

That's when it happened.

"Hum!"

「……」

Suddenly, an invisible force shook his mind.

"Huh?" Ye Wentian's eyes flashed, and he subconsciously lowered his head, feeling a piece of jade talisman on his body move.

The old leader of the Yan Alliance.

Has the war inside and outside the Western Continent begun?

In terms of hard power alone, there may be a gap in the Great Yan Martial Arts World, but it is not far from having a strong person who has returned to the throne.

However, if the Daomen participates, it will form a unilateral rolling.

Ye Wentian thought quickly in his mind.

Han Qianluo of the Heavenly Palace mentioned that there were many strong people in the Dao Gate this time, and I don't know what the purpose is, so I have to guard against it.

"You ......"

"It's the Great Flame Dragon King." The voice beside him came, revealing a little coldness.

Ip Man turned his head subconsciously.

The holy daughter of the Golden Ape tribe was blushing, and there was a bit of chill in her eyes, as if she was a different person from before.

"The curse mark has faded." Ye Wentian reacted instantly.

The Royal Beast Gate is a girl, and really Nima can play.

"I am at the command of the Lord, come." The Golden Ape Saintess closed her eyes lightly, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she spread her posture.

At the same time.

Ye Wentian's eyebrows, the dragon seal suddenly vibrate.

"What is this?" Ye Wentian's mind retracted, feeling the movement of the dragon seal, his heart was moved for the first time.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The Golden Ape Saintess opened her eyes, slightly displeased.

Putting everything else aside, she is still very confident in her figure and appearance. Ь.

The people in front of her don't even look at her?

Don't wait for the Golden Ape Holy Maiden to say anything more.

Ye Wentian suddenly raised his hand.

"You go out first." Ye Wentian waved his hand.

Between the words, his divine thoughts were all integrated into the dragon seal at this moment.

I feel a trace of it, and it is gradually dying out at this moment.

Since leaving the novice village, there have been many people who have been planted with dragon seals by themselves, and this is the first time this kind of thing has happened.

"You ......" The Golden Ape Saintess's body trembled, and her eyes couldn't help but flash grievances.

He glared at the person in front of him, didn't say anything, tidied up his clothes, got up and quickly left the stone house.

Inside, there was a slight silence.

Ye Wentian's spiritual power was cathartic, and the golden light of the dragon seal in his eyebrows skyrocketed.

"Hum!"

「……」

The air in front of him vibrate, and a golden curtain of light came into view, and the flickering points of light in it were the people who had planted the dragon seal.

The golden point closest to him has obviously dimmed.

"Xuan Jingcheng, why didn't he contact me?" Ye Wentian's eyes froze, the other party encountered a life and death crisis, and he could inform himself as soon as possible through the dragon seal.

Through the perception of the dragon seal, Xuan Jingcheng was obviously dying, but there was no news.

There was a slight groan.

Ye Wentian's spiritual power was restrained, and he stood up at the same time.

This head of the Xuan family can't die.

The Xuanjia sub-array is not small!

"Whew!"

「……」

There seemed to be a breeze blowing.

In the next second, the stone house was empty.

Through the dragon seal induction, Xuan Jingcheng's location is not too far from the frost wolf tribe.

I think I've left the Black Horn Clan.

In the base wasteland, on the vast grassland, a streamer of light galloped away, and disappeared at the end of the horizon in a blink of an eye.

Time passed, and it was night in the blink of an eye.

The moon is bright, the stars are numerous, and the endless wasteland is covered with a layer of silver veil.

"This is it." Ye Wentian's figure froze and looked up at the front.

As far as the eye can see.

A small tribe that fell into view.

The tribe is surrounded by grass circles, and there are simple thatched houses in it, adding up to a dozen.

The number of tribes is less than 100, and all of them are old, weak, sick and disabled.

Such a small tribe is rare in the wasteland.

"Whew!"

「……」

Stepping into the clan, there seems to be a fragrance in the nose.

Ye Wentian's eyes flashed.

Behind this clan, there is actually a small garden, in which there is an orange-red flower and plant, which is obviously some kind of medicinal herb, but the medicinal properties are very ordinary.

Sensing the dragon seal, Ye Wentian quickly stood in front of a thatched hut in the north corner of the tribe.

"Click."

「……」

Push the door and walk in.

On the haystack in front of him, there was a figure lying on it, covered in blood, the clothes and skin on his body had been glued together, and there was a pungent stench wafting out of his body, and the whole person was already dying.

"How did you hurt like this?" A cold look flashed in Ip Man's eyes.

Even if there is no transaction of Yun Zhixia, the young master of the Royal Beast Gate, he will definitely be killed.

Ip Man Tian just wanted to step forward.

"Whew!"

"Who are you?"

"Stop! Don't come near him." In the darkness in the corner on the side, a thin figure suddenly appeared, spreading his arms in front of Ye Wentian.

Ye Wentian was stunned for a moment, and his face was a little more strange.

Ordinary clansmen?

In front of him, there was no fluctuation of qi.

This is very rare in the wasteland tribes.

"I'm his friend, and I've come to treat him." Ye Wentian smiled and spoke bluntly.

After hearing this, the dark shadow in front of him swayed his little head again and again.

"No, no." xь.

"He's poisonous, you can't touch him, or he'll die." The dark shadow in front of him spoke repeatedly, his tone slightly hurried.

Ip Man took a step forward, raised his hand and grabbed his collar by the neck, lifting his whole person up.

The person in front of him is not very old, and he has a ball head tied.

Dressed in a blue and white straw cloth robe, it was dyed a little black, and his big eyes flickered with a bit of aura.

"Little girl, why aren't you poisoned?" Ye Wentian smiled and pinched the little face of the person in front of him.

The girl's cheeks suddenly flushed, and after struggling to no avail, she pouted and glared at the person in front of her.