Suddenly, a figure in a dark shirt appeared, its aura restrained, it was Zhan Wuji!

After Zhan Wuji appeared, the divine thoughts immediately spread out in all directions, instantly enveloping the entire Huangcheng.

At this moment, the city still retains the ruins after the war, and the damaged halls, pavilions, and temples have not been repaired.

In the streets and alleys, there are countless new dead.

When these dead are gathered, the aura they exude is very familiar to Zhan Wuji!

With just a little attention, he can confirm that these newborn dead are all fallen Terrans in the Battle of the Flood Desolation!

Zhan Wuji was slightly stunned, and in his perception, a human-like figure stood on the side of a city wall that had fallen most of it, and he had not gone for a long time, his armor was tattered, his soul was also tattered, his limbs were incomplete, and his torso had huge gaps, but through most of the remaining faces, he could still recognize his appearance before his death.

It is Yan Rhino City, the remnant soul of the predecessors of "Purple Plug"!

It fell in the battle of the Flood Desolation, and now the remnant soul has also fallen into the Netherworld!

Immediately afterwards, Zhan Wuji sensed a familiar figure again, the other party had no limbs, and only half of the torso remained, and a huge incision penetrated the position of the skull, leaving an oblique cut half of the head, which was miserable to look at.

It is the remnant soul of the Ryuvian Dynasty, "thrifty"!

Compared with the soul of "Zisai", the remnant soul of "Thrifty" is even more broken and missing!

And not far from the remnant soul of "Thrifty", there is another figure with a familiar breath, its head still exists, but under the head, only half of the shoulders and an elbow are retained, and the rest of the part is all wiped out, but it is the "long melancholy" of the reincarnation tower.

Zhan Wuji's gaze swept across the long street, and soon found the remnant souls of "Yuzhou", "Hengqiu" and "Yuyu", these three, or the head was annihilated, and only the torso with the missing limbs remained; or half of the body is gone, and only half of the whole body remains; or the flesh and blood are blurred, the limbs are missing, and the head, which is relatively intact, is also full of cracks, like burnt porcelain......

Looking at these fallen seniors, Zhan Wuji's heart moved, and more than a dozen figures instantly penetrated the space and appeared in front of him.

These figures all looked sluggish and confused.

Zhan Wuji looked at the remnant soul of the "Purple Plug", and asked loudly: "The 'Purple Stop' senior, do you remember the junior?" ”

The remnant soul of the "Purple Plug" had straight eyes and was indifferent, and did not respond to his questioning, and its soul moved forward aimlessly, as if wandering here was the only thing it had to do at the moment.

Zhan Wuji frowned, turned to look at the other remnant souls, and said slowly, "Seniors, ......"

Zhan Wuji's favorite thing is that no one will disturb him at night, and Zhan Wuji is even more fond of his sister, no matter what she asks, he will not hesitate to agree, which is why he asked Zhan Wan to take a bath, which made her joints ache.

In the past few months, his father and the four elders had been examining his body, but in his dantian, there had never been a wisp of true qi like smoke, neither decreasing nor increasing. Zhan Wuji didn't feel anything wrong, and over time, everyone accepted it.

At first, he was still a little excited, after all, his son had gathered his internal strength overnight, which made him very happy. This made Zhan Xian very excited, and told everyone about it, and gradually, the news that Zhan Xiuren's son had condensed his internal strength overnight also spread to the entire Yecheng.

A withered hand slammed on the table.

"Damn, what the hell is going on with this Zhan Wuji, he has condensed his internal strength overnight, fortunately, what he cultivates is only the basic mental method, otherwise Zhan Xiuren's king egg would not be arrogant." The man was short in stature and wore a short gray robe, giving him a shrewd and capable feeling, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Brother, don't worry, we will kill him one day, and the Wuji Gate will also be destroyed, and as for the iron mine, we will get it sooner or later." Another tall, thick-eyed man spoke slowly.

"Hahaha, very good, let Zhan Xiuren suffer more, at that time, I will definitely get all the interest back, hehehe......" The short man raised the cup in his hand and laughed.

"Zhan Wuji, I heard people say, your internal cultivation has arrived? Come, let's practice. I'd like to see how strong you really are! A young man who was slightly older than Zhan Wuji looked at Zhan Wuji with disdain, and mocked as he walked.

"Yes, yes, yes, have a fight with our boss He!" Three or four boys of his age chimed in.

"I'm sorry, I don't have time to practice with you. Wan'er, let's go. ”

"Huh! Okay, you stinky boy, you don't even look at me, you really don't know how thick the sky is, you leave me, don't leave! He Ming said as he pulled Zhan Wuji and walked out.

Zhan Wuji slapped He Ming's arm away, squinted at him, and said in an indifferent tone: "He Ming, don't be afraid of you just because you are my second uncle's own grandson!" Even if it is the grandson of the second uncle, Lao Tzu has to fight all over the ground to find teeth!

He Ming was stunned, he couldn't have imagined that a person who had just started cultivating the exercises would actually use this way to deal with himself, "Very good, very good, a guy who has not reached the realm of martial arts condensation is still so arrogant, then I will let you see what is the real martial arts!" ”

"Come on!" Zhan Wuji looked at He Ming expressionlessly, and stretched out his hand a little impatiently.

"Wan'er, you stand back!"

Zhan Wan retreated timidly.

He Ming also took a few steps back, he stretched out his right hand, pointed at He Ming, and saw his palms shake slightly, and a white air flow rose from his palms and slowly rotated.

"Gather into a wave!" He Ming let out a loud shout and slapped his right hand forward.

The energy vortex on his palm spun violently and shot out towards Zhan Wuji's face, Zhan Wuji didn't react at all, he was hit on the forehead by this energy storm, and then, he felt that his head was about to explode, and the whole person staggered back several steps, and sat on the ground.

"Heha, you want to challenge me at your level? I was still a genius of Ye Cheng, what a great character, but I didn't expect it to be like this. He Ming's face was full of pride.

"You're trash, my brother isn't trash, you're trash!" Zhan Wan on the side walked over, pulled Zhan Wuji up, and shouted at He Ming.

"Really? If it's not garbage, why is it vulnerable under me, your brother is a garbage, but it's because he has a sect master's father, that's why it's so unbearable. He Ming snorted.

"You, you, He Ming, I'll tell my dad."

"Haha, I knew you had a father who was in charge, and you were a bunch of useless things!" He Ming laughed.