In the direction that Chen Bofu pointed.

Chen Jing and his entourage sat down and worshiped Aji, and then began to rush over there.

It's not that fast, though.

Because Chen Bofu and Lawrence only vaguely remembered the general location of that gathering place, if Bai Aji was flying at the speed of the time, then I am afraid that the brush would have passed.

"The scale of that gathering place is very large, and it is also very small......," Chen Bofu was still gesturing Chen Jing with his hand before "boarding", "It's like an iron nail stuck in the wasteland, you tell Bai Aji to slow down, otherwise we won't be able to find it if we fly over." ”

In the process of rushing to the gathering place.

Everyone also had the first team meeting on Bai Aji's back, probably about doing something after going to that gathering place, and even if they couldn't find clues, they couldn't go home empty-handed.

"Let's borrow some supplies and let's go." Chen Bofu proposed.

"Oh, kill them all, and ransack the gathering place......" Lawrence began to record the old man's voice.

"It's a bit excessive!" Chen Bofu looked at Lawrence unhappily, as if asking who you think of me Chen Bofu, "Just take some supplies and go, as for those people...... Behold their creation. ”

"Master Chen, what you said is to take some casually, is it about eighty percent or ninety?" Lawrence asked cautiously, not daring to speculate on the leader's intentions.

"Of course it's ten!" Chen Bofu scolded with hatred and steel.

"That's right! Ten percent! Kui Nan raised his hands in approval.

Chen Jing and Yan Que glanced at each other and smiled helplessly.

I really don't know how they raised their temperament, and they are a little wronged by bandits.

Compared to the rest of the old people, they seem to be more enthusiastic about smashing and looting, and even Lawrence, who ran rampant in the wasteland in the first place, can't compare to their dark hearts.

Now.

Chen Jing sat on top of Bai Aji's head, leisurely looking around, dozens of golden rays of light in his hands were constantly entwining, like holographic projections unfolding in his palm.

"Yes, that's it, just practice a little more."

"Are you sure it's that simple?"

"There are many ways to use energy manifestation, you can start from the basics......"

Chen Jing is the same as other old people.

Each promotion sequence gains different powers.

When he is in the first sequence, he gets the power to use the relics from the three paths without cost, and after being promoted to the second sequence, his ability is to make the relics of the three paths melt into his body, so as to transfer the power from the relics to himself......

Now he is an old descendant of Sequence Three.

The power gained after the promotion sequence is completely different from the previous one, and it can even be said that this is the beginning of the old descendants...... Control energy.

"All of this energy comes from deep space, and it can be used as an indestructible spear or an indestructible shield, depending on how you want to use it."

"How do I feel that these energies are as ...... as the Holy Light of the Yellow King's Holy Grail?"

"It's just a thing."

The "he" in his mind patiently explained, and took the trouble to answer these questions raised by Chen Jing that only newcomers would ask.

"The Holy Light is a manifestation of energy, but before Sequence 3 you could only use it through the Holy Grail power, and there are many restrictions, unlike now you can do whatever you want."

"Got it! Then I'll practice more! ”

"Well, good boy."

“……”

Everyone sat on Bai Aji's back and chatted, and from time to time they would sneak a glance at Chen Jing, after all, this kid didn't seem quite right since he left Eternal Night City, and from time to time he would mutter a few words to himself, but he couldn't hear what he was muttering.

"That's a lot of work." Lawrence looked at the distorting golden light in Chen Jing's palm, and seemed to understand what he was doing, and couldn't help but sigh, "Just promoted to the rank of such hard work, worthy of the blood of the Yellow King!" ”

"Why don't you say that he deserves to be my grandson!" Chen Bofu kicked it over and said angrily, "I really don't have any eyesight!" ”

"It's too against your heart to say it, and it hurts your conscience to say it." Lawrence muttered, and as soon as he finished speaking, he ran to the tail of Bai Aji, dodging the flip-flops kicked by Chen Bofu.

At this moment, Yan Qi, who had been looking at the wasteland below in a daze, suddenly spoke, pointing to a strange building not far away.

"Is that the one?"

The crowd looked in the direction she was pointing.

In the desert-like wasteland, a rusty "high-rise building" stood in it, and the huge windmill mounted on the roof was still turning, and the creaking sound could be faintly heard.

"That building is the gathering place?" Chen Jing looked at the strange building and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Because in the midst of a dangerous wasteland, there should be no such "landmarks" as this.

The tall building, which seemed to be made of rusty iron sheets, was at least nearly 200 meters high, and if it was converted to a normal building, it would be almost more than 60 floors.

Take a look at it from a distance.

Just like the old man said.

The building was like a big nail in the desert.

No matter how you look at it, it is conspicuous.

"The weather in the wasteland is changeable, especially in this area, the wind and sand should be very large, isn't it a deliberate attempt to kill the gathering place in this shape......" Chen Jing said as he turned his head to look at the tornado that was already far away in front of him.

It was the first time he had witnessed this particular weather phenomenon in reality.

The earthy yellow saloon scroll was like a pillar of clouds hanging from the sky, and its constantly twisting body almost tore apart everything it touched, like an imprecise cutting knife, leaving a terrifying trail in the desert.

"That building has a barrier, and these abnormal weather have a limited impact on it, but the last time I came, that building didn't seem to be like this......" Chen Bofu came to Chen Jing's side, squatted down and looked at the weird building carefully, "Why is there a big windmill......

"If you don't come, you can't decorate?" Lawrence complained.

"Dog thing! Just talk a lot! Chen Bofu scolded without looking back, "You see that Lao Tzu's strength is slipping now, and he can't stop you!" Good grandson! Go and beat him up! Let him know who's the boss! ”

"You are, you are you." Lawrence chose to relent.

"The windmill is not strange, I think it is the totem ...... strange"

At this moment, Baiaji had flown towards the strange building, and kept slowing down.

As the distance narrowed, everyone saw that the fan blades of the big windmill were engraved with totems that had been eroded by wind and sand.

The totems are all portraits.

It's the same weirdo in a hooded robe.

When Chen Jing saw those totems, his first reaction was to associate them with himself.

After all, when he was wearing a yellow robe, he was almost like this...... But soon he understood that this was his own doing.

"How could it be his ?!!"

Chen Bofu seemed to recognize the origin of those totems, and there was a hint of sincere shock in his unbelievable tone.

"Didn't that turtle grandson join Hanging City?! How did you run to the wasteland to clear the wasteland?! ”

"Who?" When Chen Jing heard the words "Hanging City", he immediately became curious.

"One of my original nemesis......"

When Chen Bofu said this, everyone only heard the sound of Xi Xi Suo coming from the strange building.

Then a strangely shaped human-headed spider crawled out of the window and reached the roof with lightning speed.

The spider was a metal creature made of copper, as if it had been made up of countless parts, and something resembling a spring or connector could be faintly seen on it.

Now.

The heat dissipation exhaust pipe on its back is constantly spewing out a thick white mist of high temperatures.

The old man, who was sitting cross-legged on its back, slowly lifted the white cloth turban wrapped around his face, and looked up with a puzzled expression.

"Chen Bofu?! You're still alive?! ”

"Sure enough, it's you! Hazard, you old bastard! ”

Chen Bofu was furious and raised his hand to point at the old man.

"Nyima! Pay it back! ”

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