"The Central Immortals don't leave wasted people, if I see you appear in the city again, don't blame me for being welcome!"

Mu Wanjun was followed by two immortal soldiers.

They looked disdainful, and the feeling of looking at people from high in their upper nostrils was very obvious.

No way, at the beginning, Mu Wanjun was the daughter of the fairy king, who dared to despise it?

But now, she has nothing to do with the Immortal King's Mansion......

Not to mention these immortal soldiers, even any immortal in the Central Immortal City can trample on Mu Wanjun's face and trample on it.

Although Mu Wanjun's peerless appearance is still there, in this place where strength is respected, his appearance is a fart!

If the cultivation is abolished, it won't take a few years, and no matter how good the appearance is, it can't resist the invasion of the years.

The central immortal capital, the most central location of the Thirty-Three Heavens, is also the place where the Qingtian Emperor sits.

There are countless masters here, and if you want to enter the Immortal City, you have to cultivate at the lowest level of Heavenly Immortals.

Driving Mu Wanjun out of the immortal city can also be regarded as an immortal soldier acting according to the rules.

Looking at the immortal soldiers behind him, Mu Wanjun's face was bitter and bitter.

If in the past, not to mention the immortal soldiers, those immortal generals had to bow down and bend down when they talked to her, but now...

"That's it, that's it!"

After shaking her head again, Mu Wanjun limped into the distance.

If you want to say how much she regrets going to the mortal world, it's actually impossible to talk about it.

For many years, I don't know how many people have secretly descended to earth, but this time it was just calculated by the Golden Immortal King and the Fire Immortal King.

"The capital of sin, maybe you can only die alone in the future!"

Muttering to herself again, Mu Wanjun took a heavy step.

In the Thirty-Three Heavens, there was a city called the City of Sin, and the people in it were all immortals who had been abolished.

Some people used to be high-ranking immortals, and some people used to be invincible celebrities in front of the Blue Sky Emperor's throne, but they can only be ordinary people here, no different from mortals.

Some even married and had children here

But overall, everyone here has done some "big things!"

Of course, there are also immortals here and Da Luo Jin Xian, who regard this place as a place of unbridled happiness.

Because here, it is possible to play with those who were once high above......

For all this, the Central Immortal Capital did not care,

Anyway, whoever enters the capital of sin is a sinner, and when he dies he dies...

As for the existence of the sub-saint level, he disdains to go to such a place... In the eyes of its ordinary immortals, only the most unpromising immortals will find guilt in the sin city.

This is the place where Mu Wanjun is going now, and only where can she survive,

Otherwise, in other places, any fairy beast could kill her.

"Sister Mu, wait for me..."

At this time, an extremely weak voice came from behind Mu Wanjun again.

Mu Wanjun turned around and looked, who was it if it wasn't Yuluochan?

At this moment, her appearance was even more miserable than Mu Wanjun, not only was her clothes ragged, but she also had a lot of blood marks on her body, and she had obviously just been beaten.

"Sister Rain..."

Seeing this, Mu Wanjun hurriedly stepped forward to help.

At this moment, the feeling of being connected to the same disease arises spontaneously, the same status, the same encounter...

"Sister Mu!"

Yuluochan couldn't help but hug Mu Wanjun and cry bitterly, maybe only in this way could they relieve their mood at the moment.

"Sister Mu, can we really only stay in the Sin Capital in the future?"

Yu Luochan said while crying.

As everyone knows, when the two of them hugged their heads and cried,

In front of the gate of Sin City, Wen Hao was already standing in front.

"The City of Sin, there is still such a place in the Thirty-Three Heavens?"

In three days, it was the first city he had seen!

At this time, the four big black characters on the city gate were particularly eye-catching.

After closing his eyes and perceiving carefully, Wen Hao frowned again,

"What's the situation? There are even mortals here? The most powerful is the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal? Is this really the Thirty-Three Heavens?"

For a while, Wen Hao had too many questions.

Looking left and right, Wen Hao hid his cultivation and stepped into the gate.

Since there are quite a few mortals here, there's always nothing wrong with pretending to be mortals.

The Sin City is very large, several times larger than the capital of the Haotian Dynasty, but there are no guards at the city gate, and there are only some chatting old men against the wall, which looks very leisurely.

The city gate was full of idlers, either frustrated or lazily basking in the sun.

On the street, there are many houses on both sides, and there are also many businesses, but there do not seem to be many people patronizing, and it seems very deserted.

That's not all, at the corner of the city wall, there are even a few dead corpses, and no one is to blame if they are about to give birth to maggots.

What made Wen Hao even more speechless was that the woman's screams could be faintly heard, and a group of men were surrounding a sleek woman

"Hmm, what did this kid do? It's kind of funny that he's dressed cleanly!"

Seeing Wen Hao appear, some old men's faces showed a rather surprised look.

Every day, there are many immortals who have been abolished and cultivated here, but it is the first time I have seen Wen Hao dressed neatly.

Think about it, if you are abolished and cultivated, there must be a lot of enemies

"Well, boy, what did you do? Dressed so neatly, did someone send you here?"

There are a lot of good people, and in the end, a few middle-aged men couldn't help but shout.

"What happened?"

Wen Hao already had a rough guess in his heart when he saw this situation,

"Kill a few sons!"

After thinking about it, Wen Hao said casually.

"Kill the son, brother, you have a personality!"

Hearing Wen Hao's words, many idlers immediately surrounded him,

"Brother, tell us quickly, but how did you do it, who did you kill..."

"It's the sons of a few sub-saints!"

Wen Hao swept the distance and continued to observe the situation near the subject.

"Yasheng's son, boy, you're not bragging, are you?"

Hearing Wen Hao's words, a group of men who were watching the excitement dispersed in a hurry.

They all thought Wen Hao was bragging.

Yasheng, in the thirty-third heaven is a watershed.

I don't know how many times higher the status is than Da Luo Jin Xian.

Although some Da Luo Jin Immortals were about to behead the third corpse, they also had to be respectfully called an adult when they saw Yasheng.

But just when everyone was laughing, an old man looked at Wen Hao but a glimmer of essence flashed.

Here, Wen Hao was about to step into the city, and the old man hurriedly shouted,

"Youth, stay, maybe we can talk!"

"Talk?"

Wen Hao turned around.

He glanced at the old man meaningfully, then turned and walked to the other side.

Immediately after, the old man did two steps in three steps and hurriedly followed.

Looking at his appearance, he was a little excited and couldn't help himself!

It wasn't until after half a pillar of incense that Wen Hao stopped in a slightly remote corner.

"What's the matter!"

"You're only in the thirty-third heaven, right?"

The old man's face was full of anticipation!