Omnipresent God of War: Three hundred and thirty-four down the mountain

Chang Xuezhong recalled Wei He's exaggerated combat strength, but he was speechless.

"Yes...but you shouldn't let your guard down when you are out." He turned around, stretched out his hand to release his strength, and grabbed it far away.

Suddenly grabbed an object on the back cabinet.

"This item was used when I first came down the mountain to feel calm. It can be used to guard the surroundings during your rest period. This time I will give it to my junior and senior apprentice as a substitute."

He gave the thing to Wei He with a sincere expression.

"Thank you brother!" Wei He did not decline.

This time, I feel that I am going down the mountain. In fact, it can be regarded as the mission of the Xuanmiaozong disciple to travel and patrol the mountain.

In addition to clearing away the alienated creatures in the Sealed Secret Realm of the Fire Pond, he also had to check several Zongmen's stations on the border along the way.

It's not just him, all newcomers to Xuanmiao Sect have to do this.

Including Ouyang Luo, who was promoted with him.

"I heard that Ouyang Luo, after hearing that you were about to get down the mountain, he also applied to go down the mountain, not wanting to lag behind you. It is also funny. Although Ouyang Luo is talented, how can you be with Junior Brother Wei? On par."

Chang Xuezhong is also funny when he talks about that person.

Wei He followed suit and smiled.

For more than a year, he and Chang Xuezhong get along well in Neishan, and the relationship is getting closer. Be regarded as a good friend.

This time he was about to leave the mountain and feel that he was about to leave the mountain. After Chang Xuezhong learned about it, he took the initiative to find him and practice it for him.

After a good meal, Wei He bid farewell to Chang Xuezhong and left the restaurant.

At the Longwan Wharf, Zhou Muqing was standing on a small boat waiting for a long time.

Seeing him come, hold fists and salute.

"Real people, everything is ready."

Zhou Muqing changed into a chivalrous dress, with a sword on his back, and blindfolded with blindfolds. Obviously, his eyes were super-sense.

Standing on a flat-leaf boat, the sea breeze blows, making the placket close to the waist, highlighting the female's slim curve.

She is more stable and peaceful now than she was more than a year ago.

Zhou Muqing looked at Wei He, who was approaching, with emotion in his heart.

Anyone like them is the ultimate master of dirty practice. Before entering the blessed land, everyone feels that they are talented and capable. After entering the blessed land, they will definitely be able to break through and set foot in the real world.

But now...people are better than others to see the gap between each other.

More than a year, Wei He not only completed the talent hunting, but also had a sense of binoculars. Now he is still facing a sense of calmness.

The process of concentration, that is, being blown by the ghost wind at the foot of the mountain for one month.

This month must be continuous, and Super Sensation must be turned on at all times.

Easy to say but difficult to do.

Zhou Muqing looked at herself, although she was also a blessed place to enter with Wei He, but only now is she capable of hunting and completing her talents. Now I am feeling my eyes for the second time.

Thinking that it would be extremely difficult to hit a real beast that I felt for the first time, but in the end, it was difficult to grind it to death by relying on various props and strategies.

While Wei He only went out for a trip, he easily killed a human face bird leader who was comparable to a second sense of concentration.

This gap...it's almost...

Although the talent ability is not judged by the strength of the real beast.

But just looking at the record, the gap is too big...

"If you are away from home in the future, you can call me master. Real people don't mention it." Wei He got on the boat and ordered.

"Yes." Zhou Muqing calmed down. With a burst of strength, the boat immediately sailed out of Tiandao Island.

A small boat, mixed in and out of the many ships in and out of the island, is unremarkable, and quickly passed in the direction of Zhentao City.

Standing on the bow, Wei He looked out at the vast blue sea. I finally felt a little relaxed in my heart.

Over the past year, although he has been very stable and safe.

But also extremely frustrated.

Because Senior Sister Yao Wan guarded everything and didn't let up. Even when practicing qigong, he quietly guarded outside.

Wei He didn't dare to reveal his hole cards at all.

Fortunately, now finally liberated.

Yao Wan only agreed to Master Yuan Duzi and guarded herself for one year.

Now that one year has passed, I can finally...

Wei He has a smile unconsciously on his face.

"Master seems to be in a good mood?" Zhou Muqing whispered from the side.

"I have been cultivating hard in the inner mountains, occasionally coming out to breathe, and I really feel good." Wei He nodded.

"The Xuanmiao Sect is good, but it is too deserted. The three veins are separated, and the brothers also practice hard, or go out to complete the sect mission. There is not much communication."

"That's the case. In the inner mountains of the Zongmen, most of them are small circles composed of Sister Chuan Gong and senior brothers in the team. The others don't have much friendship with each other, and naturally they have no friendship." Zhou Muqing nodded.

"Now that I come out, I can finally take a good look at the changes outside now." Wei He said softly.

"Master, this is homesick." Zhou Muqing smiled lightly.

"Perhaps."

Wei He shook his head and said no more.

Amidst the surging waves, the boat where the two were standing, pushed the white waves continuously behind them, like a motorboat, and drove quickly toward the pier on the other side of Zhentao City.

Between Zhentao City and Tiandao Island, there are many small boats on the channel, and there are also master warriors who are crossing purely by their physical skills.

The two men were halfway through the journey, suddenly Wei He's eyes moved. Look at a fast-moving ship ahead right.

The whole body of the ship is brown, with the huge word "Xuanmiao" printed on the side. A group of people stood on the ship, all with a solemn look and a faint smell of blood.

Among this team, the one standing in the forefront is impressively dressed in Taoist costumes that have moved from one source to another.

The Qianliu line is solely responsible for external security, and the other two lines are not qualified to intervene except for the upper level.

Wei He is just a newcomer who is ready to feel calm, and naturally he is not qualified.

But when he saw this team, he felt awe-inspiring.

In the Xuanmiao Sect, people who can send to maintain the safety of the sect are definitely not mediocre.

But it was this group of mediocre hands, but when they returned, they couldn't completely dispel the **** smell on their bodies.

This is just a trivial matter of losing energy, and this group of people can't even do this.

Then the only possibility is that they have reached the point where they are unable to conceal their situation.

"Master." Zhou Muqing also thought of this, his eyes flashed with worry.

"It's okay. The place we went is only in a marginal area, very safe." Wei He calmly said.

The ship passed by.

Wei He didn't look back, but instead looked at the merchant ships and passenger ships that were constantly interspersed in front of him, lost in thought.

Zhou Muqing wanted to say something and stopped, but seeing Wei He was silent, he didn't say anything again.

The boat quickly arrived at the pier on the shore.

The two brought gifts, and Wei He didn't inform the family about this time, so as not to worry about them.

Anyway, a simple sense of concentration is bound to be extremely dangerous for ordinary real people.

But for him, it's really strong and powerful, let him not say that he only carries it for a month, it is a year, and it is not a big problem.

The most important thing is that this time, without Senior Sister Yao Wan's secret protection, he can finally put it into practice thoroughly, what is his bottom line of strength.

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"Kill!"

At the border of Haizhou.

A team of masters wearing the Xuanmiaozong mark is catching and fighting another wave of people wearing sky blue shirts and brown leather vests.

Between the dense forests, the power of the pair of masters is overflowing.

Large trees almost break when touched, and hurt when rubbed.

As everyone fought, there was a man on the battlefield who was tall, three meters tall, and burly like a Roshan.

The muscles and flesh of the whole body are so white that they are dazzling and reflecting in the sun.

This person is the head of Guangci Sect assigned to Haizhou-Xu Dingchun, the Buddha in white.

Xu Dingchun studied under King Chiba, one of the two patriarchs in the teaching.

Practicing Kung Fu horizontally, under the tempering increase of real blood, it is extremely terrifying.

Even in the faculty, he is also a top-ranked master.

But this person is grumpy and has no emotional intelligence.

This time I was assigned to Haizhou, where it is difficult for birds to shit, because I was squeezed out of my colleagues and superiors in the church, and I could only be sent here to suppress the situation.

"I have learned the strength of the Xuanmiao Sect's moving line many times. It's a pity... it's useless to me." Xu Dingchun grinned at the tall man who was panting on the other side.

The man has protruding cheekbones and sunken eye sockets. His face is a little dull, but his body muscles are lumpy. Compared with the opposite Xu Dingchun, he looks more rounded and harmless.

He is Zhao Mengheng, a veteran real man who led the team. Originally, he was patrolling the border this time and found some clues, so he wanted to report back to the mountain as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, there was no news from the junior he sent to ask for help.

The fireworks on the body for help, I don’t know why, they all failed...

The surrounding area looks like mountains and forests, but in fact it has already been surrounded by this Guangci demon in front of him.

"Junior Brother Quan! This time I am afraid it will be difficult to be comprehensive..." Zhao Mengheng moved his wrist that had just been shocked, and a trace of despair appeared in his eyes.

"In a moment, I will use my secret skills to make a way out. You must... send the news back to the sect. The Guangci demon has been laid out for a long time. The picture is big! Remember! The border station must have been mostly lost. The news will be sent back to the sect! It must be...!"

Zhao Mengheng's tone was exhausted and determined. Reached out to stop the young junior with red eyes behind his back.

"Brother Zhao!" The brother named Quan had blurred vision. "Go together!"

"Fuzzy! Don't miss the sect event! Let's go!" Zhao Mengheng roared, and at the same time threw himself toward the opposite side.

"The demon is killed!!"

Zhao Mengheng agitated the whole body with real energy. He is not an ordinary real person, but the Qianliu line is about to step into the new generation of masters.

Qianliu's line is about to step into the real world just like him, there are only three people. If it can pass smoothly, Xuanmiaozong will have one more true master.

But it's a pity.....

Zhao Mengheng's real energy gathered a little and turned into a sharp cone.

The secret method of migrating a vein, Qianshan Cracking Tiger Cone, at this time desperately exploded in an all-round way.

Turn all the power into fuel, and finally burst out all the power.

"Whoever you are, die together!!!"

Within a few meters around Zhao Mengheng, the air was twisted, and it was really like a white mist, layered on top of each other, condensed into a huge one-eyed white tiger, raised its head and roared, and pounced on Xu Dingchun.

Boom! ! !

Strong waves spread and spread layer by layer.

Zhao Mengheng put his hands together and hit Xu Dingchun's heart with one move.

The huge energy converged and trembled, like a giant white tiger biting Xu Dingchun's heart with its fangs.

"It's a pity... why every time you Xuanmiao Sect, you like to use this trick."

Xu Dingchun let this trick be used on him, but he was safe.

He grinned~IndoMTL.com~White and fat skin and flesh, looking alive like a Maitreya Buddha.

Puff!

He put his hands together.

The huge palms abruptly clamped Zhao Mengheng's head in the middle and pressed it into minced meat.

The protective strength barrier formed by the powerful Huanzhen Jin was squeezed and exploded by the sheer terrifying force.

"So, you Dayuan people always like to play with fancy real power. No matter how much real power, it is not as good as my two hands." Xu Dingchun ignored Zhao Mengheng's body and tossed aside.

Next, he looked at the other disciples around him.

He has led the team to intercept and kill five people who escaped from the station. This time, Zhao Mengheng is the strongest at this station. Actually, he was about to touch the realm of Quanzhen.

The strength is about to form.

Unfortunately, there is still a difference between fast and true solidification.