World of Cultivation: Chapter 278 Crazy Outer Hall

Crazy Outhouse at 278th

Wei Chengbin is in a good mood these two days, because Boss is back. Not only him, everyone's face involuntarily filled with a smile like Sunlight along the way. It is also strange to say that Boss is not the most powerful, whether it is personal strength or commanding the battle, but he is the backbone of everyone.

In the days when Boss is not in the city, everyone in Golden Crow city is worried, as if they lost their souls.

Gongsun Cha actually knows that there is an adult Gongsun, Golden Crow City will be fine, but my heart is still involuntarily covered with a haze. Fortunately, Boss is finally back, and the dark clouds in my heart have disappeared. Everyone in this city believes that as long as Boss is present, any problem will be solved.

During this time, his Forging level has made rapid progress, especially for the refining of small objects level. Even Ji Wei Great-master Fu sometimes praises him. For a short time, he liked this place already. Several Forging masters he usually contacts, especially Ji Wei and Great Master Sun Bao, level are very good, take good care of him, and never hesitate to give pointers.

The only thing he doesn't like to deal with is Bao Yi.

The thin bamboo pole is so terrible that the door is locked. It takes a lot of effort to get some material from his hand.

Even Sun Bao and Ji Wei Great-master Fu don't like to deal with him, this matter rests on his head. In desperation, he had to bite his head. Every negotiation is a fierce battle!

But today, Bao Yi is unusually good at talking. It seems that Boss is back, and it seems that the mood of fine bamboo poles is good.

Contrary to the joy of Golden Crow City, everyone in the hall is ashamed.

"What? Lord Huang was killed?" He Xiang's mouth was sullen, his hands and feet cold.

"The message already spread." The Cultivator voice of the probe message also carried a trace of trill: "Master Huang, they are looking for a secret place, they were attracted by others, which led to the siege."

"Impossible!" He Xiang yelled, "How could Master Huang be so easily sieged? What about the others around him?"

"All ... all killed! A total of more than twenty disciples ..."

Flop, He Xiang's legs softened, he fell into a chair, his face despairing. Each of the elders present was pale and bloodless.

Everyone understands that this time it ’s too big to cover it up!

The whole outer hall will face the anger of the ancestors, no, the entire Little Mountain Jie will face the anger of the ancestors!

He Xiang suddenly woke up. He seemed to catch the last straw for help and suddenly stood up: "Who killed? Who killed?"

"Subordinates are investigating ..."

"Investigate a fart!" He Xiang's eyes flushed and irritated: "These people make us unable to live, we must make them unable to live!" He took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and gradually calmed down , Looking around you elders in despair, with a little crazy: "We only have one way left."

The crowd looked up blankly. They couldn't think of any other way.

"We need to find the murderers who killed Lord Huang, and hand them over to the ancestors for sacrifice, in order to forgive them." Can you explain this operation! "

Many people showed a skeptical look. This time the incident was too serious. They didn't believe that the ancestors would spare them because they caught the killer.

"This is our only chance!" He Xiang simply said, and then added a profound meaning: "The ancestor always needs someone to do things for him! As long as we can let the ancestors see our ability , We have much greater hope of living. "

Everyone is cheering up. Although they don't believe it, He Xiang is right. This is their only chance.

They have nowhere to run.

The power of the Outer Hall is regrouped again. All the elders and all Cultivator are dispatched.

He Xiang decided to use the most stupid method to push it one by one. He didn't believe it and couldn't find the murderers!

Little Mountain Jie is back!

Silly Bird found it, and Zuo Mo re-entered the city. The killing of Huang Zhuoguang is bound to make the situation of Little Mountain Jie tense, leaving him little time. Fortunately, although Little Mountain Jie is just a small industry, it is quite a laborious task to find someone.

But Zuo Mo felt the urgency of time deeply, he built the city like crazy.

Well, Zuo Mo spit out the dirt in his mouth. He was covered with mud all over his body, showing only a pair of eyes. Looking at the completed tunnel in front of him, he looked satisfied. The tunnel between the other six peaks was completed, and the remaining work was to set up formation.

The biggest experience of digging is that this thing is really the work of Dhyana Cultivator. There is no physical strength, and it can never be persisted. Sword Cultivator is very powerful, you can cut off the mountain with one sword, but let Sword Cultivator to dig a tunnel, that is blind.

Think of the big formation that he built, he just feels like he's incapable, and continues to work hard.

Zuo Mo has been sleeping for more than ten days, and all the tunnels have been completed.

Over the past ten days, Little Mountain Jie has become a mess. The outer hall is like crazy, searching for people everywhere, and even sending rewards. The most famous one is Zheng Zhong of Pulse Condensation three Stratum. Like Liu Gui, many people can recognize it. Only at the top of the list, the dark-looking guy is an unknown character. The most ridiculous thing is that there is actually a bird in the list, a big bird of grey.

Waitang is this crazy? Many people don't care when receiving this reward. But soon, Outer Hall used their next actions to prove that they were not joking.

During a short period of more than ten days, already suffered five consecutive bloodbaths.

While the huge team in Waitang still has no intention of stopping, it continues to move forward ***, wherever it goes, nothing is left.

For a moment, Little Mountain Jie suddenly messed up.

Many forces, when they saw that the situation was not good, immediately turned to the outer court and survived. And those who are unwilling to take refuge in the Outer Hall only have to continually turn to retreats. Losing resistance in the outer hall, the speed of *** is even faster.

Within a few days, the forces that had not been in the outer hall for a long time were quickly named a branch of the outer hall, stationed in a place rich in minerals.

This time, everyone knows what the Outhouse is thinking.

Waitang wants to swallow the entire Little Mountain Jie. Their already is not satisfied with the way they hold their throats. They need complete control.

Gongsun Cha hurriedly finds Zuo Mo.

Zuo Mo, after listening to Gongsun Cha, pondered for a while: "We have to kill the outer hall first."

Explained immediately: "There are too many people in Waitang. It would be a little dangerous if they were not knocked out a little. I am worried that Ming Xiao's ancestors might not be so arrogant? Let's do this trap again. It ’s awesome, and it ca n’t stand the sea tactics. It ’s best to grind the power of the outer hall to the same extent, so Ming Xiao's ancestors ca n’t help it, only to come to us. ”

Gongsun Cha nodded. They only had one chance. If it was exposed, Ming Xiao ancestors would never be stupid enough to be a second time.

"Can you beat it?" Zuo Mo somewhat asked Gongsun Cha anxiously. Vermillion Bird Camp now has more than 700 people, and there are 2,000 people in the east and west battalions, but Zuo Mo deeply doubts their combat effectiveness. The current power of the outer hall is rapidly expanding, and the number of Cultivator already reaches more than 10,000 people. The contrast between the two sides is too disparate.

Gongsun Cha laughed wryly, "You can try it."

Now that you understand what Senior Brother is thinking, Gongsun Cha responds quickly. The safety of Golden Crow City does not need him to worry now, the 36 seats of War Talisman Watchtower are enough to protect themselves. He dispatched with Vermillion Bird Camp and both Dongying and Xiying stayed behind, mainly coming for War Talisman Watchtower.

As for Guard Camp, Gongsun Cha has not even seen it once.

Who can expect a group of slaves to do?

Gongsun Cha's dispatch was silent, and most people in Golden Crow city were in the dark.

Zuo Mo also realized the tension in the situation, and he responded immediately. The instructions were issued quickly. Unconsciously, the city of Golden Crow became a little nervous.

Especially for Forging, everyone can feel the tension in the air.

A few days later, a group of Cultivator appeared not far from Golden Crow city. When Vermillion Bird Camp was in the past, Gongsun Cha would arrange patrol alert to prevent anyone from approaching Golden Crow city. Now Vermillion Bird Camp is all dispatched, and naturally no one will do it.

When the Cultivator being trained by War Talisman Watchtower saw the black spots in the distant sky, it was immediately nervous and sent out a alert signal.

Golden Crow is like an enemy!

"Oh! Is there a city here?" The Cultivator, headed by it, looked at the small city on the mountain in the distance in disbelief.

Not only him, everyone around him opened his eyes wide and looked dullly at the small town.

Just at this moment, a bunch of Sunlight penetrated the sky like a sharp sword, fell on Golden Crow City, and Golden Crow City suddenly lighted slightly.

The golden light of lightly, the Aura with the sun scattered, even if it is dozens of miles away, it is still trembling.

"A miracle! This is a miracle!" The Cultivator headed to himself muttered.

Everyone was deeply shocked by the city of Golden Crow. Their eyes couldn't bear to leave even for a moment, and they saw that they were flying forward like a soul.

When they flew ten miles away from the city, the small city was more real in their eyes. A City of Suns! They can't imagine who can build such a beautiful city!

Just when they subconsciously wanted to approach, the head of Cultivator suddenly smelled a dangerous Aura.

I saw the small city suddenly glow with silver.

Everyone stopped.

When the Cultivator headed clearly saw the towers that were a section above the city wall, a strange word passed across his heart. He suddenly felt like a dreadful spirit, and shouted in horror with a hissing voice: "retreats! Hurry to retreats!"

Every lighted tower looks like a silver dot from afar.

Silver dots, one after the other.

Thirty-six silver dots, bathed in Sunlight, headed by Cultivator, the empire retreats, his face panicked, his eyes full of fear.

War Talisman Watchtower! That's War Talisman Watchtower!