"Wang Lu, calm down, no matter how calm you are, you have done everything you can, the game has been set up, and the next victory and defeat will be here."

In the deep sea, Wang Lu stood quietly on the remains of a palace in the ruins of the ancient city, swallowed a few mouthfuls of bitter sea water to calm his mind. Next, he could not make any mistakes in every move, and he would never make any mistakes.

Liulixian was plotted against him, and it was indeed beyond his expectations. The various protective measures imposed by the elders of the master sect on Liulixian were not effective. It is not surprising to think about it carefully. The opponent is a profession close to the legend, and this is West.

The laws of the Yi Continent are different, and it is not surprising that any accident occurs, so any precautions are not safe. Only by perfectly adapting to changes can you protect the safety of Liulixian. Everyone is very at ease about Wang Lu's ability to deal with things, including Wang.

Lu himself was also full of confidence. Unfortunately, an accident occurred in the end, and it was a surprise that Wang Lu could definitely blame. He thought of all the factors, but he did not expect that Liulixian's girlish feelings would kill her.

It is by no means the responsibility of Liulixian. As the guardian, Wang Lu must bear full responsibility.

However, the more dangerous the moment, the less time he has to offer guilt and blame himself. Even if it is a sin that cannot be redeemed for, he has to wait for him to deal with his opponent first and then consider how to punish himself.

The situation is far from the time of despair. The faceless man takes the hostages, but Wang Lu also has a trump card in his hand, and it is a trump card that theoretically can crush everything - he has the support of the Golden King.

Without the tacit consent and secret help from the King of Gold, his starting point in the sea of ​​clouds may not be the Demon Castle, and outside the castle, he may not be able to find the abandoned chariot of the King of Gold. The most important thing is that there is no gold.

The king's acquiescence, there will be no detailed map of the sea of ​​clouds in the chariot

This is a common sense that is easy to be ignored. A slightly higher-end chariot will record the itinerary. The biggest purpose of Wang Lu to pick up scattered is actually not the chariot itself, but the journey of the predecessors recorded by the chariot. At the same time, this is also the king

Lu did not tell anyone the secret. When he was in control of the chariot, he found that the Golden King indeed recorded his road map back and forth to Jiajiazet Mountain in the chariot installation. The Golden King explored the sea of ​​clouds, although he did not explore it.

The whole picture, but I recorded 60% of the terrain on the road in the future. This map is a truly priceless treasure. What is added to the cake is that the Golden King even thoughtfully marked some key locations on the map, Wang Lu dared to take risks alone.

This is also the grasp.

The Endless Sea, the Forgotten City, Arantis, was the reversal place that Wang Lu selected in the Golden King's mark during that brief confrontation, and it was also the only opportunity he could seize.

"Liuli, wait for me..."

While murmuring to himself, Wang Lu held the last trump card in his hand tighter.

"Alantis, the Forgotten City, the ruins abandoned by gods..."

At the other end of the city ruins, the girl with a stiff face walked slowly, tracking Wang Lu's journey with her own perception, while her eyes were coldly scanning the surroundings. As her limbs moved, she felt a faint feeling of pressure.

Legend has it that Yalantis was once the peak of the Western Yi Continent's civilization. The dreamlike city is no less than the legendary Penglai Fairyland in Jiuzhou Continent. However, just like the Dharma-Ending Disaster in Jiuzhou Continent, it destroyed most of the immortal civilizations.

, Arantis also fell forever in a catastrophe. Rumor has it that Arantis became arrogant and arrogant because of his overly developed civilization. The Arantis people were condescending and rude to the gods, and thus were attacked by the Western Barbarians.

The punishment of the gods, and it is a permanent punishment.

In the city of Arantis, there will never be any gift from the gods, only the wrath and curse of the gods.

Of course, the legend is just a legend. Arantis was destroyed tens of thousands of years ago, and the history of the Holy Light Cult... is probably not that long. But in it, the faceless person can clearly feel the magical power here.

That is the rejection of divine power. The object of worship of the Holy Light Church is the sea of ​​holy light, not a personified god. But since it is a religion, it also has something in common with the religion of worshiping God. The essence of the power of the holy light is also considered a kind of divine power.

It seems reasonable to be rejected in Arantis.

And this is Wang Lu's grasp? Choose this battlefield that is beneficial to the pagans to try to turn the tables?

A very clever idea, the repulsion of the holy light by the ruins of Arantis is firm and has no gaps... The ubiquitous repulsion force makes the faceless person in the parasitic state feel pressure, and it is difficult to maintain the spiritual occupation of Liulixian.

Flawless. This leaves Wang Lu an opportunity to take advantage of it. If it is a one-on-one duel in the ruins, the faceless person cannot guarantee that he will never show any flaws. What if Wang Lu uses to get him out of Liuli

When the immortal body was expelled, the situation reversed instantly.

After thinking, Wumeng had already captured Wang Lu's position. He was hiding in an abandoned palace, ready to move, as if waiting for his arrival, and seemed to rush out at any time, which caught people off guard.

Wumeng did not continue to move forward, nor did he use the hostage to force Wang Lu out. He shook his head gently and sneered in his heart.

It's really naive to use Arantis's territory, because he didn't plan to fight one-on-one with Wang Lu. He used the hostages before because he couldn't catch him other than that. Now that he has already been warned

The car was dragged down, and the rest could be left to the coolies. The Faceless Man did not trust Paul, Ferdinand and others, but when needed, he would not refuse to use their power.

"Hmph, it's time for those idiots to play a role."

Then, he used the connection between the incarnation and the body to send a signal.

At the same time, in another part of the sea of ​​clouds, the holy chariot was driving at a very fast speed, and the energy core that kept moaning due to overload made the atmosphere inside the chariot particularly anxious.

"Wuwei, why have you been chasing for so long but still haven't caught up? Didn't you say they have stopped?" Paul asked anxiously.

When he heard that Wang Lu and his group had obtained the inheritance of the King of Gold - a level 8 war chariot, Paul was uncontrollably panicked about the prospect. He had long known that as the administrator of the King's Treasure House, he could not get gold.

The king liked it. If the Golden King had not had only one residual soul and had lost actual control over the treasure house, he would have been expelled by the Golden King long ago. This time, facing the challenge of Wang Lu, he had no doubt that the Golden King would be there.

Start secretly.

Once Wang Lu really breaks through this level, the title of administrator will change hands, and his situation will be worse than death.

Seeing that the faceless man in the chariot was silent, Paul couldn't help but say, "Faceless, this level is not just about me, but about the development of the entire holy religion."

"Finished." The faceless man suddenly spoke, then reached out and pointed in a certain direction in the sea of ​​clouds, "Go forward there, they will hide there."

Paul was shocked: "Okay, everyone should work harder, as long as they intercept the pagans, we will win."

Under the urging of Paul, the holy chariot was a little faster. The body of the car kept trembling at extreme speed, as if it might fall apart at any time, but was joined by several people in the car, bound by powerful holy light and unable to be free.

Not long after, the chariot broke through the blockade of layers of clouds and came to a blue ocean.

“Where is this place?”

"The enemy hides." The Faceless Man did not explain more, and guided the chariots directly into the sea, into the deep sea area in the surging waves, where Arantis was.

After approaching Arantis, the city's ruins rejected the Holy Light, which made the Holy Light Sect and the group were alert.

"Where is this where I actually repelled the power of the Holy Light?" Ferdinand was surprised to find that his power, which was already suppressed by the sea of ​​clouds, had been reduced by half a level, and was inexplicably surprised.

Paul said fiercely: "The sly pagan haunted wild land"

Amid the curses, the group finally landed at the designated location of the Faceless. In the ruined square, the holy hatch door opened, and the entire overwhelmed car body shaking. The group was impatient from the chariot.

He rushed out, but found no trace of the pagans.

Ferdinand asked coldly, "Faceless, where are they?"

“On there.”

In the deep sea, the sound became a little strange, but Ferdinand could still hear the sound of a clear and pleasant woman. His eyes turned, and a beautiful girl, but vaguely familiar, walked slowly, with a body that was close to perfection.

But for some reason, there were five fingers missing in his right hand.

The top referee was stunned and then realized: "This is the spoil occupied by your spirit, and it is also your trump card?"

Taking hostages with spirit, and threatening their opponents with hostages to surrender is a common trick used by faceless people. Although it is old-fashioned, it has been tried and tested.

Faceless but too lazy to answer, he said to himself: "The target is in that palace, you can purify him... Ferdinand, you will stay here with two archbishops to protect the hostages."

Three archbishop-level dead men, plus one Paul, who is a saint, joining forces with the four, Wang Lu has great skills and will be dead. However, the faceless man did not relax his vigilance at all, and he even had a little chance.

He refused to leave Wang Lu, and he was obviously a must-kill situation, but he still laid heavy troops next to the hostages without leaving any flaws.

Soon, Paul led three archbishops into the interior of the palace, and the Supreme Referee led the remaining two archbishops to guard the faceless person.

And at this moment, the faceless person suddenly smelled a strange fragrance, faintly, and at the same time, he was disturbed by many noisy smells in the deep sea, making it difficult to recognize.

"Did you smell something?" Wumeng asked Ferdinand, who moved his nose and frowned: "It seems... the smell of meat?"

Wumeng was stunned. The deep sea was deserted city, and even fire could not be produced. Where did the aroma of meat come from?

Ferdinand's brows became tighter and tighter. In addition to praying for the holy light, his hobby was food, so he had a strong recognition of the taste: "This taste... seems to be the cooking method of those yellow-skinned hybrids,

I remember it was called stewed with pork vermicelli, and it was so sour after adding a lot of vinegar."

"Pork stewed vermicelli? How can there be a pork smell here?"

However, without thinking too much, the faceless man suddenly felt that the body occupied by the spirit was a little out of control. A strong will boiled in his body. His right arm, which had been severely injured before, was lifted up irresistibly, and his five fingers were broken. His palm was cut with five fingers.
Chapter completed!