Building B

There are seven walls inside and outside Dingjun City, which are divided into five areas. The outer wall is more than a hundred meters thick, and the inside is like a maze. Building B walks through it as if walking into an underground palace.

Raising your hand and looking upwards, on the arch hole higher than ten feet, there are densely lined up many iron bars with a thickness of more than three or four feet. On both sides of the arch wall, there are many holes hidden, which may be used in battles. Attack the Wu Miao who entered this arch wall.

The ground is covered with grooves, and the smell of grease remains. I thought of using the method of fire attack to deal with those troublesome Gu worms. It can be seen that after so many years of fighting, the monks in Nanzhou have mastered how to deal with the witch seedlings. .

There are monks passing through the arch walls from time to time, and there are also arches along the way. It can be described as a five-step sentinel, and a ten-step post. It is full of murderous air. Every monk’s eyes are unusually sharp, and everyone remains alert. , Because the enemy will suddenly launch an attack without knowing when.

Attacks without warning have occurred too many times in the past few years. Even if they stay in this Dingjun City, they will often encounter attacks. It's just that the situation has changed in the last few hundred years.

The monks of Nanzhou captured the Hundred Ridge Mountains and completely cut off the possibility of a sneak attack by the Wu Clan in the Miao borders. They needed to cross the front line and venture across the Hundred Ridge Mountains before they could attack the three towns under the mountain.

Not to mention that the three cities are solid, and there are millions of monks stationed inside. The Hundred Ridge Mountains are now full of crises. Minghuang Palace has placed numerous prohibitions and enchantments here.

Moreover, the constant forbidden barriers are constantly changing. Only the Nanzhou monks heading to the front can learn how to pass these barriers, and in order to prevent the possibility of leakage, the route is different each time.

Therefore, if you want to venture through the Hundred Ridge Mountains, you will inevitably pay a huge price. After so many years of trial and error by Wu Miao, there are very few people who can cross the Hundred Ridge Mountains from the opposite side.

Wu Miao had no choice but to find another way. However, the Hundred Ridge Mountain Range is huge and surrounded by natural dangers that are difficult to cross. There are even terrifying monsters living in some areas. However, the enemies of the Wu Clan and the Yao Nai for generations will encounter life and death. Beat.

Over time, the witch clan has gradually turned from confrontation to stubbornness, and the palace of Minghuang has grown in strength and began to boldly attack, because only by destroying the witch seedlings can the barbarians in the southwest be completely up and down. Only then can they have a chance to jump To other states, realize the ambition of grand plan dominance.

After passing through the thick arches of the city wall, and finally able to see the sun, Lou Yi had a feeling that he hadn't seen for a long time, feeling the scorching breath of the sun, his heart was warm, but he had forgotten how many times he did not know. Complain that it is too dazzling and too hot.

The inner city is bigger than he thought, with towering stone buildings everywhere, which is incompatible with Baitu City. The streets here are not spacious, but very crowded. The rush of people constantly shuttles through the streets, and you can see people sitting everywhere. The crowd underground.

Some of them are homeless, while others are sitting on the ground to buy and sell, peddling their own adventures, so it is also particularly lively.

The street is very long, extending in all directions connecting all corners of the inner city. Building B saw the stone buildings here, which were built very densely and extremely sturdy. I thought it was to avoid nowhere to hide when Wu Miao came.

There are no mortals here, this is completely a city of monks, but the three religions and nine streams are mixed with fish and dragons, and the population density is too high, so it seems crowded.

Lou Yi walked on the street, frequently attracting everyone's attention. His mid-fit monk was released unscrupulously in order to attract the attention of the controller in this military city.

The three cities are guarded by a cultivator at the peak of the fit period, and they are full of talents. There is no shortage of cultivators here. Even if it is used as cannon fodder, there are plenty of surplus personnel.

This is in sharp contrast with the Wujiang Miao nationality. His every move quickly attracted the attention of those in power here. Lou Yi felt the other party's gaze, but didn't care.

He didn't show anything, and his cultivation base alone didn't seem to be enough to attract the other party's attention. He needed to create something before he could really get the attention, thinking that nights would have many dreams.

I don’t know when the Minghuang Palace will move. He needs to join the latest opportunity to go to the front line to sneak into the Miao territory and find a way to rescue the bereavement. Rescue is one aspect, and more importantly, looking for the bone race. The person, uncover the secret of Xuanming bone armor.

He wandered around the streets recklessly and arbitrarily smashed the oncoming monks away. The opponent was naturally annoyed, but his current image is really too aggressive, and this combination of mid-term cultivation level has also discouraged many people. Can swallow grievances into the stomach.

Lou Yi looked at everyone contemptuously and swaggered toward the destination. The place full of monks naturally had fighters. Nanzhou and Xizhou formed an alliance, and naturally they also introduced the special method of making money by fighting slaves.

There is no fighting time, and the longest thing everyone can do is to become a fighting slave, but there is an essential difference between a fighter and a fighting slave. Most of the fighting slaves are sold by monks as slaves, and after being bought by their employers, they become their exclusive fighters.

Those who could serve as war slaves were mostly desperate death prisoners, and then some monks who had signed a contract to sell their lives. For various reasons, they became war slaves and were forced to fight in the slave arena.

The reason why he knows the existence of the slave fighting field is because when he was arrogant and domineering, someone had cursed him behind his back, so he also knew this place. To say which place is the busiest in Dingjun city, it must be this. It's on the battlefield.

Along the Central Avenue all the way, located in the most central part of the four arch city, there is the existence of the slave fighting field, but this slave fighting field is not built on the ground, but in the air at the junction of the four central arches.

Lou Yi raised his head and looked at the sky. In the center of this huge arch city, there is an obvious prototype platform. You can vaguely see the crowd of people. The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and he muttered to himself, "Just this..."

Dingjun City is forbidden to air, so he is naturally not qualified to fly here. He can only walk up to the arch city on foot like many people. This is also to prevent the monks in the upper area from being affected by the battle.

In order to guard against Wu Miao, Minghuang Palace has racked its brains. The top level is the decision-making level of Dingjun City and the command center of the three rear cities. The sky here seems to have nothing, but Lou Yi is walking in here. At that time, I felt a sense of pressure that made people breathless.

For him who knows the formation method, the sky is far more dangerous than the ground. I am afraid that the Minghuang Palace has constructed a terrible formation method in these three cities to strangle any Wu Miao who dare to attack from the air.

Walking through the long stairs, accompanied by the turbulent crowd, the ears echoed the harsh screams, Lou Yi finally came to the slavery arena as he wished, and a huge circular building appeared in front of him. It is distributed in a circular shape, surrounded by huge squares. On the square, there are many towering buildings and some small ring-shaped buildings with a height of more than a thousand meters.

From time to time, a crowd of people looked up to the sky, Lou Yi also looked up, only to see the scene above the scene, at the moment there is a scene playing, Lou Yi was very interested in this, he was the first time he saw such a magical scene.

In the picture, two monks are fighting fiercely, and various spells are frequently appearing. He carefully pondered the formation of this sky curtain. In the end, he guessed that this may be some kind of magical power of heavenly vision, which was condensed into the picture through the monks' true energy. Dropped into the sky.

He couldn't help sighing that there are no wonders in the world. At this time, Lou Yi noticed that many people were observing themselves in secret, and they seemed to estimate their own strength. These should be the fighting officials of those network fighters.

The so-called fighters are actually divided into two types, one is dedicated to digging fighters for those rich town powers, and the other is a fighter alliance formed by the cultivators who were fighters themselves.

To put it bluntly, some people who can no longer become fighters, discover some potential fighters, to inherit their combat experience, in order to make profits for these people.

When someone came to him, Lou Yi glanced at him. This person is about forty or fifty years old, with one arm missing, and a strong suffocation radiating from his body. At first glance, he knows that he has experienced battles. Good hand.

"What do you call your brother?" the man said.

"Get out, don't get in the way!" Lou Yi shouted thickly.

The man was stunned for a moment. Obviously he didn't expect that Lou Yi would have this attitude. He suppressed his anger and said again, "Brother, don't be so angry, I'm the fighting officer. I want to ask if my brother is willing to follow me."

"Huh! You **** is also worthy of recruiting fighters? Get out of my sight in one breath, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite!" Lou Yi stared and threatened.

"You...huh! Okay, you wait!" The man dropped a threatening word and disappeared from Lou B's vision at a very fast speed. A person who hadn't been in the conjoined stage actually wanted to dig He, Lou Yi smiled bitterly in his heart and shook his head.

His attitude also discouraged those fighting officials who wanted to try their luck. At this time, the city lord of Dingjun City, who was always staring at him, said to the person beside him, "This guy is very arrogant, but I like it!"

"Yes, yes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ City Lord, you have always looked forward and have a unique vision!" the man flattered.

Liu Tang, the lord of Dingjun City, has experienced many battles and rich experience. With his bravery, he has climbed to this position step by step. He is most proud of his wisdom eyes and beads, which has also accumulated a lot of wealth for him. .

There are hundreds of fighters under his hand, but not a single fighter, because he is confident that no one is better than him. Unless Dingjuncheng is dangerous, he is the most leisurely one in Dingjuncheng.

As soon as Lou Yi stepped into Dingjun City, he focused on this person. Although the cultivation base of the middle stage of the fit was important, what he liked was the fierceness in Lou Yi's eyes and the defiant character.

There is only one reason for being arrogant, and that is that he is high-tech and bold. Of course, it does not rule out that he has a relatively hard backstage. However, if there is a backstage to enter Dingjun City, I am afraid that he will go straight to his city lord’s mansion. Run to the slave field.

Lou Yi successfully attracted the other party's attention. The next thing to do is to let the other party take the initiative to recruit himself so as to have a chance to go to the front line. The corner of his mouth turned up slightly, and he stepped into the slave arena closest to him.