I traveled through time and space, and I exchanged my life for krypton

In the stare of Zhongxiu, the Yunling Tower rose to the ground, and left the green Sea.

These people understand that when this tower goes, I am afraid that they will not turn around for thousands of years.

In the future, the Lvsenhai will be out of the advantage of Yunling Tower, the only seventh -order spiritual veins that remain underground.

Seeing the tower body away, Zhongxiu sighed.

Many signs of discussions spread in Lv Sen City.

"Old Mi, can you pay the deposit in Dongfu?"

The latter is deadly:

"He NN, don't be so anxious to know it a long time ago.

"As soon as the Yunling Tower left, the value of Dongfu had to decline a lot.

"Fortunately, only a little bit of gold was lost, and Wang Daoyou was called miserable. The spirit stone he had saved in his life was thrown into Narong Mansion.

"Now after losing the Yunling Tower, at least 30 % of the loss ..."

The voices of this kind of discussion are continuously spread throughout Lvsen City.

Ordinary monks complained and protested in Dongfu's price decline.

Leaving himself can make such a movement. Wei Zhong can naturally guess one or two as a soul from a different world.

"The movement of the Yunling Tower is a trivial matter. If Kyushu wants to collect the seventh -order spiritual veins and move it to him, it is the real disaster."

Wei Zhong shook his head slightly. Wei Zhong couldn't control these things, and he didn't want to care.

The Yunling Tower passed over Kyushu, and the cities were open channels, which facilitated Wei Zhong to go to the Shagang Demon Realm.

Whether it is the special nature of the Yunling Tower itself, or the Wei Zhong, the monk Wei Zhong, who is in the Lingta, is worthy of respect for the Kyushu people.

If the speed of the Yunling Tower is not too fast, I am afraid that there will be monks to give gifts to leave a little impression in front of Wei Zhong.

The Lingta flew, but a few days spanned half of Kyushu, passing through a slope, near the edge of Kyushu.

Wei Zhong looked at the fast -moving scenery outside the window and nodded:

"With the aura supply of the seventh -order Shangpinlin veins, the flight speed of this Yunling Tower is a lot faster.

"Although it is not better than me, it is much stronger than my seventh -order palace."

Wei Zhong held Yu Jian in his hand and put it on the table.

Rubbing his eyebrows:

"I did not expect that the west line was more complicated than I thought."

Within Yujian, it is the detailed information about Wei Zhong's application on the West Line.

Among them, the Kyushu people of the Acropolis of the West Line also have the description of the enemy demon dragon.

There are many seventh levels, and some of them are blind.

The co -Taoist monk of Kyushu alone, including self -practice, is a dozen of people with the special existence of Lingneng Tower.

Half of Kyushu's high -level combat power is here.

But this is not the most exaggerated. What is important is that these dozen high -level combat power is not a piece of iron plate.

Instead, there are obvious factions.

According to the internal affairs government, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is divided into two factions.

Among them, there are more details.

Hao tribe and civilians, different departments ...

Waiting for complex relationships, it simply made Wei Zhong numb to this.

Wei Zhong, who has always been unwilling to join the power of Zongmen, was very disgusted with these forces. He never wanted to be in this place of Kyushu. These phenomena were more serious.

Wei Zhong sighed:

"Most of the forces recorded in Jade Jane are not very friendly to me."

Among them, Wei Zhong was born, and Wei Zhong also occupied a Lingling Tower to lead everyone dissatisfaction.

"Once, the soldiers come to cover the water from the water. Can the baby still not be remembered? Just be snatched away."

With this state of mind, Yunling Tower continued.

Finally across the world of Kyushu and successfully came to the Shagang demon domain.

After passing a large city all the way, there was a glory approaching immediately.

Wei Zhong stopped the Yunling Tower and looked at the monk through the consciousness.

"I don't know what Daoyou stops the so -called thing?"

With a smile on the side:

"In Su Mu, it's ..."

In some introduction, Wei Zhong realized that the other party was one of the elders of the Ministry of the Ministry of the Ministry of the Interior, but it was the new co -Tao of the Lingnea Tower in the past millennium.

‘No wonder so strange! ‘

Although Wei Zhong had been in Kyushu for thousands of years before, he was infatuated with the technique of luck, and he didn't know much about these senior people.

Therefore, there are not many people who are familiar with, let alone these more than the next layer of refining these hundreds of years ago.

"Thanks to the Yunling Tower developed by Wei Daoyou, there will be no achievements today."

The Yunling Tower helped people break through. Obviously, the person was attracted by the benefit before entering the spiritual system.

"Daoyou can have the achievements of today's achievements, all of which are the blessing of Daoyou, but have nothing to do with the poor ..."

Wei Zhong's words are polite and alienated, obviously unwilling to talk too much with it.

However, the latter seemed to be unaware that he invited Wei Zhong to rest in the city enthusiastically.

Then Wei Zhong was rejected on the grounds of rushing to the front line.

After a while, the other party helplessly watched the Yunling Tower drifting away.

Back to the city, a message passed through the latter and passed to the front line.

"Indifferent attitude, don't you like to make friends?

"This elder Wei is really a hermit in the sky."

The words were inexplicable in the words.

Laughing at the neighbor:

"No matter how high it is, you always have to deal with people.

"Even if the deal is not, the task above must be performed.

"It has been proposed to the Lord below that the No. 1 Lingneng Tower is set for thousands of years in our western line.

"All the distribution will be decided by our elders..."

Hearing this, all the seated people were delighted.

But at this moment, an inappropriate voice sounded:

"Does the Taoist Master agree with what Daoyou Zhou said?"

The speaker immediately attracted everyone's attention. He sat cross-legged in the middle of the field, and his purple robe was particularly conspicuous among the black and white clothes of the group of old men.

The smooth black hair was tied on the top of his head, and there was a hint of sarcasm on his face.

The beautiful face was An Yuxuan, an old acquaintance of Wei Zhong.

Such questioning remarks naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of the cultivator surnamed Zhou.

The old man frowned, and a bit of disgust was squeezed out of his face. He did not look at An Yuxuan, but glanced at the old man sitting beside him:

"Fellow Daoist An, your granddaughter is also..."

Just as he was about to comment, the old man surnamed An interrupted directly:

"It is not your turn, Zhou Liuzi, to comment on my An family.

"And Yuxuan is also in the middle stage of Hedao. It won't take many days for her to enter the late stage of Hedao. She is on the same level as you, or even better, so fellow Daoist.

"Don't always have that old and uncultivated attitude, which makes people disgusted."

The words were fierce, and there was no mercy for the other party.

"You?"

Seeing that the smell of fire was getting stronger, one person couldn't help but interrupt.

"Okay, okay, don't hurt the harmony."

His face was firm, his eyes were full of light, and he was majestic without anger.

But his beard and just the right smile gave everyone present a sense of gentleness.

This man's surname is Guan, and his name is Hong. He is the general in charge of the army on the western front.

He has perfected his cultivation and is one of the cultivators in Jiuzhou who has the greatest hope of reaching the Mahayana stage.

This gathering was the one that brought together all the Hedao cultivators on the western front.

Otherwise, with the attitudes between these factions, they probably wouldn't be able to sit in a hall.

In addition to winning over people, this gathering was also about discussing Wei Zhong, the Hedao cultivator who came from afar.

The original intention was to finalize a set of rules and make room for the latter, but the conversation went off track, and the anger rose. They were about to fight if they disagreed.

"Brother Wei's coming here will greatly strengthen our combat power on the western front. When the other party was in the early stage of Hedao, he tore apart a seventh-level middle-grade demon dragon with his own hands. Now, thousands of years have passed, and I don't know how strong he has become..."

There is no mistake in the poem, the content, the content, the book, and the forum!

The words are both praise for Wei Zhong, and also a secret warning to those with ulterior motives present not to have any bad ideas.

Unfortunately, this attitude did not make these people retreat at all. After all, if they were not suppressed, how could they have a share in the Soul Transport Tower?

The anger in the field was finally eliminated under Guan Hong's guidance, but the discussion about Wei Zhong was increasing.

Suddenly, a message fell, its color was golden, and it came from the order of the Taoist master of Jiuzhou.

"Wei Zhong went to the western front and became Guan Hong's deputy general. He was in charge of the No. 1 and No. 4 Soul Transport Towers, and all dispatches were decided by the latter..."

However, just a few hundred words, it was like a thunderclap in the field.

"Deputy general, this..."

Zhou Chenfeng grabbed his beard, his eyes full of disbelief.

There has always been only one great general, Guan Hong, on the western front. His words were decisive, and all the soldiers on the western front obeyed his orders.

But what is a deputy general? There has never been such a position on the western front battlefield.

Moreover, in the Taoist master's order, the Soul Transport Tower was fully handed over to Wei Zhong.

Not only the No. 1 Soul Transporting Tower brought by the other party, but also the No. 4 Soul Transporting Tower that had been divided up by these Hedaos had to be vacated and given to Wei Zhong.

This power was only second to Guan Hong, and even the several late Hedaos and veteran Hedaos present were far inferior to him.

Noisy discussions arose. These people naturally did not dare to disobey the order of the Dao Master. This conversation was to discuss the response plan.

"What bad luck! Why is it that my family is about to lose this Soul Transporting Tower?"

"If I send this treasure to this Brother Wei, I wonder if I can keep my position?"

"..."

Seeing the panic of the crowd, An Yuxuan's face was even more sarcastic.

Unexpectedly, the An family ancestor beside him suddenly sent a message to him:

"Yuxuan, you are familiar with that fellow Daoist Wei, I wonder if you can ask for a few more places for my An family?"

An Yuxuan frowned slightly, but heard the ancestor add:

"My An family can exchange resources, and the merits accumulated on the western front over the years are not small..."

An Yuxuan couldn't help but interrupted him:

"The ancestor thinks too much, has this fellow Daoist Wei ever given a good face to others over the years.

"My An family's face is not worth mentioning in front of him, the ancestor should wait for this fellow Daoist to come before considering it. "

An Jingchen sighed when he heard this, and when he looked up and saw those people with sad faces, he seemed to be in a better mood.

'My An family is somewhat familiar with them, much better than these people.'

Guan Hong originally wanted to plan a position for Wei Zhong, but unexpectedly, the Taoist master of Jiuzhou directly ordered that there was no need to continue this party.

Interrupting everyone's discussion, Guan Hong said a few polite words and sent the guests away.

A series of escape lights left Lingshang, and then he showed some doubts on his face:

"What kind of person is worthy of the Taoist master's trust?"

He sent a message to ask the Taoist master, but the answer he got made him even more surprised.

Not only did he repeatedly emphasize Wei Zhong's position as a deputy general, but he also allowed him to refer to Wei Zhong's opinions at critical moments.

It seemed that he was going to give part of the position of the general to Wei Zhong.

He put down the communication magic weapon, completely puzzled.

But Guan Hong didn't know that Wei Zhong was born as a casual cultivator. He had encountered many more crises than those who grew up in the Jiuzhou system.

Especially the many events described by Wei Zhong, such as the cross-border invasion of the demons, even the Jiuzhou Taoist Master was shocked.

In Qi Han's eyes, Wei Zhong was a person who had really seen the world and experienced many storms.

What he had experienced might be helpful to the war on the western front of Shagang Demon Territory.

After waiting for several days with doubts, a fish-shaped spiritual tower tore through the clouds and arrived at the front line.

Such a strange tower shape aroused the curiosity of the soldiers on the front line.

"What a strange spiritual tower, is it the newly developed spiritual tower in Jiuzhou?"

But there are always cultivators who are knowledgeable:

"How can it be a spiritual tower? It is clearly Elder Wei's spiritual tower!"

Before he finished speaking, several beams of light flew to the fish-shaped spiritual tower above.

"Finally, Fellow Daoist Wei is here!

"We have prepared a place for the spiritual tower to be stationed for you..."

After that, several people led Wei Zhong to the front line.

Wei Zhong saw a spiritual mountain towering like clouds, surrounded by dense military facilities. He knew that this place was the front line of the front line, where the Zhenxi General Guan Hong was stationed.

Patting the message that had arrived in his hand for a long time, Wei Zhong murmured:

"This General Guan really listened to the words of the Taoist master."

The fish-shaped spiritual tower landed on the mountainside, and Wei Zhong walked out of it, bowed to the cultivators in front of him and said:

"Hello, fellow Daoists!

"Hello, General Guan!"

Wei Zhong was not familiar with the faces of the people, but he could barely call out their names based on the information he had read when he came.

The other party returned the greetings, and Wei Zhong carefully looked at the general Guan.

The condensed aura of his body was extremely rare in the Hedao, only slightly worse than the Yaojin Dragon that Wei Zhong had seen.

He was the person who posed the greatest threat to Wei Zhong.

"Daoyou Wei is new here, I have prepared a small banquet, please..."

Wei Zhong thanked him in return, but changed the topic and moved it to the No. 4 Soul Transporting Tower.

As soon as he said this, Guan Hong was embarrassed.

The other Hedaos behind him also changed their expressions.

However, Wei Zhong knew that this was the order of the Taoist master, and no one could disobey it, so his attitude was very tough.

"Why, could it be that this No. 4 Soul Transporting Tower already has an owner?"

"Of course not, but..."

"Since there isn't one, General Guan might as well take me to see it. I'm here to upgrade the Soul Transporting Tower, and there's no time to delay..."

This was said by Hu Ju. The reason why Wei Zhong wanted to hold the Soul Transporting Tower in his hands was just for Dajin.

One "straw" to absorb luck, how can it be faster than two straws?

With the help of the two towers, Dajin's promotion speed will be increased by at least 50%.