The strongest god of war system

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The most important thing in the world is family love. Without parents, where would you be?

The young man surnamed Wu cried so sadly that he stirred up the family affection deep in Lei Ming's heart. He couldn't help but think of his parents: "After the sect competition, I must return to the secular world and spend a long time with my parents."

Come back again." Lei Ming thought to himself, but he heard a low sob and turned around to see it was Huo Ling'er.

That delicate little face was now full of pear blossoms. It must have been this scene that reminded her of her own experience. Lei Ming couldn't help but hold her in his arms. His strong arms were like a harbor, giving Huo Ling'er a place to stay in her heart.

The place.

"I will never let anyone bully you again!" Lei Ming said solemnly. Huo Ling'er raised his head, stared at Lei Ming with his red eyes, and nodded fiercely.[

A man's promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold!

The crying voice of the boy named Wu gradually became lower. He turned his head while kneeling on the ground, his immature face covered with tears. He walked to Lei Ming and others and knelt down with a plop.

"You saved Wushi and brought the bodies of Wushi's parents back safely. From now on, Wushi's life belongs to his benefactor!" The child named Wushi didn't wait for thunder to stop him.

Then he kowtowed three times to him.

Lei Ming smiled bitterly, shook his head and helped him up: "Okay, what you said is a bit serious. I am not saving you to ask you to serve me. You can go back to your home and I will not interfere with you.

free."

Unexpectedly, Wu Shi shook his head firmly after hearing this: "I no longer have any relatives in my family. In order to compete with the Golden Blade Sect and win the sect competition this time, all members of our Feiying Sect mobilized.

Who would have thought that on the way, those despicable guys would first use a poison to neutralize half of our spiritual power, and then kill them all!"

After hearing these words, Lei Ming couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Anyone who uses poison is despicable, right? He is an aboveboard person, but there is nothing he can do about it. Some poisons may be of great use to warriors of the same level, but for those who are higher than Lei Ming,

The uses of the spirit-quenching realm at this level are much smaller, and only the seven-color poison can pose a threat to it.

"What will you get if you win the sect competition? Why do so many sects go to Qiankun Mountain to participate in the competition?" Lei Ming asked, what kind of rewards does this competition have to attract so many sects? It even includes the demon clan?

Wu Shi explained the rewards of these competitions in detail. After speaking, Lei Ming understood that this reward cannot be called a reward, but should be said to divide the martial world.

Every hundred years in the martial arts sect competition, as long as the winning sect wins, it will obtain the affiliated city of the losing sect, which will last for a hundred years. Unless the sect is destroyed within this hundred years, otherwise these cities will belong to its sect until the next year.

world competition.

You must know that warriors also need money, such as some magic weapons and the like. There are not only warriors in a sect, but also some mortals to serve them. Where do these warriors get their food and expenses? It is from these cities.

Moreover, once the city is decided, if other sects try to rob it without destroying the sect in this city, they will be destroyed by the eight super sects. In the past few years, no sect has violated this point.

And I heard that those who can enter the eight super sects will have a mysterious opportunity waiting for them.

Lei Ming finally understood. Even if you don't want to participate in this sect competition, you have to participate. Otherwise, the city owned by a sect will be illegal and not recognized by the martial arts world, and any sect can rob it.

Lei Ming couldn't help but smile bitterly, but he was worried about his Wanxiang Palace. There was no shortage of masters in his sect, but what he lacked were those ordinary disciples. Otherwise, even if he defeated the enemy sects, there would be no garrison.

Looking at Wu Shi who was still angry, Lei Ming said: "I am the palace master of Wanxiang Palace. If you want to follow me, you need to enter my Wanxiang Palace as a disciple. I don't know what you want?"

Wu Shi didn't even blink, and knelt on the ground directly: "See the Palace Master!"

Lei Ming patted his forehead. This guy didn't have any thoughtfulness at all. He was so straightforward. Who knows that joining a sect requires a lot of consideration?

However, this can be regarded as his first disciple in the Vientiane Palace, and Wu Shi's talent is not bad. He has already entered the intermediate realm of Soul Tempering at a young age, and he is considered extremely talented.

After saying this, Lei Ming and Huo Ling'er sat cross-legged on the ground and started practicing, while Wu Shi sat beside the corpses of his parents, quietly looking at the two deceased relatives.[

The night passed quietly, and in the early morning of the next day, Wu Shi knelt on the ground in front of a raised mound: "Father, mother, Shi'er will definitely give you success, and he will definitely become famous in this martial arts world in the future!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Shi stood up and headed to Qiankun Sacred Mountain with Lei Ming and others.

In the past, two people and one wolf became three people and one wolf, and there was also the first disciple in the Wanxiang Palace. Of course, this disciple was not Lei Ming's disciple, he just entered his Wanxiang Palace.

The combination of three people and one wolf is very strange. Lei Ming and Huo Ling'er flirted with each other along the way, and their relationship grew day by day. Wushi had a cold face and talked all the way, but Yue Lang seemed to have found a fun thing to do.

I don’t know whether it’s intentional or just chatting, but it just likes to make jokes with Wushi, and the more Wushi ignores it, the more it clings to Wushi.

We are getting closer and closer to the Qiankun Sacred Mountain, and there are more and more people. From time to time, we can see a lot of people on the road, heading towards the Qiankun Sacred Mountain in the dust. Lei Ming and the others finally feel the feeling of this century-old journey.

How much trouble has the martial arts competition caused?

On this day, the weather was gloomy, as if it was going to rain, which made people feel very dull. Lei Ming and the others were walking on the road, but they were having fun. Lei Ming and Huo Ling'er were playing around, and Yue Lang was chattering to Wushi.

Talk.

There are also many people around, all of them are from sects heading to Qiankun Sacred Mountain, but Lei Ming has some doubts. With so many people, can Qiankun Sacred Mountain be able to hold it?

At this moment, suddenly a group of black-armored warriors rode forward slowly on tall horses. They could vaguely see a luxurious carriage pulling behind them. Several people from the sects on the roadside saw it and hurriedly hid with fear and envy on their faces.

aside.

Lei Ming and the others seemed not to notice, and were still joking and joking in the middle of the road.

Seeing this, the team of black-armored warriors couldn't help but pull their horses, and frowned as they looked at Lei Ming who was still fighting.

"Step aside."

A gloomy voice sounded from among the black-armored warriors, and a man stepped out. This man seemed to be the leader of the team.

Lei Ming's commanding words made him feel unhappy for a while. He looked at the group of black-armored warriors and was shocked. This group of warriors were all warriors at the peak of Soul Tempering, and the leader was a strong mid-level Soul Tempering warrior.

Or, who is sitting in the carriage behind?

Seeing that Lei Ming didn't say anything, the leader couldn't help raising his spear and shouted: "If you don't give in within three breaths, you will die!"