Unparalleled Crazy Young System

Suddenly Yan Wuhou came to the bottom of the ladder, and she shouted: "Young Master Ye, can you take me a ride!"

Are everyone in Stormwind dumbfounded?

Yan Wuhou even asked Ye Hao to give her a ride despite the sixth heaven just arrived.

This is clearly asking for help.

Yan Wuhou, one of the three great marquis of Stormwind, is begging for help!

Ye Hao heard the voice behind him, because he hadn't climbed too high, he could still hear him. He turned his head and glanced at Yan Wuhou below.

This woman did say a lot of things for them along the way, and answered her doubts.

"If you can keep up, you can." Ye Hao said.

Yan Wuhou's eyes lit up suddenly.

"it is good!"

Yan Wuhou did not set off immediately, but looked at a holy spring next to her. She floated on the holy spring, and then raised her hands high, forming a mist around her, no one could see the scene inside.

Among them, Yan Wuhou had already taken off his clothes and absorbed the power of the holy spring with all his heart.

Three vortices appeared beside her, absorbing the power of the holy spring at an extremely fast speed.

If others were to see this scene, she would definitely think she was crazy.

Absorbing the power of the holy spring at such a fast speed will cause a great burden on itself, and in serious cases, it may even break the meridians, drop the state, and reduce the life span.

But she still gritted her teeth now.

After thirty breaths, Yan Wuhou put on his clothes again, and the surrounding water mist dissipated.

"You guys are cultivating well on this sixth heaven. I'll go first." Yan Wuhou said a few words to his subordinates, and he suddenly jumped up the ladder.

"Yan Wuhou..."

"This this……"

Several people were dumbfounded, and they all looked at Yan Wuhou in a daze.

Yan Wuhou was climbing the ladder with his teeth gritted.

Because what Ye Hao said just now is that if you can follow me, I will take you.

So Ye Hao's own pace never stopped, and now he has reached the thousandth floor.

Now Yan Wuhou must catch up with Ye Hao in a very short time!

Yan Wuhou raised his hands and sacrificed two top-level weapons respectively, and came to bear with himself the pressure from the sixth heaven to the seventh heaven in turn.

One hundred floors

Two top weapons split instantly!

Blood came out from the corner of Yan Wuhou's mouth, and she raised her hands again, offering a shield.

"That's the fire dragon shield! The second holy weapon!" Someone recognized this shield, it turned out to be a second holy weapon.

We must know that so far, the people who climbed the ladder at most have come up with top weapons, and no one has come up with the second holy weapon.

You can find the top weapon if you are gone, but the second holy weapon is not something you can find if you want to find it.

And this fire dragon shield only supported to the 300th floor, and cracks appeared.

Yan Wuhou breathed a sigh of relief, her hands sealed, and finally shouted: "Storm and Flame Spirit God, now!"

A huge blue and red crossed phantom appeared on Yan Wuhou, like a giant.

"Hou Yan Wu actually used this trick!" Someone recognized this trick.

"What's this trick? It's so powerful?" a person asked curiously.

"We have several unique skills in Stormwind City, and this storm flame spirit **** is one of them. It is a dual technique of wind and fire, which can summon a spirit body to bless oneself.

When fighting, his strength was amazing.

Long Wuhou once said that Yan Wuhou, who uses the spirit **** of storm flames, can match him. One can imagine the horror of this trick, but this trick also has obvious side effects.

That is, it will quickly consume one's own energy, essence and blood.

After the use is over, there will be a long period of weakness.

Do you still remember that six years ago, we encountered a warcraft siege in Stormwind. Among them, a six-star legendary phantom type of warcraft suddenly appeared in the city. Stormwind City Lord, Feng Wuhou and Long Wuhou all fought outside the city.

Only Yan Wuhou was there, and Yan Wuhou's combat power was only two-star saint level at that time, and was not at all an opponent of that monster.

In the end, Yan Wuhou could only use this trick to drive away his serious injuries with the momentum of thunder, but after that, Yan Wuhou himself was in retreat for half a year! "When the man talked about these past events, his eyes were full.

"Master Yan Wuhou, I really did my best for this seventh heaven." Several people looked at Yan Wuhou's continuously climbing back.

"Yes. The seventh heaven is an opportunity for our Saint-level powerhouses. If I can have such an opportunity, I will try my best to work hard."

A voice came from behind several people.

Several people turned their heads abruptly and saw the man behind them.

"Mr. Zhao Qingyun!"

The person who appeared was the saint-level powerhouse of Xiaoyao Valley, Zhao Qingyun.

Zhao Qingyun carried his hands on his back and looked at the people in front of him.

"Ye Hao, what kind of person is this person? Why is he so strong? He has this ability at a young age." Zhao Qingyun wondered in his heart.

At this moment, Yan Wuhou had reached the six hundredth floor by relying on his own technique, and the fire dragon shield above his head was no longer able to support and break.

With determination in Yan Wuhou's eyes, she drank all over, and a bead appeared.

"Yuhuozhu!" Stormwind City and others looked at this thing in surprise.

"Your Yan Wuhou really spared it this time. Although Yuhuo Zhu is a secondary holy weapon, for practitioners of the corresponding attribute, it is not less than half of the holy weapon." Zhao Qingyun sighed lightly.

Relying on the spirit **** of storm flames and the imperial fire beads, Yan Wuhou continued to climb at a very fast speed.

According to her method, once her all these things are exhausted, without external help, when she herself bears the pressure of the divine power leading to the seventh heaven.

She will be expelled from the secret realm immediately.

Eight hundred floors, nine hundred floors

Yan Wuhou gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Hao and others who had reached the 1300th floor.

There is still a gap of 400 floors, and we must catch up before the 1,600 floors.

A thousand floors

The phantom of Yan Wuhou's storm flame spirit **** appeared in a trance, as if it would dissipate at any time.

One thousand and one hundred floors.

The soul of the storm and flames dissipated, and Yan Wuhou's knees sank and he slammed heavily on the steps.

Everyone seemed to hear the sound of bone fracture.

Yan Wuhou gritted his teeth and stood up, and the broken bones on his knees began to repair quickly.

Yan Wuhou bit his finger and formed a seal in front of her. Then, blood-colored dragon-shaped patterns appeared all over her body, and at the same time the power of the holy spring that she had absorbed before also appeared.

"Is this the Yanlong Blood Curse?" Zhao Qingyun watched all this Yan Wuhou did with his imaginary eyes: "Yan Wuhou is desperate. You deserve to be a hero of the female middle school."

"Yanlong Blood Curse?" Several people in Stormwind looked at Zhao Qingyun in surprise.

Zhao Qingyun explained: "The Yanlong Blood Curse is an imitation dragon language spell. It should be your Long Wuhou taught her. The effect is to burn the blood, meridians, bone marrow, knowledge of the sea, and any Everything that can burn.

In this way, you can improve your strength in a short time.

Yanlong among the dragon clan used this method to fight to the death.

Yan Wuhou just absorbed the power of the holy spring, right? She did not absorb the power of the holy spring, but accumulated the power of the holy spring to use it as fuel for the Yanlong Blood Curse.

But once the power of the holy spring burned out, then Yan Wuhou would use himself as a guide. "