MTL - I Have a City in a Different World-v2 Chapter 130 Huaying Chongcheng

Following the path in memory, the controlled Leiyun Daoist moved forward quickly, and soon entered the core hinterland.

There are strange things all over the place, and scenery everywhere.

If you know the situation of the building, you will know that it is divided into three layers, and the closer you are to the core area, the stronger the spiritual energy.

The high-level characters in the building city all live in the core area, and they are not allowed to approach without permission.

The information about these information comes from the memory of Leiyun Renren, which is very consistent with the imagined situation.

The sect organizations in the cultivation world are strictly classified, and the higher the level, the better the resources they can enjoy.

Loucheng comes from the upper realm, and it will only intensify.

From this, it can be determined that the outside world is not credible to boast, after all, they are still the same raccoon dog.

The remote-controlled white-haired cultivator could not help but sneer, and his heart was full of contempt.

Contempt stems from jealousy and unwillingness, and the envy is as deep as the hatred is.

I am envious, and wish I could replace it with a body.

As long as this operation is successful and the token is obtained, he will also become the object of contempt.

It feels really good to think about it.

"Hee hee hee...hehehe~hahaha~"

In the deep night, there was a sudden burst of laughter, which made people feel creepy.

At the same time, Leiyun Zhenren had arrived at the destination, in front of an ordinary building surrounded by a double-storeyed city.

Compared with the gorgeous buildings, the buildings in front of them are a little shabby, and even faintly out of place.

But that's what makes it more extraordinary.

A small one is hidden in the mountains, a big one is hidden in the city, and it is absolutely impossible to be a mortal if you can have a space exclusive to this side in a prosperous city.

It is very likely that the token that you want to break through is in it.

Real Man Leiyun stopped, his eyes fixed on the courtyard in front of him, his eyes full of greed and madness.

The eyes and the body seemed so out of tune.

"Activate it, break the forbidden ring!"

He suddenly formed a seal on his hands, chanted words in his mouth, and the surrounding spiritual energy gathered frantically.

His eyes became blood red, and his abdomen bulged high, as if something was about to break free.

An even more terrifying scene happened. The real person Leiyun's qi and blood went retrograde, and all of them gathered in the abdomen, and they were all absorbed by that unknown item.

The real Leiyun, who was in a state of lost soul, finally came back to his senses at this moment, showing an expression of shock and anger.

"Bastard, I am the hero, why do you do this to me!"

He let out an unwilling roar, never dreaming that he would pay such a return for his loyalty.

"Jie Jie Jie, this old man knows that you are a hero, and he will definitely remember you in my heart. Isn't this a supreme honor!"

The crazy voice came, not just the white-haired cultivator, but him and the face in the palm of his hand.

It seems that at this moment, they have become one.

"This deity's avenue of longevity is worthy of your sacrifice!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Along with the shocking laughter, the abdomen of Leiyun Zhenren suddenly burst open, and a golden ring appeared.

Immortal Leiyun's breath instantly became sluggish and bleak, and the fire of life could be extinguished at any time.

The strange golden ring expanded rapidly, a dark void appeared in the middle, and a white shadow suddenly rushed out.

It was the white-haired cultivator who used the strange metal ring to successfully break through the defensive barrier of the building.

The difference is that at this moment, his image has changed, with white hair flying and fluttering, dark skin and blood red eyes, just like a ferocious ghost.

The moment he appeared, he went straight to the house in front of him, as fast as lightning.

As the core hinterland of Loucheng, the environment here is bound to be dangerous, and the white-haired cultivator did not dare to waste a little time.

Find the target person, grab the token, and then leave quickly.

You must leave the Northern Xinjiang camp and escape far away from now on, otherwise you will not only be hunted down by Loucheng, but also the True Monarch Huaying in Northern Xinjiang will **** it away.

Just approaching the gate of the courtyard, a vision suddenly occurred.

The surrounding scenery changed, and the originally peaceful and quiet courtyard was directly transformed into a fortified city.

It gives people a feeling that this city is impregnable and impossible to break through.

"Damn, what happened?"

The white-haired monk roared, with a bad premonition in his heart.

The shock was fleeting, but his expression became more and more hideous, and he slammed into the courtyard gate viciously.

"Today, no matter who it is, it is impossible to stop this old man, it is an undying hatred to cut off my longevity!

Open for me, open for me! "

With a roar, a giant statue formed behind him. It was a ghost king with white robes and white hair, and his appearance looked extremely ferocious.

The left hand of the ghost king's law has also mutated. The whole arm is like a ferocious python, but the tail is like a big hand.

The head of the arm monster is also a head, and it is a cultivator with a thin face.

However, his expression was even more ferocious and terrifying, like a man-eating demon.

The dharma is condensed, the two heads roar at the same time, and the strange breath is stronger by three points.

"Broken!"

The two heads roared loudly, like mad bulls, slamming into the gate of the yard viciously.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the ground shook and the mountains shook.

This white-haired cultivator turned out to be a powerhouse with a complete infant transformation, and the attack power that burst out with all his strength was terrifying.

Even a mountain can be shattered by a single blow.

However, the thin courtyard gate did not seem to be affected in any way, it only trembled slightly, and then it returned to normal.

Seeing this, the white-haired cultivator became more and more crazy.

"Damn bastard, despicable coward, so well-defended, are you afraid of being killed.

You should be afraid, if you want to plunder the luck of the lower realm, you must suffer the robbery.

The old man is your calamity, and you are the luck of the old man. Sooner or later, what should come will come, and what should go will go sooner or later!

Hand over the token, the old man will leave now, otherwise everyone will fight to death! "

At this moment, the white-haired cultivator became more and more ferocious, but there was still a trace of reason.

In the process of storming, he is still trying to negotiate, hoping that Loucheng can take the initiative to hand over the breakthrough token.

Once the negotiation is successful, the fight can be avoided, and the city can be successfully escaped.

The previous violent attack was actually deliberate, to show his bravery to Loucheng.

If Loucheng is afraid and willing to settle down, the purpose of this trip will be successfully achieved.

However, he is also very clear that the probability of success is not very high. Although the cultivators of the upper realm are limited by the rules, their strength will not exceed the consummation of the infant, but their methods are more powerful.

And in their hands, they have a more powerful magic weapon, and they can even connect with the upper realm for a period of time.

If the two sides fought recklessly, only the white-haired cultivator would suffer.

However, these upper realm monks are even more cunning and cherish their lives, and are not willing to fight to the death at all.

There is a certain possibility, willing to go bankrupt and avoid disaster.

After the threat was issued, there was no response. Obviously, Loucheng was not willing to compromise.

"Bastard, don't force me!"

The white-haired monk became more and more irritable, and the negotiation plan was unsuccessful, so there was only one way to go.

But his chances of winning are not great, and he can't delay for too long, otherwise the situation will inevitably become more and more difficult.

"Don't force me, or the old man will die with you!"

The expression of the white-haired cultivator became more and more distorted. If he could not get the token of breaking the boundary, his final fate would be inevitable.

Therefore, when Loucheng revealed the teleportation formation and other Infant Transformation True Monarchs were watching, he was the only one who could not wait to act.

There is only one truth, that is, his time is short, and he can only be forced to choose to take risks.