No one knows where Zhang Ziliang got so much information.
No one knows what he is planning.
Including Li Xinghe.
What is hidden under this cold face.
...
On the other side, the wasteland battlefield.
Under Li Xinghe's pressure, everyone kept retreating and gritted their teeth.
"Breaking the blockade and running separately is the only way to survive!"
The middle-aged man on the throne gritted his teeth and roared. At this time, the throne under his feet was covered with dense cracks, and it looked as if it would break at any time.
"Come together and die together!"
The middle-aged man in golden armor looked at the group of monks with threats in his eyes. After all, these old guys were notoriously hypocritical.
In this case, if the people are not united, no one can escape.
Obviously, the group of old monks were also aware of this situation. They all gathered together and attacked crazily somewhere in the space blockade.
Several of them stood up and resisted Li Xinghe's steps.
but...
too fast!
In Li Xinghe's current state, the speed at which he killed these guys was simply terrifying.
Corpses fell from mid-air.
The space was shaking, and everyone was attacking the seal like crazy. Li Xinghe took advantage of this rare opportunity to continue the massacre.
finally...
The seal was broken.
However, there were only less than ten people left in the field, covered in blood and looking extremely embarrassed.
The moment the seal was broken, everyone used up all their cards and fled frantically.
Li Xinghe stood there, motionless, and did not chase him. He didn't know what he was thinking, and he exuded a domineering aura.
The tombkeeper who had been standing in the corner glanced at Li Xinghe, and his old voice sounded in the air: "Don't forget our agreement."
As the voice fell, his figure gradually disappeared into the air.
Li Xinghe, who looked majestic and exuded unparalleled domineering power, turned pale instantly after the tombkeeper left, spit out a mouthful of blood, and staggered down from the sky.
The figure in green clothes broke away from his body, floated in the air and glanced at him from a distance. The book in his hand closed and floated to Li Xinghe's head.
And the figure turned into streaks of green light and disappeared in mid-air.
"My old bones are long gone."
Li Xinghe smiled bitterly, his figure became even more unstable, and his originally delicate skin grew old at a speed visible to the naked eye, like withered tree bark.
Pulling out a spare walking stick from the void, Li Xinghe turned around and glanced at the secret realm that attracted everyone. Without any nostalgia, he slowly disappeared into the wasteland.
Two hours later.
Li Xinghe's figure appeared at the gate of Shangjing City. His clothes were ragged and his face looked bloodless. He stood at the gate and squirted three mouthfuls of old blood. Then, with the help of everyone, he returned to Tianzhu.
For a time, countless spies reported back.
As for how much is true and how much is false...
unknown.
But at least for a long time in the future, no one will dare to underestimate the Tian Group.
No one dared to provoke Li Xinghe.
Even if one day news of Li Xinghe's death really comes, they will probably have to carefully consider whether there is a conspiracy.
If there is...
How many of them are going to be tricked to death?
Li Xinghe's reputation spread to all the forces in the wasteland in just one day.
And everyone left a affectionate name for him.
Lao Yin than.
Even the Tian group was labeled as a madman. In their view, this was an old madman leading a group of young madmen.
But the amazing thing is...
When Li Xinghe attracted everyone's attention, Zhang Ziliang faded out of everyone's sight, acting more and more low-key, and even stopped issuing any orders within the Tian group.
Wang Ye had no idea about this.
on the contrary...
At this time, he is still going on a tense and exciting adventure.
Comparing his current baggage, it can be said that he has achieved a lot of achievements. Every additional gain now is a huge profit.
It's like spending five hundred dollars on a stack of scratch-off tickets.
After the first one wins the grand prize of 500 yuan, the rest...
It's all about the joy of eliminating stress.
If you scratch it, you will earn it.
Although crude, it is easy to understand.
When Wang Ye followed the map and found his way to the vicinity of Xiao'an Temple, he felt more confident when he looked at the buildings not far away.
Because this temple is exactly the same as the Xiaoan Temple in the wasteland, whether in style, plaque, door, size...
It's like a replica of the Xiao'an Temple.
The only difference is that the one in the wasteland looks particularly old and dusty because no one has cleaned it for a long time.
But this one looks much neater.
Especially the plaque, the faint energy emanating from it made Wang Ye's heart throb.
Including Xiao Wu, who also looked at the plaque intently.
This plaque is a perfect match for Xiao Wu's ability.
With its blessing, Xiao Wu's space system abilities have become much stronger.
"Brother, have you picked it?"
Xiao Wu looked at Wang Ye with a heart-beating expression and whispered.
Wang Ye shook his head: "There's no rush. Let's go for a walk first and pick them on the way out. Anyway, they will be ours sooner or later, so we can just keep them."
Xiao Wu nodded heavily, with a wise expression on his face.
At this time, a bell sounded again from the temple at the top of the mountain.
But this voice was full of mourning.
One by one, the monks emerged from their respective temples and gathered towards the top of the mountain.
For a time, the surrounding defenses became more relaxed.
certainly...
The mountain has also become more difficult to walk.
Fortunately, Wang Ye's goal this time was not on that mountain. This change is undoubtedly full of surprises.
Moreover, if the defense in the city is lax, my backup plan may really come in handy.
Wang Ye's eyes flickered, obviously thinking about something.
Looking at Wang Ye's expression, Xiao Wu couldn't help but shudder. It was estimated that... someone was going to be unlucky again.
"Let's go into the temple!"
"Look at the difference between this Xiao'an Temple and the one in the wasteland."
"Hopefully it's a big treasure trove!"
Wang Ye opened the wooden door of Xiao'an Temple with sincere prayers.
Entering, an old tree is planted in the courtyard.
It’s the same as the one in the wasteland!
The only difference is that this tree lacks many corpses and lacks some charm.
