The Return of the City’s Cultivation

Ye Tian quietly stared at the stray light in the air. Mo Lao left, reminding him of Tang Xue. His heart was very sad. Rarely, he felt a little tired. This tiredness seemed to overwhelm all his strength. He looked like he was bending over as if carrying a big mountain on his back, followed by bursts of dizziness, the sweat from his forehead poured down a glass of water, Ye Tian flexed his knees and knelt down softly. At this time, a The man held him with his hands, "City Lord Ye, are you okay?"

Ye Tianyi saw that Roga, who had recovered his sanity, hugged him, and smiled, "It's okay, I just cast the relationship between the world and the immortal curse."

Peeping the Immortal Curse from the world, the Xuantian Realm's "Death Curse", this curse is obscure and requires extremely high performance. With Ye Tian's current strength, it is still a little laborious, causing great side effects. This curse can allow the obsessive spirit to reach an illusory but real world. In this world, everything is false. Only the emotions before life are true. They see how true the emotions are. The scenery is so beautiful.

Although Roga didn't understand the magic spell, he knew that this spell must have saved him. Although he was occupied by Mo Tuo just now, his soul consciousness looked at everything happening outside as a bystander, right. Everything is well understood.

Luo Jia is a man who knows grace and is grateful to Ye Tian, ​​"City Lord Ye, you are not grateful for your great grace, as long as there is any errand, Luo Jia's life is yours."

Ye Tian waved his hand, "It's not that serious, I just don't have the strength now, and I will recover in a day or two."

Luo Jia mentioned Ye Tian's back, "Ye City Lord, hold tight, I will carry you on my back."

Luo Jia walked to Han Mu with Ye Tian on his back, took a deep look at him, sighed, and the moment he turned his head, his face suddenly became cold, and he said to Huifeng, "My king, let's go."

The group of people crossed Hanmu and seemed to be a little dissatisfied with his attitude, but Hanmu curled his lips disapprovingly at the end, as if he was laughing at them, and didn't take this matter to heart at all. What if Roga is his own savior? Does it need to be as if I owe him all my life? Besides, he saved himself. He didn't do anything, and he also made a name for himself. He was crazy just now. Wouldn't he be braised if he didn't kill?

If Luo Jia knows what he thinks, don't be angry, but Luo Jia is chatting with Fu Yu right now, Fu Yu is next to Luo Jia, "Uncle Luo Jia, Ye Tian is great, right?"

"Awesome, besides admiring Miss Huifeng, I admire your vision."

"That is, you said, Nan Dou Nan, is there a better one than Ye Tian?"

Roga gave a wry smile, but dotingly followed the growing up child, "Uh, there shouldn't be."

"What do you mean?" Fu Yu's tone pretended to be displeased. "It's definitely not! Hmph, these people are embarrassed to cry. If they can compare to Ye Tian's half, no, even if it's only one-third, I will Look at it differently."

Fu Yu looked at Ye Tian on his back with a fanatical gaze unique to the number one die-hard fan, "Not to mention the Nandou clan, even if all the races in the lower realm are counted together, no man can compare with Ye Tian."

Looking at all of this in the back, the cold wood squeaked his teeth, and now he can't wait to rush to Ye Tian's back and stab him.

Fu Yu suddenly pointed the "spearhead" at Ye Tian, ​​"Perhaps you think I was impulsive, even at the beginning, but I don't think so after contacting you... I am willing to pay for you, and I am willing to be yours. Bullying, even if you are a scumbag, I am willing to be exiled by love..."

Ye Tian had been crawling on Luojia's back and pretending to be faint. At this moment, when he heard Fu Yu chanting love poems, he simply tilted his head and completely pretended to be dead.

His life is not long. Most of the people have walked before, and the remaining half has no evil spirits. Not long after, a dark golden light appeared in front of everyone. The light was only about three kilometers, but it gave people a feeling of vastness, floating in the light. In the yellow mist, there is a planet floating in the yellow mist. Yes, it is a planet. The scarlet texture on the surface of the planet is like tiger stripes.

"This is the entrance." Ye Tian couldn't help but lift up even though his body was sore and weak. Behind this was Qing Gao, the most mysterious race in the lower realm. Can he find the answer he needs there?

Roga replied, "It is..." pointing to the planet, "This is the reincarnation gate, and the other part is in the Qinggao clan. In the Qinggao clan, the reincarnation rebirth gate is not like this. It is just reflected on the cycle of rebirth. Another look."

With that said, Huifeng had already jumped into the dark golden light. Luo Jia carried Ye Tian on his back, and his body fluttered. When he stepped on the yellow mist, Ye Tian only felt that his body was suddenly lighter, and the weight had dropped by at least one third. Turning into a feather, I saw that every time Roga took a step, he stepped a few miles or even a dozen miles away. The planet in front of him seemed infinitely far away. I don’t know how long it has passed. Ye Tian felt his body for a moment. As soon as it sank, there was a huge suction force, as if it was in the vortex, the body was uncontrollable, and when he rolled his eyes to see, he had actually reached the sky above the planet. A "black hole" appeared in the planet and began to devour himself. Huifeng and the others, one by one, they dived into the black hole one by one. Just seeing these clearly, Luo Jia was carrying himself, flying into the hole, and suddenly there was pitch black in front of him. Then within a second or two, there was a sound in his ears. It was some kind of The incantation is reminiscent of a sacrifice. The bright light appeared in front of the eyes, and the scenery in the bright light became clear. What you saw was a huge round table with a diameter of more than 100 meters. It was more smooth and round than the white marble, with a large lettering. Occupying the entire round table, this character is not any kind of character in the lower realm. If it is described, it looks like a traditional Chinese character-Yang, but it is more similar to a picture.

Around the round platform, Yingying Chuuchuo stood with many people, about seventy or eighty. Apparently, the Qing Gao clan, all looked up and watched the dozens of people who emerged from the sky and fell to the round platform. These dozens of people are naturally Ye Tian et al.

A group of green and high races were surprised, and a voice rang from inside, "If you come, avoid the Huangquan Terrace, be careful that your soul is fascinated, and enter the yellow spring water in a muddle-headed manner!"

Everyone is a master, shifting their shapes and shadows, and they have turned into flying shadows, falling on the ground. Ye Tian followed Luo Jia. Only then can you see clearly that the white round platform is surrounded by bright yellow ground, on the ground. It has a huge scarlet pattern, like a symbol drawn by cinnabar.

Looking at the Qinggao clan, there is nothing special. It looks like a human being. Ye Tian is shocked. If he is not sure that these people must be the Qinggao clan, he has to wonder if he has encountered the Yanhuang lineage, these people have yellow skin. , Black hair, black eyes, and the things in the bones, the temperament created by culture is the same as Yanhuang.

Ye Tianzheng was puzzled, but found that all the Qing Gao clan had their eyes focused on him. It wasn't that the villagers saw the villagers with tears in his eyes, but he wanted to shoot himself in the back. This kind of hostility made Ye Tian uncertain.