The purple sword light was still struggling in Wu Jin's palm.
Sparks flew everywhere, and the sword light flicked from head to tail, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
The girl in ragged clothes looked at Wu Jin blankly, and a group of young men and women looked at Wu Jin blankly.
Wu Jin tried his best to relax his knotted facial muscles and smiled what he thought was a gentle smile.
A scream came, and the two girls with the least courage raised their hands at the same time, and a large rain of light exploded like fireworks. A silver lock and a gold hairpin melted into light and flew out at the same time. The silver lock hit the witch. The golden face gate, the golden hairpin piercing his left eye.
Wu Jin sighed.
That's it again.
It's a pity that there is no mirror, otherwise he would like to see if he is really scary now
The silver lock hit Wu Jin's nose bones hard. His nose bones didn't move at all, but his skin and flesh trembled twice like water waves.
The golden hairpin that stabbed at Wu Jin accurately hit his left eye.
Wu Jin blinked subconsciously, and the golden hairpin pierced Wu Jin's eyeball. There was a crisp sound, and the golden hairpin splashed a few sparks. Wu Jin's eyeball was not damaged at all, but his eyelids were pressed down, and the upper and lower eyelids flickered. Press and hear a crisp sound.
The eyelids were like guillotines, and the golden hairpin was cut into two sections.
The two girls were stunned.
The girl who released the silver lock hurriedly recalled her baby, feeling so heartbroken that she kept stroking it with her hands.
The body of the girl with the golden hairpin swayed, and two lines of blood seeped out from her nostrils, dripping onto the ground.
Wu Jin looked at the two golden hairpins that fell to the ground with a bit of embarrassment, and spread his hands helplessly: "Sorry, I didn't mean to... Well, when a bug flies in front of your eyes, you always have to blink, right?"
After laughing dryly for a few times, Wu Jin said in a deep voice, "I just want to ask, do you know the way to the ruins of Kunlun?"
The two groups of young men and women looked at each other. The two groups, which were at war with each other at any time, suddenly turned inward and quickly gathered into a group. Two young men with obviously the highest status came forward and looked at Wu Jin with gritted teeth and slightly trembling legs.
"My descendants, Xun Mo of the Xun clan in the Sanhe Region... Xun You, the head of the Xun clan in the Sanhe Region, is my great-grandfather." A young man with a straight body and a dragon-like temperament gritted his teeth and told Wu Jin about his origins.
"I am Bai Wushuang. Bai Zhan, the Lord of Wu'an City in Wu'an Region, is my grandfather." Another young man who was slightly shorter but much stronger and had the aura of battlefield killing lingering around him also reported his origin.
Wu Jin looked at Xun Mo, then at Bai Wushuang, and shook his head: "The problem is, I haven't heard of it... I haven't heard of the Sanhe Region, the Wu'an Region. I am Wu Jin, and I want to know about Kunlun How to get around the ruins...don't you know?"
Wu Jin frowned, and the smile on his big face faded.
When he wasn't frowning, he was already terrifying with a smile on his face.
He frowned, and the wrinkled muscles on his face squirmed, suddenly turning into something even more ferocious than the sword on his shield. During these days, the murderous aura he had developed through hundreds of battles and fights in the Wa clan's ancestral land could not help but spread.
The evil spirit surged and turned into a strong wind that enveloped a group of young men and women.
Several girls groaned, and were unsteady on their feet due to the evil spirit. They stepped backwards with pale faces. Two more girls swayed and fell to the ground in embarrassment.
Those young men were slightly better. They had the courage to participate in the trial of the Wa tribe's ancestral land where the death rate was extremely high. They were all determined people. Faced with Wu Jin's unconscious aura, they stood up straight despite their hearts pounding.
"This guy must be a monster that has been bred for many years in the ancestral land of the Wa tribe... not a human being." Bai Wushuang shouted sternly: "His strength is unpredictable, the only way is to fight to the death!"
With a loud roar, Bai Wushuang drew the sword from his waist.
Wearing heavy armor, he strode forward and charged towards Wu Jin, who was more than seven times his height.
A cloud of white evil energy emerged behind Bai Wushuang. Bai Wushuang roared loudly, and the long sword turned into a stream of light and stabbed Wu Jin's ankle. Behind him, the head of a white tiger loomed faintly in the white air.
Wu Jin raised the square wooden shield in his left hand and struck it hard in front of him.
The wooden shield was like a city wall, blocking Bai Wushuang.
Bai Wushuang's whole body energy and energy and the sword in his hand were integrated into one, and the sword and man turned into a stream of light and stabbed towards him. The sword light was sharp and violent, striking hard on Damishu's wooden shield.
There was a loud noise, and the sword broke. Bai Wushuang hit the wooden shield and bounced back like a ball.
His arms were broken into seven or eight pieces by the impact on the shield. He used too much force and charged too fast, vomiting blood. He fainted from the pain before he even landed in mid-air.
Xun Mo stared blankly at Bai Wushuang, who bounced back and landed heavily at his feet, and suddenly laughed: "I said, you are a brainless fool... You, the Bai family of Wu'an City, are on your own territory. If you act tyrannically and leave Wu'an Territory, you will definitely suffer."
By mocking Bai Wushuang, he managed to suppress the fear and tension caused by Wu Jin's evil spirit. Xun Mo took a deep breath and bowed to Wu Jin: "Wu Jin... senior..."
"I'm still young, I'm not necessarily much older than you." Wu Jin frowned, and his face became more and more ugly: "I don't dare to take the word senior. I just want to ask, do you know how to get to the ruins of Kunlun? I don't know. Just don’t waste my time.”
Wu Jin was a little impatient.
Is there something wrong with each of these men and women
He yelled to kill someone when they met, and he also used a sword to attack him? And hit yourself with a silver lock? Still pricking yourself with a gold hairpin
Aren't you just asking for directions
Why are you doing so many tricks
Especially this Bai Wushuang, he thought he had done something to him. But this guy was stupid enough to bump into his own shield. Can he blame himself
Wu Jin was impatient, so the blood flowing all over his body became faster and faster. His body was now more than ten meters high, and the blood in his body was surging like a big river. When the blood surged, there was a faint sound of thunder in his body.
The surrounding earth shook inexplicably.
Even the surrounding gravity field fluctuated with Wu Jin's mood, becoming irritable and restless.
A dark cloud appeared above him for no reason, and there were constant chissing sounds in the dark clouds. At first, there were just tiny flashes of lightning, but soon there were long strips of blue lightning that kept rolling, and the sound of thunder shook the surrounding areas.
So powerful...
Xun Mo felt despair in his heart.
He looked down on Bai Wushuang's recklessness and bellicosity, but as a scholar, he had too many twists and turns in his mind.
In Xun Mo's hands, there happened to be just a few clues leading to the legendary ruins of Kunlun... However, the ruins of Kunlun were said to contain extremely precious artifacts and magical medicines. This clue was too precious and he was reluctant to take it out.
So, he hesitated.
He was wondering whether Wu Jin knew that he knew this clue and came to him specifically, or did he really and simply find him to ask for directions
Soon, Xun Mo dismissed the possibility that everything was a coincidence.
how can that be possible? The Wa Clan's ancestral land is vast and boundless. Every time the Wa Clan opens a sacrificial ceremony, many people are sent in to explore the Wa Clan's ancestral land. Many big families will also regard the opening of the Wa Clan's ancestral land as a large-scale trial opportunity for their children...
However, the number of trialists sent in each time was still too few compared to the huge ancestral land of the Wa clan.
In the ancestral land of the Wa people, it is normal not to encounter a living person for three to five months.
A man suddenly appeared and asked how to get to the Kunlun ruins. This was abnormal no matter how you looked at it.
Xun Mo hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, and sneered at Wu Jin: "Senior Wu Jin... you know, I, Xun, am not someone to be trifled with. What I, Xun, are best at is divination. If you dare to attack our Xun clan members, no matter what you..."
Wu Jin looked at Xun Mo who looked proud, opened his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of saliva.
Like a waterfall, a mouthful of saliva spurted out, causing Xun Mo to whimper and roll over a dozen times on the ground.
Xun Mo, who was all wet, screamed strangely. He jumped up with saliva all over his body, pointed at Wu Jin and said angrily: "Shi Ke can not be killed... Wu Jin, you have gone too far!"
Wu Jin looked at Xun Mo without knowing why.
This guy...has something wrong with his brain.
Standing up slowly, Wu Jinweng said angrily: "Since you..."
Xun Mo's brain reacted very quickly. He didn't wait for Wu Jin to finish what he said, and then added what he thought: "Since we refuse to tell the clues about the road to the ruins of Kunlun, are you going to kill people? Haha? , I can tell you clearly that I, Xun Mo, do know some clues about the ruins of Kunlun... But, why should I tell you?"
Xun Mo held his head high and held his hands behind his back, showing a mighty and unyielding look.
"The sages have said that wealth cannot be corrupted, and power cannot be subdued. This is called a true man... Xun Mo is not talented, but he is also somewhat arrogant. Don't even think about using violence to get any news from me."
Wu Jin was ready to leave with his shield and axe.
After hearing Xun Mo's words, Wu Jin, who had already gathered strength in his legs and was about to jump away, squatted down again.
Staring straight at Xun Mo, Wu Jin grinned: "Actually, I really don't know, you know how to get to the Kunlun ruins... After all, the ancestral land of the Wa tribe is so big, I don't expect to be able to touch it. To someone who knows the route.”
"Hey, tell me, is this my good luck or your bad luck?" Wu Jin smiled cheerfully.
Just then a strong wind blew.
Xun Mo was messy in the strong wind. He looked at Wu Jin blankly: "You don't know that I know?"
Wu Jin looked at Xun Mo honestly and smiled: "I really didn't know you knew."
Several companions around Xun Mo looked at Xun Mo at the same time, looking at him like an idiot.
The young men and women around Bai Wushuang who had just confronted Xun Mo laughed sarcastically at the same time.
The two sides had old grudges, so after meeting in the ancestral land of the Wa tribe, Bai Wushuang took his companions to find Xun Mo and his group, preparing to settle some old grudges here.
Seeing Xun Mo making a fool of himself, a young man among Bai Wushuang's companions stood up: "Master Wu Jin, we and Xun Mo are not the same group. We came to the ancestral land of the Wa tribe to collect as many rare metals as possible. The ore is used to cast the killer weapons... We have no extravagant hopes for the ruins of Kunlun."
Wu Jin understood what this young man meant.
He took out a handful of high-grade rare grass from the huge beast-faced belt and threw it on Bai Wushuang.
"Let's go... There is no grievance, it was just a misunderstanding before. Take Bai Wushuang and leave. He is seriously injured. These Yuancao can cure him." Wu Jin waved his hand generously: "Give me more Yes, even if it is a gift from me to you, anyway, I have dug up a lot of these bark grass roots and the like these days."
Bai Wushuang's companions looked at the Yuancao thrown out by Wu Jin, and their eyes almost erupted with green light.
What kind of luck does this have to be to collect so many top-grade herbs
The Yuancao thrown out by Wu Jin was almost all first- and second-grade top-quality goods, especially those that were extremely hot, and were at least a thousand years old.
Compared with these top-quality Yuancao, Bai Wushuang's broken arm and the broken sword were really worth nothing.
Bai Wushuang's friends quickly separated from Xun Mo and his group. They picked up the unconscious Bai Wushuang, picked up the Yuancao, and prepared to leave.
"Boys over there, that's you, stop for me."
An extremely arrogant and arrogant hoarse voice came from afar.
What followed was a flash of fire as thick as a wrist. The golden-red fire roared with terrifying heat. It scraped dangerously across the toes of the young man holding Bai Wushuang, and cut a path on the ground. It was a thousand feet long, half a foot wide, and had extremely deep cracks.
The temperature of the surrounding air rose sharply. The power contained in this fire was so strong that the sand on both sides of the crack was burned and melted into a glassy state, which continued to flow into the deep crack.
Wu Jin turned around suddenly and subconsciously raised his left shield to protect his chest.
All the young people present emitted various kinds of light to protect their whole bodies. Bai Wushuang and Xun Mo quickly formed two strong defensive formations, with a distance of more than ten feet between them.
A golden two-wheeled chariot roared from the distant sky.
The two wheels of the chariot were spitting out flames, and everyone from a distance felt a wave of heat hitting their faces.
A fireball with a diameter of a hundred feet above the chariot was burning blazingly, and flames continued to spray out in all directions. Large groups of fireballs continued to fall to the ground, burning a very eye-catching path of flames on the ground.
In the fireball, a dark-colored bird could be seen faintly looming.
The chariot came at a high speed. On the chariot stood a man wearing a golden robe, surrounded by pieces of flames. He was extremely tall and straight, with a very handsome face. However, a big aquiline nose completely destroyed the beauty of the facial features, and a child was born out of thin air. A young man full of unruly aura.
The young man stood alone on the chariot. Behind the chariot were four fire clouds. Four mighty warriors wearing golden armor and with amazing breaths controlled the fire clouds and followed the chariot step by step.
In just a few breaths, the chariot arrived in front of Wu Jin and others.
The young man stood proudly on the chariot with his hands behind his back, and said with a cold expression: "I am the Jinwu clan of the Soul clan, the seventh prince of the Wu family, Wu Xiao."
With a flash of fire in his eyes, Wu Xiao said coldly: "My prince, I am going to the ruins of Kunlun and my party, but we lack followers. Now, you have been commandeered by my prince."