Ye Xiwen quickly found the location of the teleportation array in the city.
"Chenghui, a thousand pieces of spiritual crystal!" The person guarding the teleportation array in the city said to Ye Xiwen extremely politely. The reason was very simple. They had all seen the battle just now. For this remote city of theirs, Ye Xiwen could already count. He is a master who can be counted among the best. How could a great sage like him be able to offend him
In the ancient continent, the Great Sage can only be regarded as an ordinary person!
Ye Xiwen did not hesitate. A thousand pieces of spiritual crystals were only a drop in the bucket for him now, and they were nothing at all.
After handing over a thousand spiritual crystals, the teleportation array was quickly opened, and a light gate formed in a burst of light, and Ye Xiwen immediately walked in.
Suddenly Ye Xiwen felt that the space was distorted, as if there was a terrifying strange force pulling and twisting him. Knowing that this was the legendary power of space, he immediately lit up the Tianyuan Mirror to protect him from top to bottom. Now Ye Mo was again He fell into a deep sleep and had just swallowed all the essence and blood of a master who had transcended the third level of heaven. He also needed some time to digest it.
In the teleportation soil, there was no day or night, and no one knew how long it had been. Ye Xiwen's eyes only felt bright, and there was a burst of noise from the market in his ears, and there was a crowd of people in front of him.
Ye Xiwen knew that he had arrived at the ancient continent. This was another city connected to the ancient continent and Chengguan City, Lingmen City.
This Lingmen City is undoubtedly smaller than that city gate, with a population of only about four to five million, but even so, it is very impressive. If it were on earth, it would be a metropolis.
But in this ancient continent, it does not appear to be very outstanding.
There are sounds of hawking in the ears, and there are crowds of people everywhere. Everywhere you look, almost all are warriors. Except for those underage children, the ones at the lowest level are all legends, and those a little higher are from the holy realm, and even the great saint. .
The legendary warriors were very careful when walking on the road, and they lowered their eyebrows and looked down upon them. It was obvious that they had no status.
The ancient continent is so big that it is unimaginable. How can it be so easy for an outsider like Ye Xiwen to find Qishan? Now that Xiao Lang is gone and Ye Mo has fallen into a deep sleep, he has no place to ask anyone else, so he can only Go to the city and find it bit by bit based on the clues.
Ye Xiwen was walking among the crowd. When he passed by an inn, he suddenly heard a faint cry for help.
"Help me, help me!"
Ye Xiwen's mind suddenly cleared, Shen Yanmei!
This was Shen Yanmei's voice. He could not mishear it. Although it was among the noisy crowd, he was sure that he could not mishear it. This voice mixed with the soul could be heard from the inn.
Otherwise, most inns will set up soundproofing formations to prevent sounds from disturbing the outside, and to prevent outside sounds from disturbing the guests inside.
Ye Xiwen immediately did not hesitate and rushed into the inn. He saw that there was no one in the entire inn. It had obviously been cleared out. There were only a group of disciples from Wushuang Palace who were bowing their heads in silence. Some of them were gritting their teeth and roaring in a low voice. .
"Is it you? Ye Xiwen!" Kou Wendong was the first to see Ye Xiwen rushing in from the door. He was suddenly shocked. He didn't expect to see Ye Xiwen at this time. In his opinion, Ye Xiwen probably couldn't get out of the gate of Yingxin City. He didn't expect that in Goodbye here, he could feel that Ye Xiwen's aura was stronger than before.
"Where is Shen Yanmei?" Ye Xiwen asked.
Kou Wendong and other disciples from Wushuang Palace suddenly stiffened and became unnatural.
"Tell me, what's wrong with her now!" Ye Xiwen said anxiously.
"Ye Xiwen, this matter is beyond your control, leave now!" Kou Wendong shouted.
"I want to see if there are any things that I can't control." Ye Xiwen immediately snorted coldly, and his spiritual thoughts spread out everywhere. When they encountered the magic circle set up in the inn to isolate spiritual thoughts, they were all shaken away.
Suddenly, he saw a scene that made his eyes split open. In a room, Shen Yanmei had been stripped naked and tied to the bed behind her back. On top of her, a young man also took off his clothes and fucked her. Ups and downs, and with every ups and downs of his body, part of Shen Yanmei's energy was absorbed. At this time, his face was pale, and he was taking in more air and outgoing less.
Ye Xiwen was immediately furious. The flower-like smiling face, the hearty laughter, and the reminder at the critical moment still appeared in his mind. Seeing this scene, he almost went crazy.
Such a simple girl could actually do something worse than a beast.
"Okay, okay, okay, is this something I can't take care of? Who is that person above? Could it be your young palace master? Shen Yanmei is your junior sister. She comes from Canglan Realm. What kind of dreams does she have? This is how you treat her when she joins your Wushuang Palace!" Ye Xiwen sneered, and the killing intent could not be concealed, and he enveloped many disciples on the spot.
How could these disciples, most of whom were at the first level of the Transcendence Realm or even half a step beyond the Transcendence Realm, be able to withstand the momentum that Ye Xiwen was exerting with all his strength? Suddenly, he felt a terrifying momentum coming down like a mountain. It was as if he could do it with his momentum alone. Crushing them alive.
Ye Xiwen's star monster clone could sweep them without any suspense when he was at the first level of the transcendence realm. What's more, now that he has gone one step further and reached the second level of the transcendence realm, it is even more unbearable for them. .
"Ye Xiwen, what are you going to do?" At this time, outside the inn, the elder of Wushuang Palace just walked in and shouted.
With a casual wave of his hand, Ye Xiwen's aura was dispersed.
"You are still asking me what I am doing? Then Shen Yanmei came to your Wushuang Palace, and this is how you treated her? Let her be abused by others. If your Wushuang Palace is just like this, hiding evil and evil, I will be lucky that I didn't marry her. You Wushuang Palace!" Ye Xiwen gritted his teeth and said with a sneer.
"What do you know, what do you know!" the elder of Wushuang Palace shouted, while also deliberately lowering his voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing something. "Do you think we want to do this? But there is nothing we can do!"
When the elder of Wushuang Palace spoke, his tone was unusually depressed.
"Do you know who that person is? He's the youngest son of the Beishan clan leader. Can you afford to offend him? By the way, I forgot. Your kid just came from your little world, and you don't understand it at all!" The elder of Wushuang Palace scolded him because he hated iron. "Do you think the Ancient Continent is a place, or is it the small world you are in, a world where humans rule the roost? In the Ancient Continent, humans are just one of many ethnic groups, not even the most powerful one, let alone the most powerful one. To dominate the world, Lingmen City, including the forces of our Wushuang Palace, are all in the southwest of human territory. Here is the border area between the human race and the alliance of hundreds of races. It is a barbaric land in the eyes of the tribe. To survive here, we can only Try to choose not to offend the overlord here, which is the Alliance of Hundred Tribes. The Beishan clan is one of the ten royal families in the Alliance of Hundred Tribes, and its leader is a powerful figure who can influence the upper-level strategies of the Alliance of Hundred Tribes. Once such a person gets angry, The destruction of our Wushuang Palace is just a matter of seconds!"
"That Beishan Ling is basically a bastard who does all kinds of evil. He relies on his father's power to do evil. Many people have lost their families and died because of him, but what can we do? If we want to survive, we can only endure. This is also Yanmei's fault. Only those with bad luck will be favored by Beishan Ling, and there is nothing we can do about it!" The elder of Wushuang Palace revealed a bloody fact to Ye Xiwen.
In the ancient continent, human beings are not considered to be the top ethnic group, let alone the overlord. In the Zhenwu world, humans dominate.
At the junction of these two major forces, many strong human beings need to grovel to survive in the cracks.
This is a very real problem, one that no one can ignore!
"We also have some last resort difficulties!" The elder of Wushuang Palace sighed and said.
"Are you done?" Ye Xiwen suddenly smiled, a little coldly and contemptuously, "Just because of this, are you going to give up on her and let her be bullied?"
"Otherwise, what else can we do? If we have a way, I also want to kill this beast with my own hands!" Kou Wendong suddenly shouted at Ye Xiwen, his expression twisted and painful, "But what can we do!"
"Haha!" Ye Xiwen chuckled, "Your blood is cold, but I haven't yet. Your bones are broken, but I haven't yet. Your knees are bent, but I'm still upright. Survival has never depended on charity, but on charity. Rely on your own fists to fight for it. If the sky stops me, I will defy the sky; if the earth stops me, I will break the earth; if the sea stops me, I will turn it over!"
Ye Xiwen has never been a person who gives in. No one's survival depends on the charity of others. Under the original starry sky, the ancestors of mankind have experienced many battles, many life-and-death struggles, fights with the sky, and monsters. Fighting against the survivors, bit by bit, how much blood was shed, how many martyrs and heroes died, before we got the position of overlord. It can be said that it was paved with blood and bones. It is not about pitying anyone, pointing to whom to give alms to. It’s okay not to live this kind of life.
"Ye Xiwen, what do you want to do? Don't mess around. You will hurt all of us!" The elder of Wushuang Palace said quickly.
"What's so noisy?" A cold shout came from the second floor, followed by a burst of hurried footsteps. Two tall figures appeared in front of Ye Xiwen, but they were two strong men as big as iron towers. They are no different from ordinary humans, except that the square pupils in their eyes declare that they are different, and they are the guards of the Beishan clan.
"Who are you?" When the two people saw Ye Xiwen, they asked.
Ye Xiwen smiled coldly, grabbed it out of thin air, and pulled out a long knife from the void. It was the Yuhua Immortal Slaying Knife.
"Buzz!"
The Feathered Immortal Sword was shaking crazily in his hand, and the huge movement shocked even Ye Mo who was sleeping.
"Ye Xiwen, what are you going to do? This Feathered Immortal Sword has not been tamed yet, how can you use it now!"
"I want to kill people!"
(To be continued)