Chapter 19 The Top of Wucheng, Shangwu Pavilion

The top of the martial arts, the city of martial arts, called: "Wucheng"

It is said that there is a huge peak at an altitude of more than 5,000 meters in the center of the Wuyu. The huge peak is surrounded by thousands of mountains and is proud of the heroes. Starting in the middle of the mountain peak, it is covered with snow all year round, and hurricanes are raging. However, with the top of such a mountain as the core, there is a miraculous air city.

The whole Wucheng is based on this huge peak called Shangwu Mountain and the surrounding ten thousand peaks, and the whole body is built on this mountain range. Countless buildings are all over the mountains, and luxurious snow-white temples stand on the mountain. Countless buildings extend in this mountain with another beauty that is completely different from that in ordinary cities. Straight passages extend from the peaks to the foot of the mountain, and then connect the whole martial arts, which is a great fantasy passage.

At first glance,

Shangwu Mountain is the core of the whole Wucheng, while other mountains surround it. Many luxurious buildings are built at a time, and all of them are palace buildings made of snow-white jade.

At this moment.

If you look down from the mountains, you will find that the whole mountain is covered with snow, and below, to the surrounding area, it is covered with green willows, a vibrant scene. The bluestone avenues spread straight down from the peaks like spider webs, converging to the four avenues built in the east, west, north and south of the mountain range. The figures kept shuttling through them. Most of them were armed with weapons, and some of them appeared in batches. They were powerful forces and masters who kept coming from all over the world.

On a path in the east leading to the main peak, Shangwu City, a large number of players walked through the noise. Xiaoyao looked at the surrounding environment calmly and thought in his heart.

The sect task is open!

The fantasy world has been calm for too long, and many players may have already adapted to such a calm day, but with the final opening of the sect, it will definitely set off stormy waves again and again. Nowadays, most ordinary players are in the dark and still don't know, but Xiaoyao has a hunch that this time will come soon.

"The opening of the sect."

"It will weaken the influence of players to a certain extent, and some ordinary players may be able to take this opportunity to enter the upper level and replace others."

Xiaoyao's heart is true.

Opportunity is not always in your own hands. Maybe it just passes away. Maybe some people are still high in the first second, and maybe the next second will become the target to be replaced by others. The world itself is so wonderful and cruel. What you can do is to strengthen yourself and seize all opportunities to improve your strength.

That's all.

can successfully maintain the position of the winner in a battle of blood and sword.

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Wucheng, the core, Shangwu Pavilion.

The whole Shangwu Pavilion is built on the top of Shangwu Mountain, the core of Wucheng. It is a huge palace made of snow-white jade. There is only a huge hall in the palace, which can accommodate 100 seats. Outside the palace, there is an extremely huge square around the Shangwu Pavilion. Curiously, on the top of this snow-covered Shangwu Mountain, this huge square exposed to the air has no snow, as if the snow has turned into nothingness in the process of landing and fade away.

At this moment.

Countless heads surged in the whole square, but strangely extremely quiet. They regularly sat down according to the areas one by one, sitting quietly without saying a word. Before these teams sitting according to the square matrix, there were one or two people standing each, with a calm look and standing with their hands on their backs.

At a cursory look, there are nearly a hundred such teams.

Outside the square.

Four huge bluestone avenues extend to the mountainside, and then spread to the surrounding areas. The communication is like a spider's web of countless bluestone roads, carrying many players. However, not every player can set foot on these four avenues. On the four avenue leading to the Shangwu Pavilion, there are a group of players guarding. These players are all strong and members of the four major forces in Wucheng. They guard here. Only those famous masters and major forces want to climb the Shangwu Pavilion. Only players can pass by.

Far away.

Xiaoyao came along the crowd and soon came to the place where the players were guarded.

"Stand up!"

"Which force are you from? Show me your name!"

Xiaoyao, who was about to step into the road, was stopped by the guarded players. Xiaoyao was stunned and looked at the players around him who had been checked. He smiled bitterly, immediately stepped back a few steps and sent a message to Ling Tian that he had come here.

"Are you free?"

A few minutes later, a player guarding the road suddenly changed his face and immediately came to Xiaoyao's side and asked carefully. When he saw Xiaoyao nod slightly, he couldn't help but look stiff. Thinking of the previous instructions of blocking the person in front of him and the order of the cabinet master Ling Tian, he couldn't help sweating down.

He said in panic, "The lord asked me to take you to Shangwu!"

"Let's go"

Xiaoyao waved his hand slightly and followed calmly. At a glance in front of him, he looked directly at the end, but there were thousands of kilometers of stairs swaying up, and soon came to this huge square.

"The lord is over there, come with me!"

The guard led the way in front of him, pointing to a pair of free roads in front of the huge temple in the middle of the square. Hearing this, Xiaoyao also took a surprised look at the many quiet players around him. Thinking that these players in front of me are the players of the whole martial arts, I can't help sighing.

In the center of many forces, a pioneered Baiyu Avenue leads directly to Shangwu Pavilion.

"Happy, this!"

A familiar figure appeared in front of him. Ling Tian was still the one who talked about trading with him in Hanxiang Academy, but at this moment, he was full of the king's spirit. He looked calm. When he saw Xiaoyao coming, he just nodded calmly and motioned Xiaoyao to walk over, and then turned his head to the side again. A young man in white whispered something.

Xiaoyao is also not much to say.

He understands Ling Tian's behavior at this moment, because before that, Xiaoyao had told Ling Tian more than half of his current strength. When he learned that he was enough to compete with second-order players, Ling Tian, who controlled one of the four major forces of Wucheng, couldn't help but be stunned. However, Xiaoyao sometimes wonders why Ling Tian, the owner of Ling Tian Pavilion, would be repaired. What kind of person and what kind of things will lead him to repair?

"Happy?!"

Just as Xiaoyao looked calm and waited for Ling Tian to take the initiative to find him, a strong and surprised voice of doubt came from behind him. Xiaoyao's body shook, and he slowly turned around and looked at the unbelievable wolf in front of him.

"You..."

"Why are you here?"

The wolf looked at Xiaoyao in front of him, and then looked at the members of Lingtian Pavilion who looked at him because of his arrival, and his face was full of surprise.

"Wolf, I'll explain it to you later!"

Xiaoyao shook his head slightly, looked at the wolf, and said in a low voice.

"I think it's better for you to explain!"

"Because..."

"Maybe, if you don't explain now, you won't have a chance to explain it again."

The cold sound full of murder suddenly came from the crowd. Xiaoyao, Ling Tian and others's faces changed, and the eyes of a large crowd instantly looked at the three people who slowly walked out of the crowd.

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