Chapter 94 Skull Worship Post

Back to Liuli City, today's city owner's mansion is slightly quiet. As soon as he walked to the gate of the city owner's mansion, a big man in the courtyard stopped the two and said, "But the city owner? Housekeeper Liao told you to go to his place if the lord comes back.

After meeting, Mu Feng walked to the housekeeper Liao's residence. West Asia went back to her room and pushed the door in. She saw the housekeeper Liao, who usually had the image of "golden oil", sitting in her room in a daze. She seemed to have no feeling when she saw someone coming in.

"Cough..." Mu Feng coughed gently and interrupted the housekeeper Liao, who was still wandering and lost his mind.

Butler Liao, who heard the cough, didn't react until now and hurriedly said, "Lord Mucheng, you can come back."

"Well, what happened?" He nodded slightly and saw that the housekeeper Liao looked as if something big had happened, otherwise the housekeeper Liao, who had always been shrewd, would not be like this.

Butler Liao took out something that looked like a letter from his body. The only difference was that the surface of the letter was black. When he took it, he saw a skull vivid on the surface of the letter, as if he wanted to break the letter at any time.

"What is this?" After careful examination, I didn't see any valuable information. Mu Feng asked Butler Liao.

"Skull worship post..." Housekeeper Liao's voice revealed a deep fear and sighed helplessly.

It's just a worship post. Why is there a big fuss? Mu Feng was curious and said, "What's special about this 'skull worship post'? Look at your face, why do you react like this?"

"Lord, you don't know that this skeleton worship post, commonly known as the Hundred War Post, will only be sent to young and talented people, but since it is called a skeleton worship post, no matter how talented it is, the mortality rate is very high."

"Isn't that enough not to go?" Mu Feng replied, how could housekeeper Liao not think of such a simple question?

Shaking his head, Liao's housekeeper said solemnly, "How can it be so easy? An individual without a special * can't refuse at all, otherwise what is waiting for him will perish."

"What kind of existence is that?" Hearing that Liao's housekeeper's tone didn't seem to exaggerate, he asked curiously.

"I'm not very clear about the details. This post was entrusted to you, and the details should be in it." The well-informed housekeeper Liao doesn't know its depth.

Oh? The huge spiritual power attacked the skeleton worship post, and a faint halo rippled, and streamers flashed. Several lines of blood-red words appeared on the black worship post. The book was written: "Dear Master of Glazed City, I heard that you are young and talented. Bai Zhange specially invited you to come here to develop. What you will definitely get will definitely be better than You expect a big harvest, and of course, the little guy of the Azero family will come together.

Sure enough, it is magical. Even West Asia is invited. Usually, West Asia is deep and simple, and there are not many times to take action. Unexpectedly, it is targeted by the organization of Baizhan Pavilion, and it seems to be very familiar.

Picking up the skeleton worship post, Mu Feng walked towards Xi's residence and walked to the Xi'an room not far away. A faint voice came from Xi'an, which was Xi's voice.

Taihuang's heart moved rapidly, and the breath of Mufeng disappeared in an instant. He teleported to the window of the West Asian room. Through the screen window, Mu Feng saw a shocking scene: he saw a trace of purple from the upper body of West Asia, and a trace of purple gas constantly emerging from his back. This should be the form of purple inflammation, biting a towel in his mouth, and bean-sized sweat beads from the forehead of West Asia. The head slipped, the ground was wet with sweat, and on the table was a green wooden bottle that had just been brought back from the elf ban.

"Is this...?" Mu Feng wondered that this was the unknown side of West Asia. Why did West Asia produce such a painful expression after taking the moon well water? There was no sound to disturb. It was not until Si Asia finished putting on her clothes that Mu Feng knocked on the room, and there was a weak sound from West Asia.

Pushing the door in, Mu Feng said bluntly, "The invitation of Bai Zhan Pavilion, this is their worship post." With that, Mu Feng threw the skull worship post over.

After receiving the skull worship post thrown by Mu Feng, he gently stroked the skull. Xi said to herself, "Bai Zhan Pavilion, so quickly, it has finally attracted your attention. You wait... You must double it."

"I want to know what you think?" Mu Feng's words interrupted Si Asia for a short time.

I only heard Xi's voice coldly and said, "Bai Zhan Pavilion is famous for its uniqueness. It does not belong to any country. It can be said that it is a world of strength supremacy. As long as you have enough strength, you can get whatever you want. It is a trial ground for geniuses, but the mortality rate is Very high."

"The moment of life and death is conducive to your own breakthrough..." Mu Feng is eager to know that too comfortable retreat will slow the practitioner's reaction, and there are almost no different opponents as a training partner for you for free. Where can you find such a good thing in the world?

"How is the development of Liuli City?" It doesn't matter, but this will lag behind the development of the power of the city master's mansion. West Asia has always been taking care of the city's mansion as a second-in-command. I don't know when I will leave, and I don't know about the blessing and misfortune, and it is inevitable that there will be worries. As for the extreme appearance of the sky, the heart is delicate, but I don't like restraint.

"The development of any city needs strong strength as a backing, and the development of the city lord's mansion is slower, otherwise if it is too fast, it will cause the coveted power here." Mu Feng analyzed that this was not expected by Mu Feng. If it hadn't been for today's "deadline plan", the city lord's mansion might have ushered in that change in advance.

"Let's leave tomorrow morning." Hearing Mu Feng's explanation, West Asia didn't say anything more.

The next day, after saying goodbye to Juetian and housekeeper Liao, West Asia and Mufeng embarked on a journey together. Although there was no special time, it should be wrong to see them earlier. As for Juetian, he was not among the invitation, and there was no shadow early in the morning. It was good to stay and help.

Baizhan Pavilion is located on a few spiritual veins on the Tianxuan Continent. It is not under the jurisdiction of any country, and no one dares to control it. He is like a touchstone, becoming a place that many geniuses yearn for. Of course, this is also a cemetery for geniuses. Your opponent is genius elites from all over the world, and more Importantly, there are elites from two other continents. It is said that the genius who can come out of the highest level can get a wish of the Lord of the Hundred Battles Pavilion: any wish in this world, including killing the monarch of any country, inexhaustible money, beautiful women, if one day your wish is to kill a high-level strong man, it is very simple, as long as you successfully break out of the Hundred Wars Pavilion, one It will come true, but there are only a few people who can get out in history. Specifically, people who have not reached that level can't say at all.

Looking at the towering mountain peaks in front of us, surrounded by faint clouds and fog, Asia said, "This is the Lingshan. The Hundred Battle Pavilion is built according to this mountain. Not everyone can climb this mountain. The rumored 'thousand ladders' is not just as simple as the stone steps, it can imprison human energy. The special magic stone is built, and the higher the pressure, the greater the pressure. As she walked, Asia said, and it wasn't long before the two came to the thousand ladders.

"Thousand Steps?" Only when you walk to the bottom of the mountain can you feel the magnificent momentum, as if the whole mountain is pressing towards you, and your own momentum alone will be weaker, and there are also many people who come here to try their luck by the stone steps. It is lucky not to go up, but you don't know how cruel the competition above is. Life and death are common. Those who don't have a skeleton worship post only need to complete the 'thousand-ladder' trial to go up the mountain, and you will often receive challenges from other monks there. If you are lucky enough to survive and not be killed, you can continue to compete. This is where you can squeeze your potential infinitely, so that you can't steal leisure and stay in the strongest state at all times.

"Let's go." West Asia took the lead, followed by Mu Feng.

Along the way, you can often see monks who stop on the stone steps. The higher you go, the greater the pressure you have to bear, and the faster the speed of energy loss, and once lost, the mountain will come to your face, and there will be a risk of falling to pieces at any time.

Half of the stone steps in one breath, Mu Feng is fine, but sweat has been permeated on the forehead of West Asia. It seems that there is only the sixth-order primary strength in West Asia now. Even if the talent is higher, the energy in the body can't keep up with the consumption. The situation of Mu Feng is different. The physique after the baptism of the three holy fruits The pressure resistance is strong, and there is also a stable energy recovery and supply of the Taihuang's heart, which is basically no problem to resist the energy consumption here.

"Let's go together." With that, Mu Feng put his hand on West Asia, and the golden dazzling light bloomed on the edge of his body. At this time, Xi's Ziyan looked very gentle and did not compete with the golden energy.

"Hu..." Mu Feng took a deep breath. At this time, both of them had successfully climbed to the top of the thousand ladder and passed their energy to West Asia. It was still a little difficult for them, but fortunately, the two finally successfully climbed the thousand ladder.

"Newcomer?" As soon as he climbed the stairs, there was a doubtful voice, and I didn't know when a middle-aged man appeared in front of Mu Feng.

"Yes, senior." With that, Mu Feng presented the skeleton worship post, and the strength of the middle-aged man in front of him was extraordinary.

After receiving the skull worship post, the middle-aged man looked at the two teenagers in front of him slightly, and then turned his head to ask Asia, "Are you a member of the Azero family?"

"Yes." West Asia replied faintly, with a cold voice.

"Yes, yes, the tiger father has no dog son..." He did not look unhappy because of West Asia's cold answer, and the middle-aged man laughed happily.

Under the leadership of the middle-aged man, Mu Feng and Xi's West Asia followed him and walked through the lobby. What surprised Mu Feng was that he did not see other monks here and came to an old man's side. The middle-aged man said, "Senior Yun, these two guys are handed over to you."

nodded and agreed, and the middle-aged man left, and the old man looked at the teenager in front of her for a long time before saying, "Register your name, and I will arrange the next one."

"Mufeng..."

Azella. West Asia.