Chapter 117 Thousands of miles to chase

It seems that it is much more difficult to break the barrier of waste spiritual roots than I thought. Zhuge Butang thought so in his heart, but he was not depressed. This time, through the irrigation of the dragon spirit vein, the sharp change of the seven-star treasure body made him very satisfied. Through an internal vision, the Beidou cave became brighter than before, but one of the stars glowed with a faint purple light. Although it was not very obvious, it could be clearly seen that it was different from other divine caves.

Originally, Zhuge Butliang planned to leave here, but now he has changed his mind. More than two months later, Zhuge Buo really wanted to see how the Divine City is doing now. He believes that for such a long time, it is impossible for practitioners from all major factions to still pay attention to his movements.

And he can't rest assured that it is the Black Tower. After such a long time, he really wants to know what has changed in the Black Tower.

"Squeak~~" The little sword spirit flew over, and it still sat on the stone sword, with big eyes looking at him.

"Little guy, you are familiar with this place. Do you know how to get to that divine city?" Zhuge Buliang made a random gesture to the little sword spirit. He wanted to take the little sword spirit away. Maybe with the good impression of the little sword spirit, he could let the little guy follow him.

"Squeak~~" The little sword spirit finally understood the meaning of Zhuge Fuliang and nodded.

"Little thing, can you take me?"

The little sword spirit sat on the stone sword, with a look of hesitation in his big eyes. It looked at the ancient well and seemed to be very embarrassed.

"Don't worry, there is a ban on this place, and ordinary people will not approach it. Besides, it's so secretive here that no one will come. Zhuge Buliang said that he was sure that what the little guy cared about must be sealed in the ancient well.

"Squeak~~~"

The little sword spirit scratched his head. It looked at Zhuge but did not say anything for a moment.

"Okay, you can take me to the Divine City first." Zhuge said, he knew that it would be difficult to make a decision immediately.

The little sword spirit nodded and left the ice stone with Zhuge Fuliang. Through the long ice hole, he finally came to the top of the iceberg.

Halfway up the iceberg is full of black fog. Two months later, the black fog in the death zone seems to have become lighter. Zhuge Fuliang and Xiao Jianling flew down from the iceberg and hid into the black fog.

Xiao Jianling is very familiar with this area. Even if he is shrouded in black fog, he can still tell the direction. Five days later, Xiao Jianling finally took Zhuge Fuliang to the vicinity of the divine city. At this moment, the divine city has changed greatly. There are ruins everywhere, bricks and tiles, and most of the whole divine city has been destroyed.

There are still practitioners wandering around the Divine City, but there are few. Zhuge Fuliang and Xiao Jianling walked into the divine city. The divine city was in a mess and seemed to have experienced a big war.

But when Zhuge Buteng came near the center of the Divine City, he was stunned to find that the Black Tower was gone!!

This discovery made Zhuge Butliang stand still like a thunderstorm. He could hardly believe that a huge building disappeared!

What has happened in the past two months?

"Is it the old people of all major factions who took action to raze the black tower to the ground? Isn't the secret in the black tower exposed?" It is difficult for Zhuge to calm down.

The stone sword floated on Zhuge's shoulder, and the little sword spirit sat on the stone sword and looked around curiously.

"Brother Pig, you are here."

A familiar voice came, and the words and stalk came over. The clothes on the two people had been broken in many places, but their temperament was still dusty, extraordinary and holy, like a real person from Buddhism.

"It's you. What the hell is going on here?" Zhuge Fuliang greeted him.

Through a talkative explanation, Zhuge Fuliang finally knew the cause and effect of the matter. A month ago, the black tower suddenly made a change, and a very holy light rippled in the black tower. The old figures of the major factions thought that there must be something in the Black Tower, so they fought together to attack the Black Tower. At that time, the scene was quite magnificent. Almost all the old figures of the top ten schools in Kyushu came together. More than 20 masters of the Yuanying period alone came, and seven masters of the Huashen period came. The rare characters in the past have appeared.

In addition to that, even the people of several immortal families in Kyushu arrived.

It was a scene that could change the color of heaven and earth. The old figures of the major faction attacked the Black Tower together, but at the last moment, the Black Tower flew to the sky and the broken space left!!

The old figures of the major factions were extremely annoyed and turned back one after another, leaving some disciples wandering near the divine city, hoping to find some clues.

After listening to the story, Zhuge Fuliang was shocked and regretted that he missed a big scene.

The broken space of the Black Tower has left, and no one knows where to go. This is also something that no one expected.

In this way, no one will know the secrets in the Black Tower.

Zhuge Fuliang couldn't help sighing.

"Brother Pig, what is this little thing? It seems to be a virtual body." He noticed the little sword spirit around Zhuge Fuliang and couldn't help asking.

Seeing the words and staggering to look at himself, the little thing was very shy, and the blue light flashed into the stone sword. The stone sword was not big, only a foot long, and flew into Zhuge's arms.

"What! It can be integrated with the flying sword. Is this... sword spirit!" The words and stuttering showed surprised eyes, with a rare brilliance in his eyes.

"I found this little thing not long ago, and it's hard to say whether it is a sword spirit or not." Zhuge is not bright and indifferently, and the ancient well has no waves.

stammed: "Pig... Pig... Brother Pig, you have to be... Be careful, if this little thing is real... It's really a sword spirit... It must be a hot thing, tens of millions... Don't be... If you are found, otherwise it will... Will... Burn the body!"

He also nodded and said, "It's true. The sword spirit is a rare treasure. I heard that there are only two sword spirits in the Tianchi and Dugu families in Kyushu today, which can compete with the masters of the Huashen period. If this little thing is really a sword spirit, Brother Pig, you must be careful not to show it easily."

"Is the sword spirit so powerful? Can you compete with the masters of the Huashen period?" Zhuge is quite surprised. Although he and stupor have known each other for a short time, the two are easy-going and indifferent, and Zhuge Butliang is very reassured about them.

He said, "Of course, the sword spirit of Tianchi and the Dugu family is said to have been pregnant for thousands of years, and it is absolutely a super horrible existence."

Zhuge Buliang touched the stone sword in his arms. This little sword spirit seems to be still in the growth period. Presumably, his future achievements will not be weaker than the two sword spirits of Tianchi and the Dugu family.

"by the way, you just mentioned the Dugu family. Is that a family of immortal cultivation?" Zhuge asked.

He nodded: "Yes, the strength of the Dugu family is second only to Tianchi. It is said that even the Alliance of the Cultivation of Immortals has to buy the accounts of the Dugu family. The Dugu family has a pivotal position in Kyushu, especially the nine swords of the Dugu family, which frightened the immortal world.

"Nine swords?" Zhuge Butiao was stunned. He vaguely remembered the tricks used by Su Xiaobai at the beginning, which seemed to be called "Nine Swords XX"

Kyushu is so vast that all we know is a little fur. The words sighed.

"It seems that the storm of Fengmang Mountain Shenzang has come to an end. I want to leave. What are your plans?" Zhuge Budang looked at the tagging and talking.

He said, "We are also about to return to the sect. Anyway, this place will be deserted, and there is no news about the black tower. We will return to the sect to restore our lives. Brother Pig, why don't we go back together? I think Brother Pig is predestined to my Buddha..."

Zhuge Fuliang quickly stopped talking. After such a long time, why hasn't this grandson forgotten this stubble?

"Are the practitioners of all major factions still looking for me?" This is what Zhuge Bright is most concerned about.

"That matter has almost been forgotten. Now everyone is busy looking for clues to the Black Tower. How can they take care of you? And now most of the practitioners of the major factions have withdrawn, so don't worry.

Zhuge nod his head and looked at the wolf's divine city again, and several people took them away to the place of death. The black fog in the death zone has become particularly faint, but walking in it is still a little disoriented. After a period of time in the black fog, Zhuge Bushang found that he rarely encountered undead creatures.

After a lot of explanation, he knew that the old figures of the major factions took action, captured a large number of undead creatures, brought them back to the sect, or did research, or were sacrificed into battle puppets.

There was the little sword spirit leading the way, and several people easily found the way out.

The little sword spirit looked in the direction of the iceberg and let out an aggrieved "snorting" sound.

Zhuge Fuliang said, "Don't worry, little guy, that place will not be found. If you are reluctant, I will often bring you back in the future. If you really don't want to leave, at least now you want to take us out of this death zone, right?

The little sword spirit nodded "woo-woo".

Zhuge Buteng felt guilty. He felt that he was cheating a kind child, but in order to keep this little thing by his side, he had to do so. This little sword spirit can grow into a master equivalent to the godhood in the future. Whoever it is, he will do everything he can to keep it.

What's more, this little thing is very fond of Zhuge Bliang.

Three days later, they finally walked out of this black fog area. In front of them was a familiar ice field. The cold wind roared, the silver was wrapped, and the earth was white.

But in this ice field, there are still a large number of practitioners wandering, as if they are looking for something nearby. Zhuge's pupils shrank, and he saw several practitioners of the Shuntian League, and his heart couldn't help sinking. At the beginning, when he was in the divine city, Zhuge B no Liang killed dozens of practitioners of Shuntian League with bricks. Although he did not have a bond with Cao Gou, the chief of Shuntian League in the end, from the last time, Zhuge B no Liang can be said to have taken over with Shuntian League, the top ten sect in Kyushu.

"Damn, it's that boy, M's, you finally showed your head!" At this time, a monk of the Shuntian League also found Zhuge Fuliang and immediately shouted.