The top of the martial arts world, the city of martial arts, is called "Martial City"

According to legend, there is a huge peak with an altitude of more than 5,000 meters in the center of the Wu Domain. The huge peak surrounds the mountains and looks down on the heroes. Starting from the middle of the mountain, 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 sky city.

The entire Wucheng is based on this huge peak called Shangwu Mountain and the surrounding thousands of peaks. It is built on this mountain range. Countless buildings are spread all over the mountains, and luxurious snow-white temples stand on the mountain. Countless buildings extend in this mountain with another beauty completely different from ordinary cities. Straight tunnels extend from the peaks to the foot of the mountain, and then connect the entire Wuyuan, which is a fantasy channel.

At first glance,

Shangwu Mountain is the core of the entire Wucheng, while other mountains surround it, building many luxury at once, all of which are palace buildings built in snow-white jade.

At this moment.

If you look down from the mountains, you will find that the entire mountain range is covered with snow, and below, to the surrounding area, it is covered with green willows, a vibrant scene. Bluestone avenues spread from the peaks like spiders, gathering towards the four heavenly avenues built in the four directions of the mountains, east, west, south, north, and north. One after another, figures are constantly passing through, most of them are holding weapons and looking like warriors, and some appear in batches, which are powerful forces and masters constantly coming from the four places.

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

The sect mission is started!

The Great Fantasy River has been quiet for too long, and many players may have adapted to such peaceful days, but as the sect is finally opened, it will inevitably cause storms. Nowadays, most ordinary players are kept in the dark and do not know yet, but Xiaoyao has a premonition that this time will come soon.

"The opening of the sect."

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

Xiaoyao is in his heart.

Opportunities are not eternal in one's hands. Maybe it's just a passing away. Maybe some people are still high in the first second, or maybe the next second, they will become the target of others' replacement. This world itself is so wonderful and cruel. What you can do may be to strengthen yourself and seize all opportunities that can improve your strength.

Only that.

Only in this way can one successfully maintain the position of the winner in the battles of blood and swords.

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Wucheng, core, Shangwu Pavilion.

The entire Shangwu Pavilion is built on the top of Shangwu Mountain, the core of Wucheng. It is a huge palace built of snow-white jade. There is only one huge conference hall inside the palace, which contains one hundred seats. Outside the palace, an extremely huge square is formed around Shangwu Pavilion. What is curious is that on the top of Shangwu Mountain, this huge square exposed to the air is without snow, as if the snow falls into nothingness and disappears faintly during the process of landing.

now.

Countless people were surging in the entire square, but they were strangely quiet. They were sitting down regularly according to each area, sitting quietly without saying a word. Before these teams sitting according to the square formation, there were one or two standing alone, with a calm expression and standing with their hands behind their backs.

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

Outside the square.

Four huge bluestone avenues extend to the mountainside, and then spread out to the surrounding area. The countless bluestone paths that communicate like spider webs carry many players to step on foot. However, not every player can step on foot on these four avenues. There are a group of player guards on the four avenues leading to Shangwu Pavilion. These players are all strong and are members of the four major forces of Wucheng. They guard here. If they want to climb Shangwu Pavilion, only famous masters and players of major forces can pass by.

Far away.

Xiaoyao walked along the crowd and soon arrived at the detention center of the players.

"stop!"

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

Xiaoyao, who was about to step into the avenue, was stopped by the guards. Xiaoyao was stunned. He looked at the players around him who were being investigated and passed by, smiled bitterly, then took a few steps back and sent Ling Tian a message that he had already arrived here.

"Are you Xiaoyao?"

A few minutes later, a player guarding the avenue suddenly changed his face and immediately came to Xiaoyao to ask carefully. Seeing Xiaoyao nodding slightly, his expression froze. Thinking that he had blocked the person in front of him and the orders of the Pavilion Lord Ling Tian, ​​he couldn't help but sweat.

He said in panic: "The Lord of the Pavilion, let me take you up to Shangwu Dian!"

"Let's go"

Xiaoyao waved his hand slightly and followed calmly. He looked directly at the end of the stairs in front of him, but the steps that were thousands of meters long soared up, and soon arrived on this huge square.

"The Lord of the Pavilion is there, come with me!"

The guard led the way, pointing to the wave of Xiaoyao in front of the huge palace in the center of the square. Hearing this, Xiaoyao was also surprised to look at the many players sitting quietly around him. Thinking that the players in front of him were the players in the entire martial arts domain, he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

In the center of many forces, a white jade road opened directly to Shangwu Pavilion.

"Xiaoyao, this!"

A familiar figure appeared before his eyes. Ling Tian was still the person who had been talking about dealing with him in Hanxiang Academy, but at this moment, he was filled with a kingly aura of a superior. He looked calm. When he saw Xiaoyao coming, he just nodded calmly and signaled Xiaoyao to walk over, and then turned around and whispered something to a white-robed young man next to him.

Xiaoyao didn't say much.

He understood Ling Tian’s actions at this moment, because before that, Xiaoyao had already informed Ling Tian of most of his current strength. When he learned that he was enough to match the second-level player, even Ling Tian, ​​who was one of the four major forces in Wucheng, could not help but be amazed. However, Xiaoyao sometimes wondered why Ling Tian, ​​the head of the Lingtian Pavilion, would actually re-cultivate? What kind of person and what kind of thing would lead him to re-cultivate?

"Xiaoyao?!"

Just as Xiaoyao's expression was calm and waiting for Ling Tian to find him on his own initiative, a deep sense of surprise and confusion came from behind. Xiaoyao's body shook, and then slowly turned around and looked at the Canglang in front of him who was not believing.

"you……"

"Why are you here?"

Canglang looked at Xiaoyao in front of him, and then looked at the blockbuster members who looked at him because of his arrival, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Canglang, let's explain to you later!"

Xiaoyao shook his head slightly, looked at Canglang, and said in a deep 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."

The sound of the cold and murderous intent suddenly came from the crowd. Xiaoyao, Ling Tian and others changed their faces, and the eyes of the large crowd instantly looked at the three people slowly walking out of the crowd.
Chapter completed!