After Mo Wuchen's persuasion, Wang Yuze, who had taken a few deep breaths, finally planned to walk out of the tent.

As soon as the few people came out, they were seen by several cultivators outside the tent. One of them shouted without thinking: "He is out! He is out!"

After hearing this, Wang Yuze was a little amused and thought to himself that this is the case! I won’t run away!

Sure enough, a moment later, another large group of people surrounded him, but what moved Wang Yuze was that the first thing everyone said this time was to ask him if he was injured better.

Listening to some people asking about their injuries, Wang Yuze suddenly felt that he had done a little too much just now, so he quickly said loudly: "My friends! I was a little exhausted before, so I left so anxious to recover my skills. Now it's not a big deal! I, Wang Yuze, thank you everyone here!"

Wang Yuze? Everyone was muttering this name in confusion, but no matter how everyone thought, they couldn't remember that they had heard of this name.

Seeing everyone quiet down, Wang Yuze continued: "Next, I plan to set out to help other cities, so I can't stay here for more time with everyone! See you later!"

One of the cultivators heard that Wang Yuze was going to help other cities, and without thinking, he shouted: "We will go wherever senior brother goes! With senior brother here, we are not afraid at all!"

"Senior brother can beat the first one away, he can beat the second one away! We believe in the senior brother!"

"So too! We believe in you!"

How many meanings do you mean? Believe me? I don’t believe in myself. Why do you trust me so much? But he was embarrassed to say these words.

Mo Wuchen sent a voice to Wang Yuze and said, "Brother, let them follow us! At worst, let them be prepared at that time! Ours is the first successful city, which can also bring some encouragement to other cities."

Wang Yuze nodded secretly, thinking that what his elder brother said made sense, but he didn't want to force anyone. After thinking for a while, he said, "Everyone! Those who are willing to fight against gods and demons with me will follow me, and we will support another city!"

After hearing this, everyone immediately shouted yes excitedly, but then a cultivator suddenly asked: "Senior Brother! Then which city should we support?"

Wang Yuze was speechless after asking in one sentence. Now, he had no idea what level he had to fight against the gods and demons. He didn't know which one to go to at all! However, in a second thought, he thought of a solution. So he immediately asked, "Does anyone know which city the Sanxian Liu Rufeng is in?"

Not long after, a very timid voice sounded, "Senior, I, I know!" Wang Yuze looked in the voice, but saw that the other party was a female cultivator.

After Yueya finished speaking, she regretted it. Seeing so many cultivators looking at her at the same time, she was so nervous that she couldn't speak.

When Wang Yuze saw the other party's timid and shy expression, he immediately said:

"Don't be nervous, this junior sister, just tell me which city he is in!"

After hearing Wang Yuze's gentle voice, Yueya's nervous mood dissipated a little, but she still said stutteringly: "Sanxian, Liu, Senior Liu Rufeng is in the Black Iron City."

Black Iron City? Wang Yuze didn't expect that Liu Rufeng would actually be in Black Iron City. He had been there in Black Iron City to find Liu Ruoxi, so he was certainly not unfamiliar with Black Iron City. After leaving Black Iron City, he met a group of disciples of the Liuli Sect who were heading to Black Iron City.

After the decision, Wang Yuze told everyone about his idea of ​​going to Hei Iron City. After hearing this, everyone agreed in unison, and then turned around and started to go back to pack up their own things.

Looking at the figures of everyone leaving, Wang Yuze suddenly felt that it was not too difficult to communicate with so many people at the same time!

Since everyone here is cultivators and has magic weapons to store, everyone has already packed it up in less than two incense sticks.

Wang Yuze looked at the venue where there was nothing but only his figure. After asking for the location, with his big hand waved, more than 400 cultivators rushed towards the Black Iron City!

...

Outside the Black Iron City on the other side, Liu Rufeng was wearing silver armor and was quietly looking at the dark and ink-like demonic aura in front of him, his eyes full of helplessness, and Yang Mo was also standing behind him and looking ahead.

After a long time, Liu Rufeng sighed and said, "Hey! I don't know when this disaster will end!"

Yang Mo looked at Liu Rufeng's tired figure ahead, and it was probably only then that he could show his fatigue. Usually, he held too many hopes on his body, so he could show his fatigue and helplessness to himself when there was no one.

Yang Mo also spoke helplessly, only to hear him say, "Brother Liu, don't worry about this! We are facing the clone of gods and demons at present, and all we can do is to do our best! As for the result, let's leave it to fate!"

Do your best and leave your fate? Is this the only way?

Just when the two of them were still worried about this, suddenly, a disciple of the Qingtian Sword Sect flew over quickly, and immediately knelt down to the ground and said, "Old Ancestor! More than 400 cultivators from other cities came to support him!"

Yang Mo and Liu Rufeng were stunned at the same time! After discussion, the consensus reached was to trap the gods and demons clones outside the barrier, and they must not let the gods and demons clones be contaminated with any other city. Now these more than 400 cultivators are here to support the Black Iron City, what should they do in that city?

Thinking of this, Liu Rufeng's mood became worse and asked, "Which city came to support him? Who led the team?"

The disciples of Qingtian Sword Sect said with some uncertainty: "I heard that they were from Huoling City, and the team was led by a cultivator named Wang Yuze!"

After hearing this, Liu Rufeng and Yang Mo were shocked. Liu Rufeng had a higher cultivation level and could stabilize his mentality, but Yang Mo flashed to the disciple of the Qingtian Sword Sect, lifted him up and asked with his eyes.

He said: "Who? Who did you say lead the team?"

Seeing Yang Mo's excited look, the disciples of Qingtian Sword Sect were startled. At first, they thought the other party was going to beat him up, but after looking at the other party's excited expression, they realized that they had misunderstood. So they quickly replied, "I heard that they are a cultivator named Wang Yuze. I don't know if it is!" His shoulder was pinched and hurt, but he didn't dare to resist at all. He knew that the person in front of him was his ancestor's brother, and he was also a master in the middle stage of the fusion, so he looked at the ancestor of his sect as if he begged for mercy. But when he saw the appearance of the ancestor, he was even more confused. Why did even the ancestor look excited?

Yang Mo couldn't wait at all and said to the disciple: "Hurry! Take us there!"

After hearing this, the disciple dared not to agree, so he quickly said yes.

After a while, the three of them had already arrived at the temporary base outside the Black Iron City. At this time, there were hundreds of cultivators there, and some of them had even begun to build tents.

Liu Rufeng and Yang Mo looked at the young man at the front of the hundreds of cultivators, and they were so excited that they didn't dare to step forward. They always thought that Wang Yuze had been torn to pieces by the cracks in the space, but they didn't expect that one day they would see their brother again.

Yang Mo still couldn't believe it and tried to shout: "Brother?"

Wang Yuze was discussing the arrangements of these more than 400 cultivators with Mo Wuchen. When he heard this, he was shocked all over his body. He knew that it was Brother Yang Mo's voice. Then he looked up.

When he saw Yang Mo and Liu Rufeng, he felt his nose feel a little sore, but the next moment he flashed and came to Yang Mo and said excitedly: "Brother! It's me! It's me!"

Yang Mo looked at Wang Yuze, gave him a hug the next second, patted Wang Yuze on the back and said, "You are not dead! You are not dead! It's so good! We always thought you have... so good!"

After a while, the two separated, Wang Yuze came to Liu Rufeng again and said happily: "Brother! I'm back!"

Liu Rufeng laughed and patted his shoulder hard, "Okay! OK! Just come back! Just come back!" Although he was not as obvious as Yang Mo's performance, Wang Yuze still saw Liu Rufeng's rolling Adam's apple rolling up and down.

After a moment, the three of them looked at me and I looked at you, and then suddenly laughed together. The friendship between brothers was fully revealed at this moment.

Many people saw a strange cultivator who could stand with a scattered immortal and a grandmaster in the fusion stage, and talked and laughed, and the relationship seemed so close. They were curious about who this stranger was, so people began to ask them constantly.
Chapter completed!