Looking down from the walls of the Yellow Turban City, the giant city almost didn't mind wasting space. It directly extended inward at the foot of the city wall and built an endless square.

At the end of the horizon, there is a second city wall faintly!

In the square, countless high platforms were built in an orderly manner according to some mysterious rule. On each platform, there was a yellow turban hero, posing in various postures, quietly, just like a sculpture.

Among them, hundreds of Yellow Turban Strongmen on the platform have disappeared. They should have followed Ya to meet Mr. Ganli!

Xu Li couldn't help but grin and thought: "The Yellow Turban Strongman in sight alone is probably as many as tens of thousands of heads. The entire Yellow Turban City is not sure how many Yellow Turban Strongman should be there. We have no way to get into this city unless we also become Yellow Turban Strongman."

In the 36 changes of the spiritual treasures of the Jade Tribute, there was no change in the Yellow Turban Powerful Soldiers, so naturally there was no way to transform into the Yellow Turban Powerful Soldiers.

Xu Liao thought to himself: "If you can't get into the city, you must exit the Yellow Turban City before the Yellow Turbans come back, otherwise the result will be very bad. But if you have arrived here, how can you be willing to leave in shame?"

Xu Le was thinking, Hu Xiuqing and Bai Qiulian had no idea, and everything was followed by his horse. At this moment, a sound suddenly came into Xu Le's ear, and a gentle voice shouted: "You count thirty-one high platforms to the right, come here, or you will be discovered when they come back later."

Xu Liao was slightly surprised, but he still compared a gesture to Hu Xiuqing and Bai Qiulian. The three of them returned to the outside and climbed to the right for more than two hours before reaching the thirty-one high platform. The voice kept guiding them, as if there was no malice at all.

When they climbed up the city wall on the side of the platform where the sound was directed by the sound, a brick and stone suddenly shrank quietly, revealing a black hole.

At this moment, more than a hundred golden lights appeared above the Yellow Turban City, and the Yellow Turban Warriors rushed back.

After promised that they had no choice but to drill into the hole on the side of the platform, and then the brick and stone quietly returned to the distance. In just a few minutes, a yellow turban hero landed on the platform. He stood still and turned into a sculpture.

After all, they were only one line away, and they were about to be discovered by these returning Yellow Turban heroes. They crawled into the platform and their eyes suddenly lit up.

A young man wearing glasses, slightly short but very gentle, had a ball of light floating behind his head, and his hands were pressed against an extremely strange instrument, and he seemed to have no time to talk to them.

Bai Qiulian shouted in surprise: "Senior Brother Ye Bai! Why is it you?"

Xu Liao and Hu Xiuqing were also surprised. They did not expect that the person who gave them a message was the mythical Ye Bai. Although this person was not a senior brother, he was not inferior to Su Zhan. Among the three masters of mythology, he was the most low-key but also the most mysterious. He did not expect that he was such a simple person.

Ye Bai's deduction operation seemed to be at a critical moment, and he didn't even have time to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and shouted: "When I figured out this key, I will talk to you!"

Xu Le was not polite, and he circled around the ground, closed his eyes slightly, activated the Jiuyuan Calculation Sutra and tried to calculate it. However, his Jiuyuan Calculation Sutra was far inferior to Ye Bai, and he only calculated that this strange instrument seemed to be related to the Yellow Turban Powerful Man, and it was part of the entire Yellow Turban City, but he could not calculate the specific function.

Ye Bai glanced at him and asked with a strange look on his face: "Who is your little dragon from the Ao family? How could he understand the Nine Yuan Calculation of our myth?"

Xu Le smiled and said, "I am not from the Ao family. I am Xu Le, a disciple of the Dongxuan Immortal Sect. The Jiuyuan Calculation Sutra I learned was taught by Senior Brother Su Zhan and asked Senior Brother Jiang Zhen to teach it!"

Ye Bai exclaimed, "You promised it? Then..."

He turned his head and glanced at Bai Qiuxuan, who also turned into a little green dragon, shouted: "You are Bai Qiuxuan? No wonder you recognize me!"

Bai Qiulian nodded slightly. He gave a bow and said, "Senior Brother Ye Bai, when you and my sister Bai Juan returned to the Bai family, I saw you before, so I recognized you!"

Ye Bai's face turned slightly red, and he laughed: "It's really Xiao Shijiu'er! Why did you become a Qinglong with Xu Le? Isn't your Bai family the blood of Bai Jiao? I heard that Xu Le is the blood of the immortal tree, nor is it the Qinglong?"

Xu Le took the words and said, "We have had some adventure in the Qinglong District and learned the Qinglong Transformation of the Demonic Nervous!"

Xu and Bai Qiuxuan did not learn the Qinglong Transformation, but this explanation was the simplest, closest to the real situation, and most suitable for the needs of the moment. It was a long story short and let the other party understand the situation.

Ye Bai nodded and said, "You are lucky. When my fellow disciples and I entered the Longhua Society, they were attacked by the Yellow Turbans and everyone was forced to separate. I found the Yellow Turban City and wanted to crack the secret of this giant city. Unfortunately, my Nine Yuan Calculation Sutra has only been practicing the third chapter, and I lacked enough references, so I could not invade this giant city!"

Xu Liao couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother Ye Bai, what reference do you need?"

Ye Bai sighed and said, "Of course it is the body of the Yellow Turban Strongman. If there is no living, the corpse will be formed!"

Xu Le pushed it casually, and the two yellow-turban strong men he had put away were thrown to the ground and said, "There are two ends here, and one end is still alive. I wonder if Senior Brother Ye Bai can use it?"

Ye Bai's eyes suddenly shone, and he reached out his hand to grab the two yellow turban heroes. The celestial ball above his head was thrown away and turned sharply. In a moment, a yellow turban hero was dismantled into hundreds of components, suspended in the air. From time to time, one component was activated and emitted various lights.

Ye Bai dismantled the Yellow Turban Strongman and said to them: "These high platforms not only have maintenance functions, but if the Yellow Turban Strongman who was contacted is killed or disappeared, the Yellow Turban City will also transmit various materials to build a new Yellow Turban Strongman here. I have tried to crack it for a long time, but there has been no progress, but with these two Yellow Turban Strongmans as reference, it is estimated that some results will be achieved in a maximum of 100 days. Maybe these high platforms can be used to affect the Yellow Turban City in reverse."

Xu was dizzy when he heard this, probably understood that this high platform was equivalent to a terminal. The Yellow Turban City is a data center and a supercomputer. He has control rights for all terminals. Ye Bai wanted to reversely erode the data center from the terminal.

He couldn't help asking, "What can we help?"

Ye Bai scratched his head, suddenly smiled, and said, "I really need you, I'll try to practice this!" He shot out a spiritual wave and injected it into Xu Le's sea of ​​consciousness... (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!