At this moment, Tang Yan successfully penetrated deep into the inner city, broke through the numerous encirclements, and arrived at the corner of the inner city.
Although the ancient city of Leiwen is dilapidated, its overall area is quite vast, spanning at least a hundred miles in all directions.
The layout of the inner city is relatively neat, but it is very crowded and full of tall buildings.
Tang Yan stood on the top of a ten-story restaurant, staring at the vast and magnificent inner city. He took a deep breath, not wanting to give up, and prepared to push from the outer edge towards the city lord's palace. Even if he searched three or five times, he would definitely find the Witch's Commandments.
Found.
There are emotional factors and there are interest factors.
As a fellow from the Qitian Continent, he sincerely hopes to bring everyone together to form a cohesive force and create a world in this forgotten war world. There is no distinction between you and me. No one rules the other, we just work together.
He values the potential and strength of Wu Jie Shu, and if he is given enough support and background, he can definitely shine. So... if he joins the war alliance, the war alliance will have new powerful generals, and if he joins other forces, the other party will also be more powerful.
He must find the Book of Witchcraft Commandments! He must bring back the war alliance! Even if it means using some tough methods!
"Senluo eyes, open!"
Tang Yan was prepared to search all night long and to search the whole city.
But this time, when Senluo's eyes covered the surrounding restaurants and shops, he quickly discovered strange clues.
Three miles ahead, deep in a twisted and dark alley, a dark mist was quietly dormant, blending into the darkness and the cold stone wall there.
A simple inspection could not detect any abnormalities there. Even the Senluo Eye captured only a strange surge of energy, which was very weak and very quiet.
"Is that a book of witch commandments?!" Tang Yan jumped down and ran straight to the alley.
This alley is twisting and winding, thin and winding, extending in twists and turns to unknown streets. It is so unremarkable that it is very hidden.
Tang Yan's sudden intrusion immediately disturbed the fog inside.
The already weak aura quickly weakened, and even the fog was fading, as if it was completely invisible.
"Witch Book! I am Tang Yan!!" Tang Yan stopped at the corner and did not advance directly to avoid disturbing the other party and escaping. The fog was so obscure that it actually blocked the prying eyes of Senluo Eyes and blocked the exploration of what was inside.
The situation is obviously some kind of advanced martial arts, not ordinary.
The fog gradually stopped fading, and there was a faint energy reviving inside.
"I have no ill intentions and will not hurt you. I just want to talk to you." Tang Yan spread his hands, indicating that he was not carrying weapons and had no martial arts skills.
There was a long silence, the mist was silent, and it seemed like there was a confrontation.
"Book of Witchcraft Commandments?" Tang Yan called out tentatively.
"Tang Yan...a familiar name..." A hoarse voice came from the mist, very weak and deep.
Gradually, the fog became thicker and heavier, blooming with faint splendor, regaining its luster, no longer so dark, and revealing the hidden figure inside.
The man was tall and mighty, with a face as clear as a sculpture, and an angular face that was unusually cold and handsome.
His clothes were a little shabby, and his long hair was hanging loosely behind his back. He looked very embarrassed, but the glint in his eyes made people dare not look down upon him.
It is the inherited prince of the Tianquan Empire, the Book of Witchcraft and Commandments!
But he has long lived up to his former heroic appearance and is no longer arrogant. His face is pale and his breath is messy, as if he has suffered a huge trauma, and as if he has been hunted all year round, and can no longer compete with the witches who were proud of the heroes in the arena.
The commandments are linked together.
"What's wrong with you?" Tang Yan frowned, familiar? Wu Jieshu didn't remember him?
"Me?" Wu Jieshu waved his hand to disperse the colorful light around him, and found himself in the dark alley, confronting Tang Yan silently, or looking at Tang Yan carefully.
Tang Yan frowned more and more, faintly aware that something was wrong.
Wu Jieshu twisted his neck hard, and the crisp sound of bone friction echoed in the empty alley, harsh and weird. He just looked at Tang Yan, his breath and spirit recovering little by little, as if he was sleeping before and now he is recovering.
Spirit: "Tang Yan? Remembered."
"Are you OK?"
"Tang Yan...Tang Yan...remember..." Wu Jieshu narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "I haven't seen you for a few years, and you have been promoted to a saint? Should I say congratulations?"
"You can do it too, it's just a matter of time. Wu Jieshu, if you are tired, come back to the Alliance with me. Xue Tianchen, Tian Si, Luan Che, and many others are all there. If you are willing, it can be yours.
New home.
We have no hatred or hatred, and there is no need to live or die against each other. Moreover, in this strange world, we face many enemies and should support each other."
Tang Yan felt more and more that Wu Jieshu was a bit strange, his eyes, expression, and behavior were all very strange.
Although I didn't have much contact with him back then, after all, I fought to the death and got along with him for half a month. Today's book of witchcraft commandments is completely different from what I remember.
Have you gone through a lot of hardships over the years?
Is it the environmental situation that affects xinxing?
It has been more than three years, what has he experienced?
"War alliance? What war alliance?" Wu Jieshu's expression was indifferent, as if he was wary.
"The former Southeast Beast Mountain has now been renamed the Zhan Alliance. You can regard it as your home. I can guarantee that I will give you the most equal treatment and allow you to adjust and recover. The Zhan Alliance will not give you any restrictions. You and I, my friend
status, get along as equals, and you can even leave at some point in the future."
"Beast Mountain, I have some impressions."
"Follow me?" Tang Yan looked at Wu Jie Shu again, and felt in a daze that even the tone of his speech had changed. It was dry, dull, lifeless, and he seemed to be repeating the same few sentences.
Wu Jieshu did not answer. He looked at him intently for a long time, rubbed his forehead, and said again: "I know you, you are Tang Yan."
What? Tang Yan felt wary for no reason, secretly activated his martial arts skills, and walked towards Wu Jieshu: "What's wrong with you??"
"I?"
"What happened to you?"
"Who am I?" Wu Jieshu raised his head slightly and looked at the night in confusion.
"You are Wu Jieshu! You are the prince of Tianquan Empire! What happened to you??" Tang Yan said suddenly.
"I am the Book of Witchcraft Commandments? I am...the Book of Witchcraft Commandments..."
"Do you want to return to Qitian Continent, do you want to see your father again, do you want to take over the throne?! If you want, cheer me up!!"
"Witch Book of Commandments... Tianquan Empire... such a familiar name..." Wu Commandments Book repeated his dry tone again, as if he was mentally traumatized, sometimes sober and sometimes confused.
"You really don't know yourself?"
"Of course I know me! I also know you! I am Wu Jieshu, and you are Tang Yan!" Wu Jieshu's eyes suddenly brightened, and he regained his energy and heroic appearance. But in the blink of an eye, he was confused again, and he murmured and repeated: "I
Is it a book of witch commandments? I am a book of witch commandments? Who am I? Who am I..."
"Relax first!" Tang Yan tentatively approached.
"Who am I?" Wu Jieshu suddenly hugged his head in pain, his face was pale, and a large amount of sweat oozed from his forehead.
Tang Yan frowned and became vigilant. He used his mind power to cover an eight-mile radius centered on the alley, but found nothing unusual, let alone a powerful aura.
But out of caution, he lightly touched the golden lock with his fingertips, releasing the ancient sword inside.
The silent ‘Blood Silver’ is also slowly reviving.
"Who am I? What's wrong with me?" Wu Jieshu was in a very confused mood.
"I'll take you back!" Tang Yan suddenly got angry, clenched his fist and hit Wu Jieshu's head, as fast as the wind and as moving as thunder.
The book of witch commandments was being repeated in a confused manner, confused and unaware of the danger coming.
Bang!!
The iron fist hit Wu Jieshu hard on the head.
Wu Jieshu's whole body trembled, and he hit the stone wall next to him. Tang Yan dodged to the wall and stopped him. He turned his hand like a knife and hit Wu Jieshu hard on the back of the neck again.
After two consecutive heavy blows, Wu Jieshu fell down without any suspense, and his already groggy consciousness completely passed out.
There was no counterattack from beginning to end, and the coma was very simple.
Tang Yan helped him and slowly sat him down by the wall. He looked at him carefully for a while to confirm that he was really unconscious. He stretched out his hand and pulled open the collar of the witchcraft book. It was full of blood and could not be seen clearly.
Skin, but Tang Yan felt vaguely weird, or maybe the whole thing was weird.
At this time, the Yanhua Tower far away at the junction of the inner city and the outer city... suddenly triggered a violent explosion... which shocked most of the ancient city.
At the same moment, Wu Jieshu, who was lying in Tang Yan's arms, suddenly opened his eyes, and his bright eyes were replaced by a terrifying dark green. Under the blood stains on his body, black markings squirmed like poisonous snakes.