Chapter two thousand one hundred and ninety seventh nervous exiles
After all, Xiaoyun comes from the warden clan. Although her cultivation level is not high, her vision and knowledge are not comparable to those of ordinary people.
So she wasn't too panicked at the moment.
She already understood that Luo Zheng brought the exiles...
According to Xiaoyun's idea, Luo Zheng first entered a certain big force, and after establishing a foothold in it, he connected the sisters to the bone tower for temporary shelter.
After avoiding the light of this round of judgment, try to figure out an escape plan.
After all, Xiaoyun also knows that it is extremely difficult to enter the bone tower, let alone contact those exiles?
She never thought that Luo Zheng would be able to contact the exiles in a short period of time, and gather such a large number of exiles in a short period of time!
In fact, during this operation, the exiles almost came out in full force.
This is probably the biggest change among the exiles in millions of years.
For this action, they also adopted the best plan after countless analyses.
These exiles have never had a direct confrontation with the Warden clan, so they don't know their true strength.
After discussion, Old Ghost Jin, Ming Wei and others from the Nuwa clan made a decision to gather their strongest abilities and take away the "siblings" mentioned by Luo Zheng first.
For the exiles, this rare opportunity is worth doing.
The premise is that what Luo Zheng said is true.
If Luo Zheng deceived so many exiles, his fate can be imagined.
"You, you succeeded...I didn't expect you to bring so many people here," Xiaoyun stared at Luo Zheng and said.
Luo Zheng smiled slightly and said: "There is no way, this is their decision. They feel that bringing you into the bone tower will not avoid the eyes and ears of the warden clan, so it is better to confront them head-on!"
When Xiaoyun heard this, she tilted her head, thought for a moment, and smiled slightly, "What you are thinking is really complicated!"
But it is indeed possible.
The warden clan may not be powerful, but they have the authority of this prison, and it is not that easy to fight against them.
"Whoosh..."
A white figure escaped from the sky and landed in front of Xiaoyun.
That is the woman from the Nuwa tribe, and she is also the most powerful exile in the world.
Luo Zheng already knows that her name is Ming Wei.
No matter the Nuwa people, foreigners, or even the exiles, they all call her the Master of the Mingwei Sect.
It turns out that the Nuwa clan has thousands of powerful "sect leaders" in the mother world, and Mingwei is one of them!
Mingwei came down, Old Jin, and several exiles from other races also came down.
From the time they heard the news to the day they came out in full force today, these exiles have been holding back for a while, and now is the time when they are most nervous.
If it is proven that Luo Zheng "lied", or the siblings lied, their expectations will be completely disappointed, which they cannot accept.
Even Ming Wei's beautiful face was slightly nervous. She looked at Xiaoyun and then asked: "How do you prove that you are from the warden clan?"
"I can't prove it," Xiaoyun replied.
Upon hearing this, the expressions of these exiles suddenly changed, as if their hopes had been dashed in an instant.
However, Xiaoyun added at the end, "My brother can prove it."
Then everyone's eyes turned to Fuchu behind Xiaoyun.
Seeing so many strong men from the Other Side Realm staring at him, Fuchu looked a little nervous. He nodded to everyone and said, "I can indeed prove it."
"Prove it to me," Ming Wei said calmly with a hint of irrefutable majesty.
Fuchu said "hmm" and walked in front of Mingwei. Then his index fingers intersected with each other, thumbs intersected with thumbs, and a light brown curtain appeared in the middle.
Although there is still chaos in this light curtain.
But the eyes of the exiles present suddenly lit up.
These exiles are all powerful people who have transcended the other side. Their understanding of energy is far beyond the ordinary gods and true gods. Just judging from the energy escaping from the light curtain, they have noticed something extraordinary in it.
After the light curtain gradually became clear, Fuchu said to Mingwei: "Look, these are the chains of curses behind you!"
Ming Wei looked along the light curtain, and Jin Lao and other exiles also crowded in.
In this light curtain, they saw small golden insects connected end to end, spreading towards the distance.
Mingwei took a deep breath, "I have always been aware of the existence of such a chain, but today is the first time I see it..."
An exile saw the cursed chain that bound him through Fuchu, and a red-gold lightning burst out from his hand. This lightning turned into an electric light blade that kept jumping. This electric light blade contained extremely terrifying power.
The power seems to be able to destroy the world.
"Click!"
The exile swung towards the cursed chain without hesitation.
It's a pity that there is no intersection between the two energies. The Exile's electric blade seems to have cut into the air. From the light curtain at the beginning, it can be seen that the chain of curse that binds the Exile is not moving at all.
Fuchu smiled faintly and said, "It is impossible to cut off the chain of curse through this method."
The exile nodded expressionlessly. He didn't know that the curse chain was not so easy to cut off. But when he saw this thing for the first time, he always wanted to try it.
"Is there a way to cut it off?" Ming Wei looked at Fuchu, her face became much kinder, and the smile on her face was a bit charming.
"Indeed, there are," Fuchu blinked and smiled. At such a young age, he could always be surrounded by so many strong men, and he always felt a little proud in his heart. He then said: "Among our warden clan, there are about
There are thirty people who can break the chain of curse, and I am one of them!"
"Can you cut it off now?" Mr. Jin asked immediately.
Fuchu shrugged his shoulders exaggeratedly, "Breaking the chain of the curse requires a special place, and my current cultivation level is not enough!"
"Cultivation? Do you want to cultivate to become a true god?" Ming Wei frowned.
She didn't notice the power of the Aragami in Fuchu, but at the same time she sensed that this kid was trying to condense his true energy.
If you are cultivating a desolate god, this matter is very simple. Desolate bones and even bloodline desolate bones are not worth mentioning to the exiles, but it is a bit difficult to cultivate a true god...
"Yes," Fuchu nodded, "but the entry is very ordinary."
After they defected, they wandered all the way. Where did they find any chance to practice?
Even after settling in the Bintie Tribe, Luo Zheng taught him a set of methods for cultivating true essence, but this world is not suitable for cultivating true essence. Even if the exaggeration and talent are good, his current cultivation level is far away from becoming a divine warrior.
At this time, the eyes of Mr. Jin and several other exiles were focused on Ming Wei.
Ming Wei pursed her lips and smiled lightly, "Although I never accept disciples, leave this matter to me!"
"That's the best. I'm afraid there is no one here who is more suitable than Master Mingwei. After all, the great world cultivation method comes from your clan," said Mr. Jin beside him with a smile.