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The first thousand three hundred and eighty-two chapters return to the psychedelic tower

Chaos in the city of Castellos.

Except for the masters, few practitioners can move freely in a city with such a dense concentration of survivors.

The dark night made it extremely difficult to suppress them. This was a group of remnants who had long had alien intentions.

Even if there is no chaos tonight, sooner or later it will break out one day.

Poison-quenched bows and arrows and weapons are the methods chosen by the Dongtian remnants to restrain outside cultivators.

This is an extremely effective way of combating.

To protect yourself from such intensive attacks, you need to release your inner energy, and your body will always maintain a very high consumption of inner energy.

The radiance of inner energy at night is like a bright light, making it easier for outside practitioners to gather fire.

The magic released by some survivors made some low-level practitioners even more miserable.

When Xu Zhi jumped down from the high wall, he saw Qingchuan Chizi running away while screaming.

With an extra soul in his mind, Qingchuan Akako had no intention of fighting at all. These two father and son were probably the first great practitioners to escape.

"where are we going?"

"Just find a place. These survivors now have the advantage of location and numbers, but if they are divided into small groups, they can be easily killed by the cultivators. The possibility of pursuing them is not too great."

Everything around Castelos City was out of order, and the rules in the cave were completely broken.

Xu Zhi glanced at the gryphon several times, and finally took a horse as a mount in the stable.

The map in Bolivar's hand has the coordinates of the Psychedelic Tower, and it's not too far to ride there.

In addition to Castellos City, where a large number of practitioners gather, the Tower of Psychedelic, Ruin Spring, Good Luck Lake and other places are also places where a large number of practitioners gather.

Xu Zhi thought about taking away the benefits of the Psychedelic Tower first, which could also effectively reduce some of the weight Bolivar carried.

"A lot of people are going to be unlucky this time."

Looking at the city of Castellos getting further and further away, Bolivar looked worried.

"Not only the practitioners who died in this conflict, but those who escaped also faced various troubles such as food and drinking water."

Few people can run away with a backpack as easily as they do. Some cultivators have to throw away their burdens when they rush out of the city.

"Don't talk about other people, we are also very unlucky. We don't even have a place to sleep now." Xu Zhi shook his head and said: "Our bodies can adapt to various climates. The next few days will be very difficult for Bolipiel."

There was no time to dismantle the tent and carry it, so the trip to the cave turned into a journey of disaster.

Xu looked straight at Zhengyi reporter who was suffering from insomnia.

After being given mental soothing treatment, Bolipière slept peacefully.

She only wanted to make big news, but when the big news came, she fell asleep very hard.

Perfect miss.

There are still more than five days to go.

The sky-high compensation that the Xiliu Kingdom will face is not an issue for him to consider.

Xu Zhi just wants to reap the benefits now, and then find a stable place to spend these few days and wait for the time to arrive in the cave.

Everything will turn out differently when Dongtian restarts four years later.

Different social levels and cultural understandings lead to irreconcilable conflicts between the survivors and the outside world.

No matter how strong a practitioner is, there is nothing that can be done about this contradiction, and the change of philosophy does not happen overnight.

What's more, the inside of Dongtian is not like the outside world, which can be constantly assimilated and dispersed.

The four years since the cave disappeared were enough for the survivors to make too many preparations.

Running between forests and grasslands, they are getting closer and closer to their first goal.

The magic shimmers in the distance, and the psychedelic tower looks extremely mysterious in the night sky.

The outside world has not yet been able to create this kind of building.

If you want to get benefits, you can only come to the cave.

Even Xu Zhi had to lament this civilization's exploration of astronomy and spiritual abilities.

There were more than thirty people setting up tents near the Psychedelic Tower. These people were all late in line and could only stay here.

It is now around three o'clock in the morning, which is the quietest time of the night.

When Xu Zhi and others arrived on yellow gelding, there were not many people still waiting in line. If they wanted to induce the effect of the psychedelic tower, they did not need to wait too long.

A signal tower was installed at this place, and the three order guardians left behind had obviously learned about the situation in Castellos City.

They seemed a little anxious and walked around the signal tower from time to time.

"Did you come from Castellos City? What's the situation there now?"

Seeing the three mounts approaching, the guardians rushed forward.

They haven't received a response on their communicator for a long time.

Perhaps the communicator was damaged or lost during the fighting. They had no idea about the situation in Castellos City.

The order also changed from the initial urgent gathering to the final waiting for notification.

"We don't know much about it. It seems that all the survivors over there have rebelled," Bolivar said in a deep voice.

"These damn traitors."

Some guardians clenched their fists and cursed, while others pondered how to deal with the subsequent events.

After placing the Bolliplate, Xu Zhi found a more secluded place and began to take a nap.

From time to time, golden light flashed in his hand.

He took out gold coins in a steady stream.

Not long after, he also joined the queue.

"Where did you get your gold coins?" Bolivar asked.

"I grabbed a handful during the chaos," Xu Zhi said with a smile, dropping the topic.

"Really clever," Bolivar praised. Xu Zhi grabbed four million Xiliu country banknotes. He could take advantage of the chaos and seize the opportunity to do evil. The other party's methods and character were worth learning from him.

Guarding the Psychedelic Tower is a fat job, but the guardians clearly have no intention of doing much business.

The entrants who were camping nearby were still unaware of the changes in the cave and acted ignorant and fearless. However, they were extremely anxious at this moment.

If there is still no information to command until dawn, they will need to stop the actions of this group of people, at least not to return to Castellos City.

"Welcome to the magic school. As long as you pay 1,000 gold coins, you can sign up to study and improve your knowledge or strength. It is detected that you have paid the gold coins. I wish you a happy study."

"Please choose to improve your knowledge or strength. If you don't choose within ten minutes, we will default to your first choice."

The prompts in the psychedelic tower were still the same. Xu Zhi calmly chose to increase his power and sat bored in the tower to pass the time.

A little strength makes the body accumulate one more point.

This is the accumulation on the road to becoming a master. Regardless of whether you choose knowledge or strength, it is extremely useful for personal development.

Xu Zhi prefers strength just because there are few spiritual cultivation methods in the real world, but there is no shortage of systems for accumulating knowledge and summarizing knowledge.

Compared with other cultivators, his spiritual speed is much stronger, even stronger than some master-level high-level cultivators.

His ability to develop spiritual extensions is also relatively rare.

As time went by, more and more cultivators gathered in this psychedelic tower.

Many people have the same idea as Xu Zhi. Chaos will return to Cave Heaven, so at least the benefits of coming to Cave Heaven must be taken first.

Depending on the situation of the cave, it is likely that the Castellos Cave in four years will need to be renovated and will not be open to the public.

I want to enter this cave again, at least eight years later, or even longer.

Except this time, there will be no possibility of enjoying the caves of Castellos for several years.

Young people may still be able to wait, but some older people may not be able to, even many foreign friends.

For example, Ako Qingkawa looks sad.

"Our backpacks were taken away by the survivors, how can we get gold coins now?"

His clothes were a little messy, it was obvious that he had rushed out of Castellos City and then returned.

It's just that I started a little slower.

Tens of thousands of survivors would smash, smash, and rob the practitioners' luggage, obviously at a very fast pace, leaving little chance for them to retrieve it.

"gold"

Xu Zhi's heart suddenly moved.


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