Signed To The Ancestral Land For A Hundred Years, You Will Be Invincible When You Come Out Of The Mo

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty: Please Enter the Urn

“Prince Bai, I don’t know why you call the slave house?”

Mrs. Bone asked delicately.

Although Mrs. White Bone tried to make a calm look, Wu Tian still felt it, her breath was a bit disordered.

Looking at Mrs. White Bone’s delicate face, Wu Tian said lightly, “I will leave here after a while and go to other places to do some things. After I leave, this soul hall will be taken care of by you.”

Mrs. White Bone hurriedly revealed his loyalty, “Yes, the slave was born as a white son, and died as a ghost of the white son. He must have done his best for him and died.”

“Don’t talk about these scenes, I don’t like to listen, I just look at the actual action.” Wu Tian paused, and then said, “Now that things are happening, you should also let you know where I came from.”

Mrs. Bones hurriedly put on a gesture of listening attentively.

Wu Tian carried his hands behind his back, his gaze faintly said, “I am the ancestor of the Martial Master of the Dagan Dynasty of the Lower Realm Martial Lord, and this time in the upper cloud realm is to seek a wider world in the legend. If there is my back People come to experience in this cloud realm, you must do your best to protect them. This is my only requirement of you.”

Madame White Bone suddenly nodded, “Don’t worry, Young Master Bai, I will do my best to do what you have given me.”

Mrs. White Bone habitually called her address, and then realized that Wu Tian had already explained her origins, and quickly changed her words, “Ah no, Lord Wu.”

“The title is just a matter of form, I don’t force it.” Wu Tian smiled, “This time I leave the cloud realm. For those people, you should focus on choosing a few upper ranks with weak foundations. I have learned from the soul song that today’s soul The strength of the temple is not as good as before, and it is inevitable that the other two forces in the second stage of the cloud will be worried, so before I leave, I will leave you with a formation, this array can protect the soul temple.”

“Young Master Bai has a foresight.”

Mrs. Bone’s eyes were full of sincere admiration for Wu Tian, ​​and she admired her from the bottom of her heart.

Calculating three steps in one step, to find a safe trial place for the family’s children, he rushed into the nine clouds and turned all the foreign races upside down.

Its ferocity was so brutal that even the Cloud Realm Land Snake and Soul Aotian, the lord of the Soul Palace, were able to treat each other politely, giving three points of courtesy.

In the end, she won the entire Soul Palace by amazing means. This kind of strange man is what she really likes.

Mrs. Bone unknowingly compared Wu Tian with the stranger who flattered her, and suddenly felt dull for a while.

How can the light of fireflies compare with the radiance of the sun and the moon?

Those ugly faces are not worthy of carrying shoes for Mr. Bai.

Wu Tian’s dark eyes looked at Mrs. White Bone calmly and said, “I will teach you another technique. If you master it, you can judge the life and death of those people at will, which makes it more convenient for you to control the soul palace.”

Mrs. Bones was overjoyed, and bowed her head obediently, listening attentively under Wu Tian’s sign.

……

Time flies, and another month has passed.

During this period, Wu Tian signed in everywhere in the cloud realm, and the reward he received was quite generous.

On this day, Wu Tian was in the secret room of the Soul Hall, sketching the formation.

The giant heart in the blood tan has been extracted by Wu Tian because of the Blood Essence and life essence, and gradually has a tendency to shriveled and decayed.

“My lord, the reward order has already been raised. At this moment, the seven Martial Emperor cultivators outside the hall are waiting.”

The soul song came in from the repaired passage and reported.

This was specially ordered by Wu Tian. As long as there is news about the Martial Emperor realm cultivator, you can come directly to him without reporting.

Mrs. Bone also learned that Wu Tian needed a Martial Emperor realm cultivator, and suggested to choose it directly from the Soul Palace.

However, Wu Tian vetoed it. They had all used Ku Ling, which was originally intended to be reserved for Mrs. Bone’s team.

And as array spirits, their strength is not strong enough.

“How come there are seven? Didn’t I explain that there are only five?”

Wu Tian stopped the work at hand, turned around and looked at the soul song in confusion and asked.

The soul song explained, “This is because the price set by the reward order is too high, so many people are moved, and there are many good players. These seven are even better hands, and they are equally strong.”

Wu Tian nodded, “If this is the case, then summon all seven of them. Remember that the 13 Martial Emperors originally selected replace the two weakest ones, and then call 18 of them together. Come in.”

“Yes.”

The soul song cupped hands cupped fist, bent over and retreated.

After the secret room became quiet again, Wu Tian continued to perfect the formation.

Soon, under the leadership of the soul song, eighteen Martial Emperors walked in one by one.

Eighteen strange aliens.

“Stand aside first.”

Wu Tian said without raising his head.

After a brief period of excitement, the secret room fell silent again.

The eighteen Martial Emperors stood on each side, keeping a distance from each other.

Standing in the middle of the secret room, Wu Tian devoted himself to the process of drawing formation, stroke by stroke, with a very serious expression.

As the formation gradually improved, a golden and majestic Buddhist Sanskrit characters appeared.

Shit!

Wu Tian boldly swiped the last stroke, and then threw away the Magical Item, the Xuanmo Tianbi, which was specially used to draw formation.

This free and unrestrained stroke can be described as a dragon and a snake, and it is very spiritual.

And with this finishing touch, the entire huge, complex and exquisite formation seemed to come alive.

The strong vitality in the air spread along the traces of the brush and ink, and almost in the blink of an eye, a formation of terrifying aura was displayed vividly in front of everyone.

In the formation, there are exactly 18 vacancies, no more, no less, exactly 18.

“Please come in.”

Wu Tian put his hands on his back and turned around, looking at their eyes without a smile.

The moment the formation was formed, there was a terrifying wave of air.

The air wave blew up Wu Tian’s robes and sleeves, and the blowing clothes made a hunting noise.

The black-haired dancing room unexpectedly added a touch of evil charm to that Yingjun’s upright face.

The evil spirits covered every corner of the secret room, and some corners even condensed a little dew.

“My adults have spoken, everyone, please.”

Seeing that everyone hadn’t moved for a long time, the soul song straightened his chest and raised his head, squinting at the eighteen Martial Emperors.

Even if the 18 Martial Emperors reacted slowly at this moment, they also reacted.

This is a sheep’s mouth.

I was restless and just wanted to escape…

At the entrance of the passage, I don’t know when it was blocked by Mrs. Bone and her subordinates, and it was completely blocked.

Mrs. Bone licked her bright vermilion lips, charmingly looked at the eighteen Martial Emperors, “My master has already spoken, please don’t leave in a hurry, just give Face.”