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Now the Xuan character on the back of Wei He's hand can already provide him with the liberation of all his strength in the non-secret state.
But to do this is the limit.
The conversion organization cultivated from the materials of He Shanjun and other big monsters can only have this level at most.
This is because Lord Heshan himself is a great monster who is extremely good at defense.
Changing it to something else may not necessarily have such a good effect.
From the mouths of these big monsters, Wei He learned that there are three thousand-year-old big monsters in the Monster League.
These three thousand-year-old monsters are the true trump card of the Monster League.
Even if it is as strong as Minshan's old mother, it is only at the same level as Heshan Jun. Facing the thousand-year-old monster, any monster can only bow down and show submission.
Wei He felt that the most advanced conversion organization might only be completed by looking for a thousand-year-old demon.
He planned to unblock his own strength first, and after reaching the level where he could use it freely without any scruples, he would start a large-scale hoarding and transformation organization to prepare for the release of the Great Moon Emperor's Mausoleum later.
In the Dayue Imperial Mausoleum on the other side of the Linglong Pagoda, there are many true blood powerhouses of Dayue.
As long as they can all be rescued, this land may not be able to reproduce the grand occasion of the year.
Of course, Wei He's real wish is still to hope that there will be traces of Master Li Rong in the tomb.
He was sure that Yuanduzi had left, but apart from Kaiyuanduzi, there were Li Rong and the rest of the Xuanmiaozong's ancestors, and they should all be in the mausoleum.
Therefore, if he wants to open the mausoleum and reproduce the glory of true blood and strength, he must prepare enough conversion organizations in advance.
In addition, the situation of Zhou Xingtong and the two of them also made Wei He completely give up on the idea of ??gathering the remaining warriors outside.
What's the use of gathering such weak warriors together? It is estimated that even ordinary soldiers with guns cannot suppress it.
April 19.
At the back door of Ningzhou Marshal's Mansion.
Chen Youguang looked at a black car with bloodshot eyes, which slowly raised dust and drove away along the road.
He finally sent that demon away completely, finally, he was completely freed.
My wife has been on the go, and now she can finally come back and have a good rest.
For Chen Youguang, life during this period was simply a nightmare.
He fell from a high-ranking general to a prisoner in confinement in an instant.
His wife was forced to flee, and his former subordinates were slaughtered in a blink of an eye.
Phew
At this time, he finally let out a long breath. Fortunately, he has been bearing the burden of humiliation, and has been enduring it. Now, it has finally arrived
"Marshal, although your lord is gone, you must remember not to forget to carry out Mr. Wei's orders." A senior adjutant suddenly reminded him in a deep voice.
Chen Youguang narrowed his pupils and looked at the other party suddenly.
"What do you mean?!" His expression froze.
"Marshal, during your confinement period, all those who dared to resist are gone, and the remaining people have the means left by Mr. Wei. So" The senior adjutant smiled bitterly.
Chen Youguang's body trembled when he heard the words, his eyes raised hope just now, and then slowly fell silent again.
"Ah!!" Suddenly, the maid's scream came from the mansion.
Chen Youguang hurried in to have a look.
In the front courtyard of the Marshal's Mansion, a bloody woman in white was lying on the ground dying. It was his long-cherished wife¡ªYun Si!
She also had a wooden tag tied around her neck.
It is engraved on it: Thank you for the hospitality, and return it to the original owner - Wei.
With trembling hands, Chen Youguang approached slowly, hugged his wife gently, and blurred his vision.
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The sound of the vehicle's engine was a bit rough, but it was able to carry people from Ningzhou to Minshan, such a long distance, already made Wei He admired.
He sat in the back row and looked out the window.
The fallen leaves blowing in the wind outside, the rolling blue mountains in the distance, and the occasional birds and birds flying past all made him feel familiar and intimacy.
That feeling is like the feeling when I took a long-distance bus alone in my previous life and went out to school.
At that time, he went to the university far away from his hometown by car alone, with the suitcase on top of his head, sitting alone, and his only pastime was to look at the changing scenery outside the window.
 Dirty, messy, backward, numb.
But slowly, as the car got closer to the city.
The buildings on both sides gradually began to have various styles, including the local style of January and the European style of the foreign Sierra Kela.
A long time ago, Wei He felt that Seracla was very similar to Europe in his previous life, and the most important part of this was the architectural style and clothing.
The car quickly passed through a checkpoint, and after handing out the pass issued by Ningzhou.
The vehicles lined up in a long line and slowly drove into the real Minshan.
One after another, uneven floors. Among the hustle and bustle of people, there are not only people from Yuan Yue, but also many foreigners.
Obviously, most of the people in January are not as strong and tall as foreigners because of nutritional problems.
And many of the Yuanyue people are mostly plainly dressed and obviously do manual labor.
Among them, those who are neatly dressed and made of expensive materials are, after all, a minority.
On the contrary, the vast majority of foreigners are mostly well-dressed and confident.
This made Wei He involuntarily think of the Republic of China in his previous life.
The only thing here that is different from the period of the Republic of China may be the dirty braid that can be seen everywhere.
"Mr. Wei, where are we going now?" Hua Junzi drove the car, carefully looking at Wei He in the rearview mirror.
"Find a place to park, come down and take a look."
Wei He came to this place for the first time. The city established at the meeting point of the native and the foreign.
I also wanted to come down and look around.
"yes."
The car slowly followed the street and drove onto a riverside avenue.
The side of the road is full of pure white tree flowers, and I don't know what species they are. The petals flutter in the wind, bringing bursts of fresh fragrance.
Boom.
Suddenly, on the road in front of Wei He, a black car stopped slowly after a few snorts, as if it had hit something.
Immediately afterwards, a faint cry floated from the front. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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