At noon on October 2, 3586 of the Wa Emperor Calendar, the sun was shining brightly. Somewhere in the sky above the sky, a burly figure was galloping in the sky, at a speed approaching a kilometer per second, like skyrocketing. Like a rocket, it passed through the clouds and threw the floating mountains underfoot, and flew straight toward the top of the sky in the sky.

In such a high-speed flight, the thin air in the sky and the figure’s protective body and fighting energy naturally rubbed. In front of the figure, a gas mask like a fire was naturally produced, behind the gas mask. Still dragging a tail, even in the daytime, it is very conspicuous in the sky.

"Grandpa, grandpa, look, what is that..."

It is a formation of several flying boats flying slowly and steadily over the Yaohai. On one of the flying boats, a seven- or eight-year-old boy was curiously looking at Yaohai under his feet on the deck. Seeing the red light in the sky rising like a meteor, the little boy couldn't help but curiously yelled at the red light.

Hearing the cry of the little boy, an old man quickly walked out of the cabin behind the deck. At the beginning, the old man was a little nervous, but when he came out, he saw that point in the sky far away. The old man watched for a few seconds of the sky's figure, before he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Good grandson, there is a **** who is going to the market..."

"Chongxu?" The little boy's eyes rolled flexibly, "Grandpa, what is Chongxu? You are also a **** general. Can you make it?"

"The so-called rush to the market is to rush from the lower level of the skyscraper directly into the mountain market! Heh... heh, grandpa is just a water **** and cannot rush to the market. Moreover, grandpa is old. If he wants to rush to the market, at least Fengshen general..." The old man looked at the already blurred light and shadow in the sky and said in a tone of envy and emotion.

"Ah, being able to become a **** general is already very powerful, why do you want to go to the market..."

"Becoming a **** general is indeed powerful, but only a **** general who can break through the ruins, and who can return after the ruins, can become the real strong. The ruins are a test of the real strong. In that mountain ruins, there are also strong ones. The battlefield, and at the same time, there are many treasures in the mountains. Do you remember that grandpa once told you what you need to do if you want to become a peerless strongman at the first level of the Emperor?" The old man took the opportunity to sow the little boy's heart of self-improvement. seed.

"I remember, Grandpa said that if you want to become a **** emperor, you must drink the Nine Heavens Divine Spring..." the little boy became excited and said immediately.

"Yes, the Nine Heavens Divine Spring is within the market!"

"When I grow up, I have to go to the market and become a **** emperor..." the little boy said immediately.

"That has to be very hard work, very hard work, but also able to endure hardships. When other children are playing, you have to be able to endure the loneliness that ignites the bright spot. Only such a person will be better than grandpa in the future and can be charged. Xiu, can you do it?" The old man touched his grandson's head and smiled.

"I can!" The little boy nodded hard with a resolute look.

"Then have you finished today's homework?"

The little boy stuck his tongue out, "Grandpa, I'm going to polish something..."

"Okay, go..."

The little boy returned to the cabin of the flying boat, and the old man raised his head, looking at the shadow in the sky that was almost invisible, with a worried expression on his face, and muttered to himself, "This is already all the way. It's the fourth one to come. The day when the ruins of the mountain market opens up is coming, the strong masters have begun to rush into the ruins one after another, and the dark emperor temple is making waves. Is this day of chaos in the world of skyscrapers coming?"

"Master..." A man who looked like a housekeeper walked out of the cabin door and came behind the old man. "The young master is still in Suian City. There is news from Suian City that Qi family who originally wanted to accept our family's property I regretted it. The Qi family said that the previous purchase price was too high and they wanted to reduce it by 30%..."

"Achieve 30% from three, let the eldest master deal with it as soon as possible and come to the Royal City of Wa!" The old man looked calm, "It's just a little money, it's not that important..."

"Yes, I'm going to inform the young master!"

"You tell Zhiheng, in the troubled times, the survival of our Hong family is more important than anything else. As long as people are there, we can earn back ten times a hundred times the industry in the future..." the old man said calmly.

"Yes!"

"I'm almost at the Wa Imperial City, so let the people patrolling and watching around Feizhou stay careless, wait until the Wa Imperial City settles down, and rest well!"

"Yes!"

After the old man finished speaking, he glanced at the sky again, then shook his head slightly, and walked into the cabin of the flying boat.

In such a short time, a cloud layer floated in the sky, and the figure of the ruins that was still clearly visible just now was no longer visible...

The person who is flying to the top of the sky may not know yet. In the mouth of some of the gods in the sky, Fengshen rushed the above people into the mountain market, and even a proper term-Chongxu has been born. .

The word "Chongxu" is just like the words "Crossing the Guandong" and "Going to the sea" that have appeared in Chinese history before the Cataclysm, with a strange charm. The word seems to have become strength, courage, determination, and danger. A mixed mixture.

Of course, if there are people from Taixia at this moment, and that person lives in Youzhou, Taixia, and the eyes and eyes in Youzhou are active, the people from Taixia can see the face of the big man who is rushing to the market at this moment. , Will be surprised.

That bald head, that thick eyebrow, that face, that majestic figure like an iron tower, and that high-spirited aura that surging on him, who is this person, who is not Cui Li, who once made Taixia ups and downs?

Of course, almost all the knights in Taixia also know that the so-called Cui Li is just the Lord of Candle Dragon, and Iron Dragon Zongzong advocates iron vests.

The people of Taixia knew, the people of the Skyscraper didn’t know it, especially the Hundred-faced Demon King. So, after leaving the Black Iron Fort this time, Zhang Tie simply changed his face, wearing Putting on this vest of Cui Li, he flew to the ruins, preparing to attack the semi-sage.

It took 35 days to eat the washing **** pill. After eating the washing **** pill, the time was already September 20, 3586 in the Wa Huang calendar. At this time, the Wang Sun of September has passed, and there are still a few days before the new day of October. God, couldn’t leave the Black Iron Fort, so Zhang Tie stayed in the Black Iron Fort for another 10 days...

Counting it down, this time Zhang Tie spent 45 days in the Black Iron Fort.

Of course, to be on the safe side, before coming out, Zhang Tie tried the "compass" made by the Hundred-faced Devil Emperor, and found that even if the compass was close to him, he was indifferent and would no longer sense and lock his position. Then, in the early morning and night of October 1st, when the sea was all black, Zhang Tie, who was transformed into Cui Li, slipped out of the Black Iron Fort...

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