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Even though Ye Zhongming has seen many super cities in the motherland on the earth and seen many spectacular buildings left over from history, when he first saw the royal city of the widow, he was still deeply shocked by its grandeur.

It is hard for Ye Zhongming to imagine how much manpower and time it takes to build such a mountainside city in such a backward society.

It's too big!

Ye Zhongming came here to see the largest gathering point of the remnants, which was the camp of the Brahma tribe, which had already made Ye Zhongming admire, but compared to the royal city of the remnants, it was really nothing.

Ye Zhongming came in a 'vehicle' called the Silk True Monster Car, which is somewhat similar to a carriage, but obviously the Silk True Monster is much stronger than the Earth Horse, not only is it fast, but it has better endurance, and the four Silk True Monsters pulled Ye Zhongming plus a team of guards riding the Silk True Monsters, and it would have taken three days to get there.

The attendant Wang Zun, who accompanied Ye Zhongming, was quite proud when he explained, this domesticated monster had enough endurance to run a quarter of a sand setting day at full speed, if it only maintained a speed of sixty percent or seventy, then it would be no problem to run two sand setting days in a row.

This made Ye Zhongming immediately interested in this kind of third-level monster, if this thing was taken to the earth, it would be stronger than his cloud hooves that had not yet hatched.

Of course, Ye Zhongming also saw some pride in what he identified with from the expression of the servant, as well as some ...... of Ye Zhongming's identity at the moment Disdain.

It's true that wanderers are usually powerful, but on the other hand, they're all 'outliers'.

They were either rejected by their original clansmen, and their personalities were so withdrawn and strange that they could not live with their clansmen, or even committed some mistakes, and were exiled by their clansmen or absconded without permission, which was the origin of the wanderers in the first place.

Destroyer, this is the predecessor of the loiterer.

It wasn't until later that some people chose to leave the tribe and temper themselves in the wilderness for the sake of their own cultivation, in order to break through the bottleneck and reach a higher realm. These people would be kind to others and help the widows they met, and because they were strong and respected, over time, the derogatory term of the Destroyer was abandoned and replaced with a more neutral wanderer.

But in the hearts of many of the bereaved, the wanderer is basically an expellor, a person who is not tolerated by the tribe.

In particular, although Ye Zhongming's hair is a little longer, it is still outrageously short compared to the posthumous person, and this appearance may be indecent in the eyes of the close attendants, so he is repulsed.

But Ye Zhongming didn't care, all he cared about was whether he could leave here, saving him from looking for the Dawn Temple with little hope or the cursed abyss of death. 、

And then there's the Magic Crystal.

Now in his space, there is a fortune that is enough to make the survivors of the earth crazy.

60,000 third-level magic crystals! 40,000 fourth-level magic crystals! 20,000 fifth-level magic crystals! 1,000 sixth-level magic crystals! 200 seventh-level magic crystals! Four eighth-level magic crystals!

As for the first-level magic crystal, Ye Zhongming didn't want it at all, the second-level magic crystals were all regarded by him as consumables to restore spiritual power, so there was no retention at all, this level of magic crystals was inexhaustible in the tribe of the bereaved people, but at least Ye Zhongming could supply as much as he consumed.

With so many magic crystals, the space naturally couldn't fit it, so the sixty thousand third-level magic crystals were loaded into two large beast skin bags and placed at Ye Zhongming's feet.

Passing through the tall city gate, Ye Zhongming's gaze was attracted by the countless 'lamps' above Wang Cheng, there are still flying white birds hovering in the air today, and some of the remnants stand on the body of such large flying monsters, pouring unknown grease into these lamps, so that some dim lamps are lit again.

"That's a hundred vulture monsters, as long as you catch them and stab your eyes, these originally fierce monsters will become very docile, feed them, and they will listen to you and let you ride, but unfortunately, the speed is not too fast, and the eyes can't see, otherwise they can be cultivated into battle monsters."

The attendant followed Ye Zhongming's gaze to the top of the mountain, and explained casually.

Ye Zhongming nodded, but he sighed in his heart, the royal city of this bereaved person is really powerful, it is really much stronger than the tribes of Aqi Gray Mountain and even Dabu Fanban, let's just talk about taming demons, it is far from being comparable to other places.

The king who wants to see Ye Zhongming is called Neo, this name Ye Zhongming has heard of, in Ah Kuang's mouth, this Wang Zun is the most fair in the royal city, although this is also what Ah Kuang has heard, but to be able to let the small remnant tribes in remote areas know that the reputation of justice can at least explain some problems, and it is better to contact such a Wang Zun than others.

The streets of Wangcheng are wide, there is no stuffiness in the air, and even in the belly of the mountain, there is no smell of dampness and excrement, which makes Ye Zhongming very curious about the infrastructure of Wangcheng, he doesn't know if the earthlings can do so well if they build a city of such a scale in the belly of the mountain.

The Silk Monster Carriage galloped through the royal city, and rushed directly to an area of the city, where there were neat and clean white tents, and many widows wearing the same style of gray leather armor walked around in it, and when they heard the movement of the Silk Monster Carriage, they all cast their eyes on it.

When the carriage stopped in front of a huge camp in the center that was comparable to a football field, the attendant asked Ye Zhongming to get out of the car, and then walked in with him.

The lights were brightly lit inside, and six or seven people were sitting on one side of the tent, and on that side, there was a huge topographical map, although many places and identification methods were different from the earth, but Ye Zhongming could still see that it should be the whole map of the entire territory of the widows.

Many people turned their heads and saw the attendants, and then their eyes fell on Ye Zhongming's body.

The middle-aged man in the center is dressed in a cloth robe, which is a little rough, but in the posthumous person, this should be a very elaborate cloth.

"Child of Almighty God, you are here, sit down, this is the tent of King Neo, there is no need to be restrained."

A somewhat gentle voice sounded, Ye Zhongming was startled, and turned his head sideways to see a middle-aged female widow looking at him with a wooden plate on his face.

This is definitely a powerful figure who is more than level six, and has also practiced secret methods such as hidden aura!

Ye Zhongming was sure in his heart, otherwise it would be impossible for people to get close to this level without discovering it.

"Haha, Laura, you scared him."

The middle-aged man laughed and walked over with his hands behind his back.

"I am Neo, your king. Can you tell me your name? ”

There is nothing wrong with this title, the king of the widow is the king of all, at least nominally.

Ye Zhongming saluted, he is now a widow, so he must follow the etiquette of the widow, and said the name he removed from his surname, Zhong Ming.

This Neo King Venerable is a seventh-level powerhouse, and the momentum on his body makes Ye Zhongming a little frightened.

Neo's calm gaze swirled on Ye Zhongming's body, and then he walked to the side and sat down, motioning for Ye Zhongming to sit down as well, he took out a feather arrow, white level.

"You're not unfamiliar with this, because you made it, can you tell me what kind of secret method it is? I don't mean to find out your secrets, but I'm really curious, at least I've asked a lot of people, and I haven't heard of the widow having such abilities, not even in history. ”

Ye Zhongming had been prepared for this for a long time, and smiled: "I don't know who the last wanderer recorded in the history of our widow was, but the one who taught me these just returned to the arms of the Almighty God more than seven hundred days ago. ”

The people in the camp were stunned for a moment, and they all showed puzzled expressions, in history, the last wanderer has disappeared many, many days of falling sand, who is this young man talking about?

King Neo was silent for a moment, playing with the white feather arrow in his hand, and after a while, he said, "I don't know some of the rules of the Wanderer, but if I send you an invitation, would you like to join the Neo tribe and become a member of the proud royal family?" (To be continued.) )