Wen Zilong flew in the direction of Wenjia Village.

Directly to the back slope of Wenjia Village.

Looking at the two "new tombs", Wen Zilong came from it.

Grief from the depths of the soul.

After four years of leaving, his parents turned out to be ......

Tears poured out uncontrollably.

"Dad...... Mom......"

After only two words, I couldn't stop crying.

I thought that when I could transform into a human form, I would come back to see them.

Now, I have finally taken on human form and finally come back.

But the parents left.

God, are you deliberately playing tricks on me?

"Ahh

For a long time, Wen Zilong looked up to the sky and roared.

In the midst of the whistling, he could no longer suppress his emotions.

The body has also undergone tremendous changes due to changes in mood.

In a very short period of time, he had transformed into an undead wurm.

Soaring into the sky, hovering over the graves of their parents.

A mournful roar came from his throat.

"Whew————"

"Roar————

The sound spread over a radius of more than 100 kilometers.

In the Bronze City, all humans heard this terrifying roar.

They all looked in the distance in the direction where the sound came.

There was a group of about fifty warriors from the Martial Alliance, and they were driving to Wenjia Village.

Hearing this, they immediately stopped the car.

Look at the sky in the distance.

However, since they were at the bottom of the ravine at this time, they did not see the huge dragon shadow in the sky.

Wenjia Village, Hou Tomb.

When Wen Hao saw this scene, he was so shocked that his mouth opened wide.

But he couldn't say a word.

Azeroth, the shape of which has not changed.

However, the murderous aura on his body was almost condensed into substance.

The naked eye could see that around his body, there was a layer of blood-red mist with a diameter of more than twenty meters.

Wen Zilong hovered in the air for more than twenty minutes before finally landing on the ground.

Reincarnate into human form.

Around Azeroth's body, the blood-red mist slowly withdrew into his body.

In Wen Zilong's eyes, tears flowed for a long time.

Wen Hao only swallowed a mouthful of saliva at this time.

What kind of murderers are these two?

Brother Long can turn into such a creature, it looks like an undead dragon in a game or movie show.

And this Azeroth, blood mist can gush into his body.

After a moment, he took a deep breath before comforting:

"Brother Long, mourn."

Wen Zilong wiped a handful of tears:

"At present, the most important thing is to get Xiaohan and Yuqi back, otherwise, my parents will not be blind to death."

Wen Hao nodded:

"Hmm."

At this moment, more than fifty warriors had burst out around them, surrounding them.

"You are already surrounded, immediately tie your hands and arrest you, otherwise, you will be killed on the spot!"

A rough voice roared.

Wen Hao frowned: "They have guns." And it's a gun that specializes in dealing with warriors. It is at least ten times more powerful than a normal gun. Even a seventh-level or even eighth-level martial artist will be seriously injured under the bullets of this kind of gun. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the rough voice shouted again:

"I counted dozens of them, put my hands on my head, and lay on the ground."

"Ten...... Nine...... Eight ......"

If Wen Hao was alone, he had no other way at this time but to do what they said.

Otherwise, it will be beaten into a sieve in minutes.

However, he glanced at Wen Zilong and Azeroth.

I saw that they were all martial artists who didn't even pay attention to those martial arts alliances.

He didn't do it.

"Three...... Two...... One! Shoot! ”

The gruff voice roared.

Bang –

There was a loud bang, resounding throughout the back grave.

It reverberates throughout the back slope.

Ding——

A sniper rifle bullet that hit Azeroth in the forehead.

However, the bullet, on Azeroth's forehead, only splashed a few sparks.

There was not even a trace left on his head.

Wen Hao was even more surprised when he saw this scene.

He already knew that this Westerner, very strong.

However, I didn't expect it to be so strong.

Even bullets can be ignored.

Those warriors of the Martial Alliance, when they saw this scene, they were all shocked.

Although an ordinary fifth-level martial artist, the bullet can no longer penetrate the skin.

But what they just used was a bullet that specifically dealt with the warriors.

Even if it is the seventh or even the eighth order, under this bullet, they will be seriously injured.

But this guy was unscathed.

Could it be that he is a ninth-level martial artist?

Or is it the same level 10 as the leader of the Martial Alliance?

However, even if he is the leader of the Martial Alliance, a tenth-level martial artist.

I can't bear the rockets.

That's right, this time, they brought rockets.

Phew-

A rocket, flying straight at Azeroth.

However, just as the rocket was still a meter away from Azeroth, it suddenly vanished.

When he reappeared, he was already in the middle of those warriors.

Boom –

The rockets exploded.

Four or five warriors nearby were directly blown away.

When the rest of the warriors saw this, they were terrified.

What the hell is this?

"There are ghosts! There's a ghost! ”

",!"

"Run!"

These warriors of the Martial Alliance hurriedly scattered and fled.

Wen Hao's eyes widened again.

The rockets were obviously flying over, why did they suddenly appear on the side of those warriors again?

Could it be that you really saw the hell?

Of course he didn't know that this was Wen Zilong's technique of using space transfer.

These martial artists on the earth, no matter how strong they are, have never seen such space skills.

Azeroth didn't say a word at this time, and his figure flashed, and he chased after the warriors who wanted to escape.

These warriors are not slow.

It can escape more than 40 meters per second.

But in Azeroth's eyes, they were no different from reptilian wriggling.

Hiss –

Hiss –

Hiss –

A scene that was played out on the construction site was played out again.

Just a minute.

More than fifty martial artists, whether they were third-level, fourth-level, or fifth-level, were all torn in half.

Wen Hao finally knew at this time that the strength of this Azeroth was probably similar to that of the alliance leader of the Martial Alliance, that tenth-level powerhouse.

And this Azeroth, it seems, is Brother Long's subordinate.

So, how strong should Brother Long's strength be?

By the way, the wurm that Brother Long just turned into.

That strength is definitely not comparable to the leader of the Martial Alliance.

No wonder, they dared to kill the warriors of the Wumeng unscrupulously on the construction site of the Martial Alliance.

Thinking of this, Wen Hao said:

"At the beginning, the Wumeng was established, and they invited Sister Yuqi to join. Sister Yuqi didn't want to join them, so they came over to persecute them. Sister Yuqi and Zihan were not doing well under their persecution. ”

Wen Zilong asked:

"Wu Meng, how's it going?"

Wen Hao said:

"Bully others and exclude dissidents. As long as the warriors who are unwilling to join their martial alliance, they will be excluded by them. And ordinary people, in their eyes, are like slaves. Let them breathe and drink. They claim to be the guardians of the world, but in fact, they are all oppressors. ”

Wen Zilong heard this and nodded.

"Got it."

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