Return of the War God

Chapter 4192: :I'm sorry……

Chapter 4192: :I'm sorry……

Luo Di Wang, the net is not only the news returned by countless soul threads, but also all the enemies who want to anti-track.

This is tantamount to being invincible first!

Soul cultivation at the same level can't lock himself, nor can he find himself, it's impossible to detect whether he is far or near!

For this point alone, this Luo Di Wang Guan Divine Art almost perfectly matched Ye Wuque's goal.

"In the Ancient League, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, among the nine first seats, at least the Great Soul Sage of the'Universal Light Realm', but if there is a Great Soul Realm of the Great Sun Realm, it is very likely. I discovered my behavior, but with this magical technique of gazing through the earth, it may not be discovered, but even if it is discovered, the other party will not be able to track me at all, so it can be considered foolproof.

"Just like... the first seat of the profound veins!"

And Ye Wuque, who has the power of the Great Sun in the Shadows, is like a warrior with a hundred years of inner strength. Although his heart is extremely deep, he can burst out powerful power with every move, but if this warrior happens to learn a bit more Putting the palm of the Tathagata god, then the exploded killing power will increase exponentially.

And "Tathagata Palm" is equivalent to Ye Wuque's set of Luodiwang divine art.

There was a deep meaning in Ye Wuque's eyes.

Only by planning ahead and being cautious can you be invincible first!

This will allow him to protect himself well.

Buzzing!

"The entire profound veins are all in the juice of my perception..."

Ye Wuque closed his eyes again and spoke slowly.

The Luodi Nets have been completely spread, the entire profound veins have been exhausted in Ye Wuque's perception, and countless soul threads have begun to fly in all directions.

Pieces of "pictures" were immediately received on the Shenhunluo net through the Shenhun silk thread, and the Shenhunluo net immediately began to feedback pieces of news to Ye Wuque.

In an instant...

Ye Wuque saw the faces of the countless disciples of Profound Vein!

Some disciples are honing their vitality, some are sleeping, some are in groups, drinking and chatting with each other, some are on assignments, and some are practicing magical powers.

Some disciples attracted each other of the opposite sex, and they didn't have the chance to engage in some, so Ye Wuque was directly filtered.

About half an hour later.

"There are five thousand six hundred and thirty mysterious peaks..."

"There are countless disciples in the veins!"

"But they all look normal, nothing special."

Ye Wuque constantly perceives a pull

"Beneath the earth, there are many spiritual veins, and the spiritual energy is surging, endless."

"Huh? This is... Deacon Zhang?"

Suddenly, a piece of Ye Wuque's soul thread "sees" a picture, and it feeds it back to Ye Wuque.

I saw a figure lying reclining on a low mountain, with one hand resting on the back of his head, carrying a wine jar, and constantly pouring wine, and a lot of empty wine jars were placed next to him.

Only Zhang Qinghe was on this short peak.

He kept drinking, and the liquor kept dripping from his mouth, wet his already wet collar, but Zhang Qinghe didn't know it.

But in Ye Wuque's "view", he could clearly see!

What kept dripping from the corner of the mouth was not only the liquor, but also...tears! !

Except for Ye Wuque, no one saw Zhang Qinghe, who was lying on the ground drinking, she was in tears!

Endless grief radiated from his body, as much as he drank, as much as he shed tears!

It's just that, no matter how sad, he didn't make any crying sound, just constant binge drinking and tears.

"It seems that this deacon should have had any tragic past... huh?"

Ye Wuque's "eyes" turned, and suddenly he saw that there was a...solitary grave in a gloomy corner not far from Zhang Qinghe!

This tomb is very, almost a mound.

In front of the solitary grave, a monument was erected, but there was no word on the monument, which was completely blank.

At this moment, Zhang Qinghe stood up swayingly, as if all the wine in his hand had been drunk. He wanted to find a new wine jar, but could not find it.

Eyes full of tears looked around, as if looking for wine, but at this moment, Zhang Qinghe seemed to see the lonely grave, and the whole person trembled inexplicably!

Immediately, he fell onto Lin and looked at the lonely grave blankly.

"I'm sorry"

A hoarse voice sounded from Zhang Qinghes mouth, and he seemed to be muttering to himself. Then, the whole person crawled forward abruptly. Before climbing to the lone grave, one hand trembled and held the seat. The word monument, trembling violently!

"Just bury your bones here..."

"I'm sorry"

Zhang Qinghe's voice became more and more hoarse, but at this moment, his turbid eyes lifted up to look at the solitary grave close at hand, but there was a touch of faint...love.

But in a flash, this touch of love turned into endless pain and...despair! !

"Wine, wine!!! I want to drink!!!"

Zhang Qinghe stood up abruptly and stumbled away.

Ye Wuque, who "watched" the whole process, had his eyes blinking.

"Who is buried in this solitary grave?"

"Someone of Deacon Zhang's important person?"

"The kindness that flashed in his eyes just now shouldn't be faked. Could it be one of his juniors? Apprentice? Or his children?"

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Wuque's eyes in the Great Hall of the Snow Peak became inexplicably deep, he seemed to think of something, and he had a little guess in his heart.

"Maybe, this is a discovery..."

Looking at the lonely grave again, Ye Wuque withdrew his perception here and continued to perceive other places.

Slowly, several hours passed.

Dawn is already coming.

But Ye Wuque didn't get anything here.

But he was not disappointed, because since there is a terrible force in the Shengu League to erase all traces of "Fang Qingyang", then he must have done everything well, even the names on the stone walls in the disciples cave have been covered up. Not to mention others.

Therefore, Ye Wuque was not anxious, and had already made plans to make plans slowly.

Luo Diwang watched the gods continue to show their power.

Ye Wuque's perception continued to expand, and he glanced back and forth, not letting go of every inch of land.

Until a certain moment!

"and many more!"

"These mountains..."

Suddenly, Ye Wuque seemed to have discovered something!

In his perception, a few of the 5,630 peaks in the entire profound veins seemed to have some problems!

With the power of the Great Sun Realm and the Great Soul Sage as its source, Ye Wuque's Divine Soul Silk thread is pervasive, and at this moment has entered the land of the profound veins.

"What a hard place!!"

"The power of the soul has become obscure, there is a prohibition to stop the power of the soul!"

Ye Wuque realized immediately in his heart.

"The Extraordinary Soul Sage Dzogchen can't come in either! No! The Great Soul Sage of the'Universal Illumination Realm' can't penetrate this level of restriction either!"

"Only by winning the Great Sun Realm, the Great Soul Sage of Nirvana can penetrate!"

This discovery shocked Ye Wuque's heart slightly!

Inside the Hall of Si Xuefeng, Ye Wuque's eyes kept flickering!

"This feeling is the same as the feeling when the disciple's name was covered on the stone wall of the cave before! There is also a divine warning, and is it some kind of cover by that mysterious person?"

"Just below these problematic peaks?"

"Then what is going to cover up here?"

In an instant, sitting cross-legged Ye Wuque suddenly got up, he realized that he might have found some clues!

If the power of the soul alone can penetrate this layer of restriction, once so, it will immediately start to stun the snake, causing the soul to warn and let the other party notice.

Only by going over in person and using the mystery of Extinguishing Divine Pupils at close range, can we unknowingly see through this restriction and see the truth within it!

It was the same process as seeing through the light curtain covering the soul on the stone wall of the disciple cave.

call out!

In the next instant, in the hall, Ye Wuque who stood up immediately disappeared.