Chapter 106 Small Wooden Box

The crimson bird is soaring in the sky like a roc. With the blessing of Wu Tian's powerful skills, the phoenix can fly at an unbelievable speed. It can reach thousands of mountains and rivers with just one flap of its wings.

The wind whistled by his ears, and among the vast clouds and mist in the sky, Wu Tian saw the face of Sa Yuan City below.

Blood and fire burned.

Some demons came and massacred the humans in Sayuan City, destroying everything. The entire city has been reduced to a pile of rubble, with most buildings destroyed and streets crumbling. There are deep circular radiating pits all over the inside and outside of Sayuan City. From a high altitude, they look like rags that have been shot by bullets.

From the location of Sayuan City, it is almost impossible to feel the breath of any living person.

Wu Tian had no expression on his face and patted the Phoenix on the back. He turned over and jumped into the air, and boom, white Qigong flames burst out from his body and wrapped around him. Bang, his whole body turned into a stream of white light and flew towards the Musen-ryu Gym outside the city.

The phoenix chirped loudly, flapped its broad wings, and rushed down from the clouds to follow. There was sadness in this cry, which seemed to be connected with Wu Tian's mind, and he could understand the heaviness in Wu Tian's heart at this moment.

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Wu Tian landed in front of the Wu Xian Ryu Gym at the foot of Broken Mountain.

Or...in front of the ruins.

Even the mountain gate has only two half-broken stone pillars left. The houses and buildings behind have collapsed and turned into piles of rubble, with broken walls everywhere.

Wu Tian's face was tense and he didn't stop. As soon as he took a step, the figure had already arrived in the ruins of the gym. I tried to sense even a faint breath, but I couldn't find it... I don't know if those disciples dispersed or were killed.

"Bikko..." Wu Tian felt angry in his heart.

There are only a few hundred demon warriors.

The world is so big.

Sayuan City is just a small city on the earth. It has only been half a day since the demons came to the world. In this short period of time, this place has turned into a pile of ruins? It just happened that his hometown of Wu Tian was completely destroyed?

There is no doubt that only the Great Demon King Piccolo, who must have hated him to the core, brought one of the demon warriors from Tai Dou Mountain to search for him - the founder of the Wusenryu Kai Sect was the Great Demon King. Grandmaster Wu Taidou's eldest disciple, this was one of the propaganda points of Wu Xianliu back then. People from ten or hundreds of miles nearby knew this, as long as they had heard of Wu Xianliu.

Piccolo knew the details of Wu Taidou, and it was not difficult to find the Wusenryu in Sayuan City.

A loud cry came from the sky, and a ball of fiery red fell from the sky and landed on the ruins. It was the phoenix that was chasing after it. Its ancestors once lived here. At this time, it turned around and glanced around, and could vaguely see mutilated corpses lying in the ruins. The blood stains had turned into sticky stains. One can imagine how tragic this place was before. A scene.

This bird is already psychic, and sadness appears in its pair of bright and spiritual eyes, and it keeps humming in a low voice.

Wu Tian was silent, and with a thought, his perception spread out, sweeping tens of thousands of miles around in an instant... Immediately, the aura of the Great Demon King Piccolo that disgusted Wu Tian appeared, more than three hundred meters to the east. In the direction, and next to him, there was indeed another evil and cold aura, with an intensity of about 1,600, and it was a demon warrior.

"Big Demon King?" Wu Tian showed a sneer.

He could imagine how Piccolo, whose combat strength was only three hundred, had to beg for mercy in order to survive in front of such a demon warrior. In the face of the power gap, Demon King Piccolo, a negative collective of gods, will not care about a little bit of so-called dignity. Just like when he found that he could not defeat the Sun Wukong in a duel, he would use Tianjin rice. Threatened to his life, Sun Wukong lost one of his arms and legs.

You can lose your martial arts beliefs, let alone a little bit of personal self-esteem?

It would have been impossible to replace Piccolo, the so-called "Second Generation Demon".

Wu Tian waved to the phoenix, and with his mental power, he lifted the phoenix's body, moved it over, and placed it on his shoulders. Just as he was about to use teleportation to rush to where Big Demon King Piccolo was, Wu Tian suddenly glanced out of the corner of his eye and said, "Huh?"

Beside a broken wall, Wu Tian discovered something.

As he walked over, the pile of rubble that buried the broken wall was activated by Wu Tian's mental power, automatically levitated, and fell to the open space beside it with a "snap, snap, snap".

Under the broken wall was a man covered in blood and with a big hole in his back.

Wu Tian's eyelids trembled. Although this man's clothes were torn and stained, how could he not recognize that this was the martial arts uniform of the Wu Xian style? The man's body was curled up in a ball at the base of the broken wall. Wu Tian walked over and tried to turn his body over, but it didn't turn over for a while. Only then did he notice that this Wusenliu disciple had his hands firmly on the base of the wall. Plugged into the ground, it seems to be protecting something.

Closing his eyes lightly, Wu Tian's water-like telekinesis surged out and flowed to the corpse's hands that were sunk deep into the ground and wall.

Click, click...

The walls and ground around the corpse's hands were cracked, cut open by Wu Tian's telekinesis, which was like water and like a knife.

Two stones hung on the fingers of the disciple's hands. Wu Tian turned his body over and saw his eyes that had not been closed until death. The phoenix whined lowly on Wu Tian's shoulder. Wu Tian had no expression on his face. After a while, he saw a line of small blood-colored writing on the ground beneath the disciple's body:

"When demons attack, the disciples of the Musen-ryu fight to the death to protect their master, Fu Liu, and the belongings of the founder. They escape and hope that the ancestor will return. See the return of the ancestor Wenwang. See the return of the ancestor Wenwang. See the return of the unworthy disciple Liu."

The writing was deeply embedded in the stone slab, stained with blood, and was blurred in some places.

Wu Tian stared at these words for a moment, and finally sighed. He stretched out his hand to cover the disciple's eyes, and whispered: "Wait for me... to revive you." With one hand, the disciple's eyes were closed. .

With a click, a square crack the size of a human body opened in the ground nearby. With a crash, a long cubic stone was levitated from the ground under the control of Wu Tian's telekinesis, leaving a deep rectangular pit on the ground.

The boulder bar was suspended, and Wu Tian put the disciple's body into the pit.

Click, click, click...

The huge stone bar hanging above the pit was crushed into a ball of dust by invisible force, and the pit was gradually buried.

Wu Tian stood up slowly, UU read a book www.uukanｋshu.net and glanced at the Phoenix standing on his shoulder. The Phoenix's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog. Wu Tian looked at the bloody words on the ground again, and finally... his eyes focused on the last half:

"When the Patriarch returns, we can see this article. When the Patriarch returns, we can see this article. When the Patriarch returns, we can see this article."

The spiritual power pours out.

Click, click, click, the ground where the blood word was, and the surrounding area of ​​one meter was torn apart by invisible force. With a crash, a huge inverted cone-shaped stone body was controlled and suspended, and Wu Tian's telekinesis power wrapped around it like a tide. The inverted cone-shaped stone body is "grinded" layer by layer from the outside to the inside, and debris is peeled off and suspended around it.

Gradually, a small wooden box was revealed among the stones...

As soon as Wu Tian had an idea, he held up the small wooden box in front of him with his mental power. He slapped the rubble and debris suspended in the air with a single palm, and with a bang, under the powerful palm force, they all turned into鑑粉.

With a complicated look on his face, Wu Tian smashed the metal lock of the small wooden box with a twist of his fingers.

Click, he opened the wooden box. (To be continued.):