Chapter 66

If you can't open the mask, you can't get the treasure inside the mask, and the passage to the depths of the Blood Mist Valley is behind the mask!

"Where did those guys from Ning Cheng go?"

"Didn't you say that Ning Cheng's genius will come?"

Seeing that so many powerhouses can't break the mask together, there is some commotion in the crowd, and everyone is talking about it.

Lin Ziyan glanced around, although there are many strong people here, but these people are not qualified to make Lin Ziyan pay attention, even the strongest Luo Wuxue is not qualified, these people alone cannot break this huge Divine Mark is forbidden!

"Such a large-scale attack is ineffective, unless there are two strong enough people attacking one point at the same time, there will be a chance to open the Divine Mark Formation!"

Lin Ziyan alone can't break it. I don't know if Ye Wei can use some special methods to break the ban on the divine pattern, just like breaking the stone house ban just now, but Lin Ziyan is not ready to let Ye Wei take action. Because once Ye Wei made a move, it would attract too many people's attention.

At this time, Ye Wei stood there in a daze, looking up at this huge mask covered with various divine patterns, and his heart froze.

The person who arranged this mask must be a very powerful super strong.

The way those divine patterns flowed and the energy ripples emitted were clearly reflected in Ye Wei's mind, making Ye Wei's mind seem to have a flash of inspiration.

The powerhouse did not use all his strength when he placed the mask. With that level of powerhouse, if he tried his best to set up a Divine Mark Printing Formation, let alone a martial artist, he would even be a person of Ningyuan and Yuanyuan Realm. The strong, I am afraid they can't break through.

From these Divine Runes, Ye Wei's understanding of Divine Runes seems to be a bit more profound, but there is still a trace of chaos and confusion in his heart.

I don't know what the strong man is trying to do with this god pattern mask, it should not only be to protect these treasures!

Whoosh!

Just as Ye Wei was thinking, at the exit of one of the passages, a dazzling blue light suddenly burst into the air, the air burst, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.

When the water-blue light swept into the hall and floated above everyone's heads, the bustling thousands of people suddenly quieted down, and looked at the water-blue light in mid-air with surprised eyes.

Ye Wei also showed a look of shock on his face. He looked up and saw that the water blue light gradually faded away. It was an ancient water blue sword. On the ancient sword, stood a body A boy in a blue robe.

The blue-robed boy looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. He stood with his hands behind his back, his long flowing hair fluttered in the wind, and his body revealed an unspeakably free and easy temperament.

The blue-robed youth stood on the sword, glanced at the crowd with calm eyes, and then quickly withdrew his gaze, as if the almighty gods were overlooking all beings.

"Ningcheng Mo's family, Mo Ya!" In the crowd, Luo Wuxue looked at the blue shirt boy standing on the sword, his pupils tightened suddenly, the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and his face showed a look of horror.

"Why, why is he here? The things in the Bloodmist Valley shouldn't be attractive to him..." Lu Zhao, Hong Jun, and Xue Yao's faces also became extremely unnatural.

"Mo Ya?" Ye Wei frowned slightly as he looked at Luo Wuxue and the others with fear and fear, and looked curiously at the blue-shirted boy standing on the sword.

Ye Wei had never walked out of Qingyue City, and because of his talent and cultivation, he had been at the bottom of Nanxing Academy, and it was normal that he had never heard of Mo Ya.

"Mo Ya is one of the four great powerhouses in Ningcheng's younger generation. He is only sixteen years old, but his cultivation is already in the realm of ten-star warriors. His strength is very strong. Zeng Yijian defeated a long-established ten-star. Musha!"

"Sixteen years old? Ten-star martial artist?" The people around took a breath.

At the age of sixteen, he reached the realm of ten-star warriors, and then he stepped into the realm of condensed yuan. This made Ye Wei secretly shocked. The outside world is very big, and the strength of some people is far beyond his imagination.

"The ancient sword under his feet..." Ye Wei's eyes were fixed on the ancient sword under Mo Ya's feet, thinking of some possibility, his eyes suddenly shrank.

"Mid-grade 3-star Manbone Dao Tool!" Lin Ziyan seemed to see through Ye Wei's mind, but she said lightly without a trace of turbulence.

"What!" Ye Wei's eyes widened: "Mid-grade three-star Manbone Dao Tool?" He knows the value of the middle-grade Manbone Dao Artifact very well, and he also knows what the middle-grade three-star Manbone Dao Artifact means. A sixteen-year-old boy , actually took out such a treasure in a grand manner.

"Aren't he afraid of being missed by someone with a middle-grade three-star savage weapon?" Ye Wei smacked his tongue secretly and said softly.

"With Mo Ya's strength, coupled with the ancient water blue sword, the average condensed Yuan realm powerhouse can't help him, and the Mo family is one of the four great families in Ningcheng, and the strength of the Mo family is stronger than that of Qingyuecheng. The city lord's mansion must be stronger by several grades." Lin Ziyan said aside.

With an excellent talent and a strong family background, most people would not dare to touch Mo Ya.

Luo Wuxue, Lu Zhao, Hong Jun, and Xue Yao are much stronger than the most outstanding young generation in Qingyue City, but even the strongest Luo Wuxue is more than one grade behind Mo Ya.

There are days outside the sky, and there are people outside people.

"Xiaowei don't need to be discouraged, with your talent, you will definitely be able to catch up with them!" Lin Ziyan smiled and comforted Ye Wei, knowing that Ye Wei has an unparalleled divine pattern fit!

"Hahaha, Mo Ya, is it interesting to be a hero in front of a group of trash?" Just when everyone was overwhelmed by Mo Ya's temperament and was amazed, a burst of abrupt laughter came, as if from the sky The thunder that came, suddenly exploded in the ears of everyone.

This thunderous voice made everyone's faces turn pale instantly, and even faint bloodstains flowed from the ears of those with weaker strength. Ye Wei's face also became very ugly, his blood was rolling, and his internal organs seemed to be affected by that The roar of laughter shifted.

Just when Ye Wei couldn't hold on anymore, Lin Ziyan's small hand lightly pressed on Ye Wei's shoulder, a warm force circulated around her body, Ye Wei suddenly felt light, and her pale face returned to normal.

"It seems that Sister Zi Yan's strength is not just a warrior..." Ye Wei looked at Lin Ziyan who was still indifferent beside him, and thought to himself, even those five-star and six-star warriors, one by one There was an uncomfortable look on her face, but Lin Ziyan had nothing at all.

Lin Ziyan has just been promoted to martial artist not long ago!

Whoosh!

At this time, everyone raised their heads and looked in the direction of the mad laughter. At the place where everyone's eyes converged, a golden light broke through the air, and suddenly, a powerful and domineering momentum swayed in the hall.

This momentum, violent, domineering, makes people feel awe!

Under the gazes of everyone, the golden light gradually faded away. A long spear with a length of about three meters and a strong golden light was suspended in the air. A young man with loose hair and exaggerated muscles stood in the air with a golden spear.

The young man stood proudly and glanced around with an arrogant look. The whole person seemed to be a peerless spear that could pierce the sky, naturally exuding infinite arrogance and domineering.

"Jin Yan!" Looking at the domineering figure standing with a spear in the air, Luo Wuxue suddenly took a deep breath, his clenched palm trembled slightly because he was too nervous.

He Luo Wuxue is the number one powerhouse of the Jinmu Academy in Hanyang City, and the number one of the younger generation in the entire Hanyang City, but compared with Mo Ya and Jin Yan in Ningcheng, he feels as small as an ant , is so trivial!

"Mo Ya and Jin Yan are here, as well as the statue of the secluded moon beast... It seems that this Blood Mist Valley is probably the tomb of the rumored 'Ice Emperor'!" Lin Ziyan murmured.

"The Jin family is willing to let you out of the Fengu? They also brought the gold-burning spear. It seems that the old things of your family have high hopes for you!" In midair, Mo Ya glanced at Jin Yan with an indifferent expression, His gaze stopped for a moment on the three-zhang golden spear in Jin Yan's hand, and then he grinned slightly and smiled softly.

"Didn't you also bring Qiu Ze sword?" His muscles, like steel poured, bulged slightly, and Jin Yan arrogantly glanced at Mo Ya who was walking on the ancient sword.

Mo Ya shrugged and said, "It seems that only by working together can we break through this Divine Mark Formation!"

Jin Yan's eyes fell on the divine pattern mask in front of him, and his expression gradually became solemn. He felt the tyrannical aura radiating from the divine pattern mask. The person who arranged this divine pattern mask was definitely a terrifying one. Super strong!

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