3300 Secret (2)
The path to the north had the number 1 on it. The path to the northeast had the number 2. 3 was on the path due east, and so on.
Meng and Zhui chose path 3.
Was it the right direction?
Would path 3 be safe?
Sitting down, Feng Wu began to work on the formation.
She didn’t trust anything but the Phoenix Pen in her hand and the inscriptions her beautiful master had taught her.
Feng Wu worked very quickly. In less than 15 minutes, she had eliminated the other seven paths.
Because those seven paths were all lethal traps.
In other words, only one of these eight paths was safe.
Night Owl and Mr. Sakiya were so ruthless!
Feng Wu rose to her feet and chased after the two men.
With the second prince’s Meng and Zhui taking the lead, Feng Wu felt less in awe of the unknown.
Feng Wu thought to herself, “Those two men are Level 7 Spiritual Lords, but they’re so fast that even ordinary Spiritual Overlords may not be able to catch up to them.”
This type of cultivator was most suitable for tracking and investigation.
Feng Wu was still thinking about that when a light appeared in front of her.
She realized she was almost at the end of the road, and there was a cluster of buildings at the end.
At the end of the path was a mountain. The people here had hollowed out the middle of the mountain and dug out a building complex.
Feng Wu was on high ground. She looked down from above and saw that the building complex was about 500,000 square meters in size. She could see houses everywhere.
The houses were neither luxurious nor exquisite. Instead, they were built with very rough stones.
However, Feng Wu saw people coming in and out of the room, looking very busy.
Wait…
What was that?
Feng Wu saw ten people struggling to carry something covered in a black cloth out.
Judging from the outline of the black cloth, Feng Wu realized it was a fighter jet!
A fighter jet?
Seriously?
Feng Wu was dumbfounded.
A few hours ago, when she moved the inscription weapons and inscription bombs from the underground warehouse in the east wing of the main courtyard into her storage space, she had wished there were some fighter jets there.
However, she was looking at a fighter jet right now.
There were ten people carrying it. It had to be a fighter jet!
Feng Wu was envious!
She remembered very clearly that the Junwu Empire lacked the technology and couldn’t even make a fighter jet. But now —
In front of her —
Could this be a fighter jet manufacturing factory?
Feng Wu was dumbfounded. What kind of luck was that?
She felt like the daughter of the God of Luck.
Just as Feng Wu was getting dizzy from excitement, two people jumped at her and were about to attack her!
Feng Wu realized what was going on!
It was the two people she had seen at the intersection!
Feng Wu knew they were treating her as their enemy.
Although they were indeed enemies…
“Zhui! Meng! What are you doing?!”
Feng Wu moved as fast as she could when they charged at her. She reprimanded them in the Dongsang language in a low voice and kicked them away at the same time!
It was true that Feng Wu was a Level 6 Spiritual Lord, and it was also true that they were Level 7 ones.
But —
After all, Feng Wu wasn’t only invincible among her peers, she could also defeat opponents above her level.
Moreover, she was so fast that she sent them flying before they could react.
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