Feng Bing grabbed the man's right hand and pulled his sleeve up a little.
I saw a pattern tattooed on the man's arm. The pattern was an extremely ugly monster head. Its skin was brown and its face was particularly ferocious.
"The Ancient Underworld Clan," Feng Bing said with gritted teeth when he saw this pattern.
"What is the Ancient Underworld Clan?" Everyone present was very confused.
"What is the purpose of your coming here?" Feng Bing was so excited that he grabbed the man's collar and asked with an ugly expression.
The man showed a sarcastic smile and made a strange sound like a bird's call.
"He is spreading the news," Feng Bing looked panicked and hurriedly killed the man with a palm of his hand.
"It's too late, his companions should know something abnormal has happened," Wu Sanlang said with a frown.
"I'm just investigating the matter of the Thirteen Lianyun Thieves. How could it be related to the Ancient Underworld Clan?" Feng Bing said with a headache.
"Ten household heads, what exactly is the Ancient Underworld Clan?" Tong Guan asked the question in the minds of everyone present.
"A race that should not have appeared in this world," Feng Bing said: "Actually, I know only a little about it, and I can't explain it to you now."
"Then do we still want to continue the investigation?" Wu Sanlang asked.
"Check, why not check, go to the top of the mountain and have a look," Feng Bing said firmly.
"But there is no point in doing this. The other party knows that someone is coming, and either left long ago, or set a trap to wait for us," Wu Sanlang said with some confusion: "The situation is unclear, I think we should report it to the military camp first
Better."
"It's okay, I have a plan," Feng Bing said and took the lead in walking towards the top of the mountain.
Everyone present looked at each other and had no choice but to follow him.
"Mr. Mo, why is Captain Feng so persistent? It feels weird," Chu Yang was a little confused and could only ask Mr. Mo for advice.
"Do you know what the matter of the Thirteen Thieves of Lianyun is related to?" Mr. Mo asked with a smile.
"Qingyun Battle Body," Chu Yang was stunned. He felt like he had figured something out.
"The Hundred Battle Group, that's something that even the Great Emperor can hardly obtain. Do you think others will leave it to you, the ten Blood Wolf Guards, to deal with it?" Mr. Mo said with a smile.
"I understand, we are just the first ones," Chu Yang suddenly realized. No wonder Captain Feng is so persistent and doesn't panic even if the other party sets a trap.
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The Heishui River has a faint fishy smell. It divides the entire Heishui Mountain into two halves. The dense trees look particularly tall, and the soil under your feet is mixed with a touch of moisture.
Several people followed this path to the top of Heishui Mountain. Strangely enough, they encountered no traps or obstacles as they imagined.
There was no wind at the top of the mountain, but the air was a bit hot. The smooth arrival made everyone in the Blood Wolf Guard feel that the other party had already escaped.
But at the top of the mountain, a group of people wearing red robes were waiting for them quietly.
There is a huge stove on the top of the mountain. The color of the flame inside the stove is purple-blue, and the flames are burning brightly.
Above the stove, a large cauldron filled with blood was placed. The blood in the cauldron was bubbling, and the hot steam floated around with a fishy smell in the sunlight.
Above the blood, two beads were rotating and floating. One of the two beads was cyan and had a very smooth appearance.
The other one is black with demonic energy rising from it.
"Two hundred battle groups," Old Mo exclaimed in the ring.
"What two hundred battle groups?" Chu Yang was a little confused.
"The cyan bead is the Qingyun battle body, and the other black bead, if I guess correctly, should be the dark demon body that ranks fifty-first among the hundred battle groups."
Chu Yang stared at the two beads floating in the air.
Next to the stove, there was an old man in red robe. He looked at the stove quietly and stirred it with his hands from time to time.
Next to them, there were also three men in red robes.
"Master Thirteen, the rats are coming," the two men in red robes nearby said respectfully to the man in red robes standing in the middle.
"Battle One, Battle Two, let's go meet them," Head Thirteen smiled and walked forward.
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"As a human race, you are willing to become Gu Ming's lackeys. You are truly a shame to our race," Feng Bing said with disgust as he looked at Master Thirteen.
"What's wrong with Gu Ming? You guys are really funny," Head Thirteen said disdainfully: "As long as the power is under my control, what's the difference between evil and light?"
"You were lucky enough to escape back then, but now you dare to come back and die," Feng Bing's hand exploded with spiritual energy, and he slowly took out his sledgehammer.
"Isn't it your Blood Wolf Guards who issued the mission to the Zhenwu Holy Sect to wipe out our Lianyun Thirteenth Thieves back then?" asked the Thirteenth Leader.
"I don't know what happened back then," Feng Bing said calmly.
"If you dare to do it or not, you all deserve to die," the Thirteenth Master's eyes showed the light of hatred, three veins on his body opened, and the aura of determination enveloped the whole place.
"True Pulse Realm," Feng Bing's face was a little solemn. He remembered that the other party was at the peak of the Spiritual Pulse Realm when he escaped. Only a few years later, he was already at the True Pulse Realm.
Although the realm seems a bit illusory, it is indeed the true pulse realm.
"Are you surprised? When I escaped by chance, you were wanted across the country. I was like a mouse hiding in the cracks, silently planning my revenge. Unfortunately, you are too powerful," the Thirteenth Master said through gritted teeth: "
In fact, it has only been a month since I joined Gu Ming. Within one month, I became a true pulse realm warrior.
The power of Gu Ming is beyond your imagination."
"So what, no matter how powerful we are, we will not become Gu Ming's lackeys. I don't think any human being in Yuanyang Continent will forget the disaster they brought back then," Feng Bing said with a determined expression on his face.
With a shout, he directly swung his sledgehammer towards the head of the Thirteenth House to kill him.
Although the Thirteenth Master is in the True Pulse Realm, after all, he only has two subordinates, Zhan Yi and Zhan Er.
As for the Blood Wolf Guards, everyone is a warrior in the Pulse Condensation Realm. In addition, some of them are formation masters. With the assistance of formations, they can suppress the few with more, but they can still hold on for a while.
However, no matter how fierce the fighting was, the old man in red robe standing next to the stove did not pay attention from beginning to end.
He was just stirring the blood in the pot silently, looking at the two beads spinning in the air with feverish eyes.
"Now that you're here, come out," the old man said calmly.
"You Gu Ming are so bold," Du Tianyin walked in the air, dark blue aura surrounding his body, he snorted coldly: "How dare you appear so blatantly."
