This figure seemed to be less than twenty years old, thin and very inconspicuous.

Even his size is not as tall as his opponent's shoulders, and his gray hair and gray eyes are all over his head.

The hair fell, covering its original real facial features, but the eyes were as quiet as a gray ice field, without any emotional fluctuations.

Although the opponent of this figure is not quite burly, it gives people a terrifying sense of oppression.

His body was covered with various scars, his arms were covered with fine iron-green scales, and his eyes were a pair of vertical pupils, flashing with a cold and bloodthirsty light.

There are also barbs on the forehead.

Obviously, he has the bloodline of a foreign race, and the human body he maintains is not all the characteristics of a foreign race.

Just as the two fists were stirring, a terrifying sound of wind and thunder was brought, and the void seemed to be shaken and penetrated.

Looking at the field here, there was such a clear body size gap.

Many figures in the spectator seat couldn't help but stand up, full of excitement, staring at this side without blinking.

On the contrary, the duels on the other side are much less concerned about.

Although equally intense, it is not attractive enough by comparison.

Soon, the fierce battle broke out here, and the two of them fought, and blood splattered everywhere.

Accompanied by the white bone slag and the shattering sound of bones that make people feel excited and their blood flow has accelerated many times.

At the same time, the rich middle-aged man in charge of the presidency did not forget to introduce the origins of these two figures when he was in high spirits.

The taller figure was a dead soldier trained in the main venue of the Ancient City of the Gufeng of the Ten Thousand Races.

I have experienced all kinds of fighting and have extremely rich experience in fighting.

Every time he can crush his opponent so much that he doesn't even have the entire body left.

If you are a person who often comes to the arena of the Ten Thousand Races, you will definitely be more familiar with him.

On the contrary, another thin figure was relatively ordinary, and was sent from the arena of the other ancient cities.

I have also experienced nearly a hundred battles and successfully defeated and killed my opponent, but I am not like the opponent in front of me, and I am completely crushed every time.

And 20, after being sent to the ancient city of Gufeng, he has not really participated in the duel.

Even the person in charge did not know his true strength.

"What a good seedling who is born to follow the path of killing."

In the pavilion, Gu Changge put down his teacup and his eyes also fell on the arena here.

He paid attention to the thin figure with gray hair and gray eyes, and some thoughts flashed through his mind.

In fact, he had noticed it before the duel just now.

Among the fate, this almost natural murderous intent revealed and manifested, it has almost become a killing rule and surrounds it.

Without deliberate practice and guidance, such achievements can only be said to be so talented and suitable for this path.

"I wonder what Mr. Gu said?"

When the elder Zhuoju heard this, he couldn't help but ask curiously.

Although he also exists in the Dao Realm, he is not good at the fate. After careful observation, he did not see any abnormality.

Gu Changge smiled and said nothing.

The so-called fate is as illusory as luck.

The method of practicing immortal civilization is only good at extracting and condensing various original substances to practice.

In terms of divination and deduction, it is far inferior to the immortal civilization.

If there is a Taoist realm of the immortal civilization at this time, it may be possible to see an abnormality after deduction here.

Elder Zhuiju looked a little embarrassed, but he was tactful and did not continue to ask, but looked at the arena again.

"Gray hair and gray eyes?"

At this time, in another pavilion, Wang He also noticed the scene on the arena.

His face was shocked, and his eyes were fixed on the thin gray figure, and his face became shady and unstable.

"How could it be so coincidental?"

"If those people's life experiences are not wrong, then this figure should be the root cause of the disaster in the arena of the Ten Thousand Races in the future."

"That day, the long river of killing swept across the entire arena of all races, and countless lives were swallowed up. The gray-eyed figure stood in it, like the god of death, descending to the world and reaping all spirits."

Wang He whispered in his heart and carefully identified the thin figure.

This matter was originally just an irrelevant matter to him, because it was not involved.

Wang He was still considering whether to mention it to Venerable Honggui and let her deal with it earlier.

But now, if that gray-haired and gray-eyed figure is really the source of future disasters in the arena of the Ten Thousand Races, then he will take action.

╲Fly╲╲╲╲人的在线的地的地的地的地的地的地的地的地的地的地的地的地的地的地的地的地�

╲Speed╲╲╲ Text╲
Chapter completed!