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Chapter 2996 If you don’t want to go back, then stay forever!

"They're coming out!"

The real person with long eyebrows was gearing up, with excitement on his face.

Wu Qianfan asked in a low voice: "Boss, what are the cultivation levels of those two guys?"

"The Peerless Saint King." Ye Qiu said: "He is stronger than the two elders of the Nether Clan I killed."

day!

Immediately, Master Changmei was like an eggplant beaten by frost, completely wilted.

He originally wanted to kill an elder of the Nether Clan and show himself holy in front of others, but now that he heard what Ye Qiu said, if he rushed forward, he would undoubtedly be seeking death.

"With their cultivation so high, will they discover the Forbidden Army?" Wu Qianfan asked again.

"It won't be discovered for the time being. After all, there are so many killing formations set up. However, it won't fool them for long. They will soon discover the existence of the Forbidden Army." Ye Qiu said.

"How about I let the Forbidden Army retreat?" Wu Qianfan was worried that the existence of the Forbidden Army would affect the overall situation. He felt a little regretful. If he had known this, he should not have informed the Forbidden Army before.

"Don't move." Ye Qiu said: "Those two old guys are new here. They rely on their high cultivation, and they haven't noticed that we have already laid a dragnet."

"But the cultivation of those forbidden troops is too weak. As soon as they move, those two old guys will immediately discover the existence of the forbidden troops."

"If we scare the snake and they return from the Teleportation Altar, then we will have nothing to draw from the bamboo basket. We have waited so long in vain."

Wu Qianfan said: "I understand, let's stand still and wait for them to come out."

At that moment, the three of them found a place to hide.

After a while.

The seventh elder and the eighth elder walked out of the cave.

Instantly, a cold and evil aura spread out, like two dark clouds, shrouding the surroundings of Mingzhu Mountain.

"Huh?"

The Seventh Elder looked at the collapsed rubble on the ground and wondered, "Strange, how could this mountain be destroyed like this?"

"It seems that someone has fought here." The eighth elder asked: "Could it be Lao Jiu and the others?"

"Probably not." The seventh elder said, "If they take action, they will definitely leave traces."

"That's right." The seventh elder said, "When we return, we must truthfully report the situation here to His Highness the Crown Prince."

"The beast was killed and the mountain was destroyed. I'm worried that someone discovered the secret of the teleportation altar."

"At that time, please take precautions, Your Highness, and be careful of outsiders entering the underworld."

The Eighth Elder smiled and said, "Brother Seven, you are worrying too much."

"Even if others discover the secret of the teleportation altar, it is impossible for them to go to the underworld."

"You forgot, activating the teleportation altar requires a spell."

The Seventh Elder laughed dumbly: "I would have forgotten it if you didn't remind me. No one knows the spell to activate the teleportation altar except us."

"Lao Ba, what do you think of the world of cultivation?"

"This place is very good, I like it very much." The eighth elder opened his arms, took a deep breath, and said, "I don't even want to go back."

Just then, a laugh sounded: "Since you don't want to go back, then don't leave."

"Who?" The two elders of the Nether Clan were suddenly startled and quickly followed the sound.

The next second, Ye Qiu, Changmei Zhenren and Wu Qianfan were seen walking out of the hiding place and slowly walking towards them.

"Hey, one of the two peak saint kings is actually so young." There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the eighth elder.

Little did they know, Ye Qiu hid his cultivation.

Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Welcome you two to the world of cultivation."

"Who are you?" asked the seventh elder. He didn't know why, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

According to past information, the strongest in the world of cultivation is only at the Saint King level, and they are all from one side or the other.

So, where did this young peak saint king come from?

Ye Qiu smiled and said: "It doesn't matter who we are, what matters is that I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The Seventh Elder and the Eighth Elder looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

They didn't expect that people from the cultivation world would notice their arrival so quickly.

"How did you discover us?" The Seventh Elder asked in a deep voice, trying to find some clues from Ye Qiu and the others.

Ye Qiu chuckled: "You people from the Nether Tribe came to the world of cultivation through the teleportation altar with great fanfare. I'm not blind, how could I not notice it?"

The seventh elder's eyes darkened: "So, you killed the ferocious beast below?"

"To be precise, it was the poor Tao who killed them." Master Longmei laughed and said, "Did you see those meat bones? Tsk, tsk, tsk, I have to say, the taste of the vicious beasts of the underworld is really good."

"How presumptuous! You actually dare to kill the ferocious beasts of our Nether Clan. Do you want to die?" The Eighth Elder stared fiercely at the Chang-mei Master with a fierce look in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Master Changmei was not afraid. Instead, he pointed at the Eighth Elder and cursed: "Damn it, who are you trying to kill?"

"I tell you, this is the world of cultivation, not your underworld."

"Now that you're here, you have to be a dragon and a tiger, or I'll kill you."

Extremely arrogant!

"Kill me?" The eighth elder laughed angrily: "You, a peak saint king, want to kill me? What a shameless statement."

"I think you didn't understand the situation. This is the world of cultivation, not the underworld." After finishing his words, Master Chang Mei glanced at Wu Qianfan.

Wu Qianfan waved his hand, and in an instant, all the imperial troops surrounding Mingzhu Mountain appeared.

There are thousands of people.

In an instant, a chilling air enveloped the world.

Unexpectedly, after the Eighth Elder saw these forbidden troops, he was not surprised but happy, and said: "Seventh brother, didn't His Highness the Crown Prince ask us to bring some nourishment back? I think those people are very good."

The Seventh Elder nodded: "That's true. They are soldiers, and they have a murderous spirit. They are much stronger than ordinary people."

When Ye Qiu heard them mention the common people, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help asking: "So, the nearly 20 million missing people from the four cities in Central Continent were taken to the Underworld by you?"

The eighth elder said proudly: "We, the Nether Clan, are not interested in taking in those wastes, we just turn them into nutrients."

"What do you mean?" Ye Qiu asked.

He had a strong feeling in his heart that the missing people in the four cities were probably in serious danger.

"Boy, you don't need to know so much. All you need to know is that you are going to die soon." After the eighth elder finished speaking, he took a step forward.

Suddenly, gray mist surrounded him.

The aura on the Eighth Elder's body rose suddenly, and the gray mist enveloped him like a raging wave, exuding a heart-stopping chill and death aura.

His eyes became dark, like two bottomless cold pools, reflecting an icy murderous intent.

"Hmph, just a few ants dare to act recklessly in front of us. They are really looking for death."

The eighth elder raised his hand and waved, and the gray mist condensed into a huge ghost claw and swooped towards Ye Qiu and the others.


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