The disciples of Daluo Soul Sect told them all about the events that happened in the pyramid ruins.
A cold light flashed through Jiuwo's eyes.
Unexpectedly, I blocked the gun for that guy.
However, with his personality, he didn't bother to explain to the Demon Blood Palace. Of course, it was certain that he felt a little unhappy.
"Who killed my brother!"
A sudden roar shook the four fields, and a man in yellow rushed towards him with murderous aura, and his cold knife intent swept across the audience.
"Huang Peng, the little sword god in Huadaowu."
"What, was his brother killed?"
"Isn't his brother Huang Tian? He was actually killed?"
There were riots around.
Huang Peng's eyes were extremely cold. After Huang Tian died, he sensed that his life bead broke. Because Huang Tian was surrounded by Cao Yang, he did not act with Huang Tian.
But unexpectedly, Huang Tian was killed, and Cao Yang and others disappeared, obviously dead.
In the Ancient Mirage Palace, he could not think of anyone with this kind of strength except for the super forces at the same level.
"Do you have the courage to do it, but don't have the courage to admit it?"
"Get out of here!"
Huang Peng roared endlessly, his eyes even more at the super forces that were not very harmonious with Huadaowu.
"Huang Peng, why are you staring at me? Do you think I killed your incompetent brother?" Jing Wuming, the prince of the Divine Eagle, said coldly.
"Jing Wuming, what did you say, say it again?"
"What, I'm looking for trouble? Although I didn't kill your waste brother, if you think it was me, I will accompany you." Jing Wuming sneered.
Huang Peng's eyes were red.
The knife spitted out, and finally suppressed it.
It’s not that he was afraid of Jing Wuming.
But even though the two of them had been in a bad mood, he knew that Jing Wuming had always been arrogant. As long as he killed his younger brother, he would never dare to admit it, and he would not be able to lie and say that he had not killed him.
Therefore, Jing Wuming is very suspicious.
And once he and Jing Wuming fight, it wouldn't be a joke for the real murderer.
Of course, the more important reason is that he was not sure to defeat Jing Wuming. If Jing Wuming was just an ordinary monk, he would have cut him to eight pieces long ago.
Zhu Hongxue stood there and glanced at Long Xiaoshan.
He didn't show any expression on the surface, but it was impossible to say that there was no trace of nervousness.
After all, Huang Peng is not the only one in Huadaowu's strength. Once the news spreads, he and Long Xiaoshan will kill the young master of Huadaowu. I am afraid that it will be very troublesome to leave the ancient Mirage Palace. I will prepare to escape all over the world.
Long Xiaoshan looked dull.
Even though Jing Wuming's eyes swept over, there was no reaction at all.
Huang Peng shouted for a long time, but no one stood up.
There is no way.
Now that all kinds of powerful people gather, more than ten powerful people on the ground list have come, and he is not alone in the position to be unscrupulous. Moreover, she is not the only one who suffers heavy losses.
All other forces have also suffered losses.
Seven or eight of the candidates on the earth list died.
Not to mention ordinary geniuses.
There were 100,000 people entering the Ancient Mirage Palace, and at least 30,000 died, which shows the danger of this Ancient Mirage Palace.
If everyone wants to seek revenge.
Then you can have a big battle now.
Long Xiaoshan saw that the Qianlong Empire's manpower was also coming.
Wen Qingcheng also appeared, and he followed a man with a noble aura. It was Wei Kun, the demon of the Qianlong Empire.
Originally, Wen Qingcheng had always acted alone, but a few days ago, he was almost insulted by three disciples of Huajian Sect. Although he was rescued, it also made Wen Qingcheng feel very palpitations.
Soon she met Wei Kun.
Wei Kun was already interested in Wen Qingcheng, so he invited Wen Qingcheng to join him.
If it weren't for the experience of the disciples of the Huajian Sect, she might not have agreed to Wei Kun's invitation. Now she just wants to live safely until she can walk out of the ancient Mirage Palace, so she agreed to Wei Kun to join her.
"Wild God Temple, Qingcheng, we are lucky this time." Wei Kun looked at the huge and mysterious palace in front of him, his eyes shining brightly. As long as someone who is a little familiar with history, he knows the meaning of the Wild God Temple. Every time the Wild God Temple is opened,
It will create a large number of strong people.
Wen Qingcheng smiled, but there was no sign of joy.
She practices the art of destiny.
With the strong spiritual sense of fate, even if she did not deliberately calculate, she could feel that a stream of blood was lingering on the heads of everyone, which was definitely a bad omen.
Although the Temple of Desolation represents the highest opportunity of the Ancient Mirage Palace.
But one general succeeded and thousands of bones were woven.
Everyone only saw those who had gained great success after the opening of the Waste God Temple.
Have you ever thought that no one would remember these successful people, the bones under their feet, who had long been buried in the dust of history over time.
There are fifty or sixty thousand people gathered in front of me.
How many can you survive in the end?
Wen Qingcheng dared not think about it.
"Mr. Wei, my cultivation is low, otherwise I won't go in." Wen Qingcheng said.
"Don't go in? Qingcheng, do you have to give up with such a great opportunity? A practitioner will fight with the heavens for his life. If you don't go in, you will retreat. Don't worry, follow me and I guarantee to protect you safety." Wei Kun spoke very loudly, of course he also had
If you are qualified to say this, as a monster on the earth, there are only more than 20 people entering the entire ancient Mirage Palace.
Among these tens of thousands of people, he is among the top 20.
There are too few people who can threaten him.
What's more, he will cooperate with the Qianlong Emperor clan.
"I'll forget it." Wen Qingcheng was not afraid of death, but she just felt it was unnecessary, so she looked around.
In fact, she always wanted to find the person who saved her that day.
Among these tens of thousands of people, the other party flashed by that day. Others probably had no hope at all, but Wen Qingcheng was different. She practiced the destiny technique, and the other party saved her that day and had cause and effect with her.
As long as she gets closer, she should be able to roughly calculate the other party.
The Temple of Desert is now open.
That person will definitely come here too.
Wen Qingcheng stretched out his hand and kept pinching his fingers. A vain spirit guided Wen Qingcheng looked in one direction.
"Mr. Wei, I want to go over there and take a look." Wen Qingcheng said.
Wei Kun narrowed his eyes and said, "Is there anything wrong with going there?"
"Just go and have a look, there may be an acquaintance." Wen Qingcheng said.
"I'll accompany you."
"It's okay. I'll just go over by myself." Wen Qingcheng said, rushing in that direction.
The guidance became stronger and stronger as she passed.
Wen Qingcheng's eyes swept across the crowd and suddenly stopped on a figure. Is it him?
Long Xiaoshan's eyes twitched slightly. Of course, he saw Wen Qingcheng who was constantly approaching. He stood there silently, just making his face blurred.
With his spiritual strength, he believed that even Prince Huoyun might not be able to recognize him.
However, when he saw Wen Qingcheng suddenly stop, his eyes stopped on him, which made Long Xiaoshan scream. He didn't take it by chance that Wen Qingcheng was just a coincidence because he could hide it from anyone, but his perception of Wen Qingcheng