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Section 2875: Golden small tree (27)

"Hoo~" Xue Hongya just finished his words. Suddenly, a strong wind came out of Xue Hongya's body and swept towards the mysterious man from the master family who was sitting cross-legged on the ground motionless, wanting to find out whether he was real or not.

However, the mysterious rock-like man did not react at all when he was hit by the aura released by Xue Hongya, and the aura released by Xue Hongya was like a stormy wave hitting the rock, without any effect.

"Xue Hongya, are you very interested in the seniors of my master families? It seems that the blood master still cares about my master families! Haha!" Zhu Shixuan, who felt the aura deliberately exuded by Xue Hongya, was not as strong as Xue Hongya

Ge laughed loudly and deliberately touched the scar in Xue Hongya's heart.

"Blood Lord, let's ignore them! If a dog bites a man, can a man bite a dog?" Just when Xue Hongya's scar was uncovered and he was about to have an attack, Chu Ge suddenly stretched out his arm and pressed it on Xue Hongya's white, tender and exposed skin.

Over the shoulder in the space, I glanced at Zhushixuan Pavilion Road.[

Feeling the cold and calming breath coming from Chu Ge's palm, Xue Hongya took a deep breath, nodded, and ignored Zhu Shixuan Pavilion, whose face was ashen and staring at Chu Ge with eyes spitting fire, and slowly

Returned to the team of experts from the Blood Forbidden Land.

However, the mysterious black-robed man who has been paying attention to Xue Hongya is indifferent to the conflict between the master families and Xue Hongya, as if everything around him has nothing to do with him.

"Master of the Black Lin Cave, Master of the Black Lion Cave! I didn't expect them to come too!" After calming down the conflict between Xue Hongya and the master families, Chu Ge, who sat cross-legged at the end of Death Valley, waited for a day and felt the feeling again.

Two peak masters of the Six Realm Soul Gods appeared, and they immediately opened their closed eyes. Seeing the arrival of the six masters from the Dark Island, they showed a faint sneer.

Following the appearance of masters from Dark Island, masters from established forces such as the Netherland, Heavenly Clan, and War Clan, as well as some powerful casual cultivators who heard the news, appeared one after another. The end of Death Valley was overcrowded for a while.

Among the Six Realm Soul God masters who appeared later, Chu Ge finally found Hong Chen Hao Lushui mixed in the crowd, standing with three casual cultivator masters, talking quietly, but there was no trace of Feng Juechen.

Although the end of Death Valley has become crowded due to the arrival of masters of the Six Realm Soul Gods, no one is approaching the four ancient forces and the Blood Forbidden Area. Obviously, the influence of Xue Hongya is not weaker than that of the four ancient forces.

Because there are still more than three months before the opening of the Soul Tomb Space, the Six Realm Soul God masters from all major forces are waiting patiently at the end of Death Valley, and the atmosphere has become depressing because the Soul Tomb Space is about to open.

As time passed by day by day, dark clouds like black ink in the sky slowly gathered over Death Valley. The strong aura pressure awakened the six-level soul masters of the major forces who closed their eyes and rested. Seeing the strange appearance,

Everyone stood up one after another, waiting for the soul tomb space that was about to open.

"The soul tomb space is finally about to be opened. I don't know who will end up with the most precious and top-grade divine soul weapon that will be opened this time!" Chu Ge looked up at the dark clouds that were gathering thicker and thicker, and said silently in his heart, there is no

I have strong confidence to get the best divine soul weapon.

When the dark clouds revealing huge space pressure gathered thousands of meters thick, the pitch-black clouds began to swirl slowly, and jets of pitch-black clouds with constant tearing power emerged from them.


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