Xian Qiong made a "dong..." sound and slumped down to the ground: "Mader, we are finally out."
"That place is really not for humans."
After finishing speaking, he gasped and said: "I...have lived for millions of years, and this is the first time I have encountered such a ghost place. If it weren't for my luck, I would have died."
Not just it.
The same goes for several other people!
Looking at the tombstone, their eyes were a little distracted. It was so scary. As long as they recalled the last battle, even now, they still have lingering fears.
Even trembling uncontrollably.
Super Ninth Grade, how many died?
It’s no longer possible to save even one out of ten.
This is the result of their efforts to damage the foundation. Otherwise, if they delay for a while, not to mention those heroic spirits, even a few of them will have to be buried inside.
They were sitting around the tombstone, and before they could catch their breath, they saw more and more aliens running out of the Psionics Association, cursing, and looking at them with eyes filled with resentment and hatred.
It's just that due to the strength of the immortals, demons and other races, they didn't come to cause trouble.
These people were all very fast. Before the oyster could ask what happened, they had already disappeared into the outer battlefield.
Only Gu You was left, leading a few elders from the Ancient God Clan. He walked over with ugly expressions and immediately cursed: "You disaster stars."
"??"
Several people looked confused.
Only Mo Oyster frowned and said, "Brother Gu, what happened?"
"What else could there be..."
Gu You let out a "Huh!" and said angrily: "After you provoked that old guy, you left and left him nowhere to vent, and then spread your anger on all of us, except for the Mao tribe.
Those bastards and the remaining foreign races were all driven out by it."
"Okay now, if you want to break through to the ninth level, just dream! Go back and wash your necks one by one, and wait for the bastards from the Mao tribe to come to your door."
"Chief Gu, there is nothing we can do." The old man of the Zhu tribe said with a bitter smile.
"Is there any way you can do this to me?" Gu You replied directly.
"..." The old man of the Zhu tribe was speechless for a while.
"Just such a trivial matter? Why are you so anxious? I thought I was breaking the news. Brother Gu, your cultivation of xinxing is still a bit behind." Xian Qiong said with a smile.
As long as it doesn't get close to Ye Xiu, its brain seems to have returned, and it is no longer as extreme as it was during the psychic meeting.
But he didn't want to, and Mo Oyster rolled his eyes when he heard it, and couldn't help but curse: "You say that others have bad character, don't you think about yourself?"
Of course, everyone came out.
There's no need to tease it.
"Brother Gu, there is a saying from the Mao tribe that is right - a blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise. Whoever said it out loud will not be able to break through to the ninth level?" Mo Oyster chuckled.
"Huh?" Gu You frowned.
Just as he was about to speak, he heard Xian Qiong's worried voice: "Why don't those seniors come out?"
"Nothing will happen!"
After hearing this.
Except for Gu You, who accidentally missed and did not see the battle, the faces of the others showed worried looks.
You must know that they risked their own lives and souls to collude with these heroic spirits. Firstly, they did not dare to disobey them, and secondly, they took a fancy to their great way. Even if they left the Psionics Society, they could continue to comprehend.
If something unexpected happened, they would probably want to die.
Just when a few people were at a loss, a figure floated out from the hidden spirit tombstone, with the word "Lian" on his head. After looking around, he found that he had really left the Psionics Association, so he bravely stopped.
The word Qi Lian,
He laughed with gleaming eyes and said: "Hahaha, how many years has it been? We are not human beings, ghosts or not, we are finally getting rid of that ghost place. You guys have done a good job."
"I've met senior." Several people quickly saluted.
Centihuang nodded and was about to speak when he saw two more figures floating out. One was his old enemy, Yu Huan, and the other was the leader of the Dihu Clan, Hu Sanhou. On weekdays,
He is not good at words or sociability. He is the kind of silent person, but no one dares to underestimate him.
The few people waited for another long time, but no one came out. The expressions on their faces suddenly became solemn, with a feeling of sadness: "Are we the only ones who survived?"
Hu Sanhou nodded, without showing any emotion, and said: "Totem's final madness almost wiped out our group. It's a pity that Long Wenzhang died right next to me."
"Long Wenzhang is dead?"
Whoosh!
Centihuang and Yu Huan couldn't help but look ecstatic on their faces. It was obvious that these two people had a small calculation in their hearts.
Although the strength of Tiger Three Roar is not weak, they have never competed with each other and do not have Long Wenzhang. In other words, there is a high probability that they can become the Lord of Heaven.
I would rather be the head of a chicken than the head of a phoenix. I can be the king and dominate, but who wants to be suppressed by others?
Yu Huang was also the first to think of this and immediately became alert. He looked at Centi Huang and smiled, saying: "Brother Centi, we have been fighting for hundreds of millions of years. Now that we have got rid of the Psionic Society, it is time to turn our hostility into friendship.
Well, what do you think?"
"I have no objection..."
Centipede nodded and said, "However, you have caused me to lose so many words. How about this tombstone as compensation?"
"I gave you the tombstone, so where will I go?" Yu Huan sneered.
"Let's go together, but if you want me to refine it, if you don't have any objections, I won't treat you badly." Centipede said calmly.
"Fuck you..." Yu Huan laughed angrily, raised his hand and held out a harpoon, looking at it with an angry face: "Looks like we have to have a fight."
"I'm afraid you won't make it!"
Bang, bang...
Seeing that these two old rivals were about to fight as soon as they came out of the psychic meeting, Hu Sanhou shook his head. He had no interest in refining tombstones. As long as he recovered his physical body, he could regain his freedom.
The only thing that makes her heart beat is the ancestral land of the president.
Unfortunately, Long Wenzhang died tragically beside it.
The two people in front of them were about to fight, but it did not interfere, but silently retreated not far away.
Just when their tension reached the extreme, another soul figure condensed outside the tombstone. Seeing it, several people present were startled: "Brother Long..., are you not dead?"
"Almost..." Long Wenzhang said "Huh!" and exhaled.
It didn't expect it either.
The power of the book of soul seduction is so terrifying that after being attacked, my clone almost implicated its main body because he did not kill it.
Fortunately, it prepared a lot of means, so it managed to survive from the hands of the Soul Seduction Book.
After taking a breath, he turned to look at the two people who were at war with each other, smiled, "Tsk", "Tsk..." He was surprised and said: "You two just came out, are you ready to fight?"