The disciple of Da Luo Hun Sect told everything about what happened at the pyramid ruins.
Jiuwo's eyes flashed with a cold light.
I didn't expect to block that guy's gun.
However, given his character, he didn't bother to explain to the Demon Blood Palace. Of course, he felt a little unhappy.
"Who killed my brother!"
Suddenly, a roar shook the surrounding area, and a man in yellow came over with murderous intent, and his cold sword intent swept across the entire place.
"Huang Peng, the Little Sword God of Huadaowu."
"Why, was his brother killed?"
"Isn't his brother Huang Tian? He was actually killed?"
There was a commotion all around.
Huang Peng's eyes were extremely cold. After Huang Tian's death, he sensed that his life orb was broken. Because Huang Tian was protected by a Dibang candidate like Cao Yang, he did not act with Huang Tian.
But unexpectedly, Huang Tian was actually killed, and Cao Yang and others disappeared together, obviously dead.
In the Ancient Mirage Palace, he could not think of anyone else with this kind of strength, except for superpowers of the same level.
"You have the guts to do it, but don't have the guts to admit it?"
"Get out of here!"
Huang Peng roared incessantly, and his eyes were directed at the super power that did not have a harmonious relationship with Huadaowu.
"Huang Peng, why are you staring at me? Do you think I killed your incompetent brother?" Jing Wuming, the Condor Master, said coldly.
"Jing Wuming, what did you say? Say it again?"
"Why, you are looking for trouble. Although I didn't kill your good-for-nothing brother, but if you think it was me, I will accompany you." Jing Wuming sneered.
Huang Peng's eyes were red.
The sword intent spurted out, but it was difficult to suppress it.
It wasn't that he was afraid of Jing Wuming.
But even though the two of them had always been enemies, he also knew that Jing Wuming had always been arrogant. As long as he killed his brother, he would never dare to admit it, let alone lie and say that he didn't kill him.
Therefore, Jing Wuming's suspicion is very low.
And once he and Jing Wuming take action, it will not be a joke for the real murderer.
Of course, the more important reason was that he was not sure of defeating Jing Wuming. If Jing Wuming was just an ordinary monk, he would have chopped him into eight pieces long ago.
Zhu Hongxue stood there and glanced at Long Xiaoshan.
He showed no emotion on the surface, but it was impossible to say that he was not nervous at all.
After all, Huang Peng is not the only one with the strength of Huadaowu. Once the news spreads that he and Long Xiaoshan killed the young master of Huadaowu, they will be in trouble even if they leave the Ancient Mirage Palace, so they should prepare to flee all over the world.
Long Xiaoshan looked dull.
Even if Jing Wuming glanced over, there was no reaction at all.
Huang Peng shouted for a long time, but no one stepped forward.
There is no way.
Now that powerful people from all walks of life are gathered together, there are more than ten powerful people on the Earth Ranking. He is not the one who can be unscrupulous. Besides, she is not the only one who has suffered heavy losses.
All other forces also suffered losses.
Seven or eight of the strong candidates for the Earth Ranking died.
Not to mention ordinary geniuses.
Of the 100,000 people who entered the Ancient Mirage Palace, at least 30,000 died, which shows how dangerous this Ancient Mirage Palace is.
If everyone wants to seek revenge.
Then we can have a big fight now.
Long Xiaoshan saw that the men from the Qianlong Empire were also coming.
Wen Qingcheng also showed up. He was beside a man with a noble aura, none other than Wei Kun, the evildoer in the Qianlong Empire.
Originally, Wen Qingcheng had been acting alone, but a few days ago, after being almost insulted by three Huajianmen disciples, although he was rescued, Wen Qingcheng was still heartbroken.
Soon she met Wei Kun.
Wei Kun was already interested in Wen Qingcheng, so he invited Wen Qingcheng to join him.
If it hadn't been for what happened to the disciples of the Huajian Sect, she might not have agreed to Wei Kun's invitation. Now she just wanted to live safely until she could get out of the Ancient Mirage Palace, so she agreed to Wei Kun's companionship.
"The Desolate Temple, Qingcheng, we are lucky this time." Wei Kun looked at the huge and mysterious palace in front of him with bright eyes. Anyone who is familiar with history will know the meaning of the Desolate Temple. Every time the Desolate Temple is opened,
A large number of strong people will be created.
Wen Qingcheng smiled, but there was not much joy.
She practices the art of destiny.
With a strong sense of destiny, even if she didn't deliberately predict it, she could feel a blood energy lingering on everyone's heads, which was definitely a bad omen.
Although the Desolate Temple represents the highest opportunity of the Desolate Ancient Mirage Palace.
But one general's success can lead to the destruction of thousands of bones.
Everyone only saw those who achieved great success after the opening of the Desolate Temple.
Did you ever think that no one would remember the losers with the bones at their feet? They have already been buried in the dust of history over time.
There were fifty or sixty thousand people gathered in front of me.
How many can you survive in the end?
Wen Qingcheng didn't dare to think about it.
"Young Master Wei, my cultivation level is low, otherwise I wouldn't go in." Wen Qingcheng said.
"Don't go in? Qingcheng, do you want to give up such a great opportunity? Practitioners, fight with the sky for fate. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Don't worry, you follow me, I promise to keep you safe." Wei Kun said in a loud voice, of course he also had
I am qualified to say this. As a monster on the Earth Ranking, there are only about twenty people in the entire Ancient Mirage Palace.
Among these tens of thousands of people, he is among the top twenty.
There are too few people who can threaten him.
What's more, he will also cooperate with the Qianlong Emperor Clan.
"I'd better forget it." Wen Qingcheng was not afraid of death, but she just felt it was unnecessary. She looked around.
In fact, she always wanted to find the person who saved her that day.
Among the tens of thousands of people, the other party passed by in a flash that day. Others may have no hope at all, but Wen Qingcheng was different. She practiced the destiny technique, and the other party saved her that day, which created a cause and effect with her.
As long as she is close, she should be able to roughly figure out the other person.
The Temple of Desolation is now open.
That person will definitely come too.
Wen Qingcheng stretched out her hand and pinched her fingers continuously. A void of spiritual guidance made Wen Qingcheng look in one direction.
"Young Master Wei, I want to take a look over there." Wen Qingcheng said.
Wei Kun narrowed his eyes and said, "Is there anything going on over there?"
"Just going to have a look, maybe there are some acquaintances." Wen Qingcheng said.
"I'll accompany you there."
"It's okay. I can just go there by myself." Wen Qingcheng said as she moved in that direction.
As the guidance passed by her, the feeling became stronger and stronger.
Wen Qingcheng's eyes swept across the crowd and suddenly stopped on a figure. Is it him?
The corners of Long Xiaoshan's eyes twitched slightly. Of course he saw Wen Qingcheng, who was approaching continuously. He stood there calmly, only making his face blurry.
With his mental strength, he believed that even Prince Huoyun might not be able to recognize him.
However, he saw Wen Qingcheng suddenly stop, and then his eyes stopped on him, which made Long Xiaoshan secretly scream, he didn't have the luck to think that Wen Qingcheng was just a coincidence, because he could hide Wen Qingcheng's perception from anyone.
