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Chapter 408 Map

Not to mention the surprise of the top group of people in the Devil's Plain, Tang Xuanming, who was standing in the area where the Three-legged Golden Crow took action, was in a trance because of the sudden appearance of magical powers in his mind.

At the moment when he was angry and felt provoked by the aura of the Three-Legged Golden Crow.

The magical power of the bloodline that had been gestating in his heart and given to him by the Dragon King of the Tomb of Gods world finally truly awakened at that moment.

"Kill the sky!"

The Dragon King's magical powers only have these two words, and they don't seem to match the dragon clan's magical powers, and they look awkward.

Only Tang Xuanming could feel the terrifying power contained in these two words.

Killing the sky, the world of God's Tomb has the way of heaven, and those who dare to wield their swords against the way of heaven are unparalleled beings.

During the period when Tang Xue Xuanming lived, the main figures in Tutian were Dugu Baitian and Demon Lord.

In an even more ancient era, the Dragon King was once the leader of Tu Tian, ​​but he failed.

Tang Xuanming stayed where he was, then turned around and said to Wang Ming and Wang Long: "Lead the way."

Wang Long led the way obediently, and Wang Ming didn't say much.

A three-legged golden crow appeared in front of them, which gave them a huge shock.

"The Demon King's descendants have really appeared. Do you think it's possible that the Human Queen's descendants will also appear here?"

Wang Long is like a curious baby, always filled with endless curiosity.

Regarding such an earth-shattering event, Wang Ming also looked very serious. Even though he was far away from the ashes, he still couldn't help but look back.

He looked at Wang Long with confused eyes and said, "I don't know, is the bloodline of the ninth level so terrifying?"

Compared to Wang Ming's melancholy faction, Wang Long is a complete optimist.

He said nonchalantly: "It's not like no one has hunted the ninth-level bloodline. Wouldn't the Human King succeed?"

"The Three-Legged Golden Crow is so powerful, we can't take care of it, but there is always someone who can take care of it, so why bother with that?"

While speaking, Wang Long glanced at Tang Xuanming, whose face was calm and as cold as an ice cube, intentionally or unintentionally.

He found that Tang Xuanming was still deep in thought, his brows furrowed.

This made his heart skip a beat.

"Does the Demon Queen's strength surprise even the Shura God of Killing?"

………

"when!"

A long sword made of metal was thrown high, Wang Ming had a victor's smile on his face, and a sword was placed on the neck of a young man with an unwilling look on his face.

Wang Long, who had been watching with cold eyes, threw aside the watermelon in his hand, looked down at the young man who had fallen to the ground softly, and said with a smile: "Tell me all the magical powers you have obtained, and I can make you suffer less."

"Pooh!"

The young man didn't spit out the saliva, so Wang Ming gave him a hammer with quick eyes and quick hands, knocking the young man's head upright.

The peaceful smile on Wang Long's face disappeared, and he was as cold as an ice cube. He sneered: "He is still a temperamental master, but I am not a bad temper either..."

He was so stupid that he beat him so hard that he made the young man scream in agony.

After half a day, Wang Long asked about all the magical powers.

Tang Xuanming maintained his indifferent expression from beginning to end, and there was no need for him to worry a little more.

………

Seven days later, Wang Long took the lead and stopped an extremely imposing young man. He sneered and said: "Obviously, hand over all your magical powers. Well, the material of your clothes is not bad. Take them off later and give them to me. Fang Tian in your hand."

The painted halberd also looks very good, let’s keep it!”

The young man was a little surprised. He looked Wang Long from head to toe. He did not panic at being robbed. Instead, he smiled comfortably and said: "This is the first time that a person of the sixth level of the Ant King robbed me. You succeeded."

It made me laugh."

"You can turn around and leave before I get angry."

The young man had a joking smile on his face, as if he was amused by Wang Long's unique behavior, but there was no anger at all.

"you sure?"

Wang Ming appeared silently behind the young man, with an extraordinary posture. The young man who was full of pride from beginning to end was still not panicked, but his face was slightly solemn.

"A seventh-level Ant Emperor or a sixth-level Ant Emperor alone can't stop him...I...I didn't say anything."

“Everything is negotiable!”

Seeing more than a dozen young people walking out of the forest, the worst of whom were all Ant Emperors at the sixth level, the young man lost his composure at all, and took the initiative to put Fang Tian's painted halberd at his feet.

His movements were gentle, his voice was filled with gentleness, and he no longer had the pride he had before.

"We are all fellow human beings, everything is easy to discuss, everything is easy to discuss."

He had a flattering smile on his face, but he was just scolding her in his heart.

We have never encountered anything like this in the Devil's Plain. A large number of young people who were arrogant and refused to admit defeat joined forces and started to take the initiative to rob.

Is this still the noble family he knows?

And he also found many familiar faces among the dozen or so people waiting.

"The young master of the Wang family, the young master of the Li family, the third young lady of the Ouyang family... are they going to get together to race horses?"

"Who is the leader? Why have I never seen him before?"

While lamenting, the young man took the initiative to introduce the magical powers he had mastered.

Silently he remembered the appearance of that ordinary-looking young man in his heart.

"Could this be a top-notch figure that has never been born before? It is said that there is a peerless existence in the human territory of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon that is not inferior to the Human Emperor. Could it be that he is the descendant of such a figure?"

There are countless doubts in my heart, but they are destined to be unanswered.

The ordinary-looking person in the lead was, of course, Tang Xuanming.

Ever since he discovered the road to getting rich through robbery, he has been running wildly on this road, never to return.

Compared to the hard work of searching for the remnant souls from ten thousand years ago, it is more efficient to directly rob these young men from aristocratic families who have been exploring the Devil's Plain for generations and have mastered the locations of many remnant souls.

"Take out the family map and put it together. Hurry up and don't waste time."

The young man who had just joined was still a little uncomfortable, but when he saw the map of Devil's Plains put together by a group of people, his eyes suddenly became clear.

The map was densely marked with too many unrecorded places in the family, and there were many memories left behind by powerful people that shocked him.

"Ao Zhan, that's not the man who single-handedly slaughtered an innate god ten thousand years ago."

"Mo Ding, if I remember correctly, he is the ancestor of the Moh family. The now famous Moh family is his inheritance, and his residual thoughts are also marked."

The young man was extremely shocked. The map he saw was densely marked with information about various characters.

This information is kept top secret by each family and will not be released to the public at all.

At this moment, it was all displayed in front of him.


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