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Chapter 63-2 Lost

Zhuang Wuming was standing in the middle of the gray underworld air current. Because of the user, his whole body was shining with a faint gray light.

A hurricane of black flames swept across, hitting him on the spot and flying directly out.

The terrifying black fire enveloped him, and the faint gray light on his body quickly disappeared.

Bang

Feeling severe pain all over his body, he fell heavily in front of the gate of Qingyang Palace, knocking a hole out of the wall.

A black phantom rushed out from the black fire and underworld air currents. It was the phantom of Hades from Hell.

It was burning with black fire, wrapped in a figure that had lost its legs, and disappeared into the sky in a flash of light.

The ancestor of the Ming family was severely injured, and even lost his legs. The injury was not minor.

The Egg of the Underworld was something only Zhuang Wuming knew about. Hong Ling didn't even know he still had this thing on him.

At this time, his whole body ached, and black flames enveloped him.

Seeing that the thin layer of light outside his body was about to be burned away, he might not be able to survive the black fire.

Everything happened within a few seconds. The green light in the sky slowly fell, and the overwhelming pressure directly enveloped Zhuang Wuming.

His will was shaken, and he only saw a pair of cyan eyes.

The next moment he couldn't bear the pressure, rolled his eyes and fainted.

In the green light, a goat looked at Zhuang Wuming with both eyes and blew lightly.

A breeze blew by, and all the black flames on his body were extinguished, revealing Zhuang Wuming who was unconscious on the ground.

"Are you an outsider?" Goat's eyes flashed green.

With a faint flash of green light, Zhuang Wuming and the green goat disappeared.

On the playground of the Sports Academy, Bai Hezi looked at the ancestor of the Ming family who disappeared into a black stream of light from the sky, with a look of shock on his face.

"We were defeated, we were defeated so quickly, in less than ten seconds."

There was deep fear in his eyes, "What kind of monster is in Qingyang Palace?"

"How is Zhuang Wuming doing now?"

Zhang Junwu on the side looked a little pale. The ups and downs just now made him completely lose his calm.

In his experience, he had never seen such a big scene before, and he was truly shocked.

Bai Hezi looked at Zhang Junwu coldly and snorted, "The martial arts association is nothing more than that."

Zhang Junwu's face turned red when he heard this, but he couldn't say anything he wanted to say.

Facing the ancestor of the Ming family, he simply chose to give in without saying a word.

Now that Bai Hezi has pointed it out, he is even more annoyed and embarrassed.

But he didn't dare to say it, let alone take action. Bai Hezi's sword just now showed him how unfathomable the opponent was.

With cold eyes, he watched Bai Hezi rise and fall and disappear into the distance. He glanced around and found only Ming Wudi who had his head cut off.

There was a hint of joy in his eyes, "Ming Wudi, he has a lot of good things."

The greedy look disappeared in a flash, and he jumped in front of Ming Wudi, bent down and began to search for the corpse.

A few hours later, the main world was in an uproar.

When Bai Hezi brought back the news that the ancestor of the Ming family had intervened in the martial arts competition with the intention of killing Zhuang Wuming, everyone in the know was shocked.

After so many years, the legendary boss who had never appeared before actually appeared.

And it was for a little person who had just entered the dream world.

What is shocking is that this little man actually killed Qilin'er of the Ming family and brought out the ancestor of the Ming family.

What surprised the world the most was that the ancestor of the Ming family seemed to be defeated.

Because when arresting Zhuang Wuming, he was led into a monster lair and suffered serious injuries.

The leader of the Bronze Zun Association issued a statement immediately, seriously condemning the behavior of the ancestor of the Ming family.

I will go to Greentown Ming's house in person soon to ask for an explanation.

At this time, the three masters of the martial arts association also spoke out at the same time, announcing to the whole country that they were going to visit the Green City Ming Family.

The Ming family, a boxing family that has been passed down for hundreds of years, seemed to be targeted by a pack of wolves immediately after their ancestor was seriously injured.

Destruction was imminent, and a feeling of imminent rain enveloped the Ming family.

The situation is changing, you will sing and I will appear.

No one pays attention to Zhuang Wuming's life and death anymore. They are all waiting to see the excitement among the Ming Family, the Martial Arts Association, and the Bronze Zun Association.

Only Hongling fell into silence after hearing the news that Zhuang Wuming had been trapped in Qingyang Palace.

In the Palace of Seven Kills, she sighed, "I hope you can survive this disaster."

"Monsters of that level may not necessarily kill people. They have extraordinary intelligence."

Knowing that Zhuang Wuming had fallen into Qingyang Palace, Hongling was helpless.

The ancestors of the Ming family have all been defeated, and probably not many people in this world dare to go there.

The dream world is huge and has countless masters, but compared to the entire dream world, humans are still too weak.

The reason why the monster level in Chengdu is low is because it happened a long time ago.

Most of the area has been cleaned up by the main force of the Tang family and the Bronze Zun Society.

This is almost a training ground for novices. Except for a few extremely dangerous places, other places are relatively safe.

Now that Zhuang Wuming happened to be trapped in this dangerous place, there was nothing she could do.

In the darkness, Zhuang Wuming slowly woke up, feeling a pain all over his body.

Whoosh

He turned over and sat up, looking around cautiously.

What he saw was a large hall. He was lying in front of an incense table, and the floor was covered with dusty marble.

Behind the incense table is a statue of Laojun. The main hall is deserted, with a faint scent of sandalwood floating around.

A goat with long green hair was sleeping next to the incense table.

"Huhu"

A bubble on its nose expands and contracts with its breathing, which looks very funny.

But after Zhuang Wuming saw it, his expression froze.

The property version in front of him made him feel cold all over.

Name: Ao Lie

Race: True Dragon

grade:?

Skill:?

Apart from race, everything was unknown, and the word "true dragon" made him simply unbelievable.

The legendary creature appeared in front of him and turned into a green sheep. This was very scary.

After a while, Zhuang Wuming relaxed his breathing and calmed down.

"Since you didn't kill me, then I might be useful."

Quickly turning his brain to analyze, he knew that he would be safe for the time being.

"The ancestor of the Ming family was attacked by me. I don't know what the result will be."

"If I can go back alive this time, the Ming family won't have time to trouble me for the time being."

"Still not strong enough. If I hadn't planned this time, I might have died without knowing how."

"As long as you give me time, I will definitely grow up."

Just when Zhuang Wuming was thinking about what to do, a hacking sound sounded.

"Hache"

The green goat Ao Lie stretched out, holding his head high, his mouth swollen, and two tears squeezed out of the corners of his eyes. He slept well.

It looked at Zhuang Wuming, a pair of blue eyes shining with an interesting light.

"You are so brave, you actually dare to use my hand to fight the enemy."

"I don't know whether to call you ignorant or bold."


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