The Baimu tribe came to power and killed two people directly.
He looked down at the venue and said coldly: "The real heroes meeting will come next."
"interesting."
In the direction of the vampire clan, a young vampire licked his bright red tongue and slowly walked onto the stage.
Vampires like to eat ghosts and drink blood.
This clan is also a powerful clan in Sanqingzhou.
Speaking of which, the vampire clan has a deep connection with the ghost clan. The vampire clan is the result of the union of ghosts and humans.
At the venue, someone exclaimed: "That's the young clan leader of the vampire clan, Wang Wanggu."
"He's just forgetful."
Hui Wang Gu is here, the current young leader of the Vampire Clan, if everything goes well in his cultivation journey, he is very likely to become the Vampire Clan leader in the future.
"Watch this carefully, it will be useful to you."
Some leaders let their descendants look good.
The young man from the Baimu tribe gritted his teeth and said, "I forget my bones."
The vampire clan said with forgetfulness: "It's been a long time since I've eaten the blood of the Baimu clan."
"You really thought I was afraid of you." The Baimu clan was furious.
The eyes of the strong man from the Baimu clan are cold, his pupils are like white moons, and the space is trembling slightly.
The white-eyed clan disappeared, and no one could find his aura. The vampire sneered with forgetfulness, and the holy curse between his eyebrows flashed, and he disappeared.
Where are their figures in the arena?
"Where are you going?"
"Can't see."
Chu Hao opened his sharp eyes and finally saw where the two people were. In the seam of the first layer of space, the two people were fighting fiercely.
The Forgetting Bone movement technique is very strange. Whenever the Baimu clan wants to kill him, it turns into blood mist and disappears, making him untouchable.
Even if the power of the Holy Yang covers the space in all directions, it cannot kill Hui Wanggu.
As for the Baimu clan, in addition to their natural eye skills, their physical bodies are also very terrifying.
However, this physical body became vulnerable in the face of Wang Wanggu.
The wounds were torn open one after another by Wang Wanggu, and blood flowed freely.
The young man from the Baimu clan gritted his teeth and exited the space of the pupil technique.
The crowd exclaimed as the two finally came out.
Seeing that the Baimu tribe was covered in torn wounds with a lot of blood, but Huan Wanggu was unscathed, this battle has become a foregone conclusion!
The Baimu people looked at this scene with very ugly expressions.
Hui Wanggu sneered and formed seals with his hands. The blood of the young people of the Baimu tribe condensed and they were squirming, as if something was about to be born!
"The vampire clan's secret technique is to control blood." Someone exclaimed.
"Secret Technique, Blood Soul."
The blood soul condensed, and the blood condensed into one big man after another, his own clones from the Baimu tribe.
However, these clones are unconscious and are all controlled by Hui Wanggu, with sharp teeth, drooling, and murderous looks on their faces.
The next second, countless Baimu clan clones rushed forward.
He pounced on him and bit the young strong man from the Baimu tribe.
However, this is simply because the bodies of these transformed monsters are extremely terrifying, and their defenses are instantly shattered.
The Baimu tribe was directly cut into pieces by this move.
Hui Wanggu walked forward, bent down and took a drop of blood, put it into his mouth to taste, and said: "Bah."
"It tastes terrible," Hui Wanggu commented.
died.
The strong men of the Baimu clan are no match for Hui Wanggu.
The Baimu tribe gritted their teeth, but no one came to stop them.
Even if he tried to stop him, he would be instantly killed by the strong men of the Wang family.
Hui Wanggu looked around the entire venue and said, "Are these the only people in the Heroes Association?"
Most of the people in the venue were silent. Forgetting the Bones is really powerful. In the field of reaching the pinnacle of the Holy Realm, Sanqingzhou is also among the top.
At this time, a person stood up on the desk and chair of Wang's direct family and said: "I'll come."
Wang Qinglan, who was beside Chu Hao, exclaimed: "Brother Wei Xing."
Wang Weixing, a direct descendant of the Wang family, has reached the pinnacle of strength in the Holy Realm.
However, if Wang Weixing wants to fight with Hui Wanggu, he still has a few steps left.
Unless the young patriarch of the Wang family appears, but the young patriarch of the Wang family has already reached the realm of a holy king, if he appears now, it will be a joke.
He even sneered endlessly.
"I heard that the young patriarch of the Wang family has entered the realm of the Holy King. I want to give it a try."
The senior members of the Wang family frowned.
This young patriarch who has just reached the pinnacle of the Holy Realm and wants to challenge the Holy King Realm is thinking too highly of himself.
Beside the Wang clan leader, the young clan leader sat down, Wang Yigu.
Wang Yigu has a very aura, with long black hair, and sword-like eyebrows. He is less than a hundred years old, and he has already reached the realm of the Holy King, and is also a top genius in Sanqingzhou.
Wang Yigu said coldly: "You want to challenge me, but you are not enough. This young patriarch is the Great Perfection of the Saint King Realm."
What?
A bombshell news shocked everyone.
The young patriarch of the Wang clan has actually reached the Great Perfection of the Saint King Realm.
Huai Wanggu's face was extremely ugly. Compared with the Great Perfection of the Saint King, he was really too fragile.
Some leaders exclaimed: "After this year, the young patriarch should be a hundred years old, but he actually reached the Great Perfection of the Holy King Realm within a hundred years of age."
"Who can compare with this talent?"
"As expected of the Wang family in the Western Wasteland of Sanqing Continent."
"Such a talent and achievement would be among the best in any upper reaches of the continent."
"It's so scary."
Within a hundred years of reaching the Holy Realm, Chu Hao looked at Wang Yigu. This man was indeed very talented.
Wang Weixing's face turned ugly when he saw that everyone's eyes were all on others.
Go directly to the stage.
"I will fight with you."
Hui Wanggu sneered and said, "Just you?"
Both sides moved, and Fierce Fighting was triggered with one strike.
The holy spells of both sides collided, and even the holy soldiers fought.
The holy weapon of Forgetting Bones is a bone blade. Under his control, it turns into dozens of bone blades, coming and going without a trace.
On Wang Weixing's side is a talisman, which is an extremely rare and rare holy weapon talisman.
The two sides were going back and forth, the fight was indistinguishable, and the ring was vibrating.
A leader said: "Wang Weixing is dying."
"After all, he is the young clan leader of the Vampire Clan. He Wanggu is indeed very powerful."
"Do you think Wang Weixing will be killed if he forgets his bones?"
"No way, after all, he is a direct descendant of the Wang family."
Chu Hao looked at the battle and said, "Your brother Wei Xing is going to lose."
"You're talking nonsense, Brother Wei Xing is very bad." Wang Qinglan huffed, but still looked worried.
Hui Wanggu grinned, and suddenly broke out. Dozens of bone blades around him were unified, and a brand new bone sword appeared.
The forgotten bones were stabbed away with a sword.
Wang Weixing's holy weapon talisman was blocking the front, and it cracked with a "click", and Yaoyao swayed uncontrollably.
Wang Weixing's face changed drastically. This sword was so powerful that he had never seen it before among opponents of the same level.
Someone from the Wang family said in surprise: "With such a strong sword intention, Huai Wanggu is actually a Yin Yang sword cultivator."
Yin-Yang sword cultivators, once they have mastered the sword's will, are far from being their opponents at the same level.
However, the bone sword in Huai Wanggu's hand exudes the aura of talismans, making people dare not look directly at the sword.
"This is not the intention of the sword, but the curse of the sword." said the master of the Baimu tribe.