"Don't worry, I'm not impatient either!" Faced with everyone's nervous questions, Wuming hurriedly waved his hands and explained.

At this time, because of the dragon crocodile problem, everyone in the palace was extremely nervous. He did not want to be besieged by everyone.

"Then what are you doing? Leave quickly!" Nangong Zhehua tightly clutched the folding flower fan in his hand, making a creaking sound. If it weren't for the material used to make the folding flower fan, which is rare and extremely tough, he would probably have been killed by him.

Crushed into pieces.

"I see these soldiers and elixir as a pity. Anyway, I see that none of you are willing to take them, so I will go to great lengths to collect them."

"By the way, don't compete with me. I can't compare to you guys who come from big forces!" Wuming said worriedly, fearing that Nangong Zhehua and the others might compete with him.

In fact, when Nangong Zhehua and the others saw that the dragon crocodile showed no signs of waking up, they really wanted to get a share of the pie. After all, there were too many elixirs and soldiers in the palace. Even if there were no high-quality products, they could not keep up with the quantity.

Big.

It's a pity that Wuming seemed to know what they were thinking, and strangled their thoughts to death with just one sentence.

"Don't worry, we won't rob you!" Looking at Wuming's miserly appearance, Nangong Zhehua and others were confused. They all felt that the more they came into contact with Wuming, the more they felt that Wuming was 'unusual'.

His behavior was not like that of a saint at all, but rather like that of a little person who had never seen much of the world, which they couldn't figure out.

"That's good, thank you!" Wuming greeted Jifeng regardless of what the other party was thinking, and then began to sweep away the elixirs and soldiers in the palace with great joy.

In the end, the only ones left in the palace were them and the dragon crocodile not far away. This made Nangong Zhehua and the others dumbfounded.

Because Wuming and Ji Feng really carried forward the bandit style, the entire palace was swept away by them as if they had been licked with their tongues, so clean that Nangong Zhehua and the others were embarrassed to walk around anymore.

"Thank you!" After being satisfied, Wuming and Ji Feng did not forget to say some words of thanks, which made Nangong Zhehua and the others feel embarrassed.

However, what they didn't know was that Wuming and Ji Feng were really grateful from the bottom of their hearts. To be honest, before the layout, they really didn't think that they could take back what they had taken out before. This made them

In addition to being unexpected, I am even more delighted.

After all, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

"Now that Brother Mubai and Brother Qingshan are done, let's leave as soon as possible!" Nangong Zhehua said with a stiff smile.

After hearing his words, everyone else nodded stiffly, their suspicious eyes scanning Wuming and Ji Feng from time to time, as if they were watching a monkey show.

"Okay, okay, let's leave!" Wuming smiled and nodded. The smile on his face never went away, so much so that Nangong Zhehua and the others wondered if he was out of his mind.

Just a few low-level elixirs and soldiers, is that enough?

"Huh?" Suddenly, the Holy Son of Lightning exclaimed in surprise. He looked at the Dragon Crocodile not far away, and an astonishing brilliance burst out in his eyes. It was the brilliant gaze of lightning gathering together.

"Something's wrong, why do I feel like this dragon crocodile is coming to life!" The Holy Son of Lightning stared at the dragon crocodile not far away for a moment, with a tone of disbelief in his voice.

"Don't be ridiculous, how could you be alive at this time? You don't want to scare people like this." As he said that, Dongfang Man also looked at Dragon Crocodile, but it didn't matter if he didn't look at it. After just one glance, his expression became serious.

stand up.

Faintly, the roars of various monster beasts came from around him, and the blood on his hair started to flutter.

The strangeness of the two of them attracted the attention of Wuming and the others. None of them dared to doubt anymore. They all used their own methods to carefully detect the aura of Dragon Crocodile.

"No, why do I feel that the vitality in Dragon Crocodile's body is increasing rapidly!" Mo Bing's expression was solemn, and his snow-white hair actually stood on end.

However, it was not just him. After the investigation, everyone present felt a creepy feeling. Their hairs stood on end, and there was a color of fear in their eyes that quickly rose.

Because after each investigation, they all found that the aura of the dragon and crocodile was indeed growing rapidly.

"No, it must be that the subconscious of the dragon crocodile is absorbing the blood of the creatures here to restore vitality. We must immediately ask the monks outside to stop fighting and leave here quickly, otherwise, it will be too late!" Daozi said solemnly.

The next moment, everyone did not dare to delay any more, and filed out one by one, all running out of the golden palace...

As soon as they came out, they felt the terror outside. The sound of killing was deafening, all kinds of divine lights shone in the sky, and a destructive energy, like the waves of the vast sea, rose and fell wantonly, filling the sky and the earth.

At this time, under the aftermath of the melee among the cultivators, the void was like a sieve, with holes everywhere, the energy of chaos was slowly spreading, and the light of law was constantly flickering.

As for the ground, there were corpses everywhere, mountains of corpses, and small rivers of blood flowing gurglingly. The strong smell of blood made the Golden Palace look like a living Shura dojo, filled with resentful souls.

, which makes the scalp numb.

"Don't fight anymore, otherwise, the extremely powerful man inside will come back to life!" The Holy Son of Lightning used the law of thunder and lightning to make a loud sound, which made the sky tremble and the cultivators were horrified.

At this time, his loud voice was filled with unprecedented anxiety, so much so that when he saw someone refusing to listen to dissuasion, he even struck out with lightning to stop the other person.

Of course, the same is true for Wuming and the others. The melee has been going on for most of the day, and everyone's eyes are red with blood. It is absolutely impossible to stop the fight with just one sentence.

Counting Jifeng, Wuming and their thirty-seven saints and saints, they all rushed into the battlefield. When they saw who had not stopped, they took action decisively and tried their best to stop the monks without harming their lives.

Everyone started fighting.

However, such a delay was only half an hour. It was not that their speed was not fast enough, but that there were too many people caught in the melee.

Moreover, they are all still showing off their most powerful methods. Even if they get involved in fighting, it will take a certain amount of time and energy.

"I don't know, Taoist brothers, what does this mean?" Someone asked, with scarlet eyes and frightening aura. Obviously, he did not understand and was unwilling to do what Wuming and others did. Even his voice sounded like gold and iron.

It was like a blow, sonorous and deafening, and at the same time, it also smelled of blood.

"What do you mean? If you keep fighting, the most powerful man in the palace will come back to life. You want to die and drag us down!" Dongfang Man's aura was frightening, and the powerful aura that rushed up instantly suppressed the opponent.

If the situation hadn't been urgent, he wouldn't have bothered to explain or pay attention to it, and would probably have killed the other party directly.

But he also knew that it would waste too much time. Although he was the Holy Son and had strong combat power, the other party was not a waste. Even if he took action, it would take a lot of twists and turns, which was far less time-consuming than talking.

"How is it possible that an extremely powerful person has come back to life? Isn't it the inheritance of the Phoenix in the palace? Could it be that the extremely powerful person that Brother Dongfang mentioned is the Phoenix and has not died yet?" More questions and puzzles appeared, just as they were about to

The situation that had stabilized seemed to be getting out of control again.

"I asked you why you have so many questions. The most powerful person among them is Dragon Crocodile..." Dongfang Man wanted to explain, but Nangong Zhehua interrupted him impatiently and said:

"Where did you come from, Dongfangman, with so much nonsense? Do they believe it or not? Let's leave immediately. If you are a dead Taoist friend or a poor Taoist, just tell them. We can tell you the details after you survive!"

After saying that, Nangong Zhehua left the place in an instant. The hurried appearance of leaving made everyone dumbfounded.

Not only because of his panic look, but also because of his anger towards Dongfang Man. Anyway, everything was different from his usual style of behavior.

Of course, Nangong Zhehua was not the only one who left. The Holy Son of Lightning, who was the first to alert the cultivators, had already disappeared. The black dot the size of a soybean grain on the horizon was his departing figure.

"Whoosh", "whoosh", "whoosh"...

Under Nangong Zhehua's anger, Dongfang Man reacted belatedly, thinking why he was talking so much nonsense. He was not a kind person in the first place. What should I explain?

At that moment, he gave the cultivators here a fierce look, and left without stopping. The blood-evil energy transformed into clouds, like a blood-red cloud, and left quickly with an extremely astonishing evil aura.

here.

At the same time, Mo Bing and other saints and saints left together,

As a result, in the blink of an eye, only Wuming and Jifeng were left here. As for the remaining people, they were all monks who had not yet entered the Golden Palace and were still thinking about competing for the Phoenix inheritance.

At this time, they were all dumbfounded. They had no idea what was going on in front of them, and why the usually graceful Saint Son and Saint Lady seemed to be frightened out of their wits.

"Brother Mubai, Brother Qingshan, what's going on?" Looking at Wuming and Jifeng who were really about to leave, people seemed to be looking for an organization, and their eyes were shining, like hungry wolves seeing someone.

Like a big piece of fat.

"What else is going on? They are asking you to run for your lives. There is no treasure here at all. There is only an extremely powerful man who is trying to be resurrected and come back through your blood." Wuming explained in a stern tone.

He and Jifeng also quickly escaped from here. When they saw the two of them running away quickly, the expressions of the monks who were originally from the 36th District changed drastically, and they all fled. While escaping, they also

On both sides, I felt that my parents had given me two fewer legs, so I had to exert all my energy to suck milk.

Others didn't know what was going on, but those who had entered the palace all knew that after hearing Wuming's explanation, all of them were so frightened that their faces turned pale, their souls were gone, and their courage was about to be shattered.
Chapter completed!