"Why do I sound sour?"

"I just lament that the Sun God inheritance was given to the wrong person."

"If you give it to me, it will be like the divine sun in the sky!"

"Then, in this case, the treasure of the soul flag should be given to me, so that I, the Heavenly Demon Palace, can make good use of it." A woman wearing a long gown and a veil approached, her wonderful eyes were moving, like the gaze of the moon god, solemn and solemn, giving

With an unparalleled arrogance and aloofness, even men would feel ashamed and dare not come forward to her.

"The Heavenly Demon Palace has an unparalleled destiny."

The woman leaned forward and stared at the Soul Flag with her beautiful eyes.

However, the eyes of the undead ghost were unmoved, and it seemed that Fate Wushuang was ogling the blind man.

Ming Wushuang gave a sweet smile. It was really a charming voice that could not be described in a thousand words. It was just a frown and a smile that made Chu Kuang hesitate a little. It also made Yu Linglong feel uneasy, for fear that the teacher would be raped by this vixen.

' was seduced by his appearance.

"Brothers, why don't you just retreat and give the treasure to my little sister?"

There were ripples in Yang Xingtian's heart, and he couldn't help but be wary, but his expression remained as usual and even more relaxed as he said, "What a shameless woman, I'm too young for my age."

Xun Yixiang remained silent.

Baili Buhuo said calmly: "I'll give it to you, why? If you want to grab it yourself, if you beat me, I will naturally withdraw. You don't have to hold back for fear of beating me to death. I wish I had such a strong person."

As my opponent, no one has been able to fully activate my Aragami body since I grew up."

Ming Wushuang put away his smile and said coldly: "If you don't drink a toast, you will be fined, so don't blame me for being too harsh!"

The battle in the outside world continues, and many candidates have withdrawn.

Only the Daozi of the large clans are still fighting.

There are many large families in the Eastern Wasteland, and naturally there are many talented young people.

However, only about half of the monks can get here, and even fewer can get close to the core area in such a short period of time.

If you are unlucky, you will have to fight endlessly when you meet a strong person.

Ming Wushuang looked back.

If there are more people waiting, it will be even harder to argue. Those who can get close in such a short time are not only strong but also lucky, but this does not mean that the monks who have not arrived from the outside world are weak, such as Taozi of Wanfa Sect.

, the Tao and Ming of the Great Religion, the Taoist body of the Holy Land, the genius of the ancient race...

"Having said all that, you should make way for me."

A monk in gray robes said calmly.

Everyone was stunned.

Apart from being surprised, they had different expressions.

"What a loud tone!"

"Who is your Excellency?"

"How brave!"

"..."

The gray-robed monk looked like a crane standing straight.

Thin, cold.

A pair of dark eyes were full of calmness and indifference. When they scanned the crowd, they could only ignore them, as if they did not pay attention to the most powerful geniuses in the second step.

"The true magic way, Ouyang Qiu Xian."

"Quanzhen Demonic Way, Ouyang Qiuxian, I've never heard of it!"

"Have today's juniors forgotten my reputation?"

"However, I am not here today to make a name for myself."

Ouyang Qiuxian took one step forward, and an invisible vibration fell majestically.

Everyone immediately seemed to be under a spell and there was no more sound or movement.

The eyes of the undead ghost suddenly widened.

Tushanjun felt a danger.

It's not a danger, it's a feeling.

It was as if he, as a mortal, met the demon cultivator who rushed to the village out of nowhere. At that time, he was injured, and the demon cultivator was also injured.

Even if he wasn't injured, he was just an ant in the eyes of the demon cultivator.
Chapter completed!