Everlasting Dragon Emperor

The red-haired old man mused.

One hundred thousand spirit crystals, for the warrior realm, and even lower warriors, it is astronomical.

But for Wu Zong, it is much better.

Wu Zong, known as the master, in the raging empire, it definitely belongs to the first-class strong, and belongs to the upper-level strong. The big warrior is very different from one, and the price is naturally unusual.

But 100,000 Lingjing is not a small number after all, even if it is Wu Zong, it must be weighed.

"Red boss, why? Don't you dare to gamble? If you don't dare to gamble, just say it straight, don't be hard!"

Qiu Wuzhi taunted.

"Who said I wouldn't dare to gamble? Gamble and gamble, so many people at the scene testified, I hope you don't play bad."

Said the red-haired old man.

"Hahaha, I'm afraid you're the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the best!

Qiu Wuzhi laughed heartily.

He is 100% confident that he can win because Yang Zaitian is among the ten swordsmen.

He was very clear about Yang Zaitian's strength. Yang Zaitian threatened to kill Tianyun, as long as Tianyun touched Yang Zaitian, he would die.

The crowd waited quietly.

quite a while…

"Someone came out!"

Someone called.

Sure enough, the light gate flashed, and one figure after another appeared.

Soon, dozens of young people came out, all of whom were disciples of the Ten Fang Jian School.

The elders of the Shifangjian faction, including Qiu Wuzhi, and a calm complexion, all of this naturally came as they expected.

It's just that they didn't notice that the disciples of the Ten Fangjian School were all somber.

They continue to focus on the light door.

Afterwards, the light door kept flashing, and someone kept coming out of the light door.

Soon, two hundred people came out, all of them were disciples of the Ten Fangjian School, and none of them were students of Jiangxing Temple.

Red-haired elders, Huachi, and other elders of the royal family looked increasingly ugly and gloomy.

"How is it possible? Why hasn't anyone come out yet!"

Hua Chi's fists clenched, his eyes showing concern.

"Hahaha, the old red monster, I think you will have the star palace, most of it is wiped out by the whole army. You are defeated. Hurry and hand over Yun Luoguo!"

Qiu Wuzhi laughed and was extremely proud.

"you…"

The red-haired old man looked ugly and gritted his teeth, saying: "Autumn is no cure, don't be too pretentious, the time hasn't come yet? Until the last minute, no one may know!"

"Haha, old red monster, you really deceive yourself, okay, then wait and see."

Qiu Wuzhi sneered.

"Elder Autumn, we..."

At this time, a disciple of the Shifangjian School wanted to speak. As soon as he said a few words, Qiu Wuzhi interrupted him.

Qiu Wuzhi waved his hand and said domineeringly: "Okay, you did a good job this time and worked hard, but the people haven't gotten together yet to count the eggs of blood ants and wait for a while!"

"I…"

The young man wanted to say it again, but Qiu Wuzhi's face sank, and when he glared, he suffocated his words back.

At this time, the light door shined again, and more than 20 young people appeared.

These more than twenty people are all people who will be in the Star Palace.

The red-haired old man and others were overjoyed.

"Well, it's just good luck. I don't know where to hide, so I lucked out my life, but I don't know how many eggs of blood ants I got. I don't have a blood refinement enough to refine it!"

Qiu Wuzhi sneered.

The red-haired elderly and others were silent, and they did not report much hope in their hearts.

Over time, sparse and sparse, there have been some people, all disciples of the Ten Fangjian School.

In the end, the Shifangjian sent out about two hundred and eighty people.

This made Qiu Wuzhi and other ten-party sword factions start to look hard.

The time is coming and the light door is closing.

Once the light door is closed, they can't open it. They can only open it after three years.

But at this time, there were so many people from the Ten Fang Sword School that did not come out.

The point is that of the six geniuses who have realized the potential, only two have not come out.

One of them was Yang Zaitian.

"It is estimated that the blood ant's nest was invaded, delayed!"

Qiu Wuzhi comforted himself.

"Lu Ming!"

Hua Chi stared at his eyes, staring straight at the light door.

Lu Ming has not come out yet, he is really afraid of an accident.

Time passed slowly, and the time before the light door closed was getting closer.

However, no one came out.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

Qiu Wuzhi was anxious.

Others are okay, but Yang Zaitian has not come out, how is it possible?

Buzz!

At this moment, the light door flashed slightly, and two figures appeared.

Qiu Wuzhi, red-haired elders and other elders stared at him.

The silhouettes of the two figures slowly became clear.

"Tianyun? How is it possible!"

Qiu Wuzhi roared loudly, it was incredible.

"Tianyun, it is Tianyun!"

The red-haired old man's eyes widened, then he was ecstatic and laughed.

The two people who came out behind were naturally Lu Ming and Ming Cheng.

"Damn, this Tianyun, must have found a place to hide, did not touch Yang Zaitian and other disciples, hateful!"

Qiu Wuzhi growled in his heart.

"Haha, Qiu Wuzhi, Tianyun is alive, you lose, hand over the Mithril of the Star, don't be fooled!"

Said the red-haired old man.

"I…"

Qiuqiu Wuzhi's face was ugly, and he was really reluctant, but under the eyes of all eyes, he was really not good.

"It's all the sky clouds, why don't you die!"

He roared in his heart and blamed it on Lu Ming.

But still helpless, clenched his teeth and took out a fist-size, shiny silver, metal with starlight shining on it, and handed it to the red-haired old man.

This is the Star Mithril, other Wuzong strong men, looking at the red-haired old man with some envy.

"Haha, then I'm welcome!"

The old redhead laughed away.

Then looking at Lu Ming, the more I looked, the more I felt Lu Ming's eyes.

"Why didn't Yang Zaitian come out yet?"

Qiu Wuzhi stared darkly at the light door.

bump!

Suddenly, the light door vibrated violently, and then burst into a burst with a touch of light.

"How could this be? Yang Zaitian? Why didn't he come out?"

Qiu Wuzhi shouted.

"What the hell happened? Why didn't Yang Zaitian come out, and so many disciples, what happened?"

The elders of the other ten-party sword factions also shouted and were furious.

"Brother Yang Zaitian, he is dead!"

Suddenly, a disciple of Shifangjian School shouted.

The audience suddenly calmed down, Qiu Wuzhi looked at this disciple with a very ugly face, and shouted: "What do you say? Yang Zaitian is dead? How could he die? Who can kill him in the blood ant secret realm? Even in the face of the female ant, He can all withdraw, how can he die?"

Qiu Wuzhi roared, and his body burst into an extremely powerful atmosphere, staring at the disciple.

"Really dead, most of the brothers and sisters here have seen it."

The disciple shouted.

"Yes, elder, Yang Zai is really dead!"

Other disciples nodded.

Qiu Wuzhi's face was blue, and his eyes showed a terrible light. He stared at the original disciple and shouted: "Why didn't you say it early?"

"Elder Qiu, I just wanted to say it, you didn't let me say it."

The disciple was wronged.

"you…!"

Qiu Wuqi almost spit out an old blood.

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