Primordial Devouring Technique

Chapter 282 The Strong Group (For Subscription)

It is tens of thousands of miles away from the Blue Desert, within a mountain range.

Suddenly, a group of dazzling lightning flashed out and spread rapidly. In a few breaths, it grew to a distance of more than ten feet, and then it exploded with crackling sounds, turning into a huge lightning circle.

As soon as the Thunder Light Array appeared, it suddenly burst into the sky with white light, tearing apart the space at a height of several tens of feet, revealing the emptiness that was as black as ink inside.

Then I saw more than a hundred figures in disorder, passing through the nothingness, slowly drifting down the white light, and falling towards the Thunder Light Formation below the ground.

Those people basically closed their eyes tightly and showed pain on their faces, but there was a man in white standing with his hands behind his back and floating down, his eyes looked indifferently around the world.

This man was wearing a white robe, tall and straight, gentle and elegant, with a golden sword logo painted on the back of the robe, and his aura towered above the sky.

When everyone fell to the ground, the lightning circle disappeared, and after half a stick of incense, a woman woke up.

This woman has a graceful figure, wearing a brocade robe, showing her delicate body with bumps and convexities.

"Eldest brother, those Zhang family's children haven't woken up yet, did you kill them directly?"

But after the woman woke up, she glanced around and saw that except for the man in white robe, everyone else was still dazed. She was startled for a while, and then said a cold word.

The man in white robe shook his head and said with a smile: "The patriarch of the Zhang family is on good terms with an elder of our Heavenly Sword Sect. Let's spare their lives."

"But let them go, and in the future, there will be more people who will grab the inheritance!" The woman frowned, a little reluctantly, and said.

"Hehe, the inheritance is so easy to snatch. The inheritance of the power of heaven and earth is sometimes yours even if you don't have to snatch it. You may not get it if you snatch it..."

The white-robed man shook his head and smiled, then looked at one of the people lying on the ground and said, "Friends of the Zhang family, since you are awake, take your clansmen and leave quickly."

"Hehe, as expected of the first secret disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Zhang admires him!" A strong man in blue jumped up from the ground and said with a big laugh.

Seeing this, the charming woman's jade face sank.

……

Somewhere in the Beiqiong ruins.

boom!
The center of the calm Great Lake suddenly exploded, and there were bursts of 'squeaking' sound of water breaking.

Just then, a figure in green clothes flew out of the lake, causing a splash of water, and there was a huge cyan light ball floating up with him under his feet.

And within the ball of light, there are no less than 20 warriors lying in a haphazard manner, unconscious.

"Damn it, what the hell is the talisman, it was teleported directly to the bottom of the lake, and almost died directly..." The young man cursed and brought the ball of light, and landed on the shore of the lake beside him.

……

In a quiet and desolate stone forest, more than 30 warriors stood on both sides.

The one with the most people was wearing a black robe, each of them looked stern, and the word "King" was marked on their cuffs.

The two standing at the front were a young man with the appearance of a scholar, holding a folding fan, his face was pale, and he was dressed like a gentleman of a noble family, but there was a hint of sternness in his eyes.

The other one is wearing a black dress with a plump figure. According to some male warriors, she is a young woman with big breasts and big buttocks, with indifferent eyes and no expression.

Opposite these people stood a dozen or so people.Judging by the costumes, they should not be the same group. One of them, a man with flame-like hair, looks quite eye-catching.

"Is this the North Qiong? I don't see anything out of the ordinary." The woman in the black skirt said lightly, her eyes shifting.

Except for the man with the folding fan, the others looked at the woman in the black skirt with a hint of awe and fear in their eyes.

"Prince Wang Mo, I didn't expect that we would meet here. I have important matters with my clan, so I will bid farewell here first." The man with flaming hair cupped his fists respectfully to the scholar.

There was a hint of guard in his expression.

"Hehe, brother, why should you leave in such a hurry, the Beiqiong Secret Territory is full of dangers, why not go with us together." Hearing this, Wang Mo said with a gentle smile on his face.

"It's still not necessary. Friends from the Wang family have profound and unfathomable cultivations. It's just a burden for the few of us to follow, so let's just leave it alone." The flaming-haired man forced a smile and said with a twitch in the corner of his eyes.

"Okay then, Mr. Wang will wish you all the best of luck as soon as possible." Wang Mo nodded and said with a smile.

The man with the flaming head was overjoyed when he heard the words, he hurriedly bowed his fists again, and was about to turn around and run away.

But as soon as he turned his body around, he suddenly heard a 'poof', a pain in his heart, a palm pierced through his heart, and in the palm, he was holding a 'bang bang' and jumped red blood heart.

The man with the flaming head showed disbelief, turned his head with difficulty, looked behind him, and saw Wang Mo, who looked like a young scholar, with an arm piercing his body, with an evil smile on his face.

"You, you are so poisonous..." the man with the flame head said with difficulty.

"Hehe, are you an idiot?" Wang Mo said with a mocking smile.Immediately, a black flame surged from his arm, engulfing the man with the flame head in an instant.

"what……!"

The man enveloped in black flames suddenly uttered an extremely shrill scream, but in just two breaths, his body was burned to ashes.

The suddenness of this accident made the fellow warriors of the other flaming-headed men turn pale with fright when they saw this scene, and then they all moved in panic, turning into dozens of ray of light, towards the distance Run away frantically.

Wang Mo smiled coldly, grabbed the fleeing man with his right hand, and with a "boom", five warriors who had escaped a thousand meters away were immediately enveloped by a huge black fireball that flashed out.

The fireball fell to the ground like a black scorching sun.

In the blink of an eye, the pitch-black fireball shrunk rapidly, and finally turned into a black spot, which disappeared, and the five warriors who were shrouded in it before, who still existed, were obviously burnt to nothing by the flames.

Wang Mo grabbed it again, and dealt with the other fleeing people in accordance with the law. In a few breaths, more than a dozen warriors who were not weak were killed by his black flame without any effort.

"Your Majesty, what should we do next?" Wang Mo asked the woman in the black skirt for instructions respectfully after he dealt with the outsider.

The woman in the black skirt said lightly, "You protect me first, I want to use the law of reincarnation and explore the four directions!"

Hearing this, Wang Mo hastily said yes, and then he and other royal guards set up a battle flag ten feet around the woman in the black skirt.

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