Poverty

About two hours have passed.

The terrifying breathing sound in the hall disappeared.

The calm makes people feel a little scary.

There was only one figure standing there in the empty hall, whose face could not be seen clearly.

It is said to be a hall, but behind this magnificent hall is a huge cave!

The big one is a bit scary, and the seats inside are also huge, as if they were for giants.

When a normal person walks in, he will feel small, as if he has come to the kingdom of giant gods and demons.

At this time, a sound suddenly came from outside the hall.

A burly young man with dark golden eyes and knotted muscles came to the front of the hall.

He has deep brows and wide eyes, looks mighty, and his clothes are different from those of the people in the Central Plains.

He carried a giant bow on his back, shiny black, of unknown material.

But inexplicably, it gives people a chilling feeling.

In addition to this bow, there are two short spears on his back, the kind used for throwing, extremely sharp!

Before the prairie youth came to the main hall, he frowned slightly.

"It's such a strong demonic aura, isn't this the place where the Lord of the Lion Camel was buried?"

The prairie youth muttered to himself.

A voice suddenly sounded in his heart.

"The three rulers of the Lion and Camel Kingdom, the lion, the elephant, and the elephant, have all fallen, but the golden-winged roc is missing, and it is very likely that they are still alive."

"If this place is a lion demon, elephant demon, we can still fight for it. If it is a golden-winged roc, we must leave as soon as possible."

This voice is majestic and indifferent, giving the impression that it is extremely powerful, thick as a mountain.

The grassland youth nodded respectfully and said, "Thank you for your guidance, senior."

"Although the whereabouts of the golden-winged roc is unknown, his weapons have been left in the lion camel country. If you find the weapons, you can get the inheritance of the demon immortals. You must not let a trace of clues go."

The voice sounded again.

"As ordered."

The prairie youth said in a deep voice.

He is a rebellious young man, like an eagle in the sky.

It is also the brightest star on the entire grassland.

Murong Longcheng!

Last time in the Green Jade Altar, he was chased by Li Yanchu and nearly died.

Fortunately, a powerful will was awakened in his body, which allowed him to survive.

And then the strong will took him away.

Since then, Murong Longcheng has been cultivating in the grassland.

It wasn't until Zhao Guinong, the national teacher, divination that there might be a great opportunity for him in the secret mountains and seas.

It was only now that Murong Longcheng came all the way to this secret mountain and sea realm.

His current cultivation base is only one step away from the three realms.

His primordial spirit is extremely powerful and masculine.

The turning of Yin God to Yang is just around the corner!

This is inseparable from the strong will in his body.

He came to the grassland under the guidance of that will.

Killed a dragon in the dangerous dead pool.

After that, he used the body of the Jiaolong to train a powerful magic weapon.

To be precise, it was refined into a part of his body.

He wants to follow the path of a soldier, and he himself is the most powerful magic soldier!
Murong Longcheng was originally the pride of the prairie, and with the guidance of this strong will, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds!
Even Wanyan Bao, the killing god of the Golden Tent Royal Court, was evenly matched against Murong Longcheng!
You know, Wanyan Bao is the number one monk of the Golden Tent Royal Court.

Known as invincible under the Yang God!

When he traveled to Qian country, he suppressed the Tianjiao of the younger generation of Qian country.

It wasn't until a young Taoist made a move that he tied with Wanyan Bao.

Wanyan Bao returned to the Golden Tent King's Court to practice hard for many years, and he is already at the peak of the Yin God, half a step into the third realm.

It is possible to break through that layer of shackles at any time and become the Yang God!

This kind of veteran powerhouse, Murong Longcheng was definitely not an opponent before.

Even if everyone is in the same realm, they are all in the late stage of the second realm, he is definitely not Wanyan Bao's opponent.

But this time he survived a catastrophe, after the guidance of that powerful will,
Murong Longcheng and Wanyan Bao were in a fierce fight!
Instant fame!

Before he came to this great hall, he was full of confidence.

On the one hand, it stems from his powerful influence,

On the other hand, it comes from the powerful will in his body.

Murong Longcheng strode into the hall, because the previous formations were broken by Prince Qing's son.

He walked very smoothly along the way, and he didn't feel any special breath.

His expression was cold and expressionless, and he felt a powerful aura coming out from behind the hall.

Murong Dragon City flew over immediately!

With such a strong will in his body, he will not die no matter how dangerous the situation is!

Therefore, even Murong Longcheng, who had been a little calm before, couldn't do it right now.

When he came to the huge hall, he was first shocked by the huge furnishings in the hall.

Then his eyes fell on the strange figure.

It was a handsome young man, wearing brocade clothes, with a natural nobility.

Murong Longcheng's eyes fell on the white light in the opponent's hand.

The breath of that white light is palpitating!

But Murong Longcheng reacted immediately, this is probably the inheritance of that Yaoxian!
Apart from the fairy inheritance, what kind of breath would be so powerful?

It's just that the thing was shrouded in white light, and he couldn't see clearly what kind of weapon was under the white light.

Without any hesitation, Murong Longcheng flew past!

He flew towards the noble young man that day!
call out!
When he flew over, there was a sharp piercing sound!
A black line came out from his hand and flew straight towards the young man!

His bow and arrow are made by picking the spine of the dragon and refining it with the tendons of the dragon. It contains a powerful force that can destroy mountains and crack rocks!
Even Wanyan Bao, the number one warrior in the Golden Tent Royal Court,
When facing Murong Longcheng's divine arrow, he should also stay away!
boom!
This luxuriously dressed young man waved the white light in his hand, directly smashing Murong Longcheng's divine arrow!

Murong Longcheng's figure was fleeting, and he punched him!
There was a dragon hovering on his arm and flew out!

But the next second!
The white light in the hands of the luxuriously dressed young man suddenly grew larger, illuminating half of the cave!
Just this white light made Murong Longcheng retreat backwards!
The power in the body is suppressed, and its operation is obscure!

"How is this going?"

Murong Longcheng's heart sank.

Take the bow and lead the arrow!

This time it's all three arrows!

The sharp arrows flashed with black light, flying towards the luxuriously dressed young man staggeredly!
This unparalleled divine arrow is indeed a rare magical skill in the grassland.

Contains the powerful energy in Murong Longcheng's body.

next second!
The divine arrow came to the luxuriously dressed young man.

Fry directly!

Boom!

After a loud bang, the young man was unharmed!
"who are you??"

Murong Longcheng's face was gloomy, and he asked in a cold voice!

"Look at your appearance, it should be Murong Longcheng from the Golden Tent Royal Court,
I am a nobody,
Chen Ze, the eldest son of Prince Qing's Mansion!
But now there is no Prince Qing Mansion anymore..."

Prince Qing said slowly.