The breath of countless tyrants soared into the sky.

At this moment, near the Wilderness Mountain, within the Wilderness Ancient City, it is like a group of fragrant flowers.

One after another, the king's breath is fighting for the front!

"Hahaha, it's starting, the inheritance is my dragon item."

An arrogant whistle sounded.

A golden figure like a little emperor stepped out of the air.

The blond hair, the double horns on the head are like dragon horns facing the sky, the face is rough, and the water chestnuts are distinct.

"Humph!"

As the voice fell, a humming sounded.

Although the sound is small, it shakes the world.

A slender, handsome man wearing a shiny soft golden armor.

Like a god of war standing in the sky, crossing the void in the wild ancient city.

The moment when the two touch each other.

"boom!"

Like a mountain torrent, the huge breath collided.

And at the same moment.

A terrifying beam rushed into the battlefield of the two.

Those two people who were fighting for the front, either punched aggressively, or cut across with a simple long sword.

The fist wind is surging, and the sword glow is Zhan Zhan.

It collided with that beam of light, and ripples appeared.

The two-horned boy and the God of War man all looked to the side.

A man with a simple face has an illusory figure, constantly flashing and moving.

Although his face is simple, there is a vertical eye between his brows, like stars shining brightly in his forehead.

One has to live in this special place.

"Sky Eye Clan!"

Both were startled.

"so what."

The two-horned boy had a big smile on his face.

And in this very moment.

There was a great war all around.

Before entering the cemetery, the competition has already occurred.

One after another, the wild and savage aura of horned dragons burst forth.

A young man with bronze skin and a rough face, his body was born like a dragon while walking.

Qi and blood faintly vibrated the surrounding space, humming.

Right now in that trading place.

Ye Zi Cang's eyes flickered, scanning everything around him.

And the saintess of the Lotus Sect, Shui Feichen, who had long ignored Jingyue Palace, jumped up and flew towards the cemetery.

"Ling Shuang, you should go too."

The cold voice slowly rang into the ears of Ye Cang, a disciple of Jingyue Palace.

"Just now, Zicang, you did a very good job. You didn't lose my face in Jingyuegong, and you gave me Jingyuegong's face."

At the same moment, a compliment entered Ye Zicang's ear.

"hey-hey."

Ye Zi Cang grinned.

next moment.

The disciples of Jingyue Palace all headed towards the barren mountains.

At this moment, the melee starts!

In the face of everything, the older generation is all eyes twinkling and no one makes a move.

far away.

There are also scattered cultivators standing in the sky to watch all this.

Anyone who can come here is not a handsome and heroic party, and they will not give in to each other.

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