For a fifth-level cultivator, the distance of more than a thousand feet can be reached in just a few breaths, even if he does not speed up deliberately.
The destination is a medium-sized, square palace, all sea blue, with a surface that seems to be luminous, shining with a layer of treasure. It covers an area of 100 feet, and is only separated from the North Palace of the Dragon Palace by a courtyard.
At this moment, the beautifully embossed sea-blue main entrance of this palace, which has five ancient Chinese characters written on it as "Shuihua Guards Office", has been greatly damaged and completely opened, showing that it was violently destroyed.
The floor of the main hall inside the main entrance is pure white, as if it were paved with shells. It is clean and elegant yet reveals a bit of whimsy.
Dozens of people stood vaguely in the hall, clearly divided into two camps. Among them, there were more than 20 people from the human race, who were confronting another group of more than 10 creatures from the demon race and alien races.
There were many other bystanders, gathered around, each with their own purposes in mind.
Zhu Jiu floated into the hall like a wisp of light smoke. Only a few people turned around and looked at Zhu Jiu. They did not look strange at the black mist that covered his whereabouts.
There were many creatures of all races who came to the Dragon Palace to search for treasures and secrets, and there were also many who deliberately concealed their appearance and whereabouts. Therefore, these people glanced at Zhu Jiu in a hurry and quickly turned back.
Zhu Jiujing stood behind the crowd and listened for a moment, then realized that these people were arguing about the ownership of a token.
The token seemed to be the identity token of a former Dragon Palace insider. With this token, one could naturally avoid many forbidden attacks in the Dragon Palace, so the quarrel between these people was quite fierce.
At this moment, the token is held in the hands of a human youth. This token was first discovered by a demon clan and was later snatched away by a group of human youths.
The human race clearly had the upper hand in terms of strength. Even though it was a robbery, it was done without any hesitation and seemed to be somewhat confident.
Zhu Jiu himself is not a religious man, and he has no objection to this kind of behavior of seizing treasures and killing people. After listening to the crowd for a while, he did not covet the token, but he was interested in the young man holding the token and the few behind him.
Men and women have some impressions.
These people were the ones who were in the azure treasure ship behind them during the fierce battle between Zhu Jiu and Yin Zhenzi of Dayitian City. The rest of the humans who gathered behind them all thought that the young man led him was following his lead.
At this time, Zhu Jiu had already learned from the name marked on the Sea of Knowledge list that the young man leading the group was called Mo Daoku, and he was a candidate for the rank of genius.
The information about him on the Heavenly List shows that this young man has the same level of cultivation as Zhu Jiu after his breakthrough, and he is also a fifth-level first-grade young talent.
Mo Daoku held the robbed token in his hand and played with it casually. He lowered his head to examine the palm-sized conch-shaped token, as if he was studying the secrets inside, silently.
A girl in green clothes standing next to him was talking eloquently, not paying attention to the dozen or so foreigners around her, and said softly:
"...Treasures are always obtained by those who are able. According to what you said, whoever finds it belongs to him. Don't you think it's ridiculous? Then why are you coming to this Dragon Palace? This Dragon Palace is owned by the ancient Dragon Clan. This time he was born.
You were not the first to discover it. Did you come in just to do some sightseeing? Did you get the permission of the person who first discovered the Dragon Palace?"
The girl's voice was light and bright, but her words were sharp. The dozen or so foreigners across from her were stunned when she asked, and they didn't know how to respond.
Standing behind the girl, a young man in blue also sneered and threatened:
"If you talk to them any more, if you continue to talk to them, I will kill these aliens together!"
At this time, Zhu Jiu, who was standing aside, suddenly received a warning message from the Zhihai Tianbang:
"A strong man from the ancient relics is approaching at high speed!"
As the writings appeared on the Tianbang, a long roar suddenly sounded thousands of feet away. The sound came so fast. As soon as the whistle started, a clear and clear word sounded outside the palace door:
"It's so majestic. Are you going to kill people if you don't agree with me? That's right. This is also the creed I uphold." The voice was gloomy and cold, and just hearing it made people feel cold.
Following the words, three figures walked into the hall from outside the palace. At this time, the roar in the distance rumbled and came over. It turned out that these three people were whistling thousands of feet away. Then, the lightning came and it turned out to be
Many people came to the outside of the temple ahead of the sound. After saying a word, the howling in the distance came over.
This extraordinary speed, which is several times faster than the speed of sound propagation, is second to none. What is rare is that all three of them have such skills, and no one is weak.
The three figures who walked in from outside the hall made Zhu Jiu's eyes narrow into slits, and he became alarmed.
These three figures all appear to be in human form. The first one is only the height of an ordinary person, wearing a green robe. His face is pale with a hint of light green, and his eyes are evil and cold, emitting a faint cold light.
Whichever person he looked at, that person must have felt a chill in his heart, with a sense of fear that misfortune was shrouding him and that disaster was about to come.
Many human or alien creatures in the hall were swept by his gaze. Their hearts shivered slightly and they all felt that their souls were unstable, as if they were in danger of being pulled out of their bodies.
This person was one of the several golden names marked on the heavenly list when Zhu Jiu came out of seclusion. He was a young master of the ten evil races in ancient times - the soul-eating tribe. There were still several people from this race coming, but it was
They acted separately rather than together, showing strong self-confidence.
This guy's posture was contemptuous and domineering, and his energy was soaring to the sky. He was at the peak of the fifth-level first-level, close to the fluctuations of the middle-level. He showed no intention of restraining himself and walked into the palace. The people in the palace were attracted by his momentum and became silent.
The young man from the soul-eating tribe seemed to enjoy the awe of everyone in the palace. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a faint and sinister smile.
The two people beside him, one on the left and one on the right, were also extraordinary. Judging from their behavior, they seemed to be servants.
One of them was a human woman, dressed in white. She looked very beautiful, but her eyes were filled with pride. She glanced at the people in the hall, and a trace of disgust clearly flashed through her eyes.
The other one has a slightly thicker body, a wild face, a naked upper body, and is more than two meters tall. The whole body is violently violent, with a thick green mist billowing on the surface of the body, like small snakes.
The most astonishing thing is that the green mist actually billows out from inside the skin of its body, and from time to time the mist emerges from the mist of living souls struggling in pain, roaring and wailing, looking extremely miserable.
This guy's magical power should be the ability to restrain the soul of his opponent after killing him. Such an ability is rarely seen, so no one can ignore it.
The two servants are also at the peak level of the fourth level, which makes people secretly frightened, and further highlights the astonishing power of the alien race at the head.
At this time, the young soul-eating tribe leader first turned his gaze to Mo Daoku, who had a look of shock in his eyes, and then turned his gaze to the girl in the green skirt. He looked up and down, as if he could directly penetrate the girl's body-covering clothes.
He looked carefully, causing the girl's face to become slightly rosy. When he was about to scold him, the strange young man from the soul-eating tribe had already brightened his eyes and said to the girl in a frivolous tone:
"You're pretty, but I can take in an extra slave girl today. Hey, when you become my slave, we can have soul exchanges that you and other humans can never imagine. I guarantee you will have an unforgettable experience!"
Zhu Jiu stood a little behind and curled his lips slightly. This guy is a shameless and shameless person, and he also communicates with souls. The gangster acts so openly and openly, without shying away from anything, which can be considered a specialty.
The girl was very eloquent before, but she was an inexperienced girl after all. When she heard this, she looked ashamed and looked at Mo Daoku as if asking for help.
Mo Daoku's expression also changed drastically. He had sensed that the coming battle was inevitable. His face was as cold as water. Just as he was about to speak, the soul-eating youth's face suddenly darkened, and he pointed his finger at Mo Daoku and said:
"I'm here today to compete with young human masters of his level. Anyone who doesn't care should get out of here."
People who practice Buddhism often disagree with each other and often kill people. If they are scolded, they will not be convinced.
But the momentum that the young man showed when he came in was extremely intimidating, and there were several aliens in the crowd who obviously knew the identity of this young man and knew that the racial power behind him was huge and could not afford to offend him. Therefore, although they looked indignant, they finally held back.
He made a sound, and after being scolded by the soul-eating youth, he just walked out.
Of course, the twenty or so humans standing behind Mo Daoku ignored the words of the foreign youth and stood still. They had full confidence in Mo Daoku, a well-known young master from the human race.
Zhu Jiu changed his eyes and felt that there was no need to wade into the muddy water. Of course he would not listen to the foreign youth and get out of the palace. Instead, he backed away slightly and prepared to stand aside and watch the tiger fight.
There were also a few more powerful foreigners who had not left the palace and also took a few steps back. Everyone had their own plans in mind.
The soul-eating youth looked at the few foreigners and Zhu Jiu who had not left the palace, and a hint of coldness flashed through them.
At this time, the girl in the green dress next to Mo Daoku also turned her eyes to the remaining people in the hall. She somehow saw through Zhu Jiu's true face. She turned her eyes and suddenly said:
"Hey, that guy covered in black mist, hiding his head and tail, I saw it with my own eyes when you defeated Yin Zhenzi in the Great Ritian City a few days ago. Although you are far from my senior brother, you can still be considered a master. This foreigner
Said he wanted to challenge people
Race master, you have a share, right? Why are you hiding so silently? Is it because you are afraid of this alien race that you don’t even dare to recognize your identity as a human race? Or are you admitting that you are weak and can’t defeat others, so you want to be a coward?
Can’t make it?”
The girl's purpose was very clear, which was to drag Zhu Jiu into trouble. She saw that the soul-eating tribe was menacing, so she grabbed Zhu Jiu in order to share the trouble.