Since there are too many masters coming here, almost all the old monsters from Dongsheng Shenzhou Dongxu stage and above Dongsheng Shenzhou are here. From this, you can imagine how tempting the ruins of Gu Aolai are.
But these old monsters all understand that the first group of people who enter the ruins have the greatest chance of getting the treasures. The longer the delay, the benefits will be lost to others and they will be rejected.
But even these old monsters with strong cultivation base do not dare to be too leisurely. The last five hundred years are an example. Cultivation base is not very important in some formations, but luck takes up most of the dominance.
What's more, when Gu Ao came to China five hundred years ago, there was such a powerful thunder dragon in the first large formation. His cultivation level was almost catching up with the masters of the Dacheng stage, and he was far from the group of people with shallow cultivation level.
The disciples can handle it.
It can be imagined from this that these old monsters are all speculating whether the formations will be more powerful in the next five hundred years. It would be bad if some old monsters in the tribulation period evolve.
The ground was occupied by monks from the Dongxu stage. Wang Yuan came earlier and he firmly occupied a space.
After a while, monks flew in one after another from a distance, landed in the air, and did not get close to others. Wang Yuan observed these old monsters one by one. These old monsters were rarely seen in person, but they gathered together today.
But they all focused on the ruins.
"This time when Gu Ao comes to the country, I won't have many opportunities. Once I figure out what the thunder is, I'll leave here. This is not a place to stay."
Wang Yuan thought about the outrageous things that happened that year. The divine thunder connecting heaven and earth transformed into a beautiful woman and gave him a "mother thunder", which was the mother body that produced the "Thunder Thorn Bead". Of course, this point
It was true, but Wang Yuan didn't believe it all and sealed the "Mother Thunder". From then on, he carried an exploding "Mother Thunder" between his eyebrows everywhere.
Gradually, there were more and more people, but the space on the ground became increasingly scarce, causing a series of disputes.
Wang Yuan was sitting cross-legged on the ground. To one side of him, twenty feet away, was a young man dressed in black. This young man's eyes were cold and revealed a bloody aura, but he was a physically powerful demon cultivator.
Seeing Wang Yuan glance at him, the young man glanced coldly, snorted and closed his eyes.
Sitting on the other side was an old man with gray hair who was a demon cultivator. The ends of his hair were actually small snakes, and he was spitting out snake letters, as if he was actually a snake.
Green poisonous mist emitted from the old man's body, forming a barrier. He looked disdainfully at the surroundings, including Wang Yuan and other nearby people.
At this time, an old woman fell from the air and then scanned her surroundings, but there was no good position. So she moved her body and came to the sky above the young man in black, trying to occupy the place by force.
"Fellow Taoist, please give way." The old woman's dry voice was harsh and she said with a sinister smile.
The young man in black opened his eyes suddenly, showing a trace of anger, and shouted "Go away" without hesitation.
The old woman smiled and was about to speak. The young man in black frowned and punched out in the air, arousing a thousand layers of lang. Each layer of the thousand layers of lang contained an increasing power, which seemed to be able to increase endlessly.
Go down.
The old woman suddenly exclaimed and retreated quickly, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow. She looked ugly, fearfully bowed to the young man in black, and then turned to the other side.
The old woman focused her eyes on the position between the gray old man and Wang Yuan. After thinking about it for a moment, she didn't want the unpleasant thing to happen just now, so she just occupied a spot in the middle of the twenty feet, and then looked at the gray old man and Wang Yuan with twinkling eyes.
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Not long after, a loud shout suddenly rang out. Wang Yuan's spiritual consciousness swept away and he saw that a group of monks in the Dongxu stage gathered in front of and behind a large group of people. Their identities were not simple.
This group of people belonged to immortal monks. What was worthy of Wang Yuan's attention was that among them he saw Xuan Yantian and Xing Hanjin's fellow senior brother Ouyang Qianhan, the unruly and arrogant disciple.
At this stage, the Immortal Dao and the three demons and demons had an agreement to put aside their grudges for the time being, so the Immortal Dao disciples dared to come to the land of the demon clan in a big way.
Ouyang Qianhan saw that his place on the ground was gone, and looked up into the sky. The monk in the sky did not buy into this junior disciple, even if he was a disciple of the Yuqing Sect.
"Haha, who am I? It turns out to be Brother Ouyang. Come to my place and make a place for you." A sinister voice sounded from the ground.
Everyone's eyes turned to the young man who spoke, and they instantly recognized him as Pu Ying, the first disciple of the younger generation of the Ghost Path Resentment Sect.
Ouyang Qianhan had dealt with Pu Ying. It can also be said that he followed Xuan Yantian and Xing Hanjin and dealt with various arrogant disciples.
Originally, Ouyang Qianhan was the senior brother of Xuan Yantian and Xing Hanjin, but his cultivation and scheming were not as advanced as the two, so he was ranked behind. However, this time, the Yuqing Sect originally intended to send Xing Hanjin, but Xing Hanjin
Although Xuan Yantian shied away from the matter, because of the last incident, Xuan Yantian aroused the dissatisfaction of the sect's punishment elders, who said that they would let her practice in the sect for a period of time before letting her out.
Therefore, it was Ouyang Qianhan's turn, but Ouyang Qianhan would not tell these truths. In the eyes of outsiders, he represented the Yuqing Sect, and his status was completely different.
"Oh, it turns out to be fellow Daoist Pu." Ouyang Qianhan said with a smile. He didn't care about the other three paths from the bottom of his heart. Moreover, with the decline of the immortal path and the rise of the three paths of devils and demons, there will definitely be a war in the future.
, Ouyang Qianhan chatted with Pu Ying, just going through the scene.
Ouyang Qianhan would not sit with people from the ghost way. The last sentence he said was already the maximum. Without his instructions, some of the second-class sect disciples under the Yuqing Sect gave up their positions.
Ouyang Qianhan, who was supported like a mortal emperor, sat down with a smile, with conspiracies flashing in his eyes from time to time, as he planned what to do when he entered Gu Aolai's country.
There were also disciples such as Ye Lan from the Red Pink Palace of the Demonic Path, Sikou Qi from the Immortal Destruction Palace of the Demonic Path, and so on. This group of arrogant disciples was about to lose the title of arrogant disciples of the younger generation, because of the outstanding achievements of the various factions and families of the next generation.
The disciples have gradually grown.
Usually monks sit together in groups, but Wang Yuan and the few monks around him are less likely to be alone, so they become the target of competition for the newly arrived Dongxu stage monks.
Another person flew over. This person's face was gloomy, and a corner of the cave sky behind his head was exposed. He faintly exuded a cultivation level in the early stage of Dongxu. After he flew in, he first looked at the entrance to the ruins that was covered by the formation. The time was not up yet.
, but it’s not far away. If you don’t grab a good spot and be among the first to enter, I’m afraid this trip will be in vain.
He immediately hovered in the sky, making up his mind, and suddenly his eyes fell on Wang Yuan. He smiled coldly and rushed towards this direction.
He dodged and landed in front of the grizzled old man. The old man was surrounded by green poisonous mist, but he didn't even open his eyes to look at it. He was very relieved about the poisonous mist.
"Go away, old man!" the man snorted coldly.
The old man raised his eyes and smiled contemptuously: "You are not overestimating your own abilities."
The green poisonous mist around him suddenly rolled up, and countless poisonous insects were flying inside. The overwhelming poisonous insects gradually gathered together and swung at the man under the old man's intention.
"Huh!? He's actually a cultivator of the 'Five Poison Gu'!" The man had a look of surprise on his face, and immediately backed away with his fists clasped. After the old man hummed, he took back the endless poisonous insects with a wave of his hand.
The next moment, this person had appeared in front of Wang Yuan. Facing the old woman, he thought it was not easy to provoke her, but Wang Yuan's calm appearance seemed easy to rub, so he chose Wang Yuan.
"Fellow Taoist, please get out of the way. This place is not yours to occupy."
Wang Yuan himself is a person of immortality, and this person is also a person of immortality, so his tone is somewhat polite, but his face is not so respectful.
The young man in black with a bloodthirsty look in his eyes looked here with a sneer, his eyes moving back and forth, trying to guess who could keep this position.
The old woman who came later also opened her eyes and showed a playful look. She did not choose to exclude others, but folded and sat in the middle, which was not an option.
The gray-haired old man laughed softly, raised his head, and looked over.
Wang Yuan's eyes were calm. Looking at this person, the fierce yang energy burst out instantly, like a fire demon. The hot masculine energy burned in Wang Yuan's body, and the temperature for several miles around increased instantly. This was despite Wang Yuan's deliberate suppression.
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The other people were awakened by the heat one after another, and their consciousness swept here.
Being noticed by so many people, this person was a bit embarrassed, but this seemingly weak young man had such a strong body, so he must have a great background.
He wanted to leave, but his eyes widened, because Wang Yuan had no intention of letting him go. With a wave of his right hand, a fire dragon was released. The fire dragon roared ferociously, and the flames rushed towards the man.
The reason why Wang Yuan did this was to kill the spirit of someone who had other intentions, and then use this person to perform surgery.
He quickly retreated, spitting out a rainbow from his mouth, colliding with the fire dragon, and bursting into brilliant sparks in the air.
Blood spurted out from the man's mouth, and he retreated far away before stopping. He looked at Wang Yuan cautiously, for fear that Wang Yuan would cast another spell.
After one blow, the blazing Yang Qi was withdrawn, and Wang Yuan transformed into an ordinary monk again, sitting there as if what he just did was not his fault.
The man stared at Wang Yuan fearfully, showed a wry smile, stopped making mistakes, and walked towards the periphery.
As for the gray old man, he tightened the green poisonous mist and looked at Wang Yuan with disgust. His righteousness restrained his poison the most. This kind of flame was very powerful, and he was also very afraid of it.
The young man in black pursed his lips, showing a hint of fighting spirit, and nodded towards Wang Yuan, seeming to confirm Wang Yuan's strength, and it would be okay to sit here.
The most embarrassing thing was the old woman. She didn't expect that a seemingly civilized person could have such a level of cultivation. She couldn't walk or sit down. She looked at Wang Yuan secretly and was relieved when she saw that Wang Yuan didn't look at her.
One breath.
As for the other monks, they withdrew their spiritual consciousness and remembered this monk who could use fire, and decided not to fight him head-on in the ruins.