Shadow Hack

Zhizi covered her nose, a look of disgust appeared on her pretty face under the light veil. As the young master of the Devas clan, this was the first time he smelled such a pungent smell of blood, and he felt as if he was about to be fainted as soon as he breathed in. Not only that, but it was the first time that he had fallen to the level of an ordinary person. Without his cultivation, he couldn't even use the charms of the Devas.

damn it.

She looked up at the man on the third-floor platform, feeling a burst of anger in her heart.

In a trance, a gust of scarlet wind blew by, Zhizi smelled this smell, and her mind was a little unsteady. A black shadow appeared in front of her, stretching out its sharp claws and shining brightly. A knife light flashed on the left side, and the black shadow receded.

"Huh? What are you doing! If you continue like this, all of us will die in this Colosseum." Domingle's face was ashen, and he didn't even care that Zhizi in front of him was the person he admired .

"This scarlet wind is so disgusting, I really can't stand it." Zhizi was a little aggrieved by the scolding, her beautiful eyes were slightly red, but she knew she was wronged, so she could only whisper.

Domingle didn't speak, holding a weapon in six arms, vigilant for the ominous beast to pounce on him. Indeed, this scarlet wind is really too bad. Compared with the ordinary fishy wind, it is really insignificant. There is a strange smell mixed in it. None of the three people know the murderer in the Colosseum The body will exude this gust of gorilla, usually sitting on a high platform. But even if the gorilla wind smells bad, you still have to keep your spirits up.

Otherwise, before the elders of the clan arrive, they will be torn to pieces by this fierce beast. Nothing is more precious than life.

A dozen ferocious beasts looked at the three villains in the center, their tense bodies relaxed, and they rushed over. The three waved the weapons in their hands to resist the attack of the beast.

A group of children in the auditorium looked at the situation in the Colosseum and were slightly startled. The strength of the three young masters is basically at the top of their peers. According to common sense, there is no need to be so vigilant when dealing with more than a dozen fierce beasts. A group of people looked carefully, and there was a round black dot printed between the eyebrows of the three young masters.

Reminiscent of the current scene where the three young masters were besieged by more than a dozen fierce beasts, this group of children all thought of the divine mansion on the high platform that sealed the cultivation of the young masters.

How cruel is it to do such a thing.

The collateral disciples began to whisper vigilantly, asking the people nearby if they knew the divine mansion sitting on the high platform. Xiuchen was originally a collateral descendant, so basically no one knew about it. Asked along the way, all the children shook their heads, until a collateral child of the Moluo tribe nodded to show that they knew.

"Xiuchen is a collateral descendant of the Moluo tribe. He is usually withdrawn, and his strength is in the middle and upper reaches of the collateral tribe. At the beginning, the young master of my clan tried to recruit him three times but was rejected. Later, he spent money in the guild Invited nine men to go to Jixiang City to find the soul of the ancient god of Jixiang. This time, the young master died outside."

"But he came back. The patriarch specially asked the demigod Mingyu to go to the pass to intercept. The cultivator followed the eye of death to improve his cultivation level and ran to the city lord's mansion. Later, when the demigod Mingwang came back with the minister, He is already a man of the gods. More importantly, he was adopted by God the Father as an heir and became the ancestor of Shura."

After finishing speaking, the child who asked the question was stunned for a moment, looking at the Moluo man who told the story, he didn't know what to say. After a long time, the disciples took a deep breath, it was terrifying.

"Master Shendi is so terrifying. But it has already become a god's residence, why do you want to attack the three young masters? Look, the three young masters were sealed and sent out more than a dozen fierce beasts. The rhythm of letting them die." The disciple of the Devas asked again.

"You don't understand this. The young master of my clan died, and Xiuchen said it was done by the goddess of Jixiang City. But the important treasure of the clan brought out by the young master is in the hands of Xiuchen. What do you think? What's going on?" The Moluo disciple seemed to understand everything, and said affirmatively.

The disciples of the mother-in-law were not talking, but there was more than one point of fear in their eyes looking towards Gaotai, nine points of fear.

What a demon.

In the auditorium on the third floor, all the direct descendants watched the situation in the Colosseum. The three young masters faced more than a dozen fierce beasts, with more than enough heart but not enough strength. Within a few minutes, all of them were covered in colorful paint.

Seeing the blood, each of the descendants of the direct line clenched their hands underneath, hoping that the dozen or so fierce beasts could directly tear the three young masters into pieces before the elders of the clan arrived.

On weekdays, as direct descendants, they are all respectful to the young master, but there is no one in their hearts who does not want something to happen to the young master. To be honest, they are all direct descendants, just because the patriarch is the father of the young master, the position of the young master who should have been competing has become a lineage inheritance.

The patriarch's heir is the young master, who can directly use the power of faith to step into the realm of the god's mansion when he reaches the holy stage of martial arts.

If there is no accident, these descendants of the direct line can't have any thoughts about the position of the young master or even the position of the patriarch. But now such a good opportunity is in front of him, as long as the elders of the clan come and take a step back, the three young masters will undoubtedly die.

Once the young master dies, as long as they are direct descendants, anyone can fight for the young master's position openly, not to mention any karma, all of which will be taken care of by the god above, what a wonderful thing.

Brunhilde got up from his seat, glanced at Duoju who had one foot in the air, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. She got up and walked to Li Yunmu's side, looked at the three young masters on the Colosseum, and asked, "Are you really planning to kill these three young masters? Could it be that the four major clans are targeting you."

"Even if I didn't kill the three young masters, the four major clans would have been grasshoppers tied to the same rope. Of course, for the sake of benefit, I have to stand on the opposite side. But I don't really want to kill the three young masters. They came to see if Ashura, the quasi-lord god, would push the repair car to the front of the four major clans, and whether he would keep such an unscrupulous minister."

Li Yunmu embraced Brunhilde, and felt the breath of the four gods appearing from the released consciousness.

"Here they come."

Brunhilde raised his head and watched as four black dots appeared in the air and gradually enlarged. The next moment, four elders of the four tribes in black robes appeared in the air, looked at the third young master who was hanging on the colosseum, then turned to look at Li Yunmu, and said with a cold face: "You thief, you really deserve to die!" .”

As soon as the words fell, the pressure of the divine mansion erupted from the bodies of the three elders, and the aura was comparable, and they all belonged to the initial strength of the divine mansion. The first to fly towards Li Yunmu was a strong man with a hammer in his hand, his body changed and flew towards Li Yunmu, roaring in his mouth.