Supreme Shrine

The red-haired old man pondered.

One hundred thousand spirit crystals is an astronomical figure for a martial artist at the level of a great martial artist or even lower.

But for Wu Zong, it was much better.

Wu Zong, known as the Grand Master, definitely belonged to the first-class powerhouse in the Lie Sun Empire. He belonged to the top powerhouse. Compared with him, the Great Martial Master was far behind him, so his value was naturally extraordinary.

But one hundred thousand spirit crystals is not a small amount after all, even Wu Zong has to weigh it.

"Old monster red, what's the matter? Don't dare to gamble? If you don't dare to gamble, just say it, don't be stubborn!"

Qiu Wuzhi sneered.

"Who said I dare not gamble anymore? Just gamble, there are so many people testifying at the scene, I hope you don't play tricks."

The red-haired old man said.

"Hahaha, I'm afraid you're the one who's cheating, old monster red, your Yunluo fruit is mine now!"

Qiu Wuzhi laughed, very carefree.

He is 100% confident that he can win, because Yang Zaitian is among the ten sword sects.

He was very clear about Yang Zaitian's strength, if Yang Zaitian threatened to kill Tian Yun, as soon as Tian Yun touched Yang Zaitian, he would die.

Everyone waited quietly.

quite a while

"Someone came out!"

someone called.

Sure enough, the light gate flickered, and figures appeared one after another.

Soon, dozens of youths came out, all of them were disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect.

All the elders of the Shifang Sword Sect, including Qiu Wuzhi, looked calm. All of this was naturally within their expectations.

It's just that they didn't notice that the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect all had gloomy expressions.

They continue to focus on Guangmen.

After that, the light gate kept flickering, and people walked out of the light gate continuously.

Soon, two hundred people came out, all of them were disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect, and none of them were students of the General Star Hall.

The red-haired old man, Hua Chi, and other elders of the royal family looked more and more ugly and gloomy.

"How is it possible? Why hasn't anyone come out yet!"

Hua Chi clenched his fists tightly, his eyes showing worry.

"Hahaha, old monster red, I see that your general star palace is probably wiped out by the entire army. You are doomed. Hurry up and hand over Yunluoguo!"

Qiu Wuzhi laughed, extremely proud.

"you"

The red-haired old man's face was ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Qiu Wuzhi, don't be too complacent, the time has not come yet? No one can tell the result until the last moment!"

"Haha, old monster red, you really know how to deceive yourself, well, just wait and see."

Qiu Wuzhi sneered.

"Elder Qiu, we"

At this moment, a disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect wanted to speak, but Qiu Wuzhi interrupted him as soon as he said a few words.

Qiu Wuzhi waved his hand, and said domineeringly: "Okay, you guys did a good job this time, you worked hard, but the people haven't arrived yet, let's talk about counting the eggs of blood ants later!"

"I"

The young man wanted to say more, but Qiu Wuzhi's expression darkened, and he suppressed the words with a glare.

At this moment, the Light Gate shines again, and more than 20 youths appear.

These 20 people are all members of General Star Hall.

The red-haired old man and the others were overjoyed.

"Hmph, it's just that I was lucky and didn't know where to hide, so I survived by chance, but I don't know how many blood ant eggs I got, not even a single blood refining pill is enough to refine!"

Qiu Wuzhi sneered.

The red-haired old man and the others were silent, and they didn't have much hope in their hearts.

As time passed, a few more people came out sparsely, all of them were disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect.

In the end, Shifangjian sent out about 280 people.

This made Qiu Wuzhi and other members of the Shifang Sword Sect look ugly.

The time is almost up, and the light door is about to close.

Once the light door is closed, they can't open it. They can only open it after three years.

But at this time, there are still so many people from the Shifang Sword Sect who have not come out.

The key point is that out of the six top geniuses who realized the potential, two of them did not come out.

One of them was Yang Zaitian.

"I guess it's because of the blood ant's nest, it's delayed!"

Qiu Wuzhi comforted himself in his heart.

"Lu Ming!"

Hua Chi stared straight at Guangmen with his eyes wide open.

Lu Ming hadn't come out yet, he was really afraid of an accident.

Time passed slowly, and the time for the light gate to close was getting closer and closer.

However, no one came out.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

Qiu Wuzhi became a little anxious.

The others are fine, but Yang Zaitian hasn't come out yet, how is that possible?

hum!

At this time, the light gate flashed slightly, and two figures appeared.

Qiu Wuzhi, the red-haired old man and other elders from both sides stared at him.

The outlines of the two figures gradually became clear.

"Tianyun? How is it possible!"

Qiu Wuzhi roared violently, unbelievable.

"Tianyun, it's Tianyun!"

The red-haired old man's eyes widened, and then he laughed ecstatically.

The two people who came out from behind were naturally Lu Ming and Ming Cheng.

"Damn it, this Tianyun must have found a place to hide. He didn't meet Yang Zaitian and other disciples. Damn it!"

Qiu Wuzhi growled in his heart.

"Haha, Qiu Wuzhi, Tianyun is alive, you lose, hand over the Tianxing Mithril, don't play tricks!"

The red-haired old man said.

"I"

Qiuqiu Wuzhi's face was ugly, and he was really reluctant to part with it, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, he really couldn't play tricks.

"It's all the sky, why don't you die!"

He roared in his heart, blaming Lu Ming for all this.

But still helpless, he gritted his teeth and took out a piece of fist-sized, silvery metal with stars shining on it, and handed it to the red-haired old man.

This is Tianxing Mithril, and other Wuzong experts looked at the red-haired old man enviously.

"Haha, then I'm welcome!"

The red-haired old man laughed and put it away.

Then he looked at Lu Ming, and the more he looked, the more he felt that Lu Ming was pleasing to his eyes.

"Why hasn't Yang Zaitian come out yet?"

Qiu Wuzhi stared at Guangmen with a gloomy expression.

bump!

Suddenly, the light door vibrated violently, and then exploded with a touch, turning into little rain of light and dissipating.

"How did this happen? Where's Yang Zaitian? Why didn't he come out?"

Qiu Wuzhi roared.

"What happened? Why didn't Yang Zaitian come out? There are still so many disciples. What happened?"

The other elders of the Shifang Sword Sect also roared, extremely furious.

"Senior Brother Yang Zaitian, he is dead!"

Suddenly, a disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect shouted loudly.

The audience suddenly fell silent, Qiu Wuzhi stared at the disciple with an extremely ugly face, and shouted: "What did you say? Yang Zaitian is dead? How could he die? Who in the Blood Ant Secret Realm can kill him? Even in the face of the mother ant, He can retreat completely, how could he die?"

Qiu Wuzhi roared, and an extremely powerful aura erupted from his body, staring at this disciple.

"It's really dead, most of the brothers here have seen it."

cried the disciple.

"That's right, Elder, Yang Zai is really dead!"

The other disciples also nodded.

Qiu Wuzhi's face was ashen, with a frightening light in his eyes, staring at the original disciple, he shouted: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Elder Qiu, I wanted to say it just now, but you didn't let me say it."

The disciple said aggrievedly.

"you!"

Qiu Wuzhi was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

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