Just when Zhang Yang was depressed by the disdain of a few people, everyone's faces suddenly changed, and they all looked up at the sky.

"Don't talk nonsense, Yunlong is going to spit out the beads!" The red-haired sage didn't want to have anything to do with Zhang Yang anymore, and when he saw that the dragon ball was about to come out of the dragon's mouth, he suddenly shouted, and several people flew towards the sky without saying a word.

Zhang Yang didn't care about whether he was an immortal or not, his eyes kept rolling, and he looked at the dragon ball not far from a few people.

Everyone didn't dare to come forward to touch the dragon balls, so they could only passively wait for Yunlong to spit out the dragon balls, a hundred years ago, there were people who couldn't stand the temptation to approach Yunlong, but Yunlong suddenly swung his tail, and seven or eight people were shocked to death on the spot. This was also a direct factor in the huge loss of that time, and there was even a strong person who died at that time.

With the lesson of last time, no one dared to step forward directly to snatch it this time, and everyone stared intently at the turquoise dragon ball, and everyone was waiting for it. Just wait for the Dragon Ball to leave Yunlong, and a shocking battle will break out soon.

More than ten Saint Strong, this is probably the first time in thousands of years since the Great Silence of the Martial Arts that so many strong people have gathered together, even a hundred years ago, there were not so many Saint Stronghouses involved. At that time, many people didn't expect that Yunlong would spit out the dragon balls, and many of the holy powerhouses were still in retreat, and they didn't have time to participate in the snatching of the dragon balls.

And that Dragon Ball battle was very short-lived, and at the end the Dragon Ball was taken away by a black-clothed masked warrior, and no one knew who that person was. Such a holy powerhouse seems to have appeared out of thin air, which is difficult to imagine in the martial arts.

Even if Zhang Yang has not been in the martial arts for a long time, it is difficult for him to hide his identity, once a martial artist reaches the stage of entering the sainthood, he can almost remember the breath that he has seen once. Unless that person had never appeared in the martial arts, someone would definitely know his identity.

But that was all a hundred years ago, and Zhang Yang didn't bother to care who the masked warrior was, so he didn't believe that there was such a peerless powerhouse who suddenly appeared out of thin air this time. You must know that it is not so easy to become a saint. What's more, there are about a dozen or so holy powerhouses here now, and this Dragon Ball battle depends not only on strength but also on luck.

Just when everyone was staring at the Dragon Ball, Zhang Yang also quietly looked at everyone, there were six major saints here besides him. Yun Feng and Qinglong won't talk about it, it's just the strength of the early stage of Naqi, and this time it is the role of playing soy sauce nine times out of ten. And the red-haired ghost of the other four people is not worried, although it is the peak strength of the middle stage of Naqi, but Zhang Yang is sure to kill him within a few moves.

And the remaining three fat and thin Venerables may not be strong, they are all mid-stage strength, but these two people are on the same path at a glance. The two joined forces, and I am afraid that even Mrs. Yuan in the late stage of Naqi is not their opponent.

Zhang Yang touched his chin, and he was already thinking about how to get the Dragon Ball among so many strong people. If he didn't have such scruples about these people, but secretly there were several peerless powerhouses who were ready to take advantage of them, even if there was a small world to show up, he wouldn't be sure to win the Dragon Ball among those people.

The only good thing now is that no one else can see that Zhang Yang has stepped into the peak of Qi acceptance, let alone know that he still has a small world to rely on. That's his hole card. If you borrow the power of heaven and earth in the small world, Zhang Yang believes that he should not be weaker than the strong people in the realm of entering the Dao.

Now he already knew that there were at least two strong people in the secret. As for the Dark King, that guy was directly excluded by Zhang Yang. If the Dark Lord wants to capture the Dragon Balls. I'm afraid that everyone present together is no match for him. Decades ago, the Dark King was able to defeat the Martial Saint and the Sword Saint together, and Zhang Yang didn't believe that the current Dark King couldn't do it.

Martial Saint and Sword Saint Zhang Yang had long guessed that they were the strength of the Dao, just now Yun Feng said that when the Martial Saint entered the Dao, the Crazy Daoist had fought with him, and the Sword Saint who could be on the same level as the Martial Saint was definitely not weaker than him. In this way, the two of them joined forces and couldn't hurt the Dark King, let alone these powerhouses of the Qi Acceptance Realm.

Anyway, Zhang Yang made up his mind, if the Dark King appeared, he would admit it directly. Anyway, even if he doesn't have Dragon Ball, he doesn't necessarily have a chance to break the void.

Just when everyone was silently waiting for Yunlong to break out, not far from Zhang Yang and the others, an unknown scene occurred.

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"Why are you here too?"

With a black robe and a golden mask, the Dark Lord seems to be dressed like this forever. Although the Dark King has been famous in the martial arts for hundreds of years, it seems that no one has ever seen what he looks like.

There are also rumors in the martial arts that the Dark King was disfigured by a fire when he was a child, and he has never appeared in his true face since. This is very marketable at the bottom of the martial arts, but the strong people above the strength are completely scoffed at these gossip, and the strong people who have reached the stage of sainthood will still be disfigured?

Not to mention disfigurement, even if he was skinned and cramped, as long as the saint martial artist was still alive, he could slowly recover, Zhang Yang was slashed in the face by the strong man of the Song family, and when he regained his strength, the scar disappeared not long after. At that time, he was just a bright strength, not to mention the Dark King who had been in the Mighty Martial Arts for hundreds of years.

The man standing opposite the Dark King was also dressed in black clothes and robes, but he didn't wear a mask on his face, and his face was as pale as a ghost could be seen from the front. If ordinary people see it, they will definitely think that they have encountered a ghost, how can anyone be pale like this, unless he has albinism.

Although the man in black had a pale face, his appearance was unusually young, and his long snow-white hair and white face looked a little strangely evil.

Hearing the Dark King's question, the man in black coughed a few times, and his mechanical voice slowly sounded, and instead of answering the Dark King's question, he chuckled: "It seems that we haven't seen each other for more than twenty years, and you are still like this." ”

The Dark King frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Blood Dragon, I asked why you came!" ”

If someone who is familiar with the Dark King hears his slightly angry voice, he will definitely be shocked and inexplicable, the Dark King never seems to be angry, even when the two great sages besieged the Dark Royal Court, he was also calm and abnormal, and now he is actually angry because of a word from others.

The pale young man on the other side smiled, didn't care about the Dark King's anger, shook his head and sighed, "You're still the same, can't I just come out for a walk?" After speaking, the pale young man coughed again, and the corners of his mouth were oozing a trace of blood, which combined with his pale face looked particularly desolate.

Seeing this, the Dark King immediately frowned, glanced at him, and said with a somewhat ugly face: "Damn, you don't want to die!" After speaking, a blood-red pill appeared in his hand, and he threw it to the pale young man and said angrily: "Blood Dragon, you are simply crazy!" ”

The blood dragon gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took the blood red pill and swallowed it directly, not worrying about whether the Dark King would harm himself.

Hearing the Dark King's angry voice, he coughed lightly twice before laughing: "I'm not crazy, I can't wait any longer, I'm afraid I'll really go crazy if I wait any longer." Yuque, do you remember how many years we came out? ”

The Dark King's eyes were a little confused, as if he was silent in the distant past, and only after a long time did he sigh lightly, and his mechanical voice finally revealed a trace of sadness, "One hundred and fifty years, one hundred and fifty years!" How unfair is the way of heaven, is there no way for our race to live in this world? ”

"Hahaha! Yuque, you and I have reached this realm, do you still believe in God? The injustice of heaven and the unfairness of heaven and the change of life are that you are the most talented one among us, when we waited for fifteen people to join the WTO, but now there are a few left, I can't do it, the rise and fall of my clan all depends on you. The pale young man looked up to the sky and laughed, but there was an indescribable sadness in his laughter.

Thinking back then, when the fifteen of them went out of the customs and entered the WTO together, no one was convinced, and they were bent on revitalizing the clansmen by themselves. But in the end, he was the only one who died, and in the end, only he and Yuque were still struggling. But they can wait, the clansmen can't wait any longer, and now that they have been out of the customs for more than a hundred years, the clansmen may not be able to last long.

As soon as he thought of this blood dragon, his face turned pale, and he struggled for a moment before he said bitterly: "Yuque, isn't the Zhenguan envoy unwilling to help us?" ”

The Dark King was silent for a moment, and then said gloomily for a long time: "It is already a great risk for the Zhenguan Envoy to give us the opportunity to get out of the Customs, and now the Zhenguan Clan is no longer the strength it used to be. Zhenguan makes it difficult for one person to scream, even if he is willing to help us, it is not big, unless he can still make up enough for three powerhouses. ”

Speaking of this, the Dark King was bitter, and said in a low voice: "The three of you are broken, where can you find it?" I went to see both of them behind the martial arts society and Guoan, and I almost died there that time. They can't wait for our race to be completely wiped out, and they will come to their rescue. In addition to them, I have also visited dozens of Broken Small Worlds over the years, but I have never found any other whereabouts of Broken Void. ”

The blood dragon's face turned even paler, and his cough became louder, "No! Those people are definitely not dead, they must be hiding! The thousand-year catastrophe is coming, we can't wait any longer, the clansmen can last for ten years at most, no matter what, we must find three strong people who are willing to help. ”

After speaking, the pale young man's eyes lit up, and he looked at the giant dragon that kept rolling in the distance and said, "Let's take the dragon ball, find a saint powerhouse who is willing to help, let him take the dragon ball, and let them do a favor It shouldn't be a problem." ”

The Dark King smiled bitterly, looked at the crazy blood dragon and shook his head, "Even if they take the Dragon Balls, do you think they can reach Void Destruction within ten years?" Not to mention ten years, even a hundred years is not enough, the small world is not so easy to build, and the person who was a hundred years ago is still not trapped in the realm of contemplation. ”

If Zhang Yang and the others heard the conversation between the two of them, they would probably understand that the Dragon Ball battle a hundred years ago was originally taken away by the blood dragon. At that time, they were ready to use the Dragon Ball as a condition to help a saintly powerhouse break the void, but unfortunately that person was trapped in the establishment of a small world, and he has not been able to break the void so far. (To be continued......)