The man sitting on the table just raised his eyebrows and laughed softly: "You two go over and tell her what needs to be done." ”

"Yes!" The guards on both sides walked out at the same time, reached out and clasped Ling Ruoxi's arm, regardless of Ling Ruoxi's resistance, and directly ripped off Ling Ruoxi's sleeve.

It's just that, compared to the totems of the other nine, the patterns on her arms are much weaker. It wasn't a tiger, it wasn't a dragon, but it was a long purple vine, but it was slightly rounded at the top, and it looked like a rose about to bloom. Such a feminine totem appeared, and the other nine people all showed a sneer of disdain.

Can this thing be compared to the tattoos on their bodies? You must know that this tattoo is a representative of strength. This tenth is really pitifully weak.

"Listen, Tenth, this is the place of the gods, the land of the Southern Rebellion, where life and death are fateful. From the moment you entered the gods, you have signed a contract of life and death, and you cannot resist. Those who enter must have ten people in the team, enter the mountain range in front, kill the divine beast, and retrieve the divine beast Neidan before they can complete the task. Do you know now? The man opposite smiled lightly, looking so lazy, but with a strong spirit.

Kill the Divine Beasts!

His pupils constricted, Ling Ruoxi was taken aback, he would have thought it was something else, but it turned out to be a killing beast. It's just that only one person entered the palace, and ten of them entered, doesn't that mean......

"Each of you has a partner, the frog in front of you, and it will report back to me the latest news about you, and they won't leave until you die. I am here, waiting for good news from you. The corners of his mouth hooked upward, and the lazy man clapped his hands, and the people around him quickly turned into a black figure and disappeared without a trace.

Blue frog? Isn't this a frog? The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, Ling Ruoxi squatted down, staring at the stinky thing around him, the willow eyebrows were raised high, and he didn't know why he wanted a frog to guide the way.

However, the man who had mocked Ling Ruoxi just now sneered: "This is the blue frog, in the land of the Southern Rebellion, we can't perceive the direction, we can only rely on them to lead." Boy, look at you so thin, how did you get here through the test? Are you a Green-level Douqi Master? ”

"Of course I'm not a green-level Douqi Master anymore, I'm ......"

"No wonder, even the green-level Dou Qi Master doesn't dare to come here to die, do you know, we are all mid-to-late green-level Dou Qi masters, as well as blue-level Dou Qi masters, you don't even have the strength of the green level, how can you go to the gods!" Looking at Ling Ruoxi with contempt, the man stopped talking, and turned his back to Ling Ruoxi, as if the people behind him were not worthy of his education at all.

The fat man on the side wiped the hot sweat on his cheeks and muttered: "What do you care about so much, this kid will die in a day at most, and he will ...... when the time comes."

"One day? Wait, how long are we going to be here! She almost jumped up, she is now rushing into here by herself, Luo Mingyu and Nangong Mo have already gone to the palace, Ye Ningfeng followed her, she is here now, Ye Ningfeng has no way to find him, when Luo Mingyu ......

Thinking of the man's temper, Ling Ruoxi's hairs almost stood on end, and she couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

The man sneered: "Ignorance, you kid doesn't know anything, how did you get in?" Let me tell you, the time in the Southern Chaos Land is not the same as in the Imperial City, and a month here is only equivalent to one day in the Imperial City. The experience here is a hundred times better than the outside world. It's just that the danger is also a hundred times greater, and if you don't have the determination to die to enter here, you will only be gnawed by the demonic beasts here without even bones! ”

Exhaling a breath of air, Ling Ruoxi couldn't help but pat his chest, fortunately, a month is only equivalent to one day, otherwise people outside will look all over the imperial city at that time. However, before that qi was spit out, Ling Ruoxi was choked by his own breath, wait, a fighting spirit above the green level can kill a divine beast?

His face was bruised for a while, Ling Ruoxi thought of what was wrong, why, didn't the people here have any consciousness and concept at all, divine beast, how could it be caught by ordinary humans?

"Whoever told you to kill the beasts is this god? The strength of the divine beast, even if it is Zizun, may not be able to surrender, you ......"

"Ha, to subdue a small divine beast, do you still need Zizun? Zizun is a man who turns his hands into clouds and covers his hands into rain, for them, pinching a small divine beast to death is exactly the same as pinching an ant to death! The big fat man seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke and burst out laughing.

The others just looked at Ling Ruoxi and laughed.

Is Duanyun Guo's strength too strong, or is her own strength too weak, even her Zizun can't rashly become a divine beast, but the kid here, where do they get the confidence to compete with the divine beast!

There must be deception in this. With a round of eyes, Ling Ruoxi stopped talking, looked at the blue frog in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Then let's go, little divine beast, maybe it will fight back in the end." ”

At the same time, in the splendid palace compound, a large number of troops returned, the generals returned to their positions, and the Qingluan brought out were also recovered.

The man in purple strode forward, but he was more calm and steady than before, as soon as his figure turned, he was about to walk towards the main hall, but he was fast, and the red figure behind him was faster, and he reached out to grab Nangong Mo's collar, "I don't like your grandfather Murong Hua very much, go directly to see Murong Ming's old guy." ”

"In such a hurry?" Nangong Mo's sword eyebrows were raised, but he didn't say anything, just walked ahead and led the way.

The more you walk forward, the more you find that the environment here is more tranquil. Didn't go out of the palace, just out of the golden palace gate, a small arch stands, through the arch, is a large butterfly flower, towards the inside, you can see the straight bamboo, the bamboo leaves flying, floating into the pond.

It was as if he had come to a small forest in the countryside, and the natural breath was blowing in his face, just like the immortals of the Kunlun Mountains, without any mortal atmosphere.

However, once you reach the realm of Zizun, you don't need to eat or drink, you can do it just by relying on your fighting spirit to regulate your body, and you can say that you don't eat fireworks.

"It's a pleasure, I haven't seen him for a long time, but he likes to live in these places." The corners of his mouth were raised upward, Luo Mingyu brushed up the fallen leaves in front of him, and walked forward indifferently.

Nangong Mo hurriedly stretched out his hand to block Luo Mingyu's way, his expression was slightly unnatural, but he still said in a low voice: "Luo Mingyu, do you remember what I told you at the time?" ”

"Huh? I remember. Luo Mingyu pulled Nangong Mo away and continued walking.

The person standing outside the bamboo forest refused to enter it, but just stood indifferently, a pair of fists had already been clenched, and he took a deep breath of cold air, "Luo Mingyu, no matter what you see when you go in, you have to stay calm, you can't say anything to Ruoxi!" ”

Stepping through the bamboo forest, the faint fragrance of flowers came to his nose, Luo Mingyu was even more refreshed, looking at the purple flowers planted on the ground, he just laughed in a low voice: "Luxury, Murong Ming, you old thing, even the most difficult wisteria has been obtained." What a ......."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Luo Mingyu's gaze fell on the big sword in front of him, but his face changed greatly. In the midst of the flowers, the standing broadsword reflected the cold light, leaving a trace of the harsh atmosphere, which shows how powerful and domineering its owner was.

It's just that......

Behind the big knife, there stood a tombstone, just a stone, nothing else. That one tombstone alone is enough.

"It's ......"

"As you can see, here, there are your master's things." The deep voice resounded in the sea of flowers, but it was so clear, as if something had suddenly burrowed into his mind, and the sharp pain almost made him unable to breathe.

Looking at the big knife in shock, Luo Mingyu tried his best to restrain his emotions, and the top of his feet seemed to be tied to a lead ball, slowly moving forward.

He also knew that when he was on the Evil King Island, his master used this sword to split the sky and the earth to teach him all the martial arts. He saw with his own eyes how the sharp knife cut through the hard stone wall and recorded all the moves. He still remembered how ferocious the big knife was, and it could take away lives in an instant.

He remembered all of this.

Just, why...... This big sword no longer has its original momentum, but it seems to be left behind by the defeated king, and it is only inserted here to accompany his master.

Could it be that the master is ......

Stretching out his hand and clasping Luo Mingyu's shoulder, the man in the cyan robe walked out, and with a slight pull, Luo Mingyu, who was originally walking forward, almost stumbled, suddenly looked back and looked at the person behind him.

The long black hair shawl, with a hosta inserted into the hair, and the dust whisk in his hand, looked a little solemn and dignified. His eyebrows are tightly locked, and there is a vertical red mark at the center of his eyebrows, which seems to symbolize something.

"Murong Ming, my master ...... him"

"Boy, be respectful, even if you are the apprentice of that old thing, you have to call me Uncle Murong according to your seniority! If you follow Mo'er's seniority, you should call me the emperor's grandfather! With an angry roar, Murong Ming was not as indifferent as he appeared, and when he stretched out his hand, he hit Luo Mingyu's head with a violent shudder, so angry that the beard at the corner of his mouth rose and fell.

The corners of his mouth twitched, Luo Mingyu turned his face, and covered his head with both hands, "Old thing, I've said it many times, don't hit my head, I ......"

"You're already so stupid, I can't do it with a few more hits!"