"Another one died"

Outside the ruins, No. 2 Ruan Fei looked at the point of light, the corners of his eyes twitched, the three who entered yesterday did not have a very good start, the venue that appeared was not very good, and there were not many black areas that opened the ruins, and now I don't know what happened, but one fell.

Approaching the end of the ruins, many families have dispatched big shots, waiting quietly in the Hushan ruins, spanning the Hushan ruins in Hua'an and Dengfeng, what is the future, which has affected the minds of many people.

Yan Xuankong and the others are also up to them, with Yan Xingxia, the great grandmaster, in charge, anyone who wants to make a ghost needs to weigh it, and it is better to hide it than to let someone who is qualified to watch it in.

During the development of the Hushan Ruins, few of the surrounding families participated in the rebellion, and the red-eyed ones had long been uprooted.

There are some small trash fish left, which are not big things.

It is some big families who are taboo about the Yan family in their hearts, and they are also waiting for the development of the situation at this moment.

In addition to the great grandmaster of Yan Xingxia, the grandmaster of Yan Xuankong, according to the observation of some well-intentioned people, there are six or seven grandmasters distributed all over Hushan, and there are hundreds of master cultivators, constantly patrolling the area of the Hushan ruins, and surrounded by many sergeants with guns.

This revealed strength made many big families keep their mouths shut, no matter who was caught, the future will not be easy.

"Who died?"

Yan Xuankong glanced at Ruan Fei, his expression was serious, death is not friendly to anyone, almost everyone who enters has relatives waiting outside.

The first two to die were the heirs of a certain family, and the bad news made the other party's parents beat their chests and regret their mistakes.

This opportunity is very hot, everyone wants to become the next Yan Xingxia, even if it is a one hundredth, one in a thousand, and one in ten thousand chances, they will fight for it desperately.

"It's a little girl from a businessman, a businessman."

As soon as Ruan Fei's words fell, Shang Zhengan fell down with a dirty face.

"That's my daughter, my daughter."

The old man in his forties cried a lot, it was Shang Wenwu, there were tears flashing in his eyes, life and death had been downplayed for many years, and his heart hurt violently when he encountered the death of his descendants.

"How can it be so useless, I have more than forty ruins in my life, and they have all come back to life, and you have only twice, twice."

Although he could walk freely, Shang Wenwu was still sitting in the wheelchair that Shang Qianqiu gave him, and he stroked the wheelchair, and the scar face was already full of tears.

Unless he is willing to be ordinary, or just rely on the accumulation of family resources and become a waste material, in this life, a cultivator must fight with people, relics, and time.

"Mourning"

Yan Xuankong patted the shoulders of the two of them, for more than twenty or thirty years of guarding Tiger Mountain, he had seen too many heavenly pride fall.

"Life and death are just fate"

Shang Wenwu choked, he took out the mask and put it firmly on his face.

"Guy who has no future, stand up for me, if you can't cultivate, give me a few more."

Pumping a stick at Shang Zheng'an, who was lying on the ground, the businessman's helmsman finally began to control his emotions.

Among the ruins, once there is death and no bones remain, it is a tomb, and there is only a mound of clothes.

The figures of the two gradually drifted apart, and they left early in the aircraft.

"Two days to go"

Ruan Fei looked at the time, and then looked at Yan Xuankong.

The mood of the two is also nervous, and after several generations of hard work, they may see each other in two days.

"Nanao Sacred Mountain"

In the training camp, Yan Xingxia waved his sword moves scatteredly, and there were only a few forces that could cause the time of the ruins to be disordered, each of which was larger than the Yan family, and even he didn't dare to kill him directly with a knife like he did in Yingguo.

"Divine bones, hum, Lao Tzu will give you a hard time in the future, see who has hurt whom."

On the top of the tall building, the middle-aged man with a calm face did not read anymore, he held a telescope, looked at it, and took it back.

"This old man has been practicing knives for so long, it's interesting, do you want to kill people?"

The middle-aged man smiled, he was no longer seen in the tall building, this trip to the muddy waters, unless necessary, now he didn't want to be on the front line.

"I think we should stay away."

"How far?"

"Why don't you have to go back ten kilometers?"

The two old men with dark faces also seemed to sense some kind of ominous aura.

"But we're not afraid of Old Man Yan."

"What about that old man Situ, who knows where he is hiding, we smuggled in, don't be two people with a sword and a sword, and they will slaughter us together."

"Hmph, don't talk about that old yin, I get upset when I hear his name."

"Let's go, if the pit doesn't reach anyone's house, let's go play in another place."

In the hotel, the two old men booked a seven-day trip and checked out early, swaggered to call a car, and left.

"Great Grandmaster, those beings who are watching are now gone."

"Hmph, these rats."

Yan Xingxia continued to dance the knife, his killing intent was slowly condensing, if someone wanted to come in two days later to probe the bottom, his long-awaited knife would teach the other party how to behave.

Some people retreated, some people entered, and some people looked around, the Hushan ruins opened this time, very suddenly, the Yan family was not prepared, not to mention some domestic and foreign forces.

"Huh"

Ruan Fei looked at the bluestone grinding plate, marking Xu Zhi's point of light, and suddenly took action, on the grinding plate map, layers of black shadows continued to open, the route of the light point was very weird, ignoring any obstacles at all, and, in terms of speed, it was beyond the normal speed of human walking, Ruan Fei's eyes were full of different colors, Rao was that he had many ruins experience, and he didn't know what Xu Zhi was doing at this time.

"You say, could it be the bone dragon?"

Ruan Fei looked at Yan Xuankong, the ruins of Tiger Mountain were low-level ruins after all, and their strength was limited, only this bone dragon was an accident.

Judging from the videos of the students, the bone dragon has a strong strength, far better than these children who enter the ruins, if they encounter the bone dragon, Shang Qianqiu's accident can make sense, after all, she is also a veteran who has entered the ruins once, and the ordinary creatures in the ruins are difficult to pose a mortal threat to her, even if she can't beat it, at least she can escape.

According to Xu Zhi's whereabouts now, he was either caught by the bone dragon, or he was riding on the back of the bone dragon and was taming the dragon.

Ruan Fei and Yan Xuan were shocked, and for a while, they didn't know how to express it.

Everything, we have to wait for the ruins to end and Xu Zhi can survive, and then there will be a final and definite answer.

Otherwise, everything will be hidden in the ruins, and people will not know about the past.

"I hope he can come out, this kid, I'm very optimistic, that little girl from the business, it's a pity, I guess he will be more stimulated."

Yan Xuankong said in a low voice, looking at the cyan grinding disc in a daze, I only hope that this ruin, which was piled up with human lives and money, can give enough feedback.

"Die, die, just get used to it, and when the hard bones die, there will be a bunch of soft bones left."

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