Their leader was actually knocked into the ground with a stick from the rugged men of the Thousand Treasure Palace......

All the black-robed men looked at the deep pit on the ground, the pit was bottomless, the humanoid hole was dark, and there was darkness below.

Some black-clothed people released their telekinesis to explore, and found that they only sensed the leader's aura after going deep into the ground for a thousand meters, and the aura was faint and gloomy, obviously not lightly injured.

Everyone looked at Zhang Qingrong in shock, their eyes full of shock.

A stick directly knocked the leader of their Saint Realm into the ground of thousands of meters, and he was seriously injured, who the hell is this person, how can he be so terrifying!

The other few people in black who had saint realm cultivation looked at Zhang Qingrong one by one, and their eyes were also full of fear.

In the eyes of mortals, saints are all high, king-like beings.

But among the saints, they know very well that even if they are both saints, the gap is very different.

The black-robed leader was already the strongest among them, and he was not inferior to the saints of the upper and lower realms on the continent, and there were very few lower realm saints who were stronger than their leaders.

Knocking their leader into serious injuries with a single stick, he has no power to resist at all, I'm afraid only a mid-level saint can do it.

The remaining four saints felt chills in their hearts one by one, the middle realm saints had the power of slaughtering saints, and they definitely couldn't afford to provoke them.

The other black-clothed people were even more silent, looking at Zhang Qingrong's eyes full of fear.

Rumble!

The ground shook, dust flew, and a figure flew out from the depths of the earth and appeared on the ground. The black-robed old man had a pale face, blood marks on the corners of his mouth, and he was extremely embarrassed, his body was covered with dirt, and his face was full of dirt.

"It turned out to be a saint senior in the middle realm, and he misunderstood, and it was a complete misunderstanding just now. ”

The black-robed old man flew out of the ground, his expression immediately changed, and he smiled enthusiastically, as if he had met an old friend who had not seen him for many years.

"Friends of the Thousand Treasures Palace, I just happened to be abrupt, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, in the future, when you people from the Thousand Treasures Palace come to the World Ladder, all of them will be free of charge, and I will record the Thousand Treasures Palace on the roster now. ”

As he spoke, the black-robed old man took out a pen and diligently put the three words of Qianbao Palace on the list.

Orange Light was stunned for a moment, and his pretty face was full of consternation, there is such a shameless and skinless saint in the world, he can change his face faster than turning a book.

"Stupid old man, you are not afraid of death. Do you think that if you provoke Qianbaogong, you can just apologize?"

Orange Light sneered, and she heard the scene of the hundred saints in Lu Xi County, and now she shuddered when she thought about it. I don't know where a force came out of nowhere, so I don't know whether to live or die, and I actually stopped in front of the world ladder and started a robbery.

Sure enough, the thought in Orange Light's mind just flashed, only to hear a loud bang, Zhang Qingrong swung out a stick again, ignoring the black-robed old man's overtures.

The black-robed old man had a smile on his face, but he never thought that the next moment the other person had disappeared to the ground, and when he reacted, the person had already appeared underground, a burst of dizziness, tearing pain came from his head, and a burst of qi and blood boiled in his body, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

Half of his head was directly smashed by the iron rod, and the blood flowed like an infusion, and his hair was scattered, as if it was as hideous and terrifying as a ghost.

"Your Excellency, you really want to be an enemy of this seat, this seat is the inner gate saint of the Dark Soul Mountain, do you want to be the enemy of the Dark Soul Mountain?"

A cold voice came from the ground, extremely gloomy, and the black-robed old man crawled out of the ground again, his hair was scattered, his face was full of blood, and half of his head was bursting.

If it weren't for the fact that he had the cultivation of a saint, if he were an ordinary person, such a terrifying injury would have died a long time ago.

The other black-clothed people also had cold eyes, looking at Xi Qianye and his party with arrogance in their eyes, although their strength was not as good as others, but their background was placed on the entire continent that few people dared to provoke.

Dark Soul Mountain!

Zhang Qingrong and Yu Yinghai frowned slightly when they heard this, Dark Soul Mountain is one of the three ancient religions in the dark world, with an incomparably long heritage, it has existed since ancient times, and the influence of the three ancient religions of darkness on the mainland may not be as good as that of the Covering Sea Holy Kingdom, but its strength may not be much worse than that of the Covering Sea Holy Kingdom.

As a great sect with such an ancient inheritance, there are indeed few people on the mainland who are willing to provoke it.

"Several, we are here to collect the entrance fee on behalf of the Dark Soul Mountain, if you dare to be an enemy of the Dark Soul Mountain, even if you step into the World Ladder, you will definitely not be able to escape the pursuit of the Dark Soul Mountain. ”

The black-robed old man said coldly.

With a hard enough background, they dare to occupy an area here to rob, otherwise if it is someone else, even the saints do not have such courage, after all, all the monks who can come to the world ladder are extraordinary.

"The Dark Soul Mountain is an Immortal Great Sect, how could he do such a dirty act. Gu Qingyan said lightly.

Hua Yiran and Zhang Qingrong also had suspicion in their eyes.

Sending people to rob under the World Ladder, I'm afraid Dark Soul Mountain can't do such a tasteless deed.

The black-robed old man's eyes shrank when he heard this, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but soon he became stiff again, and said coldly: "Hmph! This seat is Wu Jiangyan, the sage of the inner gate of the Dark Soul Mountain, and this is the token of the sect of the Dark Soul Mountain. “

Wu Jiangyan took out something from his sleeve, it was a purple-black talisman, and there were bursts of ancient and mysterious aura intertwined on it.

Hua Yiran glanced at the purple and black talisman, it was really a token of the Dark Soul Mountain, and it shouldn't be fake.

"Dark Soul Mountain, naturally you are exquisite, your Thousand Treasure Palace is not bad, and it is not within the scope of collecting tickets. Go over and let this seat be free from the past, and henceforth the water of the well will not interfere with the water of the river. ”

Wu Jiangyan had a cold face, but he was not hard in his words, trying to take Xi Qianye and a few people away.

In fact, how could Dark Soul Mountain send people to rob here. Wu Jiangyan and the others just spontaneously gathered a group of monks from the Dark Soul Mountain, and the criminal gang they organized by themselves was not instructed by the Dark Soul Mountain at all.

Otherwise, how could the Immortal Ancient Sect do such a funny thing.

Wu Jiangyan and the others knew that stepping into the World Ladder, and it would be difficult to get any great opportunities with their abilities, so they simply stayed under the World Ladder and occupied the throne, blocking the road and robbing groups of monks who came.

Not to mention that a group of people have made a lot of money in a few days, after all, not every force that has come to the Tianlan Ruins has a saint in charge, even if there is a saint in the sect, they will retreat in the face of a lineup like Wu Jiangyan.

As for kicking the iron plate, it's not nothing, but with such a big background as Dark Soul Mountain, it can survive every time unharmed.

After all, there are not many people who dare to provoke such an immortal ancient sect as Dark Soul Mountain.

Wu Jiangyan saw that Zhang Qingrong didn't say anything, and seemed to hesitate, and a touch of pride flashed in his eyes. He has Dark Soul Mountain as a big backer, who dares to touch him?

Zhang Qingrong looked at Xi Qianye with an inquiring meaning in his eyes.

"Kill them all. Xi Qianye said lightly.