After listening, Zhang Luo was stunned for a moment, and almost fell to the ground without a hand.

"Destiny Master Realm?" Zhang Luo looked incredulous: "How do you know?" ”

Han Blade smiled bitterly and said embarrassedly: "Actually, I am also in the realm of life masters. ”

I rub!

At this time, 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped past in Zhang Luo's heart.

"Aren't you in the realm of the Heavenly Machine Six Grades?" Zhang Luo asked.

"Master has always asked me to suppress my realm, saying that this is not to attract attention, after all, if you reach the realm of a life master at such a young age, you may cause a lot of trouble." Cold Blade said.

Zhang Luo was also stunned for a moment.

Yes, I am the weakest one so far, and I am still muttering to save people.

At this moment, there was a miserable cry in the darkness, and the clothes of the whole body were in tatters, and there was a faint tattoo on his body that was half exposed, but he couldn't see what it was.

"Drag ghouls as well."

Man Wuxian sheathed the knife and threw a skull at him.

Everyone was taken aback by this head, and the drag ghoul was killed by the eldest prince like this?

This eldest prince is inevitably too strong.

"Brother Man, what are your injuries?" Zhang Luo asked.

Man Wuxu waved his hand and said, "Skin trauma, it's okay!" ”

It's all the clothes rotted like this, and it's all right?

Zhang Luo suddenly felt that he could do whatever he wanted with strong talent?

"Don't babble." The old man in sackcloth walked out and said, "Since the drag ghoul has been killed, let's go back and join them." ”

Confluent?

Zhang Luo and Han Jian looked at the old man in Mai at the same time, and secretly said in their hearts, could there be other people?

Man Wuxu changed into a good dress again and said, "Go back." ”

Although Zhang Luo and Han Blade felt a little puzzled, they didn't ask anything.

After all, if you ask too much, people will hold grudges.

Along the way, Zhang Luo was asking Han Blade how he reached the realm of a life master, and Han Blade did not hide it, telling the secret of his innate demon body, but no one heard their conversation.

……

After walking for about half an hour, there was a fire in front of me.

It seems that this is the group that the old man Mai is talking about.

"They're back."

"It's big enough, but I didn't die."

When the group saw that they were coming back, a few of them couldn't help but say a few words.

Zhang Luo walked in and saw that they were all old acquaintances.

The people of the Xia family, and the group that was trapped on the altar, however, in addition to the two groups of them, there was also a group, led by a middle-aged man without a palm.

"Life is hard enough." Xia Boqing said to Zhang Luo.

"No, if I die, who will carry the coffin for you." Zhang Luo replied to him unceremoniously.

Now Zhang Luo is not afraid of him, only that Di Yan in their Xia family is in the realm of life masters, and the rest of the people are in the realm of heavenly machines.

On the other hand, on his side, even if he doesn't count the old man in Mai, there are two masters in the realm of the two life masters, Man Wusha and Cold Blade.

If there is a fight, it is not necessarily who loses and who wins.

"Young people don't talk so impulsively, otherwise they won't know how to die." Xia Boqing's tone aggravated a little, he and Zhang Luo were not at odds with each other.

"What, you want to do it?" Man Wuxuan suddenly said: "You have the ability to try, I don't mind killing another person." ”

"You're a ......"

Before Xia Boqing could say anything, he was glared at by Di Yan fiercely.

"Talk less, do more."

"Okay, let's not say a word." At this time, the middle-aged man without a palm walked over: "Everyone is here for the ancient palace, why is it so stiff?" ”

When Zhang Luo heard this, he felt that something was wrong, so he asked Man Wuxi: "Didn't this group of people come here to leave the ancient country for the lamp?" ”

Man Wuxuan shook his head and said, "Who would come all the way here to suffer for that empty city, and the people who come here now are all going to the Jiuli Ancient Palace." ”

"They all know about the existence of the Jiuli Ancient Palace?" Zhang Luo asked.

"That's right." Man Wuxian pointed to the front: "Two hours further ahead, you should be there." ”

"This ......"

Zhang Luo always felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he fell from the iron cable, and then was forced by the demon dragon to drag the territory of the ghouls, and then met Man Wuxi, all of this seemed to be arranged in advance.

Thinking of this, Zhang Luo glanced at Di Yan, and Di Yan smiled faintly at him.

Zhang Luo felt a little uneasy in his heart, and always felt that something was going to happen after he went in.

Everyone rested for more than ten minutes, and just as they were about to leave, Zhang Luo realized that there were only a few of the Xia family's subordinates and the gang left.

It seems that after they entered the gate of the ancient kingdom of Dengli, they must have encountered something.

Otherwise, so many people would not have died.

Now there is another question, which makes Zhang Luo very puzzled, that is, why this Jiuli Ancient Palace is under the lamp from the ancient country.

If it is to hide people's eyes, it should directly seal the entire lamp from the ancient country, and there must be some unknown secrets.

……

The speed of the march was not too fast, but it was not slow either, at that moderate pace.

Leading the way are Mai Old Man and Man Wusha.

Zhang Luo and Han Blade walked in the middle, and along the way, Zhang Luo and Han Blade didn't say anything, after all, they had to save their abundant physical strength for entering the Jiuli Ancient Palace later.

"Zhang Luo." At this time, someone suddenly grabbed Zhang Luo's shoulder and shouted at him.

Zhang Luo looked back and saw that it was the middle-aged man with a broken palm.

He was masked, Zhang Luo couldn't see his face clearly, and he didn't seem to have anything to do with him.

"Who are you?" Zhang Luo was stunned and asked, "Do you know me?" ”

The middle-aged man laughed and shook his head: "I see that your memory is not good, how long has it been, and you can't hear my voice?" ”

Zhang Luo was stunned, why do I remember your voice?

But thinking about it, Zhang Luo still replied quite kindly: "The juniors really can't hear it, and I ask the seniors to make it clear." ”

The man suddenly removed his mask, and soon, put it back on.

"How's it going, got acquainted?" The middle-aged man said.

Zhang Luo looked surprised and nodded, he didn't expect it to be him.

"What are you here for?" Zhang Luo asked.

"I'm here for the same purpose as theirs, but there are a lot of masters this time, and I'm not sure if I can grab it, otherwise, you can help me?" The middle-aged man asked.

However, he only asked tentatively, and did not hold the hope that Zhang Luo would agree.

Zhang Luo shook his head and said, "I also have a mission here, I'm afraid I can't help you, but it's okay to take care of each other." ”

The middle-aged man nodded slightly: "That's fine, if your purpose conflicts with me, I can help you." ”

Zhang Luo smiled reluctantly, and didn't speak, if Lao Tzu believes you, he will be in for hell.

(End of chapter)