On the other side, the group of trialists who supported Ye Shao were desperately fighting with the group of trials that supported the three of them.

They are all people who have seen how powerful the ghost king's clone is at the scene.

That terrifying blow that made the Holy Dragon Tower jump straight to pieces!

The finger of silence that exudes endless death!

And the extremely strong strength that shakes the mountains with a wave of his hand!

If it weren't for Ye Shao's great power at that time and a tie with the ghost king's clone, how could they still have their lives until now?

And now, they can also sense the evil aura from the altar, so how could they agree to the three of them saying that they would break the altar?

They already knew in their hearts that there was no Hongmeng Holy Dragon inheritance under the altar at all, and some of them were definitely a terrifying existence that was enough to destroy the entire Holy Dragon Secret Realm!

The thought of this fills their hearts!

They don't want to die, they're just here to participate in the trial, not to die!

So these people want to let the ghost king out, they are their enemies, they are the people who want to kill them!

As soon as this thought came to them, it immediately turned the fear in their hearts into a powerful motivation, and they burst out with a power they had never felt before, and their mouths let out a heart-rending roar, slashing their opponents to the ground one by one.

In their opinion, it is possible to die fighting against this group of trialists, but the ghost king is absolutely mortal if he is released!

The only difference between the two is that the former still has a chance to live.

So they must kill all these people, kill them all, and kill them all, only in this way, no one wants to let the ghost king out, only in this way, they can live!

Unconsciously, these trialists who supported Ye Shao had red eyes and became extremely crazy.

Their opponents continued to die under their weapons, under their sharp claws, and crimson blood kept pouring out and seeping into the ground.

No one noticed that the blood was being pulled deep into the earth by a suction force and eventually vanished.

And in front of the stele of the altar.

Qing Muling's smart eyes under the veil were carefully examining the strange inscription on the stone tablet.

She couldn't understand what was written on it after reading it for a long time, so she had no choice but to turn around and look at Feng Jiu behind her, and her red lips said lightly: "Xiao Jiu, what does the text on this stone tablet mean, and how did Ba Qing know that the inheritance of the Hongmeng Holy Dragon is under the altar?" ”

When the words fell, Feng Jiu, who was standing behind her, did not respond to her, but instead set his eyes on the two groups of trialists who were fighting bloodily not far away.

"Xiao Jiu, what did you find?"

Qing Muling followed Feng Jiu's gaze and realized that the group of trialists who supported Ye Shao were really crazy, crazy as if they had lost their minds, and they only knew about killing.

A touch of solemnity appeared on Feng Jiu's good-looking face, and he said in a low voice: "This group of people is very afraid. ”

"Fear?"

Qing Muling raised her eyebrows and said in surprise.

"Yes, they're afraid of something, it's enough to kill them, so they'd rather go mad and fight our people to the death than see anything like that."

Feng Jiu's tone was as calm as ever, and he said lightly.

Hearing this, Qing Muling's willow eyebrows twisted slightly, glanced at the fierce battle in the clouds, and subconsciously said, "Could it be that what the dragon scales said is true?" Is there really a ghost king sealed under this altar? ”

As soon as these words came out, Feng Jiu also fell silent.

After a moment, he said in a deep voice, "I don't know, but dragon scales are more reliable than overlords. ”

When Qing Muling heard this, a light smile suddenly appeared on her delicate face.

"That's true."

She nodded slightly: "If it weren't for Ba Qing saying that he knew where the inheritance of the Hongmeng Holy Dragon was, I wouldn't have cooperated with him, compared to the ruthless Tyrannosaurus Clan, I would still prefer to get closer to the Golden Scale Dragon Clan, and I don't like the Tyrannosaurus Clan." ”

As soon as Qing Muling's voice fell, Feng Jiu also nodded in agreement, obviously holding the same idea as Qing Muling.

Fortunately, Ba Qing was fighting with the dragon scales at this time, and he didn't hear the "heartfelt words" of his two allies, otherwise his lungs would definitely explode at this time, what is a pig-like teammate? That's a pig-like teammate!

The battle continued, and as more and more monsters died, the blood flowed everywhere and seeped into the ground.

Soon, a faint layer of black qi was shrouded above the entire altar, but the spiritual power fluctuations on the scene were too violent for anyone to notice.

At this moment, the two fiercely fought dragons in the air seemed to be about to split the winner.

The golden dragon turned around to avoid the black dragon's sharp dragon claws, turned around and sprayed dragon breath on his chest, knocking him straight out of the air and slamming him to the ground.

Then, the golden light and the black light flickered at the same time, and the dragon scales and the tyrant turned into human form.

The two of them were panting like oxen, and it was obvious that their spiritual power consumption was very intense.

"Baqing, you've lost!"

The dragon scales barely allowed themselves to be suspended in the air, and he looked coldly at the overlord below, and said in a low voice.

Who knew that Ba Qing suddenly laughed, looked at the dragon scales with disdain, and sneered: "How could I lose? Dragon scales, have you been with that snake demon for too long, and your IQ has also dropped? ”

"Don't forget, I have two more allies on my side!"

After saying this eeriely, Ba Qing turned his head to look at Feng Jiu and Qing Mu Ling who were not far away, and said in a loud voice: "Mu Ling, Xiao Jiu, hurry up and capture the dragon scales, if you want to break the altar today, this son must not stay!" ”

Hearing this, Qing Muling and Feng Jiu couldn't help frowning.

The dragon scales injured the dragon scales, but did not hurt the killer, the purpose was just to prevent the dragon scales from smashing the altar, and this dragon scales wanted to kill the dragon scales when he opened his mouth, and the contrast was not strong.

Therefore, Qing Muling and Feng Jiu did not obey Baqing's orders, but said indifferently:

"Baqing, although we have formed an alliance with you, we are only looking for the inheritance of the Hongmeng Holy Dragon, we are not your thugs, let alone help you deal with your enemies, are you mistaken?"

As soon as these words came out, the dragon scales who originally looked vigilant couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, at this time he was already at the end of the crossbow, not to mention Feng Jiu and Qing Muling, even if a demon beast in the late stage of the transformation realm came to, he could easily kill him.

And after hearing Qing Muling's words, Ba Qing's face suddenly became distorted!

He looked at Qing Muling and Feng Jiu angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "The inheritance is under the altar, if you want to see the inheritance, you have to break the altar, and now the dragon scales want to stop us from acting, isn't it our common enemy?" ”

At this time, Ba Qing still wanted to give hatred to the dragon scales.

But Qing Muling and Feng Jiu are both leaders of their respective families, how can they be easily incited to emotions.

They just smiled coldly and asked, "Then you tell me where you got the news that the inheritance is under the altar?" ”