"Wang Yuan. Mu Ming whispered softly in his heart, Mu Mi had seen Wang Yuan Didi once before, and he was also a great character, but he was a lot weaker when he thought about it and Wang Yuan, and it was no wonder that his face was a little unhappy when he heard someone calling Wang Yuan's name that day.

"It turned out to be the young son of the palace of Broken Incense City, disrespectful. When someone heard this, his face was different, but he hugged his fist regardless of it.

Of the four mansions in Broken Incense City, Tianxiang Mansion is the most special, and the person in charge of the mansion is a female dependent, but no one underestimates it, and the city lord has also entered Tianxiang Mansion, and Tianxiang Mansion has faintly become the head of the four mansions.

However, Tianxiang Mansion is not dominant, nor does it fight, and the background of Tianxiang Mansion is mysterious, so no one dares to mess with it.

In addition, the Lin Mansion is sparsely populated, and the old man Lin is also in his thirties, but there is no bloodline in the family except for Miss Lin, and the time for the establishment of the Lin Mansion is also extremely short, about less than ten years, but the old man Lin is unfathomable, and the Lin Mansion has no ambitions, therefore, only the Wang Mansion and the Li Mansion are constantly fighting in the Broken Fragrance City, not only for the mining of the shops in the city and the surrounding ores, but also because of the Tianxiang Mansion courtship incident that year, the relationship between the Wang Mansion and the Li Mansion is more and more contradictory.

However, after many years, the struggle between the two governments has eased a lot, but the struggle between the juniors is continuous, as long as it has nothing to do with their lives, the elders are too lazy to care.

There is a Li Yun in the Li Mansion, and there is a Wang Yuan in the Wangfu, both of them are the leaders of the two mansions, and they collide from time to time, but the more so, the cultivation of the two is constantly changing qualitatively in the collision.

These are all Mu Ming came to the Broken Fragrance City after listening to Lin Fang mention, and after stopping before, he also paid attention to some of them, and at this time, seeing that people were saluting Wang Yuan one after another, Mu Ming Xinhong suddenly didn't know but didn't know what to feel.

Mu Ming didn't feel the spirit of the big family, but he could feel the helplessness of the small family of the Shen Kingdom in the Great Wilderness, the entire family only had a population of a few hundred, and perhaps many people could only deal with that mountain forest all their lives, and it was common for them to go hungry.

When many of those people saluted Wang Yuan, that Wang Yuan was not arrogant, and it also meant to return the salute, Mu Ming nodded secretly in his heart when he saw this, the children of the great family did have courage, not arrogant or slack, especially after feeling that Wang Yuan's looming cultivation, Mu Mi could not admire the high talent of this person.

"I don't know what Li Yunxiu is doing?" Mu Ming whispered.

The little monk looked at Wang Yuan, his eyes were blazing, and a thought erupted in his eyes, but his face was calm.

"That Li Yuanxiu is on par with this person, and he is also a great character, this person has a pupil technique, but that Li Tong can't see through it. The little monk said softly, Li Yun felt like a spring breeze that day, extremely soft, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Li Yun was not a simple character, otherwise he would not have repelled Wang Tong lightly.

"The two of you are the scholars of Linfu. When the two spoke, Wang Yuan didn't know when to walk towards the two, although his expression was indifferent, but it was rare to show a smile.

"I've seen Brother Dao. The two of them clasped their fists and saluted.

"I have heard some people in the clan say that the two are not ordinary people, they are very skilled, and Miss Lin is very blessed, so it is surprising that she can let the two of them be scholars. Wang Yuan seemed to think of something, and when he looked at the two of them, his eyes were a little puzzled.

"It's just a scholar, and it is too much to make Brother Wang worry. The little monk's eyes rolled, but he opened his mouth with a smile.

That Wang Yuan didn't say much, but he glanced at the two of them, and then sat cross-legged, ignoring it.

Seeing this, the two glanced at each other, and they both felt a little confused, and the others were the same, although Wang Yuan was polite to them, but he never took the initiative to talk, which couldn't help but make people wonder.

"He's a scholar, I don't know who Miss Nalin is, hmph. The girl in the goose yellow dress was not very polite to Wang Yuan like everyone else, but a pair of autumn trees looked at Mu Ming from time to time.

As if a stone had been thrown into the water, Wang Yuan's appearance was only a moment, and after breaking the silence of this place, the altar regained its silence.

"Boom. "A giant elephant exudes fragrance all over its body, and a long nose swallows clouds and mist, and its magical powers shine, and its long nose is like a stick, sweeping across the area.

"Whew. A golden light flashed, and the elephant's proboscis was cut off by the golden light.

As soon as the buzzing body came out of the golden light, a claw popped out and grabbed the golden light, a huge white ape appeared, the giant elephant hissed continuously, and blood gushed from the incision, but the aroma of the flesh and blood was even stronger, and one after another fierce beasts kept rushing up, constantly attacking.

After the white ape appeared, the claws flung out, and the golden light appeared again, but the light was even hotter, as if it were a furnace.

The golden light brought up a golden light, as if it was burning, but the distance of dozens of zhang was crossed in a flash.

There was a muffled sound, but it was the golden light that cut off the elephant's head.

Suddenly, blood gushed out like a fountain, rushing in all directions with a strong aroma.

Blood was scattered, every drop the size of a fist, if not larger.

A venerable beast bathed in blood, rushed to the body of the giant elephant, ignoring the blood, but the weaker beasts snatched the blood as if it were a treasure.

"Creation, every drop of blood is good for our cultivation, it's a pity. Someone watched the movement outside the altar with a look of shock and pity in their eyes.

Mu Ming continued to run his cultivation, hoping to improve his cultivation, but he was parting a part of his mind to feel the fighting outside, but the strange thing was that those fierce beasts retreated one after another when they were about ten zhang close to the altar, and they seemed very afraid.

Watching the fierce battle of a venerable beast, primitive and barbaric, every collision has flesh and blood flying, and every moment there is a fierce beast that dies and is then devoured.

The white bone domain has now turned into a red world, and those beast tides seem to be pen and ink, painting this white world in red colors, but this color is terrifying, evil qi breeds, yin wind gusts, and the bloody breath is permeated.

As time passed, a sound of breaking wind came from a distance, but I saw a person with flames burning all over his body rushing over, the person who came was wearing a fiery red robe, but at this time there was blood at the corner of his mouth, his breath was sluggish, and the flames on his body were swaying like candles, after stepping into the altar, the man couldn't help but spurt out blood, but with the blood spurting out, the man's face was no longer pale, but a little bloody, and he immediately sat cross-legged, attracting the power of heaven and earth to repair his injuries.

After about a stick of incense, there were figures sent to appear outside the altar one after another, and after seeing someone on the altar, they stepped into it, but several people had blood stains on their bodies, and their breath was disordered, obviously the journey was extremely difficult.

An hour later, twenty-three figures sat cross-legged on the altar, fighting from the outside world, and these people closed their eyes and crossed their knees, but they all paid attention to the fight of those fierce beasts.

Slowly, this altar seemed to be called a safe haven for everyone, why did the fierce beasts outside suddenly become more and more, and the fighting became more and more tragic.

"It's finally safe. A young man appeared twenty feet away from the altar, and exhaled after looking at the figure on the altar, and was extremely happy.

Along the way, he suffered extremely tragically, and he was chased and killed by those murderers along the way, and he didn't know how to chase and kill for hundreds of miles.

The man was about to come over, when suddenly a strange change protruded, and a blood-colored claw grabbed from the top of the young man's head to his head, the young man's face changed greatly, looking at the bloody claws, his heart was half cold, and there was nowhere to dodge.

As if sensing that the young man's situation was not good, the rune above the young man's head suddenly exploded, and Bo sent out a force of impact, colliding with the claw, and at the same time, a teleportation force enveloped the young man.

"Your uncle's. The boy's body vanished, but an unwilling voice echoed.

"Unfortunately, the farthest distance in the world is nothing more than that. One said gloomily, a little gloating.

Mu Ming sighed in his heart for a lifetime, could it be really time and fate?

Two hours passed, and thirty figures appeared on the altar, the altar was not large, and it could accommodate forty people at most, but at this time, the wooden maze was worried in his heart, and the seven killings and Lin Fang were not yet in sight.

"Don't worry. The little monk spoke, but his tone was a little insufficient, at this time the fighting outside was even more tragic, from time to time blood splashed into the altar, some people could only use cultivation to form a light curtain to block those blood, but they were secretly frightened, and those blood contained a strong evil aura.

After three hours, the altar was filled with people cross-legged and became a little crowded.

Mu Ming was suddenly a little irritable, Seven Kills and Lin Fang did not appear for a long time, and Mu Mi had no intention of sitting cross-legged.

The same is true on the river, and the cultivation has stopped.

"I'll do a divination. After that, he took out two black bones from his chest, and pinched a magic power into it, and the black bone immediately emitted a ghostly light, and the little monk bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, turning into a rune and pouring into it, and the light of the black bone was even more dazzling.

The bystander glanced at it, full of disdain, and said softly: "Divine stick." ”

The little monk kept pinching and calculating, it seemed a little weird Ten fingers swiped together, and the vague fluctuations spread out, Mu Ming felt a special charm, and couldn't help but look carefully, only felt as if the fingers had a specific trajectory to move, and there was a familiar breath coming out, it was Linfang's breath, seeing this, Mu Maze was happy in his heart, it seems that the little monk still has some ability.

After a while, the little monk stopped calculating.

"Don't worry, that little girl lives better than us. The little monk grinned.

"Is it reliable?" Kinaa was a little skeptical.

"No problem, my master once taught me the way of divination, and there is absolutely no problem, although my cultivation is not yet hot.

The little monk packed the ticket with confidence, and Mu Ming also felt that Lin Fang's seven killings should be fine, so he continued to meditate cross-legged.

However, at this time, several people appeared to break the silence of the place.

"Miss, it's all full, what should I do?" said a maid-like girl.

"Throw a few out. A veiled woman in black whispered, not loud, but it gave people an extremely ethereal feeling, as if scattered on her body in the middle of the autumn night.

With that, the eyes of the woman in black fell to Mu Ming.

Mu Na seemed to feel something, opened his eyes, and the empty breath in his eyes flowed, like flowing water, and looked at the woman quietly.