The gray mist dissipated, the divine light was dazzling, Wu Di endured the discomfort of his eyes, looked at the source of the light, and he saw a hand, a big arm that did not speak, a hand that obviously did not belong to the human race or even to the demon beast. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

What kind of arm is that?

Judging by the joints, it was only the first half of the whole arm, the lower arm, but it alone was bigger than a mountain.

There is no fur on the surface of the arm, but it is covered with gray-purple scale armor, flashing with a cold light, and a single scale alone is much sharper than an ordinary divine weapon.

Compared to the huge forearms, the palms of the hands are relatively long, especially the six sharp knife-like fingers.

It's just a small arm, but it's like it's alive. Wu Di clearly saw that the scales and armor on the surface of that hand were closed one by one, as if they were breathing, and they continued to spew out streams of gray mist, and this arm was the true source of the sixth level of the Xiaohuang Mountain Range.

'Bang la la'

A sound of chains trembling sounded, and Wu Di saw that the six fingers of the severed arm suddenly shook irregularly, as if they were struggling, and at this moment, a more magnificent divine aura fell from the sky above the strange bottom space, suppressing everything.

With the impact of the divine aura, the gray mist on the surface of the arm was washed away, and Wu Di finally noticed that the arm was bound by nine chains, flashing in nine different colors, red, purple gold, turquoise, and jet-black......

Nine colors complement each other, like nine true dragons, containing the truth of heaven and earth, combined with the topography of the surrounding mountains, firmly binding this magic hand in place, so far I don't know how many thousands of years have passed.

However, the sharp-eyed Wu Di still noticed a trace of abnormality, the purple-gold chain of the nine chains that bound the demon hand was obviously unstable compared to the other eight.

'Crackling' faintly purple-gold electric light spilled out, causing a loophole in the blockade, and every time a loophole appeared, the Demon Hand's struggle would be a little more intense.

Looking at the purple-gold chain with a relatively dull color, Wu Di inexplicably remembered the experience of being in the ancient ruins of the fourth level a few days ago, and always felt a little familiar.

"It's annoying. Wu Di shook his head, cleared away the superfluous thoughts, took a deep look at the severed hand that made him extremely unhappy, and finally gave up the urge to punch it.

Because Wu Di's current location is really embarrassing, this underground space is very strange, Wu Di is located in a rock wall protrusion, and a few steps further is the bottomless abyss.

Although Wu Di is not afraid of heights, he is still a little panicked, after all, if he jumps out this time, it will be embarrassing to fall directly down the abyss, and if it is a bottomless pit, there is no need to play.

Without hesitation, Wu Di was about to leave this ghost place first, and turned around to bombard the dark black rock wall with a punch.

'Ka Ka' even if it is a rock wall densely covered with formation patterns, it can't stop Wu Di's punch, just like that, Wu Di punches left and right, burrowing all the way to the ground like a gopher.

'Rustle'

An unusual sound made Wu Di stop what he was doing and listen carefully.

Suddenly, the hard rock wall to the left of Wu Di suddenly melted into a puddle of mud under the action of a secret force, and something that didn't know what was rushed by, and the huge mouthparts covered with barbs squirmed to 'devour' the unsuspecting Wu Di.

Wu Di was eaten.

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In the Valley of the Buried Demons, Wu Di's astonishing performance and the commotion caused by his sudden disappearance were just a small episode after all, except for Ding Xueqing, who was closer to Wu Di, the rest of the students re-devoted themselves to the cultivation of the Dao pattern after a short period of emotion.

Wu Di suddenly disappeared without warning, and he disappeared in the pit in the Burial Demon Valley, Ding Xueqing and Wei Zilian and his party naturally couldn't calm down anymore, and even Yin Qianxue became anxious and began to try to enter it.

The result was of course futile, even if Yin Qianxue tried her best, she still couldn't cause even the slightest fluctuation to the golden light shrouded in the valley.

In contrast, Yin Qianxue became more and more frightened by Wu Di's strength.

Suddenly, at this moment, Yin Qianxue, who had always maintained her peak, changed her complexion, and her spiritual sense sensed the approach of a team of more than twenty people.

Before Yin Qianxue could remind, at the entrance to the north of the Burial Demon Valley, more than twenty powerful auras rose into the sky and appeared in front of more than two hundred elites in the outer courtyard.

"Orc, why?" Yin Qianxue's eyes widened, and her face was full of incredulity.

"How could it be, why did these lowly half-beasts appear in the Xiaohuang Mountain Range?" a student dressed as a boy brother was shocked and speechless.

This is also the question in the hearts of all the students present, you must know that this is the inland of the Dongcang Kingdom, the trial ground of the Xiaohuang Mountain Range, it is impossible that there are half-orcs in the first place, then there is only one possibility, they are invaders.

But why?

The current situation no longer allows these Outer Court elites to think too much, and these orcs are naturally not here to chat with them.

All the students were ready for battle in an instant, and in a group of five, they formed a team nearby, and the team close to the north entrance slowly retreated in tacit understanding, opening up a little distance.

Going it alone?

How is it possible, although they are the first-level elites of the outer court, they will not fail to recognize the difference between the ranks of the enemy and us.

Although the number of members of this batch of arriving half-orc teams was only twenty-one, the weakest of them were all at the emperor level, two levels higher than their formation, and it was definitely not a good choice to fight hard.

Even Xia Zhilan and other masters at the top of the Qingyun List looked extremely dignified at this time. Someone smashed the academy's communication charm for the first time, but the result was heart-wrenching, and there was no response, what they didn't know was that the entire Xiaobarren Mountain Range was now in a state of blockade, blocked by an ominous gray fog.

The half-orc team in the north, led by a small dragon man, has both the blood of a dragon and a human, and the level at this moment is equivalent to the emperor-level peak of the human race, in addition, there are five emperor-level half-orcs in its team.

"Kill. The little dragon man didn't say too much, and his pupils, which had turned gray under the nourishment of the gray mist, flashed with a fierce light, and he ruthlessly gave the order to slaughter.

"Hehehaha, it's finally time to do it, let's kill the little ones as much as they want. The emperor-level lizardman spat out a half-meter-long letter and said.

"We are the first, so take advantage of this time to slaughter these so-called Terran geniuses, and the credit is all ours. The Batman, who was also an emperor, agitated, opened his arms, and a black membrane as thin as a cicada's wings stretched out.

As the battle broke out, twenty-one orcs split into two groups and fought on both sides of the valley.

Suddenly, blood splattered.

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