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"What's that?" said the monk, with a puzzled look on his face.

The vision of the heavenly vault attracted the attention of many monks, but they fell into a deeper shock before they could move from this vision.

A shadow fell from the sky, and the monk looked up in confusion. He didn't have time to speak, but his body was already trembling.

"Boom—"

The hideous claws of the beast slapped down from the air, and the streets and monks below were all wiped out under the palm.

"The Bloodslaughter Array has finally begun, and it's time to follow the mission of our ancestors. A rickety old man sighed and disappeared into the street with an old woman.

With the riot of the four-headed dragon king, the original dead silence of this ancient city was broken.

This is a one-sided slaughter, and all resistance is too pale in the face of these four great murderers who can tear apart the Supreme.

There were constant wails, and the whole dead city was as terrible as hell. The Ancient Barbarian Realm cultivators in the Dead City may have lost as many as seven layers in this short half day.

"Roar!"

Looking at the destination ahead, Cang Xuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Although the spiritual intelligence of this dragon corpse is not very good, it occasionally uses the great magical power of the dragon clan, and it almost really intercepts Cangxuan.

The crimson star map shimmered in the sky, shrouding the dead city in crimson.

"The devil Cangxuan is here!" I don't know who shouted, and the few people on the street who were scattered on the street also fled without a trace.

Cang Xuan looked at this scene and was full of black lines, when did he become the devil?

"Snort-"

In the center of the dead city, a beam of light rose and turned into a light shield to guard the last pure land.

"How can this be, Lord Castle, let us in, the beast is right behind me!" said the monk with a crying voice, but the light mask bounced out.

In the center of the dead city, there is an ancient altar. Most of the surviving monks are concentrated here, including the most legendary ancient city lord in the ancient barbarian world.

They stand in the middle of this altar, and together they maintain the operation of the entire light mask.

"Lord Mo Yan, my brother is still outside, please let my brother in. A young monk knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing in prayer.

"Sun Cheng, are you blind, don't you see the fierce beast outside? As soon as the light mask is opened, you want everyone to compensate you for dying together!" someone loudly reprimanded the young monk who was kneeling on the ground.

Most people were indifferent to this young man named Sun Cheng. In this kind of life-and-death situation, most people only think about their own safety!

"No—"

Some monks shouted in despair and died tragically under the claws of the beast. Cang Xuan finally saw the appearance of the fourth fierce beast.

It was about the same size as the other three-headed drakemons, but had the same wings as the Aeolian Pterodactyl. Cang Xuan had seen this kind of fierce beast in ancient books, this is the legendary Ying Long!

"Little one, what you have to do now is to help the four-headed dragon king open this light mask. This altar must have enough blood sacrifices to be activated. If you want to go to the Land of Dragons, you have to do this!" A slightly hoarse voice sounded in Cang Xuan's ears and said to Cang Xuan.

Cang Xuan was shocked, of course he knew who was transmitting the message to him.

Cang Xuan frowned, looking at the altar in the center of the dead city and these monks. The aura of many monks made him feel palpitations.

Thinking about the opening of the Lost God Island this time, the city lords of the ancient barbarian realm are almost all here, which is also too unusual. "This Dragon Clan's Holy Mountain must have some big secret hidden by no one, so big that even the Supreme Can't sit still!"

Cang Xuan smelled a hint of conspiracy.

Cang Xuan didn't trust anyone, and he didn't want to wade into this troubled water. Regardless of whether the Dragon Dragon Ball said by the Yellow Fang Supreme is true or not, Yan Jingxue's life can't withstand the passage of time.

He had to go to this "land of dragons". Even if Cang Xuan knew that there was a game in front of him. The saddest thing is that he has to get into it even though he knows that others have set him up.

He had known for a long time that living in this unfair world was unfair. Just because of a long-cherished wish of the strong, how much blood will be paid? Human life is like a mustard, and how many people will die in confusion.

"I'm sorry?" Cang Xuan said with his lips trembling.

Under the gaze of everyone, he swept over and jumped onto the shoulders of the eight-armed dragon.

"Boom-"

The four dragon kings began to attack this light mask, and while everyone was trying their best to maintain this light mask, some monks saw Cang Xuan safe and sound on the shoulders of the eight-armed evil dragon.

"The demon Cang Xuan's betrayal of the ancient barbarian realm and the company of the dragon clan is a disgrace to the monks of my generation, and he will definitely be killed!" Dongfang Wujue was the first to speak, and immediately mobilized the nerves of the monks present.

"Kill the traitor Cangxuan...... Damn it!"

Facing the indignant monk, Cang Xuan's face did not change in the slightest, he had expected this scene a long time ago.

"Traitor? It's really ridiculous! He wasn't from the ancient barbarian realm in the first place, so why should he say that he was a traitor. I always like to put the blame on others, but I didn't think about how many monks died just now because of these selfish guys, so many monks died outside the mask!"

"Click!"

Under the combined attack of the four dragon kings, the light shield was broken.

Another bloody slaughter began......

"Traitor Cangxuan...... You don't want to die! I won't let you go......" There was a monk lying in a pool of blood cursing at Cang Xuan.

Sometimes Cang Xuan really pitied these ignorant monks, who didn't even know whose hands they died, but they would only bark like mad dogs all day long.

Just now, Cang Xuan clearly sensed that when the four-headed dragon king attacked, those so-called city lords didn't use much strength at all. Those supremes obviously want to use these fools as sacrifices to open the altar, but it's ridiculous that these monks don't know it!

Cang Xuan quietly looked at the central field below that looked like the Shura Field, as if he was enjoying an inconsequential performance.

Although I don't know who framed him, that guy must be hiding in it, otherwise he can't know everything about himself, and he can calculate every bit and let himself be willing to enter the game!

Cang Xuan's eyes were like knives, and he swept over these monks one by one. No matter who it is, he will definitely make that layout person pay the price he deserves!

"Snort-"

The altar's blood tank was filled with blood, and the entire blood-colored altar began to glow, projecting a blood-colored beam of light into the air.

"Whew!"

Some monks immediately rushed into this teleportation array, and disappeared in an instant.

"The land of dragons? Cang Xuan sneered. He leapt and disappeared into the teleportation array.