Seventy-four words,

One step across the red line, the scenery in front of the faceless eyes changed, and the original hall, like an illusion, flashed by.

What appeared in front of him was a stone room about ten meters in size, and there was a stone table at the end of the stone room, and a fist-sized ball of light was placed on the stone table, and the light required by the stone room was illuminated from this fist-sized ball of light.

Faceless turned his head to look behind him, and at his feet, behind the red line, was still the main hall. It's just that, judging from his current situation, the main hall is only half of it. No matter who crosses the red line, they will appear here, and standing in the main hall, the other half of the hall you see is a place that can never be reached.

After following the facelessness, Wang Lin also crossed the red line, his eyes looked around, and he was equally shocked by the scene in front of him. In his opinion, even if the Wang family can't make this scene with all the strength of the whole clan, this is already a so-called miracle.

Just when Faceless and Wang Lin were shocked, the other seven people also walked in one after another. The half of the main hall behind him gradually dissipated and disappeared after all nine people entered.

Outside the gods, several rays of light flashed continuously, and the twenty or so people who had withdrawn appeared in the light. Beside these people, each of them was holding a piece of magic gold that was one person high.

There were more than twenty pieces of magic gold, stacked together, and under the refraction of the sun, they reflected a dazzling light, making the eyes of many handsome people who had not entered the [Shenzang], as well as the strong people above the handsome level, reddened.

Many scattered cultivators without a family were ready to move, if these twenty or so people were not Fengzhou, the members of the family present would have rushed forward and killed people to seize the treasure.

"Quick" saw the adults of all the families, shouted, and each came to the side of the juniors in the clan, staring around with a fierce face.

Among the two dozen people, two of them were quarantined from afar, and one of them was the middle-aged man. The man is a casual cultivator and has no backstage, but for the magic gold around him, the man doesn't want to give up.

This huge magic gold can be used to buy medicines to increase his cultivation, so that he can break through the realm that has not been broken for a long time.

The breakthrough of the realm is as important as the life of a demon cultivator. Because the qualifications are too poor, many people can only cultivate to the realm of demon soldiers or demon generals. There are even some people who can only cultivate to the realm of demons. This piece of magic gold beside the man can be described as his hope, how can he give up?

The second person is Xiao Nian, although he has no concept of magic gold, he doesn't want to give his things to others.

For a while, the surrounding atmosphere became a little heavy, and many scattered cultivators stared at the two of them, and even more, formed a temporary gang in order to grab a piece of magic gold among the many strong people.

On the other hand, the demon cultivators of many families in Fengzhou were watching from the sidelines, and they had no intention of making a move. After all, even the first-class and second-class families on the side did not express their position, and how could these third-class families and some unpopular families dare to speak first.

A cold snort came out, and an old man in a red robe, with white hair and a wrinkled face, walked out of the crowd and looked at everyone with a displeased face. But everyone who looked at him subconsciously turned his head.

At this moment, a figure in the crowd walked out. "Tut-tut, old man on fire, his temper is still as hot as ever!" said an old man in a gray robe, slightly malicious, sarcastically.

When the red-robed old man heard this, he suddenly jumped like thunder, his wrinkled face was crimson with anger, and the white hair of his shawl was windless. The old man of fire pointed with one hand, and the old man in gray robe opened his mouth and scolded, "Damn, you Yuan Xiao will play this kind of tricks, conspiracies, if you have the ability, let's fight." As he spoke, he rolled up the sleeves of his hands and looked like he was starting.

"What? Fight and fight, who is afraid. As soon as the patriarch heard this, he became angry, and a demon emperor-level momentum rose to the sky. The struggle between the Yuan family and the Fire family lasted for thousands of years. The old man and the old man of fire have fought many times, but they have been losing more and winning less, and the resentment in their hearts has not yet accumulated!

Because of the family exercises, the old man Huo's temper is a little bit, but in fact, the old man is not much worse, and even worse.

"Cough" At the moment when these two Demon Emperor level were about to fight, a slight coughing sound came out.

A middle-aged man walked out, the man looked mediocre, but he was mighty, dressed in a yellow robe, like an emperor above the nine heavens. This person is the head of this generation of the Wang family, Wang Lin's father, Wang Long.

Wang Lung's eyes swept around, snorted coldly, and his right foot stepped out of the air with a volley, stepping directly on the void, and cracks started from the side of his feet and cracked outward, and the entire space trembled slightly because of this foot.

For a moment, the place was silent. The old man of fire and the old man didn't dare to make a sound, and they each returned to their own families.

Originally, with the fiery temper of the old man with fire, if he had persuaded him to fight when he was fighting, he would have gone up and killed him a long time ago. But Wang Lung is different, the family can't compare, the cultivation is not as high as him, and the most annoying thing is that he is not as young as him.

"Ouch! Who am I? It turned out to be Xiaolong! Qian Ye, I don't make a sound, you can do it!" A crack appeared next to Xiao Nian, and a voice came out of the crack. I saw a golden ball of flesh coming out of the crack.

The meat ball rolled on the ground a few times, and it actually grew two hands and feet, and a pair of round eyeballs turned around in one part of the meat ball.

This person is the patriarch of the Meng family's generation, Meng Hao's father, Meng Qian.

Meng Qian was dressed in jewels, and his whole body was full of magic weapons or magic weapons. I saw that he casually threw away a jade slip with a crack, it was this jade slip that made Meng Qian's sworn enemy's face worse and worse.

"TMD, a few steps to the Broken Water Mountain Range, I even used it to transfer the jade slip at one time!!" Although Wang Lung had already learned about Meng Qian's strange behavior, every time he watched it, he wanted to beat his heart, and it was a little more serious.

Seeing that Wang Lung was silent, Meng Qian was very satisfied, and showed a smug smile at Wang Lung, two rows of golden dentures, under the sunlight, were so dazzling.

Magic weapons! magic weapons! all magic weapons! two rows of golden magic weapons (teeth).

After the display, he actually took out a toothpick from his arms and picked it up on the magic weapon (teeth), which can be described as obscene and can no longer be obscene.

A shocking momentum rose from Wang Lung's body. Wang Lung gritted his teeth and stared at Meng Qian deadly, eager to break him into pieces.

Meng Qian saw that Wang Lung was angry, and when he knew that he was playing big, he stretched out his hand to cover his mouth full of magic weapons. The fat body showed an astonishing speed at this time, and the figure flashed, and instantly appeared elsewhere.

Meng Qian's cultivation is almost the same as Wang Long's, if he really wants to fight, it's hard to say who wins and who loses. But Meng Qian has a weakness, that is, he is afraid of pain, his fat fat has not increased, and his ability to resist beatings