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These clan guards are all brushing and brushing up on a spirit! When the masters of the clan are almost pouring out, they only do a good job of taking care of the house, which is a great dereliction of duty.

Suddenly, in the palace of the Demon King Zhang clan, a large number of figures surged out!

As the guards stationed in the clan, if they fail to catch the culprit this time, they will inevitably be severely punished by the patriarch.

Thinking of the Patriarch's appearance when he erupted in Thunder Fury, everyone here trembled.

Suddenly, the nearby sea area was filled with the search team of the Sea Demon King Zhang Clan.

However, Chen Zijing and Xiaobao surprised everyone.

The two of them remained in the palace, hiding in the room of an ordinary guard, and when they saw that there was no one, they stepped out.

"Now that there are enemies outside, let's not worry, let's see what we can take. Chen Zijing scratched her nose as if she was visiting a vegetable market, and said.

Xiaobao nodded solemnly, how serious and serious he should be.

So these two troublemakers once again wreaked havoc in the palace of the Demon King Zhang clan......

Three days later, Weng Zun, who rushed back to the palace, and the sea clan guards in many clans were all dumbfounded.

This time, the thief was not caught, and the old capital of the clan was also lost.

There are only tables, chairs and benches in the city, and everything of value is in vain!

What distressed them the most was the bottom of the palace, where all the humans they had kept in captivity for thousands of years had been released......

Those humans had already been dispatched to serve most of them in the Hundred Years of Beast Tide, and now they were uprooted.

"Uh......" The sea beasts were so distressed that some even began to cry out in mourning.

This time, after the elites of the clan come back, they will be able to ask for food in a poor collective, and the patriarch will not peel them and cramp them, it will be fresh!

"Elder Weng, what can I do about this......" A high-ranking martial artist in the late stage next to him asked with a grim face. You can see that they are distraught.

Weng Zun's face turned pale, and he didn't reply immediately.

At this moment, one of his subordinates suddenly shouted in despair in front of everyone: "It's better to run......!

These words are like a thunderbolt from the sky, and everyone is shocked!

Treason is a capital crime! But now they have committed a capital crime, and they are dead on both sides and left, and the words of the men only remind everyone.

Weng Zun's face kept changing. Finally, he looked around at the others and said, "Would you like to leave here with me?"

Except for their direct relatives, the relationship between them is not deep, so there are very few bonds.

Seeing that no one objected, this guy simply didn't do anything and yelled: "Take everything you can use with you!"

After the words fell, he began to beckon the clansmen to prepare to disperse.

What Chen Zijing and Xiaobao didn't know was that their two days of looting had completely destroyed and split a sea tribe group......

And these two guys have quietly taken the rescued humans yesterday and followed each other's weak directions. Left the place.

After placing these humans in an extremely secluded submarine valley, they moved on to their next goal.

"Brother, where are we going here?" Xiaobao asked while holding the bottle of salvaged elixir in both hands, and eating it like jelly beans.

"What's next?huh...... The undersea Kun clan ......," Chen Zijing said lightly, and then looked at Xiaobao and smiled.

The ancient rhyme of the country arena.

In the past ten days, Chen Zijing has won 60 games in a row.

Not only is it close to the record of the shadow, but it is also strongly preparing to attack that higher level.

In the VIP room of the arena. Two warriors in Chinese costumes were sitting upright, and one of them was a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face. Tall, he was faced by a wizened old man with a goatee.

The middle-aged man squinted at the battle below, picked up the wine glass in his hand, and took a sip gently.

"Who the hell is that mask...... With such strength, which can only be possessed by the elite disciples of those major sects, how could they come to us?" he said with a slight frown.

"What, afraid of the blood pill flowing out?" the old man looked at him and raised his glass. sneered and said, "When did you Wanhong Sect lose so much?"

"Can't afford to lose, that's a blood pill!" The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched, looking at the other party.

"For so many years, that blood pill was just an ornament, because there were not many people in history who could win ninety-nine games in a row. ”

"Can't win ninety-nine games in a row, isn't it because you are making trouble?" The old man didn't seem to be afraid of the Wan Hong Sect where the middle-aged man belonged.

"Hmph. Yes, our Wanhong Sect is a Demon Dao sect, and we do things casually. He didn't care about the other party's ridicule at all, but looked at the other party and said, "How good is your Tianhai Sect?"

He pursed his lips and said, "I won't talk about those things, now that we have formed an alliance, the previous unhappiness will be over!"

The middle-aged man pointed to the battle below and said, "We will not easily allow the Blood Pill to fall into the hands of outsiders in large quantities. ”

He snapped his fingers lightly as he said this.

I saw a bewitching beauty walk in outside, with a graceful figure and a charm between her eyes, she looked at the man and said, "Master, what do you command?"

The middle-aged man beckoned, and the woman immediately came over with her ear.

"You go and arrange ......"

The two began to whisper, and after a moment the bewitching woman nodded slightly, kissed the man in the ear, and then turned to leave......

A few days later, Chen Zijing had won 88 games in a row.

This has broken a record for many years, and no one has achieved such a brilliant record in the arena in recent years.

However, Chen Zijing didn't pay attention to this, and now he felt that the enemy's strength was continuing to increase!

It stands to reason that the strength of each enemy should be uneven.

But since the eightieth battle, the warriors who came to fight against him began to become stronger and stronger one by one, and the most important thing was that all of them had cultivated the Pluto Prajna Gong!

"...... are you starting to come to Yin?" Chen Zijing sneered, he now finally understood one of the uses of the Hades King Prajna Gong, that is, to serve as an interceptor at such a time.

Moreover, Chen Zijing can feel that this exercise has a move that can stimulate the potential of the body, and it can greatly improve his strength when fighting, and the price must be not small.

But how could this stop him, the true demon? Chen Zijing still continued to win like a flat race.

Finally, after he reached the ninety-eighth victory, the entire arena and even the entire Yin Ghost City were shaken. (To be continued.) )