At this time, it had been several hours since the Black Jiao King left.

Guarding the surroundings, except for Xiang Yu, the power king who looked gloomy and had empty eyes, and seemed to have lost his "soul", leaned on a nearby rock, and there were no living creatures.

The figure was covered in mud, and after emerging from the ground, he quickly hid behind a tree beside him, listening carefully and observing the movements around him, as if he would flee immediately if there was the slightest mistake.

He waited for an hour, not moving, and stuck behind the old tree, and his patience was very admirable.

When he finally confirmed that there was indeed nothing wrong with him and that he was not hiding anyone, he slowly walked out from behind the tree and revealed.

The figure first walked towards Xiang Yu, the king of strength, standing in front of him, looking at Xiang Yu's expression as if he had fallen into chaos, everything in the outside world seemed to be unable to affect him, and he was unwilling to deal with it.

After making sure that Xiang Yu would not hinder him, the figure slowly walked towards the blackened general who was lying on the ground.

Although the figure is about 1.8 meters tall, it walks without the slightest sound, and when it crosses the stream, it is suspended on the surface of the water, and the surface of the feet has never fallen into the water for half a minute.

He walked up to the shogun and slowly crouched down, first staring at the scorched face of the shogun.

Then he reached out to the neck of the guard.

"Huh, it's still so hot after all this time?" the figure hurriedly withdrew his hand, put it to his mouth, and blew on his fingers, which had been burned red, and let out a puzzled sound.

This voice is very similar to the previous conversation with the Black Jiao King in the woods, but compared to that voice, it is a little more transparent, natural and calm.

The figure slowly stood up, looked down at the blackened guard on the ground, and frowned slightly, as if thinking about how to take the hot corpse away.

He reached out and scratched his eyebrows, as if the mud on his face made him feel a little uncomfortable.

He stretched out a hand and swiped it lightly in front of him.

A white light instantly flowed all over the body, and the sludge on the whole body was suddenly scattered all over the ground.

Miraculously, after the sludge fell off the whole body, the white robe on the figure was not stained in the slightest, and it was shaken off cleanly, which was more powerful than a dry cleaner.

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"It's you!" shouted from behind the figure.

The figure frowned, hurriedly turned around and looked back, and when he saw the person clearly, he said in a low tone: "You didn't leave!"

The person who came was the Black Jiao King who had been away for more than ten hours!

"Hmph, you shameless old man, you don't dare to face me directly, you actually used such a shameless trick to deceive me, the face and honor of the Murong family for thousands of years have been lost by you, you are also a famous person who became famous a thousand years ago, instead of bringing an example to the younger generation, you always do dirty and dirty things!"

The figure that came out of the dirt, and even the one who deceived the Black Jiao King before, was Murong Tian's old ancestor, Murong Wudao!

"Hehe, how did you see through it?" Murong Wudao didn't have any shame on his face, but asked the Black Jiao King with interest.

"You are cunning and cunning, but you are also very secretive, you should not urge me to leave! If it is really the God King who is sealed here, how can you worry that I will not be able to get out of the gate of the Heavenly Dao?" said the Black Jiao King.

"Hahaha, I see, it seems that the old man and I haven't practiced yet, the strength of my mind lies in my heart, I still need to cultivate, I still need to cultivate!" Murong Wudao laughed at himself.

His tone was lighthearted, even a little joking.

His attitude made the Black Jiao King wonder in his heart.

Although Murong Wudao has lived for thousands of years, he is only a cultivator of the Flying God Realm, and in the face of a righteous god realm power like the Black Jiao King, he should immediately look at the wind and flee in a panic, but now he talks and laughs freely, and his words are relaxed, as if he is not afraid of the Black Jiao King at all, which is very unusual.

When he was in the 52 no man's land before, Murong Wudao was still a good person, and he even did not hesitate to beat and scold Murong Tian on the spot, revealing the secrets of the Murong family, and being a person in front of the entire cultivation interface, and he didn't want to turn his face with the Black Jiao King, but at this time, he was so demeanor.

Could it be that there was something he didn't know?

Suddenly, the Black Jiao King remembered that golden rope, how could such a divine object be in Murong Wudao's hands.

The Black Jiao King decided to silence the bottom of this old thing first, so he said in a gloomy voice: "You don't seem to be afraid of me!"

Murong Wudao looked at the Black Jiao King, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "This is obvious. ”

Black Jiao King's heart sank, and a bad feeling came to his heart, and he continued: "You old dog, thousands of years ago, your desires and ambitions were very big, and the city government was even better than everyone, in the past few hundred years, it has been rumored that you have a pure heart and few desires, and you don't care about foreign affairs, even the lives of the Murong family's relatives are ignored, it seems that they are all illusions, deceiving the world! I'm afraid that your ambition at this time is even greater, the city government is also deeper, and your heart is colder and harder!"

Murong Wudao laughed out loud, then shook his head and said with a wry smile: "The poisonous girl once said to me that in order to pursue the way of heaven and pursue ascension, she has exhausted a woman's most precious years, youth, and has not even tasted love so far. Alas, among the people of a thousand years ago, who did not give everything and exhaust everything, just to pursue the sacred, great, and immortal way of heaven, and dreamed that one day he could soar to become a god and be immortal! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, what hole cards do you have, are you sure that you can defeat me? Don't forget, you are a cultivator of the Flying God Realm!" asked the Black Jiao King.

Murong Wudao glanced at the Black Jiao King contemptuously, and said lightly: "Although you are a dragon, you are also a demigod demon, I am a mere mortal body, naturally I don't cultivate as fast as you, but in the final analysis, the demigod demon is not a god after all, let alone a true dragon, at best, it is a rare demon beast." Speaking of this, Murong Wudao's tone was even more contemptuous, and he did not have the cowardice at all when he was in the 52nd no man's land.

He paused and continued: "Since you are a demon beast, in terms of wisdom, you are not as good as a mortal person like me! My cultivation is not as good as yours, but my wisdom is better than yours, and before I am nameless, I see that in the future, you will be my only enemy, and the most difficult thing to defeat you is cultivation! So I specially cultivated a few spells, and even thousands of miles away, I almost lost my life, and it cost the Murong family huge resources to get a few treasures, all of which were to deal with you!"

The Black Jiao King's face became more and more gloomy, cold and frightening, it seemed that the golden rope just now was one of the treasures.

"What's that golden rope?" he asked.

Murong Wudao smiled slightly, and said, "You said that the golden light rope that bound you just now?" hehe, it's normal that you haven't seen it, because he is not a mortal thing, but a divine realm holy relic, a bundle of immortals!

"Bundle Immortal Suo! Where did you get it from?" The Black Jiao King was horrified in his heart, he had heard it talk about it before, but these artifacts were rumors to the human world.

I've heard something I've never seen before!

Murong Wudao said "hehe" and mocked: "It's really not wrong to say that you are not wise. Where else do you think you can get such a thing in the world?"

The Black Jiao King was extremely angry at Murong Wudao's contrast and ridicule towards his attitude, but he was more surprised in his heart.

His gaze looked at the forbidden land of the snow-capped mountain, shook his head slightly, and then slowly raised his head and said: "Nameless tomb! You even dig your master's tomb, it's like a thunderstorm and a thunderbolt!"

There is also a reason why he said this, the Snow Mountain Forbidden Land is the domain of the god kings, and according to Murong Wudao's cautious style, it is impossible to risk such a big life just to deal with himself.

But Murong Wudao dared to go to the Nameless Tomb, because Murong Wudao knew Nameless, although Nameless cultivation was a peak cultivation genius that was rare in 10,000 years, but he was in a generous mood, and he kept a trace of benevolence and generosity for anyone, demon, or other holy spirits.

The cemetery after his ascension, although there are many mechanisms inside, it must be thrilling, but eighty percent of them are also thrilling, even if there are traps and traps everywhere, it is a warning that is greater than killing.

After all, this is a cemetery for a benevolent person, and even if he ascends to become a god, his character will not change.

"Hehe, you're not too stupid. Murong Wudao said with a smile.

"You're so rude, do you really think that you can defeat me by learning a few spells and a few artifacts?"

His mood at the moment is like the little brother you have always looked down on, and one day he suddenly took a few things and threatened you with anger!

"Don't believe me? Then try it? By the way, you seem to have fooled someone before, and I don't know if he knows the truth. Murong Wudao unconsciously looked back.

The Black Jiao King's eyes were vicious, he was now eager to dismantle the Murong Wudao in front of him, this old Wang Ba, even talked about Xiang Yu, who was still chaotic behind him, he really didn't waste everything he could use!

Although the Black Jiao King was furious in his heart, he tried to restrain himself, after all, Murong Wudao had learned which spells to restrain himself, and what other gods there were, he didn't know, Xiang Yu was also a time bomb, although what he said was the truth, but he was not sure if this old fox would tell the truth, and the two would attack him together when the time came.

He tried to make his voice steady, and said, "What do you want from the general to tell me so much and spend so much effort?

Murong Wudao laughed out loud, his eyes became more and more contemptuous, and he said lightly: "Black Dragon King, do you also have times when you admit it? Do you also know that you are afraid? Hehe, you were not like this in the past, hmph! As for the general guard, since he is dead, what do you want him to do?"

The Black Jiao King looked at Murong Wudao's villainous expression, which was really indescribably ugly, but he also vaguely understood his thoughts and purpose in his heart: "Do you want to obtain the power of the Dragon Ball by guarding the general?"

Murong Wudao smiled and nodded.

There are many wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and forehead, but there is a faint red light on his face, and there is a kind smile on the corner of his mouth, it is difficult for anyone to imagine that this old man's city is deep and dark, he can bend and stretch, in order to avoid trouble, he can be shameless, in order to defeat himself, he actually digs his master's grave, is a 100% insidious, despicable, and filthy villain who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.

"The Dragon Ball should have been mine, I am Jiao, devouring the Dragon Ball is a matter of course, even if you devour the Dragon Ball, can you absorb the power inside? You have also seen the previous Heavenly Tribulation, are you sure you can carry it? Wouldn't you also want to follow in the footsteps and become a pair of scorched black charcoal, right?"

"You don't care about this, as long as you have something to eat, it's not your business to die!" Murong Wudao said.

"I am bound to win the Dragon Ball, if you must do this, you will be my enemy! You and I must have a fight, even if I want to take a step back!" said the Black Jiao King.

Murong Wudao's eyes gradually became sharper, his gaze looked directly at the Black Jiao King, and a domineering momentum erupted in his body.

The Black Jiao King also burst into power, facing Murong Wudao's gaze!

The might of the two squeezed each other and constantly confronted each other.

After a long time, Murong Wudao took the first step to accept the power, and his eyes quickly turned around before he said: "In this way, you and I are also people with a thousand-year-old relationship, why don't you divide the generals into two and take half of each, how about it?"

The Black Jiao King was relieved in his heart, knowing that Murong Wudao's heart still did not have 100% confidence in defeating himself, if there were, a shameless and despicable villain like him would never have such a good intention, it seemed that until the end, he would not fight with himself, and he must not retreat now.

"Impossible!" shouted the Black Jiao King.

Murong Wudao paced left and right with his hands behind his back, and said again: "I only keep one-third, if you don't even agree to this condition, then follow your wishes, let's fight!"

The Black Jiao King didn't speak, his eyes were fixed on Murong Wudao, and a layer of red light gradually appeared on his body.

Murong Wudao did not ease up with the previous discussion, and a layer of white light gradually appeared all over his body, holding the bundle immortal rope that had bound the Black Jiao King before in his left hand, and holding a cone-shaped artifact that looked like a tall tower in his right hand.

The Black Jiao King had never seen this cone-shaped artifact, but looking at the surface of the artifact, it was black and moist, and there was a faint aura of yin and evil, and eighty percent of it was also a divine artifact or something.

Murong Wudao asked again: "Have you thought about it, but the decision is in your hands, you and I really want to do it? Divide life and death? You know, once you do it, only one person can get out of here!"

The Black Jiao King snorted coldly, he knew that this old guy was scheming, calculating, and even more cautious and cautious in doing things, and it was impossible to fight hard until the last moment, before he was completely sure.

"Come on, let me taste the spells I have learned, and those divine objects, how powerful they really are!" said the Black Jiao King.

He is open to the outside world and will never be afraid of the other party.