The distance of more than a thousand zhang was for a fifth-order cultivator, even if he didn't deliberately accelerate, he would have arrived in a few breaths.

The destination is a medium-sized, square-shaped temple, with a sea blue body, the surface seems to glow, shining with a layer of treasure light, covering an area of 100 zhang in size, and only one courtyard is separated from the north hall of the Dragon Palace.

At this moment, the hall with five ancient characters on the book 'Shuihua Guard', the sea-blue main entrance with exquisite reliefs has been greatly damaged, completely opened, and it is obviously violently destroyed.

The floor of the main hall inside the main entrance is white, as if it is paved with shells, and it is clean and elegant.

There were dozens of people standing in the hall, obviously divided into two camps, among which there were more than 20 people from the human race, who were confronting more than ten creatures from another group of demon races and alien races.

There were many other bystanders, gathered aside, each with their own purpose.

Zhu Jiu suddenly drifted into the hall like a wisp of smoke, only a few people turned their heads to look at it, and glanced at Zhu Jiu, and did not show a strange look at him hiding his tracks and the appearance of the black mist around him.

There are many creatures of all races who come to the Dragon Palace to hunt for treasures and explore secrets, and there are not a few who deliberately hide their appearances and deeds, so these people hurriedly glanced at Zhu Jiu, and they all quickly turned around.

Zhu Jiujing stood behind the crowd and listened for a moment, only to realize that these people were arguing over the ownership of the token.

The token seems to be the identity token of the former Dragon Palace insiders, and with this token, it is natural to avoid many forbidden attacks in the Dragon Palace, so these people are quite fiercely arguing.

At this moment, the token is held in the hands of a human youth, and this token was first discovered by a demon clan, and then forcibly snatched by a group of human youth.

The human race obviously has the advantage of strength, although it is a robbery, it is not shy about it, but it is a little bit justifiable.

Zhu Jiu himself is not a good man and a woman, and he has no objection to this kind of treasure snatching and killing people, and after listening to it in the crowd for a while, he did not have any covetous heart for the token, but had some impressions of the young man holding the token and the few men and women behind him.

These people were the people who were separated from the Qingguang Treasure Boat behind when Zhu Jiu was fighting fiercely with Yin Zhenzi of the Great Sun Heavenly City. The rest of the humans gathered behind them thought that the young man was the first to look at it.

At this time, Zhu Jiu had already learned that the young man at the head was called Mo Daoku, and he was a Tianjiao figure in the candidate ranks.

The introduction of his information on the Heavenly List showed that this young man had the same cultivation as Zhu Jiu after his breakthrough, and he was also a young talent of the fifth order.

Mo Dao bitterly held the snatched token in his hand, played with it casually, looked down at the palm-sized conch-shaped token, as if studying the secret, and was silent.

A green-clothed girl standing beside him was talking eloquently, completely ignoring the more than ten aliens around him, and said in a coquettish voice:

“··· Treasures have always been obtained by those who are capable, according to what you said, whoever finds it is whoever's own, don't you think it's ridiculous? Then what are you doing in this Dragon Palace, this Dragon Palace is owned by the Ancient Dragon Clan, and this birth is not the first discovery you have made. Did you just come in for some sightseeing, and did you get permission from the person who first discovered the birth of the Dragon Palace?"

The girl's voice was light and bright, but her words were quite sharp, and more than ten aliens on the other side of the question were stunned, and they didn't know how to answer for a while.

Standing behind the girl, a young man in blue also sneered and said:

"What to talk about with them, if you want to say more, you will kill these aliens together!"

At this time, Zhu Jiu, who was standing aside, suddenly received a warning signal from the Zhihai Tianbang:

"There is a strong man of the primeval relics who is approaching at high speed!"

At the same time as the handwriting was displayed on the heavenly list, a long howl suddenly sounded thousands of feet away, and the sound came so fast, as soon as the whistle sounded, a clear and incomparably clear word sounded outside the temple door:

"Is it really so prestigious, if you don't agree with each other, you will kill someone? That's right, that's what I do. "The voice is gloomy and cold, and just hearing the sound makes people feel cold.

As the voice walked into the three figures from outside the hall, at this time the distant whistling sound rumbled, and it was rumbling over, showing that these three people were whistling thousands of feet away, and then the electric shot came, and it was actually to catch up with the sound before these many came to the outside of the hall, and after saying a word, the distant whistling sound was transmitted.

Such a miraculous speed that is several times higher than the speed of sound propagation is still second, and it is rare that all three of them have such skills, and none of them are weak.

The three figures that walked in outside the hall made Zhu Jiu's eyes narrow into a slit, and he was alarmed.

These three figures, the appearance of which is all in human form, the first one is only the height of an ordinary person, wearing a green robe, and his face is also pale green in the pale white, and his eyes are evil and cold, emitting a faint and cold glow.

Whoever he looked at, he must have felt a chill in his heart, a sense of fear that might be loomed over him, that disaster was about to befall him.

Many creatures in the hall, either human or alien, were swept by his gaze, and Qi Qi's heart was slightly cold, and at the same time, he also felt that his soul was unstable, as if he was in danger of being pulled out of his body.

This person is when Zhu Jiu is out of the pass, marked on the heavenly list, one of the several golden names, is the young master of the ten evil races of ancient times, the soul eating clan, and there are several people from this race, but they act separately and do not get together, showing strong self-confidence.

This guy's posture is contemptuous, full of energy, there is the peak of the fifth order of the first grade, close to the fluctuation of the middle grade, there is no intention of restraint, and he walks into the hall, and the people in the hall are taken by his momentum, and they become silent.

The young man of the Soul Eater seemed to enjoy the awe of everyone in the hall for him, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a faint and evil smile.

The two people beside him, one on the left and one on the right, are not ordinary, and judging by their behavior, they seem to be servants.

One of them was a human woman, dressed in white, and her appearance was beautiful and dusty, but her eyes were very proud, and she glanced at everyone in the hall lightly, and a trace of disgust flashed obviously.

The other is a little rough, with a wild face, a naked upper body, more than two meters high, and a fierce aura around the body, with a thick green light mist churning on the surface of the body, like a small snake.

The most astonishing thing is that these green mist actually churn out from the inside of the skin of its body, and from time to time in the mist, there are painful and struggling souls, roaring and weeping, and the appearance is extremely miserable.

This guy's supernatural ability should have the ability to restrain the soul of the opponent after killing him, which is rarely seen and cannot be ignored.

The two minions are also at the peak level of the fourth order, which makes people secretly frightened, and even more highlights the power of the alien race at the head.

At this time, the young man of the Soul Eater Clan, who was the leader, first turned his gaze to Mo Daoku, who was faintly shocked in his eyes, and then turned his gaze to the girl in the green dress, looking up and down, as if he could directly penetrate the girl's body-covering clothes, and looked very carefully, so that the girl's face was slightly ruddy, and when he was about to scold, the strange young man of the Soul Eating Clan had his eyes lit up, and said to the girl with a frivolous voice:

"The appearance is good, but today I can take an extra female slave. Hey, when you become my slave, we can have soul-to-soul communication that you and other humans would never have imagined, and I will make sure you try it unforgettable!"

Zhu Jiu stood at the back and pouted slightly, this thing is a cheeky person who is not ashamed, and he also communicates with his soul, and the hooligan is so open-minded and does not shy away from it, but it can be regarded as a specialty.

The girl had sharp teeth before, but after all, she was an unemployed girl, and when she heard this, her face was ashamed, and she looked at Mo Daoku as if asking for help.

Mo Daoku's face also changed drastically, he had already sensed that the upcoming battle was inevitable, his face was as cold as water, and he was about to speak, when the young man of the Soul Eater Clan suddenly turned pale, and pointed at Mo Daoku's bitterness and said:

"I'm here today to compete with a young Terran master of his level, and those who have nothing to do with it get out of here. ”

All cultivators often disagree with each other and kill people at every turn, and they will not be convinced by being reprimanded.

But the momentum displayed by this young man as soon as he came in was extremely impressive, and there were several aliens in the crowd who obviously knew the identity of this young man, knowing that the race behind him was huge and could not afford to offend, so although his face was indignant, he finally held back and did not make a sound, and after being scolded by the young man of the soul eating clan, he really walked out with his head bored.

Of course, the more than 20 human beings standing behind Mo Daoku, ignoring the words of the foreign youth, all stood still, they were full of confidence in Mo Daoku, a well-known young master of the human race.

Zhu Jiu's eyes turned, and he felt that there was no need to wade into troubled waters, of course he would not listen to the words of the alien youth and roll out of the hall, but retreated slightly, ready to stand aside and sit on the mountain to watch the tiger fight.

The rest also had a few more powerful alien races who had never left the temple, and they also took a few steps back, and everyone had their own calculations in their hearts.

The eyes of the young man of the Soul Eater Clan looked at the few aliens and Zhu Jiu who had not left the hall, and a trace of coldness flashed.

At this time, the girl in the green dress beside Mo Daoku, her eyes also turned to the few remaining people in the hall, but she didn't know how to see through Zhu Jiu's true face, her eyes turned, and she suddenly said in a loud voice:

"Hey, that guy who is covered in black mist and hides his head and tail, I saw it with my own eyes when you defeated Yin Zhenzi of the Great Sun Heavenly City some time ago. Although you are far from my senior brother, you can barely be regarded as a master, and this foreigner said that he wants to challenge the master of the human race, and you also have a share. Is it because you are afraid of this alien race that you don't even dare to recognize your identity as a human race, or do you admit that you are weak and no match for others, and you can't be a turtle with a shrunken head?"

This girl's purpose is very clear, that is, to drag Zhu Jiu into the water, but to see that the people of the Soul Eater Clan are menacing, and dragging Zhu Jiu has the meaning of sharing the disaster.