The Colosseum.

The field was in ruins, and the aura of the earth that danced like a wild snake had disappeared, and everyone was no longer trapped by the power of the earth. The prohibition above is also slowly recovering, and the gaps are disappearing one by one.

The lower half of the decaying old man's body was connected to the earth, and his body drooped, without the slightest movement, and he was already restrained by people.

There were three tall and strong witches standing around, and their breath hung down like a mountain, so that the captives of the entire Colosseum did not dare to resist at all.

These are the three Wu clans of the sub-holy realm, and they are powerful.

After the Dao Ancestor joined the Dao, the number of immortal kings in the world was more than when the dragon and phoenix tribulated in the past, but the rules were the same, until the critical moment, the immortal kings rarely made a move, and the strongest combat power of the army was almost Yasheng.

The Colosseum is a matter of importance, even if it has such a strong prohibition and protection, but at the slightest movement, the three sub-saints directly came to the formation, which shows the importance that the high priest attaches to this place.

It's a pity that even if you pay attention to it, this time there is such a movement.

The three Yasheng looked at Meng Huai, their faces were extremely bad, and one of them even asked, "Who is it, how can there be such a disturbance?"

Meng Huai lowered his head and took a deep breath: "I'm sorry, I was negligent this time, and I will personally explain this matter to the High Priest." ”

"You have been guarding the Colosseum for more than a thousand years, and you have never been on a business trip, how could you be so careless this time?

Rock God Sacrifice ...... Meng Huai's mind flashed Zhaoming's face again, the same as the Pangu statue, and then remembered what the decaying old man said, and his heart caused an inexplicable panic.

The more I think about it, the more angry I get, the more I think about it, the more it doesn't taste, and I have a lifetime of anger in my heart. He summoned his mace and smashed it at the corrupt old man who had been imprisoned by the three sub-saints.

"I'm going to kill you!"

If it weren't for the corrupt old man who was in the way of it, even if Zhaoming broke the ban with the Heavenly Tribulation, it would not make the slightest sense. If there was no action from the corrupt old man, although the Colosseum was in a situation, it was only a small change, how could it become such a field at this moment.

At this time, the corrupt old man had been completely imprisoned, in a comatose state, and the defenses on his body had long since dissipated. If you are struck, you will surely die.

Between the lightning and flint, only a "bang!" was heard, and a sub-saint flicked his hand. Pick up the mace directly with the palm of your flesh. The Wu Clan is already known for its physical body, and the physical body of this sub-holy Wu Clan is beyond the imagination of ordinary monks.

Rao is Menghuai's angry blow, but it only left a few white marks, and it was not a big deal. On the contrary, Meng Huai was rebounded by the force and staggered. Almost fell.

"Are you crazy? You're already wrong, and you want to be wrong again and again. ”

"If the High Priest wants to kill him. Why do you need to do it? Before, I just felt that you were too murderous towards him. Only then did he transfer him to Dragon Wolf Mountain. I'm transferring him here this time so you can keep an eye on him, not kill him!"

The two Yasheng scolded loudly, and the other Yasheng also shook his head and sighed: "Menghuai, you disappointed me too much this time." ”

"Uncle!" Meng Huai bowed his head and said no more.

Those two sub-saints were born with ordinary bloodlines, so they could only say. But it can't really be that way. But this sub-saint is different, he is a second-generation disciple of the Meng family, and he is far superior to him in terms of cultivation, generation, and power in the clan.

Meng Jiayasheng shook his head: "Needless to say. Pass my orders that the people of the Colosseum should guard this place and stop making trouble. Everything in the Colosseum has stopped for the time being, you get ready and go back to Wudao with me. ”

"Uncle!" Meng Huai's face changed greatly, and at this time, he asked him to go back to Wudao, no matter how he looked at it, he had a feeling that he would not be punished severely.

Meng Jiayasheng waved his hand: "You don't have to think about it, although this matter has happened, but he has not escaped, this matter can still be revealed." It also happens to remind my Wu clan children that this world has not really been fully mastered by my Wu clan, and anything can happen. ”

"The reason why you want to go back to Wudao is because the Panshen Festival is about to begin, and the High Priest has issued a decree that except for the warriors in the Kunlun Mountain area, the leaders of other places will return to Wudao to participate. You're the steward of the Colosseum, and naturally it's no exception. ”

This explanation is naturally to reassure Meng Huai, but Meng Huai is still thinking about other things in his heart: "Uncle, two captives escaped, don't you care?"

"Who escaped?" Meng Jiayasheng frowned, and the three of them rushed here to imprison the weak and corrupt old man, and they didn't understand what was going on for a while. ”

"It's a ......"

Meng Huai was thinking about how to explain, but Father Kua on the side laughed and hurriedly said: "It's just a golden fairy little demon, neither Hou Yi nor I are in charge, so naturally there is no need to go back to Wudao to participate in the Panshen Festival." Leave the pursuit of the captives to us!"

"It's a rare thing that a little demon in the Golden Immortal Realm can escape from here. But after all, it is only in the realm of golden immortals, and this kind of thing is left to the juniors to do. ”

Meng Jiayasheng nodded, and then said to Meng Huai: "Come back to Wudao with me, and leave the matter to Hou Yi and Kua's father!"

Kuafu is an unconscious junior, even if it is a matter like the Panshen Festival, he often gets into a little trouble, so it is naturally best not to go back.

Meng Huai couldn't say anything for a while, so he could only nod his head and say yes.

After cleaning up, when the Colosseum ban was re-perfected, Hou Yi and Kuafu resigned from the Colosseum and chased to the east.

In Juye, Zhaoming rushed east with Yang Sansan in his arms, and asked him a lot of things along the way.

It's not that there is no demon clan in Juye, there are two places where the witch clan will not approach at will because of the order of the high priest, one is called Taishan, and the other is called Tiger Prison Pass.

Because of the presence of the Giant Wild Saintess Xue Yuhua in Taishan, coupled with the Ancient Strange Array of Taishan, the high priest of the Wu clan didn't seem to want to provoke her, so he kept the clan from approaching.

And the Tiger Prison Pass is because of the former Juye Marshal White Tiger, this person has been loyal and righteous all his life, serving the country and the people, and it can be called a dedication and death.

In the past battle of Yunyue Peak, although Marshal White Tiger was seriously injured, he could have not died. Just to rescue the Qilin Emperor, he fought to death for his own life. This kind of hero is not only admired by the demon clan, but also admired by the witch clan.

The Tiger Prison Pass is the place where the White Tiger Marshal used to guard, and it was even named after him, so the high priest of the Wu clan in order to show respect for the brave and let the Wu Clan not go to the Tiger Prison Pass. In the past, the Wu clan entered the flood wilderness, and almost all the demon city-states were destroyed, and only the tiger prison remained.

Marshal White Tiger...... Zhaoming couldn't help but think of the spirit of the white tiger. A person can cover the sky in front of him, and he can still be admired by the enemy after death, it can be said that he has no regrets in this life.

The Colosseum was originally at the junction of Juye and Phoenix Ridge, and Hou Yi's arrow was terrifying, and he shot Zhaoming I don't know how far.

In less than half a month, a huge peak appeared in front of the house, where the legendary giant wild saint Xue Yuhua lived. (To be continued......)