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The second-floor box, Ye Wushuang's eyes blinked suddenly just after sitting down.
He stood up and said to the two of them, "You are waiting here and asking for new information. I have something to go out for."
Yang Qinger and Meng Fan were bewildered, and did not know Ye Wushuang's intentions, and nodded, "Brother Ye, be careful."
"I'll be back soon." Ye Wushuang got up and left, and soon appeared on the street. After a little induction, he ran towards an alley.
The end of the alley was a courtyard, and Ye Wushuang walked into it.
Huh!
Shadows flickered at the gate of the yard, and the gate closed.
"Master!"
Ye Wushuang came to the center of the courtyard, and Feng Jue, Xiang Tianxiao and Su Mu appeared in front of his eyes.
Today's wind has broken through the fourfolds of Lingquan, Xiangtianxiao has also broken through the first of Lingquan, and the curtain of the Soviet Union is close to the peak of the true nineth.
Seeing this, Ye Wushuang was also satisfied, which was regarded as his team member.
In addition to the three of them, countless masked shadows also came from the courtyard.
Xiang Tian laughed and said, "Master, this is part of the Lingxiao Pavilion."
"Master!"
These people knelt on one knee and worshiped together.
Ye Wushuang looked at it. These people's cultivation is all above the six yuan of real yuan. It seems that a few people who are smiling to the sky are provoking a lot of efforts.
After half a ring, Ye Wushuang shouted, "Get up."
"Yes, Lord."
Everyone stood up and looked at Ye Wushuang. They had heard about the name of white-killer god.
I just didn't expect that this of killing would create Ling Xiaoge and become their master!
The wind must come forward: "Governor, we are ready for the trembling gods."
Hearing the words, Ye Wushuang said: "This time, the gods trembled. It is no longer than before. You and Xiang Tianxiao select ten people to participate. Su Mu is responsible for the rest of Ling Xiao Pavilion.
Feng Jue, Xiang Tianxiao and Su Mu responded: "Understand!"
Some things were arranged, and Ye Wu left the courtyard, returned to a guest restaurant, and took Yang Qinger and Meng Fan back at night.
After inquiring about the news, they said to others that after learning about the terrorist strength of other forces, everyone chose to retreat.
In three days, the moment passed.
When the first rays of morning light drove out the darkness and penetrated the clouds, the barbaric city ushered in the most boiling moment, full of excitement everywhere.
A group of figures gathered toward the bottom of the battlefield of the Savage God, and each person's face was filled with an impassioned expression.
The savage gods trembled. Not only can they get the treasures of opportunity, but they can also become famous in the attention. This is how exciting it is for a lot of young people.
In the courtyard where the ancient Lingzong was located, the crowd got up early, and their faces were full of vitality.
Ye Wushuang wore a neat white suit, a handsome face, a straight body, and a pair of black and bright eyes, as deep and bright as Xinghai.
Nine people including Di Qingxue, Yang Qinger, Ye Rou, Qian Ling, Meng Fan, and Cheng Tao were waiting outside the room.
They looked at Ye Wushuang and were a little lost.
Although Ye Wushuang is not the kind of handsome and dregs person, he has a special temperament that makes people feel comfortable.
"Let's go."
Ye Wushuang smiled at several people, stepped away from the main square, Di Qingxue followed, and envyed many people.
Ten people came to the lower part of the battlefield of the Gods within a short time. They were inside and outside, and most of them were from other forces.
On the side of the Gu Lingzong, the crowd was crowded. There were crowds of people. There were followers to watch the crowd, and there were disciples who participated in the trenches.
When ten people from Ye Wushuang came, the crowd took the initiative to tear a hole and let a passage open, and a pair of eyes watched the ten people coming.
They will fight for themselves, for the Zongmen!
The ancient Lingzong disciples cheered and seemed to greet their heroes. The worshiping eyes made everyone feel bloody!
Through the crowd, ten people came to the front.
Nangong Liuyun, Elder Star, and the four elders of the Patriarch stand in front.
Do not ask the sky, Yeqianmo a team of ten people!
Yunxiao, Sword is extraordinary in a team of ten people!
They stood neatly behind, with a stern look!
When they noticed someone behind them, they all turned to look at it.
"Sorry, it's late!"
Ye Wushuang smiled lightly and walked side by side with Di Qingxue, all in white wins the snow, so that all the disciples were slightly surprised, and suddenly found something bright.
It feels like two talents are a match made in heaven!
Yunxiao and Jianfan smiled at Ye Wushuang. It was not Ye Yeshuang's late, but the crowd was here before dawn.
As for Mo Wentian, looking at Ye Wushuang and Di Qingxue, the corners of his eyes narrowed, with a stern touch.
Nangong Liuyun turned around with a few elders and looked at the disciples of the ancient Lingzong.
Suddenly, the original cheering crowd rose up, and the boiling atmosphere was a little quiet at the moment.
"The disciples of the ancient spirit ancestors opened today ’s Jiuzhong Pass. Thirty of them will step on behalf of our ancient spirit ancestors, win glory for us, defend our pride, and protect us And fight. "
"They are the pride of our ancient spirit, no matter whether they succeed or fail, whether they win or lose, they are our heroes. I hope everyone will bless them."
Looking at the energetic disciples, Nangong Liu Yunlang shouted loudly, and a strong and vigorous voice sounded in the ears of every ancient Lingzong disciple.
At this moment, all the disciples of Gu Lingzong are surging in blood, looking at the thirty figures in front of them, their faces flushed and shouting.
It is indeed a very glorious thing for everyone to fight for Zongmen. Everyone can't wait for himself to be the strongest disciple and get such an honor.
They stooped down, blessed silently, kept the top ten, and glorified Zongmen!
Ye Wushuang, Di Qingxue, Mo Wentian, Yun Xiao and others all bent over, why not be excited!
Nangong Liuyun and several elders smiled at each other and said, "Now everyone is ready to enter the Nine Levels!"
Hearing that thirty people were divided into three teams, standing behind Ye Wushuang, Mo Wentian and Yun Xiao, respectively, watching the trembling gods.
Below the suspended trenches, there are nine huge passages, which are the entrances to the Jiuzhong Pass. As long as you step into them, you can enter the Jiuzhong Pass and finally step on the upper trenches.
"Go in!" Nangong Liuyun shouted ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Wen Yan, Jian Fanfan glanced at Ye Wushuang, and said: "Ye Wushuang, we have advanced, I hope we will all be in the final trenches, meet ! "
After all, Jian Fanfan, Yun Xiao, Qiu Mo and others took the lead in entering a passage.
Subsequently, Mo Wentian also glanced at Ye Wushuang and others, followed closely.
The Elder Star approached Ye Wushuang, and once again ordered: "Little Shuang, be careful!"
"Master, I will." Ye Wushuang answered solemnly.
Immediately, he said to a few people behind him, "Let's go."
Ye Wushuang drank, Di Qingxue, Ye Rou and others calmed down and rushed into a passage. All the disciples who stayed in place pulled their fists, shouting and cheering.
Nangong Liuyun also stared at it calmly, "I hope that in the final trench, you will be in your presence. If you can keep the top ten lives, you can only rely on you."