Gao Wu Arrives

San Gong Gate, as one of the top sacred places in the old age, its ancestral territory is very broad. Ning Xian speculates that only the Shenwu Palace where they are now will not be smaller than the current Blue Star.

At present, the opening part is very small, less than one-tenth.

But even so, Ning Xian could gain something, a handed down saint soldier, even though it was incomplete, it was extremely impressive.

Zhang Daoyuan, Ye Liunan and others have great expectations for the future prospects and are very confident.

But soon, they were thrown into a basin of cold water, their bodies were cold, and their blood disappeared a lot.

"That's Gu Zhuo, he died..." Zhang Daoyuan whispered, his eyes solemn.

In the ruins on the road ahead, five people fell to the ground, not knowing what happened, all died, and the red blood stained the ruins red.

One of them was a middle-aged man with wide-eyed eyes, and his dim pupils were filled with unwillingness and despair.

He didn't know what was hit by something, a huge gap appeared in the middle of his head, and his brain gurgled out, and it hasn't dried up till now.

That is a near saint!

There were not many near saints who entered the ruins this time, and Zhang Daoyuan shuddered when he didn't expect one to die here.

"What happened?" He noticed that there were many onlookers nearby, so he invited several people to ask for details.

"Hello Senior Zhang!"

Six or seven young people stepped forward to meet.

They are all elites of all races. They used to be well-dressed and personable, but now their faces are pale, their bodies are trembling slightly, and their eyes are full of fear.

"We don't know what happened. Not long ago, Li Mang suddenly appeared from the void in that area, and Senior Gu Zhuo who walked to the front, instantly..."

A few young people did not hide them, and told them all the information they knew.

Unfortunately, they really don't know much.

Zhang Daoyuan instantly speculated that it was the formation pattern, and the formation pattern in this area had not been wiped out.

With serious eyes, he warned these young people not to approach that area.

"We don't have the guts. After the suffering of Senior Gu Zhuo, we dare not go there."

These young people still had a conscience, and they didn't leave directly. They stood far away, reminding everyone of the danger ahead.

Of course.

In fact, they don't need to do it either. In such a place, few people dared to be careless, they were already cautious and very cautious.

"We are scared, so we don't dare to move on, we want to wait." A young man said with a wry smile. This is the second reason why they don't want to leave.

As the children of the big clan, the elite of the elite, fighting with people with real swords and guns, they are not necessarily afraid. But being killed by the formation pattern strangely and unsuspectingly, they couldn't accept it.

"It's fine for you to stay here." Zhang Daoyuan nodded, admiring him in his eyes.

Knowing how to advance and retreat is a very important one for practitioners. In such a world, if you want to survive, become strong, and know that awe and fear are better than brute force.

"Senior..." Zhang Daoyuan turned his head and looked at Ning Xian next to him.

It was also at this time that these young people noticed Ning Xian.

This old man, with a rickety body and gray hair, has been stopped by Zhang Daoyuan and his sense of existence is really not high.

"I've seen seniors!" A few young people hurriedly saluted, and this person must be good if they can be treated like this by Saint Zhang Daoyuan.