I Am the Fated Villain

Shang Hun Yuanjun just briefly said that he knew he was in a dilemma.

A few days later, he will bring his clansmen to visit the Zhuo clan in person.

Although this visit did not specify who it was visiting, Zhuo Fengxie also guessed that it was definitely visiting Gu Changge.

He couldn't help showing a bit of a smile on his face and said, "This Hun Yuanjun has not fought with me for so many years. With this vision, it surpasses countless people. If this matter is not handled well, it will not only be a problem to my turbid clan.

The calamity is even more so for the entire fairy civilization. "

"He has already seen it, and plans to join hands with Laogo to deal with it."

"Hahaha"

Amidst the loud laughter, the mountains shook, and the stars turned pale.

Zhuo Fengxie directly shares this letter, but in order to prevent Yuan Jun from calculating, he still pays more attention.

You will suffer a big loss if you get it later.

The ancient city of Gufeng is very large. As the iconic ancient city of the Zhuo people, if the Immortal King is allowed to cross it, it will take hundreds of years to reach the other side.

Each area needs to go through a teleportation array to reach it.

There are more than dozens of five races inhabited here, and countless creatures come and go in the city gates every day.

The city worms are prosperous and prosperous, and various places, such as the gambling stone square city...the cultivation peak naturally has everything.

At this time, on the southeast side of Gufeng Ancient City, there is a vast and vast area in the arena of Mingxin Ten Thousand Races.

The shadows are full of people: the voices are full of people, and it is extremely hot.

This arena is very large: enough to count the ancient stars of life.

Both sides are full of majestic pavilions and palaces, full of the style of the Bizu, reflecting the divine light and radiance.

Many breath shadows are standing in the pavilion, or sitting between the pavilions, all watching the situation in the arena.

This is the largest gladiatorial arena in Gufeng Ancient City. As the name suggests, almost all the creatures of all ethnic groups have fought and killed here.

The ancient city of Gufeng has strict rules, and ordinary people dare not take action and disturb the rules. Therefore, many times, if there is a grudge, it will come directly to the arena, and the bull will die.

Of course, many times the death battle in the arena is the death of the tribe or the slaves.

The people who come here to watch the post battle are also young people from the big ethnic group and the older generation is relatively rare.

However, many times, there will also be practitioners who come here to watch the battle, learn from it, and gain insights.

This is also a very famous place in the ancient city of Gufeng.

Creatures of different cultivation bases fought in different venues, and even the existences above the level of the Immortal Kings had fought to the death here.

At this moment, a pavilion worm with the best sight, Zhuoyou, accompanied by a messenger, Gu Changge, appeared here.

The rest of the Zhuo clan also followed behind.

The nearby venues were completely emptied, and the rest of the criminals who came to the arena were asked to go to other areas.

"This place is a very interesting place in the ancient city of Gufeng. It is called the gladiatorial field of the five clans. Every day, countless death row prisoners or dead soil are sold here for all ethnic groups to watch.

The flower of death is beautiful enough"

An elder of the turbid clan, closely following Gu Changge, with a good smile on his face, was introducing this place.

His name is Zhuoju, and he is not an elder of the Zhuo Fengxie lineage, but from another lineage of the Zhuo clan.

_I got the opportunity today to "ran into" Gu Changge in Gufeng Ancient City, so I voluntarily stepped forward and took Gu Changge to play in Gufeng Ancient City in person.

There are many people in the turbid tribe, Gu Changge seems to be here just for fun.

Even Zhuo Fengxie personally received him, and the other elders naturally found a way to have a good relationship with him.

In Zhuoju's view, this is a good opportunity for him.

He had a good personal relationship with the owner behind the arena and had a good relationship with him, so he just took this opportunity to bring Gu Changge over.

Gu Changge heard the words slightly. He smiled and said, "It's true, it's a pity that the stars are too low. The real flower of death needs to be bathed in the blood of the Taoist realm before you can get on.

beauty. "

His words made Zhuo Ju's expression slightly unnatural.

The blood bath that exists in the Taoist realm?

Does this mean that he intends to let him go off the field and fight people?

The existence of Taoism is the real heritage of Fang Civilization, how could he possibly participate in this kind of thing.

It's just that Gu Changge mouth insect said this kind of thing, it seems to be very natural, as if kissing

Seen the same.

This can not help but make Zhuo Ju have a lot of speculation.

A little further behind Gu Changge and the others, a woman in a red dress with long golden hair and facial features like a sculpture of jade, her expression also changed.

She is the owner of the Wanzu Fish Arena who has been running this place for five years, and her name is Venerable Honggui, whose strength is comparable to that of Dao.

In the arena of ten thousand ethnic groups, if you want to gain a foothold in the ancient city of Gufeng, you will naturally not be able to obtain the permission of the oil tribe.

And between her and the elder Zhuoju in front of her, there are many friendships and interests.

This time, when Elder Zhuoju came to the door in person, she naturally had to greet her in person, but she did not expect that the mysterious white-clothed man who was guessing the identity of Dabaomu from all sides would also go with him.

At this moment, Gu Changge seemed unintentional: the words she said at random also caused a lot of speculation in her heart.

Gu Changge ignored the guesses of these people and walked slowly to the window of the pavilion, and swept the light.

The gladiatorial fight directly ahead is taking place. Janres kills.

The warring is that the two are quite

The dead soil of the children of the famous ethnic group, there are many figures in the distance staring at the poor,