Fighting Starts from Saving Yunyun

According to the system prompt, there are as many as five saints in the hall.

Two of them seemed to belong to the same team.

"Golden Emperor Fen Tianyan, a member of the ancient clan." Chen Mo murmured as he looked at the woman in the long purple dress at the front of the crowd.

Is it Gu Xun'er?

Since their backs are facing each other, their faces have not been seen for the time being.

Hearing this, the hearts of Zi Yan, Qing Lin and others jumped, and several saints...

The hall is extremely wide, and people standing in it are as insignificant as an ant. In the center of the hall, there are ten huge light clusters suspended in mid-air, very dazzling.

There were many people in the hall, and a few people entered with concealed breath, and not many people paid attention.

As he approached, he could faintly see the shadow of the scroll from the light cluster.

"Brother Mo, it's the skeleton of the fighting saint." Qing Lin pointed to the center below the ten light clusters. On the ten seats, a skeleton with a jade-white body was sitting cross-legged with the seal in hand.

"En." Chen Mo nodded lightly. He didn't pay much attention to the skeleton of Dou Sheng, but he was quite interested in the scroll in the light ball.

"There are many strong people here, don't do it without me." Chen Mo instructed a few people, and immediately interspersed among the crowd, and came to the oblique side of the woman in the purple skirt.

Judging from her profile, she is not inferior to Ye Yiren, on the contrary, she is more refined, but compared with Ye Yiren, she looks more youthful.

Judging from the fact that he owns Golden Emperor Fen Tianyan, it should be Gu Xun'er.

Chen Mo planned from the heart.

He took out a bronze mirror from the ring, and fiddled with the strange handsome face in the mirror again.

At first glance, he looks handsome.

Then look for opportunities to take advantage of.

In the vast hall, there are scattered figures, except for a few lone walkers, most of them are powerful.

Glacier Valley.

Qingluan tribe.

The Sky Demon and Phoenix Clan.

The Nine Nether Land Underworld Python Clan.

Ancient people and so on.

In order not to let the people of Jiuyoudi Mingpyg find out, Qinglin put on the ghost mask again.

A group of people looked at the ten light groups in mid-air and did not dare to fight for them. Except that there were more than a dozen puppets around the hall that were not triggered, it seemed that there were scrolls in the ten light groups, but only one was real.

Nine false and one true.

What's more, is the seal.

With the strength of everyone present, it is possible to break the seal, but no one wants to be the first to break the seal and be picked up by others.

So they are all waiting for the seal to disappear.

In this waiting atmosphere, there are more and more powerful people in the hall.

Chen Mo frowned, and made a look, telling Qinglin and the others to move towards the door of the main hall, so that if something unexpected happened, they could escape immediately.

On the other hand, Chen Mo put his hands in his sleeves, his eyes were slightly closed, but his soul perception was shrouded in this hall.

Time passed little by little.

Suddenly, Chen Mo's complexion changed, and he saw a cloud of black mist coming in from the direction of the entrance of the main hall. The black mist penetrated through the crowd and came to the front of the crowd.

"Jie Jie, such a grand occasion, how can I miss my soul clan."

Sinister laughter came from the black mist, the black mist dissipated, and three figures landed in front of the crowd.

"Five-Star Dou Sheng Late Stage" Chen Mo was startled when he saw the figure covered in black robes and wearing half a mask.

If there is no system prompt, who would have thought that he is a five-star fighting saint.

In front of the three of them was a young man in a black and red brocade robe. He glanced around and said with a strange smile: "It's really lively. I didn't expect so many people to come here. Alas, it's a pity that there are no people in the Hall of Souls." Come on, if you only collect souls here, you can also collect a lot of souls."

"Yo, Miss Xun'er is here too..."

Chapter 281 Puppet Awakens, Massacre!

"Soul Race?!"

The words of the young man spread in the huge main hall, causing the complexions of many strong men to change slightly.

The soul clan is one of the eight ancient clans, and the soul hall, which is so frustrating to talk about, is only one of the subordinate forces of the soul clan.

It can be seen from this that the horror of the soul race.

If they also came to compete for the Heaven Rank Fighting Skill, it would make the already complicated situation even more chaotic, especially his previous sentence, which made everyone look disgusted.

"Soul Jade" Gu Xun'er looked at the young man not far away, frowning tightly, not hiding her dislike for him at all.

"Miss, be careful, the other party is a bit hostile." Gu Nanhai, who was wearing a gray robe behind him, said in a low voice.

Gu Xun'er nodded.