Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Time passed by one minute and one second, and at a certain moment, in the huge teleportation array, a brilliant ray of light burst out.

Xiaguang has covered several miles in an instant.

The monks sitting cross-legged noticed the scene, their eyes suddenly opened, and a flash of light flashed inside.

They were also relieved secretly in their hearts.

This teleportation array is finally turned on.

Although the Sanhuangdian has countless resources and numerous opportunities, the danger is also not small.

This time, there were a hundred monks in the Longao Empire entering these three waste palaces, but now, there are only fewer than twenty people left.

Such a large casualty rate is really trembling.

Tu Yimao also opened his eyes, but instead of looking at the teleportation array, he looked away.

The disappointment in his eyes is getting stronger and stronger.

The teleportation array has been turned on, and Wang Fan has not yet arrived. Is it true that Wang Fan has suffered unexpectedly?

Between Tu Yimao's thoughts, the monks had already got up and set foot on the teleportation circle.

The moment they stepped on the teleportation array, a whirlpool of white curled up crazily on them, and when the white whirlpool disappeared, they also disappeared.

Nearly 20 monks, in less than a few breaths, have been completely sent out and disappeared here.

Tu Yi spear did not move, he was still sitting in the same place, waiting quietly.

The teleportation array will open for a day, and he will wait until the last moment before leaving.

Time is still passing, and this place soon became quiet.

Only the light in the transmission array is constantly circulating and blooming.

The sun sets and the sun goes down, and it soon reaches dusk.

At this time, less than half an hour was left until the teleportation array ended.

Tu Yimao shook his head bitterly, he had no hope for Wang Fan alive.

"Hey ..." He sighed deeply, glanced again into the distance, then stepped on the teleportation array and slowly left.

With Tu Yimao's departure, the place fell into silence again. Except for the teleportation array, which was still radiating a bright light, everything had returned to its original state.

Longao Empire, deep in a continuous mountain range.

This place was originally desolate, Liao was unpopular, but during this time, it was extremely lively.

Countless door forces have set up temporary tents here and started to collect various resources.

In the past, every time the Sanhuang Palace secret realm ended, the monks coming out of it would have a lot of cultivation resources.

And some cultivation resources are extremely scarce in the outside world, and they cannot be found at all. Therefore, the major forces will naturally not miss this opportunity.

"The teleportation array is about to open, and those geniuses who have entered the Sanhuang Palace are coming out soon. I really don't know how many will be alive this time."

"In the past, every time Sanhuang Palace experienced, at least 30% or more of the monks must die. I think this will be the case this time."

"Hey, although there are countless chances in Sanhuangdian, they are too dangerous. I just don't know if the first Wang Fan will live."

"Isn't that nonsense, Brother Wang Fan will of course be alive. If Brother Wang Fan can't survive, who else can survive?"

"Cut, that's not necessary. At Sanhuangdian, whether you can survive depends not only on strength but also on luck. Even if the strength is strong, if you have bad luck, it will be difficult to survive."

Some good people can't help but start talking.

However, the focus of their discussion soon focused on Wang Fan.

After all, Wang Fan is so dazzling. As the first of the Nine Kingdoms monks' congress, it's hard to think about not being noticed.

Above a small three-story building temporarily built, a middle-aged man was standing there.

He was like a pine, motionless, and his expression was always ancient and modern.

At a certain moment, with a certain space in the void, a faint brilliance began to circulate, and the person suddenly opened his eyes.

At the same time, the uplifting voices of those good deeds were also heard again.

"It's turned on, the teleportation team is turned on, someone is coming out!"

"I look forward to it, I really don't know how many geniuses will fall this time, and who will survive."

In the voices of those good deeds, the light in the void became brighter and dazzling.

Soon, among the glory, a gate suddenly appeared, and then a famous monk was sent out.

one two three four,

At the moment those monks were sent out, there were already people who could not help but count.

It's just that, after counting to seventeen, the man couldn't count anymore.

It turned out that there were only seventeen monks out there. How could it be possible, but the other monks, did Chengdu fall?

You have to know that in the past three temples, at most no more than four city monks died, that is to say, no more than forty people died. But this time, only 17 people came out.

If all other monks fell, does it mean that more than 80% of the monks fell in Sanhuang Temple?

This is too terrifying, right?

The middle-aged man standing on the high platform looked at the 17 monks who had been sent out, and his face became ugly in an instant.

He glanced at the monks with an ugly face, stepped out, and came to them in an instant.

"Among the monks who entered the Sanhuang Temple this time, are you the only ones left?" The middle-aged man's voice was extremely cold, but a sadness appeared in his eyes.

"Senior, Tu Yi spear from Wushuang City did not come out. As for whether other people are still alive, I don't know."

One of the clever monks could not help but glanced around and said quickly.

"Tu Yi spear?" The middle-aged man frowned again. "And Wang Fan, did he fall?"

"Wang Fan?" The clever monk froze a little, then said, "I don't know this, but it should have fallen."

"What happened to the Sanhuangdian, how could so many monks fall?" The middle-aged man's face became more gloomy and asked again.

Listening to this question, the man hesitated slightly, and then whispered, "Senior, the reason why so many people fell is because Wang Fan was involved."

His voice was very low, and while speaking, he couldn't help but glanced at the location of the portal, as if he was afraid that Wang Fan would come out and hear it at this moment.

"What's the matter, say!" The middle-aged man's face was already green, "Can't it be Wang Fan who killed them?"

"No, this is not the case." The monk quickly replied, "Wang Fan robbed a Wuteng Wangguo in the hands of the five King Realms, so he was chased by the Five King Realms."

"It's just that in the end, Wang Fan escaped calmly. Those five King Realms couldn't find Wang Fan, and implicated the rest of our monks in the Dragon Austrian Empire ..."

The man had said about the kidnapping of the Dragon Austrian monks.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man listened to this, his eyes narrowed, "Wang Fan snatched the Utsuto Wangguo from the hands of the five great kings, and could escape with ease? So, Wang Fan died among them. Hand? "

His heart was quite shocked. He did not expect that Wang Fan would dare to do such a thing.

You know, Wang Jingqiang is not so irritating, let alone the five Wang Jingqiang.

At this time, not only the middle-aged men, but also the monks around, could not help but raised their ears, and their hearts were extremely shocked.

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