The two-wheeled chariot "Faeton" flew slowly forward.

Four masters from the Jinwu family's life pool realm held their heads and chests, holding a long halberd of flames, both on the left and right. They seemed to be protecting, but in fact they were monitoring them, and they clamped up a small team composed of Wu Jin, Xun Mo, Bai Wushuang and others.

Wu Jin followed "Faetong" in a state of great excitement. Even though his eyebrows were roasted by the flames sprayed from the wheels and his chest hair was burnt, he still followed Wu Xiao's chariot tightly.

He was about to go to the ruins of Kunlun, and suddenly a leader appeared. What a great thing?

Although Wu Xiao doesn't seem to be a kind person.

Although Wu Xiao looks dangerous.

But Wu Jin doesn't care.

So he did not resist, and Wu Xiao said what he wanted to requisition them, and Wu Jin immediately raised his hands to respond to Wu Xiao's requisition.

As for Xun Mo and Bai Wushuang, they had no choice but to be forced to follow Wu Xiao with a gloomy face.

Wu Xiao himself is in the realm of the Mingchi realm, and his four guards are also in the realm of the Mingchi realm. And these trialists entering the ancestral land of the Wa clan have age restrictions. At their age, it is basically impossible to reach the realm of the Life Pond.

Therefore, Wu Xiao wanted to requisition them, and they had no choice but to refuse to agree.

"Soul Clan, Jinwu clan..." Xun Mo was flying with his weapons while annoyed: "The realm of life, the realm of life... This is unfair, this kid's age must have exceeded the limit..."

Bai Wushuang didn't say anything.

He had already taken the Yuancao that Wu Jin had ‘given’, and his two broken arms had healed.

Incarnated as a white light, flying in the air, Bai Wushuang looked at the four masters of the Jinwu clan with a cold expression. As a child of Wu'an City, complaining with Baiya has never been their habit.

They prefer to draw swords and never waste their time on words.

Xun Mo's voice became louder: "It's really unreasonable. Does the Wa clan even obey the rules set by itself? I still want to propose to Wa Jin'er... Such a family that is unruly, women in the clan are definitely not good matches."

Wu Xiao turned around, and a long whip wrapped in flames in his hand, whipping Xun Mo's body in the air.

Xun Mo screamed and his body rolled and fell to the ground.

He rolled on the ground in a mess, but his nose was blue and swollen. He was scolded by a master of Jinwu. He drove the escape light in a mess and flew back shakingly.

"Shut up the descendants of Xun's family... How can you have any room for comment?" Wu Xiao said proudly: "How can you understand the background of my Jinwu family, from a small family?"

Wu Xiao raised his head, and his huge hooked nose looked even more abrupt.

"When I was born, I was at the 30th level of Chonglou Realm. Is it strange to have the cultivation level of the Fate Pond Realm?" Wu Xiao smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into a line: "Things that are unsightly... My Jinwu bloodline is so powerful, my Jinwu's heritage is so strong, and my Prince is so extraordinary..."

"Whether envy, jealousy, or even hatred." Wu Xiao sighed heavily: "I am born to make you envy, jealousy, and hate, but you still have no choice."

Wu Jin's face was thrust heavily.

Bai Wushuang's face sucked hard.

Only Xun Mo endured the pain in his body, gritted his teeth and looked at Wu Xiao for a while, shook his head and said, "Gentleman, be..."

Another whip whipped down hard.

Xun Mo screamed in pain, and the escape light collapsed. He fell from the air to the ground, and then fell again and broke into blood.

A master of Jinwu lowered the fire cloud, gently sucked Xun Mo with his long spear, forcing him to set up the escape light again, and flew into the air shakingly again.

"I am not a gentleman... Great-grandfather said that gentlemen are fools, and they will suffer losses... My Jinwu people would rather die than suffer losses." Wu Xiao looked at Xun Mo proudly: "So, don't tell me those literary truths to me."

"The big fist is the old man." Wu Xiao smiled so hard that the corners of his mouth cracked. Combined with his big hooked nose, he was really like a smug crow.

"Otherwise, look, I have been looking for more than half a year and have met three groups of living people in total." Wu Xiao shook his head helplessly: "Three groups of living people, one group was killed by the prince, one group... Well, yes, the rest, you will have to be requisitioned by the prince."

"This prince is better than you, so you have to listen to this prince. The one with a big fist is the old man. This is what the great-grandfather said, that is definitely true." Wu Xiao stood on the chariot and looked back at Xun Mo and mocked: "The other truths are all bullshit!"

Wu Jin followed Wu Xiao and suddenly asked him: "You killed a group of people? Why don't you recruit them?"

Wu Xiao frowned and glanced at Wu Jin's huge body. He seemed to have thought of something. His frown let go again: "They actually planned to plot against this prince. If they don't kill them, would they treat them as great men?"

"Then, what about a group of people?" Wu Jin looked at Wu Xiao curiously.

Wu Xiao's face became a little ugly.

He waved his whip violently and whipped Xun Mo's body with a fierce whip.

Another scream, a third deep-seated whip mark appeared on Xun Mo's body, and the wound kept spewing out of the black smoke. His eyes were so painful that he fell from the sky in a mess. This time, even with the urging of the master of Jinwu, he could not fly for a long time.

Wu Xiao scolded him angrily.

Xun Mo's two companions pressed the escape light, carried Xun Mo behind him, and then flew up again.

Xun Mo swallowed a mouthful of medicine to replenish his energy, nourished his spirits, and roared at Wu Xiao in anger: "This time, I didn't say anything, why is it me again?"

Wu Xiao laughed dryly, he looked at Xun Mo with a gray face and said dryly, "I'm used to beating, haha, who made you look so owed?"

Wu Jin didn't say anything, just smiled honestly.

Xun Mo was so angry that he almost fainted. He pointed at Wu Xiao tremblingly, and then pointed at Wu Jin: "I am from the Xun clan of the Sanhe Realm... My Xun clan is a famous ancient sect... you, you, you..."

Wu Xiao glared at Xun Mo proudly: "Famous family? That is also a mortal family, my Jinwu family...that is the prehistoric gods, mere mortal family, what is it in front of my Jinwu family?"

While talking, Wu Xiao whipped his long whip and made a crisp sound of "slap".

Xun Mo opened his mouth and had nothing to say for a moment.

It’s not that the debate is not just about Wu Xiao.

But Wu Xiao often hit people, and Xun Mo was afraid of being beaten by him, so he didn't dare to speak.

Without Xun Mo provoked the conversation, the team immediately became calm.

The group moved forward quickly. Under Wu Xiao's leadership, they quickly crossed the chaotic plain of the gravity field and entered a mountain.

After entering the mountainous area, Wu Xiao immediately led the team to speed up the speed, and the route became winding, and often circled around the mountains and into one complex large circle after another.

Sometimes, he would set up complex ban traps on the mountains he passed by, and then walked out of more than a hundred miles, let the team stop, wait quietly in a secluded corner, waiting for the sound of the ban behind him to start.

It’s just that after so much trouble, no ban was triggered, and no trap was stepped into.

Wu Xiao persisted and continued to set up traps along the road.

Several times, he despised the four guard masters who were accompanying him, so he personally set up a ban, but along the way, he set up a few "exquisite" and "exquisite" and "unlimited" restrictions that he had set up by himself, and still had no movement.

Wu Jin and others looked at Wu Xiao ignorantly.

Judging from his movements, it seems that someone is following him?

Xun Mo coughed and was about to speak when the whip in Wu Xiao's hand was already waving.

Xun Mo immediately closed his mouth. He gritted his teeth tightly and stared at Wu Xiao with an angry gaze, as if this could cause much psychological pressure on Wu Xiao.

"It seems that they retreated." Wu Xiao smiled proudly.

"I just said that those stupid beasts...the ancestral land of the Wa clan cannot be affected by them? Especially the holy lands like Kunlun Ruins... except for those who are both virtuous and capable, who is qualified to enter?"

Wu Xiao sighed heavily and said sincerely: "Thinking back then, the father of this prince entered the ruins of Kunlun and killed an arrogant man who claimed to be the blood of the Sun God, and stole this 'Faetong' chariot."

"The ruins of Kunlun are my private areas of Jinwu... Haha, haha, haha!" Wu Xiao said, unable to contain his pride in his heart, and he laughed hysterically.

As he smiled, Wu Jin's face changed slightly. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his shoulders hard with his fingers as thick as Wu Xiao's waist.

Wu Xiao was stunned and still laughed and followed Wu Jin's serious gaze. His laughter suddenly became scattered, and the "gaga" laughter was like a little rooster who was strangled by someone, becoming extremely unpleasant.

More than ten miles ahead, a lonely blue peak was covered with black scales, surrounded by a layer of black smoke, and his eyes were red. The young man seemed to be particularly cruel and evil, standing quietly on the top of the mountain.

On several peaks farther apart, more than a dozen young men wearing black scales stood from a distance on the top of the mountain, their lips curled up and looked here with a gloomy smile.

"Taotiejiu." Wu Xiao gritted his teeth and finally spit out three words from his mouth: "Why are you in front of us?"

The young man named Taotiejiu stretched out a finger: "First, I knew the correct way to Kunlun ruins."

Wu Xiao shook his head.

Prophet before you know?

It is possible in the outside world.

In the chaotic ancestral land of the Wa clan, especially the ancestral land covered by the ancestral spirit power of the Wa clan, the effect of the priest is almost zero.

Perhaps there are strong people who are very accomplished in the field of divination and can calculate some things, but Taotie Jiu's cultivation is half a pound of Wu Xiao, and Wu Xiao doesn't believe that he can have such power.

Extending his second finger, Taotie Jiu smiled coldly and said, "Secondly, among the people around you, there are my people. One of the four guards in the Life Pond Realm has surrendered to me, so I know the right path."

The four masters of the Life Pond Realm around Wu Xiao knelt on the fire cloud at the same time, swearing and swearing to assure Wu Xiao that he is absolutely loyal to the Jinwu clan and that he is absolutely impossible to betray Wu Xiao.

Wu Xiao also shook his head. Only he and his few of his relatives knew the detailed paths of Kunlun ruins.

These four guards responsible for protecting him had no idea of ​​the details.

"You are sowing discord, is this interesting?" Wu Xiao said coldly: "Speaking of this, everyone is also the soul clan... they are all people with roots and roots. Such a small method, hum."

Taotiejiu's smile gradually became brighter, and he stretched out his third finger: "Then, thirdly, among your brothers, someone wants me to kill you in the ancestral land of the Wa clan... So, they... Oh, no, it was him, who revealed all your news to me."

Wu Xiao's smile suddenly stiffened.

A cloud appeared on his face, and against the backdrop of the big eagle's nose, Wu Xiao looked particularly gloomy at this moment.

First and second, unlikely.

But the third thing... Wu Xiao stretched out his hands and his ten fingers slowly moved.

Four Jinwu guards stepped on the fire cloud and came to Wuxiao. They had a serious ecology and did not say a word.
To be continued...