However, Renault was still outraged because, can these damn bastards be a little professional? It’s okay to grab them at any time regardless of day or night. It doesn’t matter if he works harder. The key is that he only got the resources here in the early morning and can run back to kill the dirty things in the afternoon!

IQ cannot be considered as non-existent just because you are black!

Oasis, the walled construction site of Kacciltham.

Bami received his breakfast. Like yesterday, he was still steamed buns made of white flour, but there was an extra bowl of bacon porridge. The supervisor Sha Zhou said that this was a Sunday preferential treatment, but it was a strange thing about the federal people.

I really hope that Lord Shaqima will come in soon. The people here are really rich and stupid, and they will steal all their money. By the way, there are women. Last night, Bami saw the women in the Oasis of Happiness from afar. He had been dreaming of spring all night. He thought that after Lord Shaqima came in, he might give him a chance to have a love for his love as a reward for becoming a formal member.

In this case, he will even pay more attention to Lord Shaqima in the future.

Having breakfast happily, Bami lay on the wall and looked at the sand dunes in the distance. He suddenly thought that today was too quiet and there was no sand thief coming to cause trouble.

Then he saw a team climbing over the farthest hill.

It was the Shaqimasha thieves group! The one who walked in the front was his introducer, Mika, who came from the same village, and was also the most powerful warrior in the village, and was also the personal guard of Lord Shaqima.

Bami had the vision of an eagle, which was why he was arranged to be an insider and spy here. Seeing Mica's face, Bami's heart immediately jumped up wildly, thanking Kacciltane for giving him a sumptuous breakfast. He was now full of strength. He knew where the best breakthrough was made in half of Kacciltane's walls, and where the federal people hid the best things, and he was going to make great contributions.

Hey, why is the leader a little bald man carrying a coffin? Is that a slave caught by the adults?

Ah, why are the slaves all right? The adults have ropes tied to their hands? To be precise, everyone is strung into a string?

"Ahem, if you can eat enough, why bother to rob?"

Bami turned her head and saw the old supervisor named Sha Zhou standing behind him, as if muttering to himself.

The news that Shaqimasha thieves were tied into Kachiltan City overnight terrorized the entire southwest part of the desert.

For a moment, the sand thieves group in the desert in the southwest region fell into a situation where there was no leader. The threat of the sand thieves to Kacciltane was considered to be dismantled...

However, Gong Yi had the urge to cry, because Katchiltan, who had not been robbed, had no source of cheap labor and was in vain. What better labor than slaves?

Faced with Gong Yi's troubles, Muzi was also very innocent. He just felt that these people were a bit standard, and in order to avoid causing trouble to the village, he wiped out the situation...

On the other hand, as the most important enemy, the most influential figure in this land, watching Kacciltan grow day by day, the great lord Castro was full of viciousness and expectation.

Of course Castro knew the value of the golden slab. In fact, there was no need to hand over it. This thing was a powerful tool to attract experts.

Originally it was used to win over Moyus, but of course he couldn't use it now. Later, he delayed it for a month, hoping to use this for Moyus's master to take action. However, the whereabouts of the Tsar were difficult to determine, and he still couldn't drag it over in the end. But it doesn't matter, Kacciltan, who "snatched away" the stone slab, could not escape the bad luck.

Because the Tsar will eventually find him, how angry will this top master be when he knows that his disciples are killed and the stone slabs are robbed?

Castro was very happy, and in the end this was his world.

"Lord, Lord Tsar is about to get outside the door."

A slave ran in and said, bent down.

Castro bounced up suddenly and ran out quickly. He also wanted to meet the legendary character.

The master of the Scorpion King Moyus, a master of the Heavenly Soul Stage! Tsar Nanyou Selekate!

Castro rushed out of the gate and saw the Tsar riding a camel. It looked like an ordinary Tutankhamun man, with black skin and ordinary facial features. He had Tutankhamun man liked small dreadlocks. The only difference was that eyes, which could devour the soul-like eyes. Castro didn't dare to look at it.

"Lord Castro, I heard that you are looking for me, and there is something urgent to do. I hope this is true, otherwise you will know the price." Nanye Selekate said lightly.

"Dear Tsar, how could I waste your precious time? First of all, this is my little intention. You can check it out first. If you have any other needs, please give me your order."

Castro took out a parchment roll from his pocket, which was a gift list.

The reason why Nanye Selekate is called the "Tsar" is because he is the nominal ruler of the desert sand thieves. Even the emperor of Tutankhamun could not order the sand thieves. However, Nanye Selekate did this with his blood. He was the emperor of all sand thieves.

Like all the thieves, Nanye Selekate's greed will not be restrained by becoming the Heavenly Soul Stage. On the contrary, the practice of the Heavenly Soul Stage also requires a lot of resources. In the barren Tutankhamun, plundering is the best way.

The Tsar glanced at the gift list and nodded lightly, "Tell me."

"Your apprentice, Moyus, was killed by the Federalists in Kacciltham."

"Is Moyus dead?" The Tsar frowned, but was not as angry as Castro imagined, just a little surprised.

Castro nodded, and he was prepared for the coldness of the Tsar, so he left behind the news that had been prepared for more than a month: "Yes, Moyus died bravely. In order to protect me, he would not retreat from the golden slabs that he would offer to the Tsar, but..."

boom!

Before Castro finished his performance, a huge force lifted him up from the ground. He was hanging in the air, facing the Tsar's fire-like eyes, "What did you say! Golden Slate? Where!"

Castro shouted in surprise and lies: "Yes, Lord Tsar, that is to be dedicated to you, but now, the golden slab is in Kacciltane!"

A hint of pride flashed in his eyes. He used a knife to kill people. If it was not easy to use, it would be easy to use.

"Haha, do you want to use my hands to get rid of your enemies?"

The tsar's greedy eyes were full of danger. Castro was the lord and was still stable at this time, "Sir, that is our common enemy!"

After a moment, Nanye Selekate smiled, pointed to the gift list written on the scroll and said, "Very good, you respect me, I will satisfy you. Take me the things on it first, and find me ten beauties first."

Castro breathed a long breath from his throat. He knew that the noble status of the Great Lord saved his life again. Even the Tsar did not want to completely fall out with the powerful Tutankhamun royal family, but Kacciltan was over. No one could resist the Tsar's attack, even that strange little bald head would not do!

At the holy land, with Solomon and others entering the venue, a burst of applause rang out in the stands, and there were more chattering discussions.

Scarlett has been out for half a year but has not returned. The surprise when he first entered the Holy City has actually been diluted in the hearts of many people, but Solomon has been in the limelight recently.

The first predator among the newcomers to advance to the dimension, and used his own strength to reverse the impression and strategy of the senior leaders of the Holy City on the empire. Less than two months after the novice period, more than 100 imperial people were temporarily arranged to enter the Holy City. Whether ordinary apprentices or saints, they may not understand the meaning of this, but anyone who cares about the policy trends of the senior leaders of the Holy City knows that such a method is truly a world-class.

You can say that he is lucky, or that this is just a general trend, but it is undeniable that Solomon completed what countless generations of decision makers in the Earth Empire wanted to do but did not do, and that with such efficiency was completed so quietly that most people did not even realize what kind of ability this was.

It has to be said that Solomon has firmly settled in the top newcomer, and even Caroline, who is the most popular, cannot compete. This is not an evaluation from the outside world, but that even their own people are not confident enough in this. Otherwise, they would not have created a Gui Hao to share Caroline's pressure. I wonder if Stuart regrets this deal. Without Solomon, Caroline would definitely be unique in the Holy Land, greatly enhancing Stuart's influence, and now everything is in vain.

But this can only represent Solomon's ability. In the stands, except for the few people who came from the Phantom Brigade he joined, as well as some dimension people and aliens who did not feel the distinction between the Imperial Federation, most of the others here are federal people, so it is natural that they do not give face.

Nepil has been looking at it very carefully. If Mo Wen is as heavy as a mountain, then Wang Chong is as deep as the sea, while Solomon is as unsure as the wind.

"Senior, what do you think of this person?" Grey seemed to be quite interested in Solomon, and he was rarely interested in outsiders.

"What?" Wang Chong was completely absent-minded. He suddenly received a message from Lan Daier, who warned Wang Jin to play well, saying that she brought a mysterious beauty and stared at him in the stands, but she had already blown him in front. If she performed poorly, she would go back to the insect banquet X5 to serve him.

The insect banquet X5... Even if Wang Chong heard this, he couldn't help but shivering. What kind of beauty is so mysterious? Student Wang was busy looking for the beautiful image in the vast crowd of people in the stands, but he didn't notice any Solomon at all.

"I want to hear what my senior thinks of Solomon." Grey smiled. Only Wang Chong was so careless about this challenge.

"It's not good to have too many spectators." Wang Chong sighed, scratched his head, and decided to give up, "By the way, what did you say just now, Solomon, I don't have any opinion, well, it's quite handsome."

"…… uh, no, nothing," even Gray was a little amused: "I'm calling my name..."

"Yeah! Come on!" Wang Chong waved his fist at him.

At this time, most of the champions had already taken the seat, Solomon, Caroline, Wilder Alexander, Vladimir... The cheers in the stands have never stopped since Caroline. Compared with the strongly rising empires, whether it is Caroline or Wilder, as the dimensional people, their mass foundation in the Holy City is never comparable to that of Solomon. This is also the basis that the ten major families rely most when fighting against the powerful "invasion" of the empire. Even Vladimir, who was under the limelight, and even Grey and Nepier, received a lot of cheers and applause, but the next one...

"Wang Chong!"

The scene was quiet for a moment. To be honest, the scene that was originally noisy was so quiet, it really had a bit of a turtle-like smell. Even Caroline greeted the whole audience without this effect at all.

Immediately afterwards, there were swearing curses sounded in the stands: "Wang Chong, why don't you get rid of the shit!"

"Mi pays money! Mui is the pig!"

"A stupid pig!"

At first glance, it sounds like the accent of the alien race, with a very unstandard pronunciation and a very lack of swearing words. Although the alien race has been integrated with humans in the Holy City for a long time, the exquisite language and culture of humans have always been unable to grasp the essence of it, which seems much more difficult for them than practicing.

Although this kind of appearance does not affect the challenge, it looks not very exciting after all, which makes Sharmi, Mo Ling and others in the stands sigh secretly, and they are even less capable and have not even passed the promotion match.

Ji Mengli in the stands was a little stunned. Who is this? Can a newcomer make such a big noise? It seems that it is definitely not just because of the last experiment accident. What kind of thing did this guy do that hurt the world? Not to mention Ji Mengli, even Lan Daier, who has a certain understanding and guess about Wang Chong's external reputation, was sweating.

Wang Chong himself looked heartless and heartless, and even made people feel that he still wanted to eat a bean paste bun or something. Faced with the ridicule, he not only sat in his position as the champion, but even waved to the stands very seriously, as if he was thanking everyone for their support and support. Everyone shouted so loudly and thanked them for their hard work.

Swipe it! Is this the action that a ridiculed person should have?

A large group of low-level novices who followed the trend and continued to spray their youth in the stands afterwards. But if they think they are a little more advanced, they feel a little depressed. As a professional troll, they can't stir up any troubles on the other party. This is so purely a rebound effect...

"This Wang Chong..." Tiweilan couldn't help laughing. She was still so big. In essence, Wang Chong became a target for newcomers to vent their negative emotions such as timidity, unknown, and confusion. In this way, everyone can find a sense of existence.

Tiweilan's magic statue is not powerful. Many people think that she will sink into the holy city after entering the holy city, but she is the orthodox heir of the Xiye family. The bloodline of the dragon clan gives her another starting point in the holy city. The direction of the bloodline practitioner's cultivation is not much the same as that of ordinary soul cultivators. Although it is manifested that they all reach the peak of heroic souls first and then seek to break through the shackles of heaven and earth, the bloodline practitioners do not rely much on the magic statue, or they themselves are magic statues, just like Grey.

There is a saying that bloodlines will not show the most extreme masters. The fighting style and talent expression determine their upper limit, but at the same time, this limitation also determines their lower limit. Almost every true bloodline heir has always been at the forefront of the same level. As the most stable master, he has never fallen out of the first echelon.

So for the past six months after entering the Holy City, she has been in seclusion and has not gone to the Luwu Hall course. She is just undergoing the blood transformation of a senior of a family in the Holy City. Of course, it is not yet the stage of transformation, and it is only further inspiration, but the aura emitted from her at this time is completely different from before.

"It's still the same as when I was on CHF." She smiled and remembered a memory that was not long ago.

"The mentality is OK, but this is a challenge, it depends on strength."

"Do you think so?" Caroline, the only sitting person, just smiled slightly. Although there was no subsequent text, it always made people feel that there was something in their words.

Her Tianxun was open at this time, with an account and a small discussion group. There were not many people in it, only Gui Hao and Vladimir. Three of them were from the ten major families, representing the Federation. Everyone’s goal in this challenge was very clear, which was to maintain the prestige of the Federation. They would never give Solomon a chance. After this period, everyone also felt that Solomon was a poisonous snake and made big moves silently. Who knew what he would do in this challenge?

Have to be careful!

"Gui Hao, pay attention to the status of Vladimir and me. If someone challenges one after another, you can arrange your subordinates to be responsible for the middle rescue according to the situation and slow down for us. The identities of your people are not that conspicuous."

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Gui Hao smiled in Tianxun.

“………”

"Wang Chong is mine." Gui Hao's voice was cold and direct: "You can do the rest yourself. I don't care, and I don't bother with it."

"You are going to ignore the family's arrangements?"

"Shut up, you are not qualified to order me." Gui Hao sneered: "What family arrangements are? Whoever wins, whoever makes sense! The old people in the family will understand. Even if I ignore their requests, what do you think they will do to me?"

Caroline just smiled slightly and kicked Gui Hao out of the discussion group. She could no longer bear this guy who couldn't see the situation clearly.

"I've been in bed for half a year, my temper has not changed." Vladimir's voice rang out at this time, with a little smile.
To be continued...