Tang Song's 50th son, the Wolf Lord, thought flashed in his eyes, and he was speculating on the situation of the fight.

"From the two consecutive days of fighting notice, it is completely certain that the situation at that time: three gold walkers must have descended to the same small sect."

"Then... one of the gold walkers used his status and background to kill two other unlucky guys."

"I can only say that luck is too important to us, Daqian Walkers."

"Some people are at the end of their lives when they are born - for example, the two of us, if we change our lives slightly, we can win perfectly from dozens of heirs, and it is easy to get the S-level score."

"However, some unlucky guys... have been sent forever!"

For Tang Song's words.

Xiao Canxin agreed and focused on the key points.

"These two kills were purely because of the person's luck. But if the luck is good, can he be better than the two of us?

We started by flying dragon riding the face! It was only one step away from a complete victory!"

"This simulation, we will definitely win a great victory! The advantage lies in us!"

Said.

Xiao Can and Tang Song laughed.

Then he began to enjoy eating and drinking, and no longer paid attention to the battle notice.

...

The same moment.

In the Shura Hall closest to the Dragon and Snake Sect.

As the hall master's personal disciple, Chen Jie frowned into the character Sichuan, and his eyes were filled with a bright and destructive light.

The two consecutive battle notices made his expression quite complicated.

The first time was a coincidence.

Is the second coincidence?

Chen Jie couldn't help but suspicion.

But I thought about it for a while.

Chen Jie smiled relieved.

"What else can it be except coincidence? It's just seven years. All the gold walkers are still mature and can only kill people with the help of external forces."

"For two consecutive days, the dead gold walkers must be three gold walkers who came to the same sphere of influence... and were killed by the lucky boy."

"There are too many coincidences in this kind of killing. There is nothing to worry about!"

"It's just this lucky guy who killed two gold walkers.

Have you become rich? Two gold walkers can plunder tens of millions of walking points!

Even if he returns immediately after breaking through the limits of his life, he will make a fortune!"

Chen Jie gritted his teeth, and the envious light in his eyes was extremely strong.

His thinking has gone astray.

From the start of surprise and shock, it turned into envy, jealousy and hatred.

"Damn it, why didn't it come to me?"

"I am the personal disciple of the Lord of the Cultivation Palace. If those two unlucky guys come within my sphere of influence, wouldn't this ten million be mine?"

Chen Jie gritted his teeth and his eyes were red.

"But, which side of the Golden Walker is dead? If it were our Jianghu Sect... two tiger generals in a row will inevitably fall into a weak position in the future."

"If the one who died was an academic, then take off."

Chen Jie really wants to know who died.

Unfortunately...there is insufficient intelligence.

There is no way to guess.

I could only shake my head and give up guessing.

"No matter so many, I'm not a bad guy anyway. I just need to develop safely under the protection of the Palace Master!"

"It's impossible. The Lord of Shura Palace will be killed tomorrow!"

Chen Jie hummed and smiled.

...

at the same time.

The remaining five academic gold walkers were all in deep thought.

But after thinking about it carefully, they calmed down.

"Just luck. If you die like this in the early stage, you can only say that those two guys are unlucky."

The gold walkers all use their own knowledge to understand these two battles.

Their imagination.

It is not enough to make them imagine Lin Qiye's toughness.

Even if they are experienced and experienced.

It is absolutely impossible to imagine that Lin Qiye will possess the "Daozang Jue"!

Even more than imagined, Lin Qiye could practice to a half-step Nascent Soul at the age of seven!

then.

After a brief shock, they were calmer than the other.

certainly.

Lin Qiye really hopes that they don’t take it seriously!

In that case, they won't run away early.

now.

Lin Qiye was afraid that Chen Jie would run away early.

Just as lightning was rushing towards the Shura Palace.

...

The next day.

The sun is rising, and the colorful clouds are rising.

Lin Qiye was hovering quietly in the void, with cold facial features and looking at Shura Hall not far away.

Shura Palace is a sect with extremely picturesque style.

Inside and outside the sect, there are millions of giant sculptures of ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, etc.

Dozens of ghosts, grinning, bloody and bloody tongue, fierce and violent, and rich red light and evil spirits flow on the surface of the sculpture.

It seems to have life.

It is said.

The cultivators in the Shura Palace use their own blood to induce secret techniques and sacrifice sculptures every month, thereby obtaining blessings from the Shura God.

This mysterious sacrifice makes every sculpture have a strange and strange magnetic field.

They turned the spiritual energy near the Shura Palace into Yin energy, which benefited the monks of the Shura Palace.

but.

In Lin Qiye's opinion, the secret method is just a cover.

What really works is the body of the lucky golden dragon.

That is the luck of the human race!

They have achieved today's prosperity through the luck of the devouring human race and parasitics!

This is the thought.

Lin Qiye's eyes were extremely cold.

"From now on, the Shura Palace will no longer exist. Take the secret technique and go to hell to practice!"

The words fell.

Among Lin Qiye's wings, thousands of thunder white jade dragons emitting strange energy suddenly opened their eyes and stared at the millions of sculptures below.

In an instant.

A sudden change occurred!
To be continued...