Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

Three days passed in the blink of an eye as everyone waited.

During these three days, more and more strong men gathered in the Skeleton Mountain Range.

Later, even in the middle of the night, the area around the mountain range was still bustling with people, and the noise went straight to the sky.

Some small-scale battles were also common, and everyone was used to it.

During this period, Wei Yang and his companions spent the time quietly on the top of the mountain.

They did not disturb others, nor were they disturbed by others.

The leisurely look was undoubtedly much better than the hot and violent environment that could be seen from time to time in the mountains.

As time passed, the twisted space seal above the center of the mountain range became increasingly faint.

Obviously, the space seal that had existed for countless years was about to disappear.

As the seal faded, the atmosphere in the entire mountain range became extremely agitated.

Under the temptation of the ancient ruins, it seemed that many people's mentality had become much more irritable, and a little friction would escalate into a desperate battle in an instant.

According to the speed at which the seal fades, in two days at most, the space seal will disappear.

And by then, the ancient ruins that have existed for countless years will reappear in the world.

The night is as cold as water.

The cold moonlight pours down from the sky, shining on the brightly lit mountains.

It also coats this sea of ​​bones with a light silver color.

On the periphery of the sea of ​​bones, in a secluded valley, many buildings stand in a row.

This is the camp of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan.

In the deepest part of the valley, in a rather simple small wooden building.

On the bamboo couch, there is a cushion, and an old man in gray clothes sits cross-legged quietly on it, breathing in and out.

The whole person's breath seems to be there and not there, but there is a faint cold breath on his body.

On the surrounding floor, there is a thin layer of frost, and wisps of cold fog linger.

After a long time, the old man in gray slowly opened his gloomy eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of cold air.

He looked through the half-open window at the noisy mountains in the distance, with a hint of coldness and anger in his eyes.

"Damn it, damn it!" The old man in gray gnashed his teeth and cursed, looking unhappy.

The ancient ruins appeared in the territory of their Nine Nether Earth Python Clan, but they could not monopolize it. They were forced to share it with so many people. How could he not be angry?

Seeing more and more people, the old man in gray really wanted to go out and kill them all, and then drive them all away.

Unfortunately, it was just a thought.

Even the Nine Nether Earth Clan, one of the three major tribes of Warcraft, could not monopolize this ancient ruins.

In this case, if they dared to offend the public, they would be attacked by the crowd.

Therefore, knowing that they could not stop it, they simply let it go completely.

After taking a deep breath, the old man in gray suppressed the anger rising in his heart and closed his eyes again, pretending to see nothing.

The room gradually returned to silence.

Whoosh~

Just then, the space was slightly fluctuating, and a subtle sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded quietly in the night.

Although the sound was subtle, it was still noticed by the old man in gray. He frowned, and wanted to open his eyelids while trembling.

But at this moment, a black shadow, like a night owl in the dark night, suddenly pounced out of the darkness and rushed into the room from the half-open window.

The old man in gray suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The breath in his body surged up like a latent volcano.

At the same time, a trace of astonishment flashed through the depths of the old man in gray.

At this moment, he discovered that the black shadow that suddenly attacked his room was slightly petite, and the concave and convex curves that were vaguely visible under the wide robe showed the other party's background, which was actually a woman.

In the shadow of the cloak, the cloak fluttered because of the flying, revealing half of the face, which was a fair and beautiful face.

So young! ?

It was said that it was late, and it was fast. When the gray-clothed old man turned his mind, two green flowers strangely lit up in the shadow of the cloak.

A pair of beautiful and strange pupils lit up, and suddenly burst out with a strange green light.

The green light flashed and instantly reflected on the face of the gray-clothed old man.

"You." When the light shone over, the gray-clothed old man felt his vision blurred, and even his mind was a little trance.

The momentum that burst out on his body was also instantly restrained.

In a trance, the gray-clothed old man's face showed a struggle, as if he wanted to resist.

But as his will gradually sank, his entire consciousness also slowly fell into darkness.

Soon, the gray-clothed old man's eyelids drooped, and his soul fell into a deep sleep.

"So smoothly subdued a high-level Dou Zun?" Seeing this scene, the black shadow covered in a cloak was also slightly startled, and a subtle and slightly surprised voice sounded.

She was originally preparing to increase her strength, and this is the end?

After all, he is also a high-level Dou Zun, this resistance is a little weak, right?

But the strange connection established with the other party clearly told her that all this was true.

The black shadow gathered his thoughts, stretched out his jade hand from his wide sleeves, and aimed at the gray-clothed old man.

As the green light flashed and the space fluctuated slightly, the figure of the gray-clothed old man suddenly disappeared strangely.

The shadow listened carefully to the surrounding movements, then rushed out of the wooden building, flashed, and disappeared into the vast mountains in a few flashes. With the help of the cover of the night, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The next day, people found it strange that the strong men of the Nine Nether Earth Python Clan seemed a little irritable.

They kept checking and searching around the mountains, as if they were looking for something.

This scene immediately made the already restless atmosphere a little tense.

But this atmosphere did not last long. In the afternoon, a piece of news came out from nowhere, causing an uproar.

It is said that last night, the Nine Nether Earth Python Clan was attacked by a mysterious strong man of unknown origin. That's not all. They also lost two Dou Zun strong men, one six-star peak and one seven-star.

As soon as this news came out, everyone was shocked.

I almost thought it was a joke.

A six-star peak Dou Zun and a seven-star Dou Zun. Missing?

Are you afraid you are not here to make fun of me?

That's Dou Zun!

And not just an ordinary Dou Zun, but a top-level mid-level and a high-level Dou Zun!

Missing? !

But when everyone saw that the strong men of the Nine Nether Earth Python clan were frantically looking for the murderer everywhere, they had to accept this news that seemed to make people feel a little ridiculous.

Moreover, it is said that these two Dou Zun were sent by the Nine Nether Earth Python clan to take charge of the affairs of the ancient ruins.

But they were killed in one night, and there was no sound of fighting during the whole process.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Some people's eyes became quite interesting.

There's something.

Could it be that the legendary Saint-level boss took action?

The matter was a hot topic for a while.

Many people were curious and guessed who the person who took action was.

He actually dared to take action against the local snake like the Nine Nether Earth Python in the Beast Domain. This is really a move on the head of the emperor.

Being one of the three major tribes in the Warcraft world is enough to show the strength of the Nine Nether Earth Python Clan.

In addition, this is their territory, as the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake.

Here, even the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan, which is also one of the three tribes, has to give the Nine Nether Earth Python Clan some face.

Moreover, this tribe has always been famous for its large number of snakes and is very difficult to deal with.

Unless it is really hot-headed, no one will easily choose to offend them here.

In this slightly tense atmosphere.

Time continues to pass slowly, without stopping at anyone's will.

The sea of ​​people in the Skeleton Mountain Range is still doubling in number.

The noise is also rising to the sky.

Countless people are waiting, waiting for the opening of the ancient ruins.

And under this much-anticipated expectation, two days passed like quicksand between fingers.