"You!"
Being scolded by a martial artist, Hong Mo's expression instantly turned ugly.
However.
Just as Hong Mo was about to flare up, Ning Yue patted his shoulder, signaling him not to get angry.
Although Ning Yue was also very dissatisfied with the attitude of the green-clothed martial artist and the green-clothed martial artist, it was not good to start a conflict before he figured out the situation.
After all, the Dark Emperor and his parents were all in Tian Xing City, so Ning Yue could not joke around with their safety.
"We are from Tian Xing City." Ning Yue replied.
"People from Tian Xing City?"
The green-clothed martial artist raised his brows and said sinisterly: "If you say you are from Tian Xing City, then you are from Tian Xing City? Take out the evidence. If you don't take out the evidence today, no one can leave! "
"This should be considered as evidence."
Ning Yue had already expected that the green-clothed martial artist would make things difficult for him, so with a flick of his wrist, he took out the Water Moon Alliance's core disciple token and threw it out.
Pa!
The green-clothed martial artist caught the token and looked at it before casually throwing it on the ground.
Ding!
When the token came into contact with the ground, it let out a crisp sound.
"This can't be considered evidence."
The green-clothed martial artist shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "I'll give you one more chance. If you can't take out the evidence, I can only beat you up."
Towards the green-clothed martial artist's difficulties, the other two young martial artists crossed their arms in front of their chests and stared at Ning Yue and Hong Mo with interest, as if they were watching a show.
"Humph!"
Ning Yue finally couldn't take it anymore.
He snorted coldly and took a step forward. He clenched his right hand into a fist and suddenly punched the green-clothed martial artist's chest.
Bang!
In an instant.
The green-clothed martial artist was knocked back and fell heavily to the ground.
Ka-cha! Ka-cha!
A crisp sound rang out.
Several of the green-clothed martial artist's ribs were broken on the spot.
"You're courting death!"
When the other two martial artists saw that the green-clothed martial artist had been defeated, they were enraged and roared as they charged at Ning Yue.
Bang! Bang!
However.
This time, Ning Yue did not make a move. The one who made a move was the Red Devil.
The Red Fiend rushed out and kicked twice.
In an instant, the two martial artists were kicked in the chest.
"Bring it to the Heavenly Star Plaza!"
Ning Yue stomped on the ground, his body turned into an afterimage, and disappeared.
The Red Fiend grabbed the three warriors who were like dead dogs and followed closely behind Ning Yue.
Meanwhile.
Heavenly Star Plaza, on top of the three huge arenas.
The arena was already packed with people.
The only difference was that the people on the three arenas were clearly different.
Peerless immortals and above were assigned to the leftmost ring.
Cultivators between the virtual immortal and peerless immortal realms were in the middle of the arena.
Martial artists between the Ancestral Immortal and Virtual Immortal realms were on the right side of the arena.
In the attic, there were more than a dozen martial artists in their twenties or thirties.
As for the other warriors, they all stayed in the square.
"The alliance formed by these superior weaves is truly weak."
At the head of the attic, a young martial artist dressed in embroidered robes scanned the three arenas. "Not even a single Saint Immortal has appeared."
To the left of the cultivator in embroidered robes, a martial artist with a scar on his forehead pursed his lips and said disdainfully, "I thought I could get something out of this. Who would've thought that I wouldn't even get a fart out of it?"
To the right of the cultivator in embroidered robes, a beautiful woman said, "How great is the difference between superior and superior weaves? The alliance formed by the superior weaves is nothing compared to the superior weaves. In my opinion, the purpose of their existence is to be cannon fodder for us superior weaves. "
"Hehe, I agree."
The scarred martial artist chuckled. "If we capture more martial artists as cannon fodder this time, we'll have fewer casualties in the Tyrant Weave."
"Scar."
At that moment.
The cultivator in embroidered robes pointed at the Aquaselenic Fairy on the left arena. "Go and bring that woman over."
"You have a good eye, young lord."
The scarred martial artist gave the cultivator in embroidered robes a thumbs up. Then, his figure flashed and he rushed to the arena on the left.
Seeing the scarred martial artist rushing over, the expressions of the Killer God's Son and the Brilliant Void Alliance Master changed drastically.
They knew the scarred martial artist's intentions very well, but at that moment, they had already been crippled of their cultivation and could not exert any strength at all.
"Tsk tsk, this little girl is indeed devastatingly beautiful."
The scarred martial artist quickly arrived at the arena.
He first stared at the Aquaselenic Fairy, then the corners of his mouth curled up. He smiled evilly. "You're lucky. If you follow our young lord, you'll definitely have a good life and do whatever you want."
"Ptui!"
The Aquaselenic Fairy used all her strength to spit and said fiercely, "Even if I die, I'll never compromise!"
"Die?"
The scarred martial artist easily dodged the Aquaselenic Fairy's spit and said sinisterly, "In front of me, you don't even have the right to die."
Slap!
As soon as he finished speaking.
The scarred martial artist grabbed the Aquaselenic Fairy's shoulder and flew toward the attic.
Very quickly, the scarred martial artist brought the Aquaselenic Fairy to the attic.
"Not bad."
The embroidered robed martial artist's eyes wandered around the Aquaselenic Fairy's body for a while, then nodded in satisfaction and said, "I didn't expect to find ice crystals here."
"Ice crystals?"
The scarred martial artist's eyes widened as he pointed at the Aquaselenic Fairy and said in surprise, "Gudong, young master, you said she's an ice crystal?"
While they were talking …
The scarred martial artist couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
The reason why the scarred martial artist lost his composure when he heard that the Aquaselenic Fairy was an ice crystal was because the ice crystal was extremely special.
Using an ice crystal as a cauldron could double one's talent!
How terrifying would it be to double one's talent?
"Humph!" Isn't it just an ice crystal? "
At the side, the beautiful woman coldly snorted and said sourly, "I still have the Cold Poison Body."
Pfft!
Hearing the beautiful woman's words, the scarred martial artist laughed out loud.
The Cold Poison Body was comparable to the ice crystal?
The difference between the two was worlds apart!
"All of you, shut up!"
The embroidered robed martial artist's face turned cold as he said in a low voice, "Go and put all the ancestral immortal and above martial artists into the space treasures. In three hours, we will head to the other upper tier territory alliance."
"We will complete the mission!"
The dozen martial artists in the pavilion all patted their chests and promised.
Huala!
Next.
These martial artists all took their space treasures and rushed out.
As for the embroidered robed martial artist, he looked at the Aquaselenic Fairy sinisterly and smiled faintly, "Be my cauldron and cooperate with me. After it is done, I can spare your life."
"Don't even think about it!"
The Aquaselenic Fairy said angrily.
The Aquaselenic Fairy knew what a cauldron meant.
To make her the cauldron of the embroidered robed martial artist?
Unless he killed her!
"In front of me, it's not up to you."
The embroidered robed martial artist shook his wrist and took out the cauldron.
Weng weng!
With a thought, the cauldron gradually grew larger.
"Go in."
The embroidered robed martial artist grabbed the Aquaselenic Fairy and threw her into the cauldron.
"I will let you enjoy the Joyful Reunion Powder in the cauldron first, then I will go in."
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