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"They really won't meet until they're enemies!" Ling Yun squinted, and said with an ice-cold voice.

He could vaguely see more than a dozen figures on top of a small hill. Some wore blood-red robes, while some wore strange black robes. It was obvious that they belonged to two different forces.

Amongst the many powers that had entered the ruins, who else would be dressed in such uniform other than the Dark Moon Palace that was famous for its evilness and evilness and the Earth Evil Sect that was famous for its fiendish aura?

"They actually gathered together!" Ling Tian frowned, a cold look flashing past his eyes.

"So what?"

Qin Feng snorted coldly, his voice ice cold. Clenching his hand in the air, a resounding dragon's roar sounded out, and a dragonlance covered in dense and solid scales that flickered with a metallic luster appeared in his hand. His body released a dark red spirit energy, revealing his killing intent.

"Ling Yun, I never thought that you all would still be alive!"

A cold voice came from far away. A young man who had a golden pattern on his sleeve robe stepped forward and looked at him coldly. His voice was filled with killing intent.

This young man was Jun Yue, the person who had a huge grudge against Ling Yun, the grandson of Earth Evil Sect's Sect Master Jun Moran. It was rumored that he would be the future successor to the position of Earth Evil Sect.

"Even if you die, we will still live well." Before Ling Yun could speak, Qin Feng sneered and went against him.

"Is that so?" Jun Yue sneered, a trace of inexplicable ridicule flashed past his eyes, "When we meet in the ruins, I hope you can still be this arrogant! "Let's go!"

After he finished speaking, he led the few people from Earth Evil Sect towards the Trade Town.

The people of Dark Moon Palace also sneered, and made a provocative throat slitting motion towards them, then followed along.

Seeing them leave, Ling Yun revealed a pensive look, his eyes turning serious.

It seemed that Jun Yue and the rest had also obtained this opportunity in the ruins, and their cultivation had risen sharply, which was why they were so confident in themselves.

Of course, he had never thought that they were the only ones who had obtained a lucky chance in the ruins. Although their lucky chances were not small, but the truth was that they didn't have much of an impact on the current situation, and the increase in strength wasn't that obvious.

The inheritance outside the ancient battlefield was different. It should have a strength inheritance. He wouldn't be too surprised if someone's cultivation reached the Martial Emperor realm or even the consummate stage.

Ling Yun looked around and vaguely saw a figure flashing. He snorted, unaware that someone was preparing to watch a good show, the corners of his mouth hooked up into a cold smile, but he did not make any further movements.

There was such a curious person in the world, and he couldn't stop it no matter what. Besides, it was someone else's freedom.

With a light wave of his hand, he retracted his aura and walked in the direction of the Trade Town, saying indifferently: "Let's go! Meet up with the others first. "

At this time, it had been a few days since the various powers gathered all the people in the ruins, and there were already people rushing over from all directions. With the whistling of spiritual energy, they entered the trading town, making it particularly rowdy and lively.

Ling Yun and the rest stood outside the small town, looking at the figures who were rushing in, they took a deep breath, and just as they were about to enter, the surrounding Spirit Qi suddenly erupted, and a gigantic hand made of Spirit Qi suddenly appeared. purple cloud, seemed like a dream, it looked extremely beautiful.

But right now, it was slamming down towards Ling Yun and the others with a majestic aura. Looking at its posture, it did not have the slightest bit of mercy, as though it wanted to smash them into meat paste.