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The crowd's eyes fell on Luo Lao with some fear. Until this moment, no one had the idea of robbing the emperor's animal blood.

Chu Chen's soul power, secretly toward the surrounding cover and go, immediately took back, the corner of the mouth showed a sneer.

Previously, there were dozens of soldiers staring at him, but with the death of kujiu Jue, Han Shuo, and he and the elder, the rest of them took away their bad eyes.

Luo old hand, will those people, all shocked, now no one dares to say to Emperor animal blood, Luo old terrible flame out, ask who is not afraid.

Perhaps, only the strong in the Shenwu state have the strength to fight, but the warriors in this realm will not be interested in the blood of the emperor at this time.

Their target is the map of the tomb of the sage. Now, I'm sure they've got the buyer.

"Let's go. It doesn't mean there won't be one for a while." Luo old light said.

Chu Chen nodded, Luo Lao said very right, not now, does not mean that there will not be a group of strong people to compete for the map of the tomb of the sage, if the dust settled, does not mean that other people will not come to rob the emperor's animal blood.

When Chu Chen and Luo Lao just stepped out of the storm City, they suddenly raised their heads and looked not far away. They saw that there seemed to be a big war, and the extremely powerful yuan force destroyed a large number of buildings.

Immediately from the ruins of the riot, several figures rushed out and flew into the sky. On the body, they radiated the surging yuan power and were in full bloom.

With the help of this yuan force, these figures are floating in the air, like walking on the ground. These accomplishments make Chu Chen's eyes coagulate. The strong one is not weaker than Luo Lao's!

"Map, hand it in!"

Above the sky, a middle-aged man in red robe said in a cold voice, which was like a thunderbolt, which made people in the distance hear it very clearly.

On the left and right sides of the middle-aged red robe, there were two and three people respectively. In a situation of blockade, a middle-aged yellow robed man was trapped in the middle.

Fight for the map of Saint's tomb! Chu Chen's heart a Lin, the middle-aged warrior in yellow robe who was attacked is the one who bought the map of the sage's tomb before, and has the air of despotism.

It's no wonder that not many strong men came for the emperor's animal blood, and as guessed, they all went for the map.

But this just happened, Chu Chen out of danger, even if someone shot, is Luo old can deal with, now, he is safe.

"You see, no matter who gets the map, there will be a battle. That's why I don't bid. The accomplishments of these people are not inferior to mine. Once they get the map, they will become the target of public criticism."

Luo Lao said with a dignified color, staring at the sky in the distance.

Smell speech Chu Chen heart dark surprised, listen to the old Luo said, it is really very dangerous, but, the final hand, must be more than these three people.

He remembers very clearly that there are dozens of people bidding at the black point auction house, and their accomplishments are not weak.

"The so-called master in the riot land is such a villain, who has no Yuan Shi to bid for the baby, but chooses to fight for it, which is disgusting."

He is a middle-aged man in yellow robe, and his face is cold.

"You should know where this is, the land of violence! As long as you have the strength, you can fight for anything. Naturally, we are no exception. I advise you to take the initiative to map. If you choose to fight, as long as we three are enough to kill you. "

"Kill me?" The middle-aged yellow robe sneered, "do you know where I come from?"

"Holy land?" The three men spoke at the same time, with a trace of suspicion.

"Yes, holy land is not comparable to your riot land. If you want to kill me, you three may not be able to." The tone of yellow robe is middle-aged, with a trace of pride.

Holy land, located in the most central area of the mainland, has the highest level of martial arts cultivation. There are many strong people. Both the martial arts practitioners in the Holy Land and the religious sect set up there have a sense of innate superiority, overlooking the four spiritual realms.

In the world of martial arts, no matter the sect, the warrior, the Empire, any aspect, the level of strength and weakness is very obvious. Therefore, the common people also respect the strongest.

The middle-aged yellow robe comes from the holy land, so he has the color of emperor. In his eyes, the place of riot is just a small place, so he has the color of pride and the tone is full of superiority. This attitude is unpleasant.

However, the martial arts in the holy land are generally very strong, because most of the best resources and the best martial arts schools are concentrated in the holy land, and the overall development level is also very high.

"What about the holy land? The riot land doesn't abide by the rules of any region. Stop talking nonsense and hand over the map quickly."

The middle-aged man in the red robe said coldly. Obviously, the threat revealed in the middle-aged words of the yellow robe was of no use to the three.

As the strong in the land of violence, they are not afraid of anyone.

In this place, burning, killing and looting are the eternal keynote. No matter who you are, you can kill them.

"Three of the six strongmen in the land of violence!"

At the moment, at the gate of the city, countless warriors gathered and their eyes fell on the three men who blocked the Yellow robed youth, flashing with horror.There are six strong men in the riot area, guarding the six main cities respectively. At the moment, these three people, three of the six strong men, actually went out together. It seems that they have joined hands to grab the map.

"Luo Lao, who do you think will win the fight?" Chu Chen asked.

"The accomplishments of these three men are the peak of Shenwu state. As for the Yellow robed middle-aged man, his accomplishments have reached the level of respect for martial arts. However, in the early stage, if they master terrible skills again, they are not rivals. Of course, if they also have strong martial arts skills, it is hard to say that once external forces intervene in one side, it will directly affect the war situation."

"Respect martial arts!" Smell speech Chu Chen eyes show a trace of horror color, this realm, too powerful.

"I won't hand in the map, so fight!" Huang Pao middle-aged decisive hand, in mid air into a torrent, toward a person.

"Kill!" At the same time, the three men started the war in the sky, and the fight for the map of the sage's tomb began.

"Back off!" Luo old big hand one grasps, will Chu Chen to lift up, decisively retreat toward the rear.

Just after they left, where they had stood before, they were swept by a shock wave. Some people didn't have time to retreat. After being hit, they vomited blood.

How strong! When Chu Chen's face coagulates, three top martial artists of Shenwu state fight with a strong one of martial arts worshippers. The impact is enough to cause considerable damage.

After the war lasted for a moment, there was still no result. Lao Luo said that the two sides were evenly matched. At this time, if the rest of the people joined the battlefield, the balance would be broken no matter which side they preferred.

Just when Chu Chen just thought like this, three lights suddenly appeared in the storm city and rushed into the air.

"People!"

As soon as people's eyes congealed, these three bursts of light fell on the battlefield, and directly transformed into the real body. They were warriors, and their accomplishments were groundless and terrible.

The other three strong men in the riot area, including the strong one in Fengfeng City, are also the highest among the six, and have reached the level of half step martial arts.

Some people recognized the identity of the new three, and their faces were shocked.

All the six strong men in the land of violence all went out, and the lineup can only be described as "fierce".

The whole void suddenly became violent. The momentum of the sky was like a tornado, causing an extremely terrible shock wave.

The crowd retreated a few tens of feet again. The power generated by these wars was enough to make the martial artists in Lingwu state suffer heavy losses.

"Tyrannical skill!"

In the sky, a trembling sky like voice came out, only a golden gas, tearing open the blockade of six people, straight to the sky above.

In a flash, the incomparably brilliant light makes people's eyes can't be opened, just like a meteorite across the night sky, blooming the ancient stars.

In a trance, the middle-aged body of Huang Pao escaped from the six trapped people and fled towards the distance.

Among the six, a middle-aged man with a strong wind all over his body drank coldly and led five people to chase after the warrior in yellow robe.

He is a strong guard of Fengfeng city. His cultivation is also the highest among the six. He has just joined with two other people and directly brought the situation over.

Now, Huang Pao is defeated in middle age and chooses to flee. However, in this place of riot, how can he escape.