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The city of thousands of nationalities!

In the center of the city, there is an 18 story Pavilion. Each floor is extremely huge. The 18 floors stand up and plunge into the sky. This is the famous demon emperor tower in the city of ten thousand nationalities. It is said that a demon emperor visited the city of ten thousand nationalities and created it by himself.

However, there is a large open space next to the yaohuang building, where there are frequent battles. If there is a genius who drinks in the yaohuang building, he will go to the center of the ancient city next to him to make a decision on life and death. This situation happens almost every day.

But today, in the center of the ancient city, very quiet, because a figure, silent sit there, within 50 Zhang radius, no one close.

Once beyond this distance, there is a cold and murderous air rushing over.

Just now there was a warrior. He was not happy that he occupied this place. As a result, he was killed by a force without a sound.

This scene made countless people's eyes coagulate fiercely. At least, those who were killed had at least one or two Heaven cultivation accomplishments in respect of martial arts. He didn't do anything at all. He killed him with only one force. What a terrible cultivation.

"I'm waiting for Chu Chen here. If anyone wants to die before him, I'll do it!"

Merciless voice, let people instantly understand his identity, Aoshan, this man is Aoshan, Tianluo Shengzong, the peerless genius, specially for killing Chu Chen.

When his identity was exposed, the warriors who stood around at this time did not dare to act rashly, but even took the initiative to step back. The brilliant achievements of Aoshan have been spread all over the city of thousands of nationalities in recent days. They are well aware of this man's horror, as can be seen from his just shot.

On the ninth floor, near the window, there are two young people, aged 256. One is dressed in a white robe, gentle and elegant, and the other in a red robe. There is a trace of murderous air between the eyebrows. The two drink ancient wine with a detached temperament.

"Yan Feng, what do you think of his accomplishments?" Young man in white, with a trace of smile, asked lightly.

"It's OK. He is still young. He has reached the state of harmony between man and nature. He can barely fight with me." The young man in red named Yanfeng said unintentionally.

However, if someone hears it, he will be scared. Can the friar of tianwu state fight him?

"This person is not so simple. Although some tianwu martial arts practitioners are really vulnerable, this person is not in that category." The young man in white had other opinions, and his eyes fell on Aoshan in the middle of the ancient city.

"Oh?" Yan Feng does not seem to understand, according to the normal, they do not look up to the people, the man in white, even more can not see on, why there are different views at this time.

"I felt a strange smell in him." The young man in white slowly spit out a way, his eyes are like the evolution of stars, blooming a trace of blue brilliance.

The flame wind hears speech, the eye is mercilessly a congealed, raised a head to see a white dress man: "really so fierce?"

The man in white took a sip of the ancient wine: "have a look. Wu Ming and Emperor evil will all come here in these days. For a while, the city of ten thousand nationalities will not be peaceful. "

"What, Wu Ming and Emperor Xie, will they come?" Yan Feng's face suddenly changed, and a trace of dignified color gushed from the deep of his eyes. Aoshan failed to make Yanfeng change color, but these two people made him react like this.

The young man in white did not speak and nodded gently.

"If they come, the city of peoples will not be peaceful." The flame wind took a deep breath.

After Aoshan stepped into the city of ten thousand nationalities and waited in the center of the city, the city became more and more restless. In the next few days, some people found that other ancient talents also stepped into the city of ten thousand nationalities, and without saying a word, they boarded the demon tower.

However, there are only a few people who can enter the demon emperor building. Since this building was built by the demon emperor, only powerful demon youth have been able to climb the building. If the Terran friars go up, unless they have strong strength, they dare not do it. If their accomplishments are weak and their luck is not good, once they encounter the demon youth's trouble, they are waiting to be abused.

Just today, a foreign genius, who did not know the rules of the demon emperor building, stepped into it directly. Soon, there was a lot of noise coming out of the building. The genius was directly thrown down from the third floor.

"Waste, you still want to climb the demon emperor building, is there no one in the Terran?"

A proud voice came out. On the third floor, a demon youth with high muscles, disdained to spit, and his eyes were full of disdain. After that, he spat down from the third floor and landed on his face exactly that day.

This scene angered many people on the scene, which was considered an insult to the whole Terran. However, no one dared to do it. The genius was defeated. He only went to the third floor and was stopped by the people of the demon clan. It can be seen that there are many masters in the demon Emperor's building. It is not themselves who are insulted, and no one wants to be a leading bird.

Most importantly, none of the people present had the confidence to defeat the demon youth on the third floor, so no one came forward.

"He's a waste, but you don't have to be anything."

At this time, a figure, flying from the sky, crazy and fierce gas, a display of all, straight to the third floor, the demon youth on the third floor, immediately put aside the heart of contempt, looking at the coming figure, the heart can not help but dark: master.After hearing a bang, the crowd did not see how the man who came to fight was able to see the demon youth pedaling on the third floor and stepping back out. The strong impact made the railing he was leaning against cracked. It was this slight obstruction that kept the demon youth from falling.

There was no pride in his face, only endless fear.

The crowd breathed air and looked at the person who made the move one after another. Who is this person? He has terrible strength. One move can defeat the demon youth and make him have no backhand.

"Trash, I'm going to kill you. It's as easy as a piece of cake. Clean your mouth for me!"

The person who made the move left only a background for the public, and could not see his face at all. At this time, he only spoke to the demon youth.

"Thank you for your kindness. You must be Wu Ming. Welcome to the demon emperor building. The reason why I did this to the man just now is that he is not qualified enough. I hope you can understand."

Unexpectedly, the demon youth did not become angry because they were defeated. On the contrary, they said with great respect that strength is respected. This law is the same in the demon clan. Even they respect the strong people more than the human friars. No matter whether they are moral or not, as long as they can make them submit, they have to respect, which is admired by many people.

The man named Wu Mingzhi, after listening to the words of the demon youth, threw off his robe and didn't leave a word. He stepped directly into the demon emperor building.

"Wu Ming, a familiar name..."

After Wu Ming left, people remembered the words of the demon youth just now, the other side called him Wu Ming, and the name was searched all over the mind, and only one person matched it.

Eight years ago, in the city of ten thousand nationalities, a young man named Wu Ming, who was under the age of 18, was killed in one fell swoop on the list of destiny.

People's eyes were suddenly fixed. Just now, Wu Ming, who defeated the demon youth, was it Wu Ming eight years ago?

After careful analysis of the crowd, they felt that it must be so. Wu Ming showed up unexpectedly. Next, there was a good play to watch. He never gave the demon clan face, regardless of your origin, so he would fight if he didn't accept it.

If someone from the demon clan bothers him, Wu Ming will surely be brilliant again today eight years later.

All of a sudden, people's blood rolling up, Wu Ming is a human friar, strong cultivation, all hope that he can sweep the demon clan prestige.