In the early morning of midnight, fluorescent light bloomed in the woods, light and dark, soft and dazzling, with subtle changes in color.

A handsome and strong man sat on a stone, barbecuing a golden scorpion that was five or six meters long. He was imposing, with a tall body, strong legs, tangled arms, and raised strong chest muscles. His whole body exuded a mysterious masculine temperament, full of explosive power. His face was hard and cold, his eyes were like torches, and his eyes shone with sharp light.

Unforgettable!

Five bright lights floated around him, blooming in a regular cycle, dispelling the darkness and dyeing the woods mysterious light and shadows. They are five crystal balls, the size of fists, dancing around the man, as if something was sealed inside, and there was a faint sound coming out through the crystal ball and spreading in the dark night.

"Come out, friend?" The man's voice was low, breaking off one of the thick legs of the golden scorpion, nearly one meter long, emitting steam and endless golden light. He snapped it, and there was half-cooked gravy inside. He put it beside his mouth and sucked it hard, closed his eyes and enjoyed it intoxicatedly.

Qin Ming walked out of the darkness, had already restrained his golden wings, and observed the five floating bright lights.

"Where did the friend come from?" The man broke off his golden leg and threw it to Qin Ming.

"North, near the sea." Qin Ming caught the golden legs, and was not polite. He sucked half of the gravy in his mouth. It was mellow and delicious, smooth and not greasy. This should be a spiritual demon comparable to the eighth and nineth level of Xuanwu Realm. It was easily solved by the man. There was no scar on his body. It could be seen that he was a fierce man.

"The casual cultivator in the north? It shouldn't be the Jinpeng Dynasty."

"How did you see it?"

"Those proud guys spoke silently when they met. It was the Jinpeng Dynasty. It seemed that they were the only one in the world. "The man was very disdainful, as if he had a prejudice against the Jinpeng Dynasty. He glanced at Qin Ming's bloodstains: "Who was injured? Or was he attacked by the spirit demon?"

Qin Ming shrugged and didn't explain much.

Lu Jiuye said embarrassedly: "I allow you to spend the night next to you, but this night, don't follow me after dawn tomorrow."

This man still has a desire to protect himself? Qin Ming felt relieved: "My surname is Qin."

"The surname is Lu, and his name is Jiuye." The man reported his own name.

Qin Ming sat opposite Lu Jiuye and tasted the gravy of the golden scorpion: "It is rare to see spiritual demons in this mountain forest."

"As long as you are willing to look for it, you can always find it." Lu Jiuye was powerful and steady, with a low voice, but very indifferent. He obviously did not intend to say more to Qin Ming.

Are you a casual cultivator? Or a disciple of a hidden powerful man? It doesn’t matter!

People in the world say that the disciples of hidden powerhouses are mysterious and dangerous, and they cannot be easily provoked. They may lead to the old monsters behind him. But in Lu Jiuye's eyes, whether they provoke or kill them does not depend on the elusiveness of the hidden monsters, but on whether your own background is strong enough. If your family is so strong that even the royal family of the dynasty needs to rely on and respect, who dares to be arrogant? No matter what the origin of those hidden monsters are, in front of the top aristocratic clans of the dynasty, they are dragons and tigers.

Moreover, if those old monsters can be strong enough to challenge the dynasty, what else is there to hide?

The so-called hidden world is nothing more than fear of death.

It’s not that Lu Jiuye was not prepared, but that he did not regard Qin Ming as a threat.

At first glance, Qin Ming was very experienced from his eyes to his appearance. He was wary of being indifferent and looked very relaxed when he walked. In fact, he was ready to go and could fight at any time. Such a person was obviously very dangerous and was a man of many battles. Lu Jiuye could see through it at first glance, but he did not regard Qin Ming as a threat.

If you can do this in Qin Ming, you must have experienced a lot and experienced a lot. You should be twenty years old, and you almost exceed the age limit of the Battle of Kings. You will reach the eighth level of Xuanwu Realm at the age of twenty. Hum, it's not so good.

"Brother Lu, how long has it been since Wanjie Mountain?"

"After tonight, eight days."

“Have been nearby lately?”

"Let's walk around and find a few people to practice." Lu Jiuye has already lost three trialists in a row. He has to admit that the wandering trialists here are very outstanding in terms of combat experience, exquisite martial arts, spiritual power display and weapons. They can usually only be encountered in the top rookies of their "Glorious Dynasty". Although Lu Jiuye has defeated three trialists, they all win. If he really wants to fight to the death, he can only guarantee undefeated, but he cannot guarantee unsuccessful retreat. Of course, he has the most secret killing moves, which must be left until the battle of the King's title.

"I wonder if Brother Lu has seen a black phoenix?"

"Black Phoenix?" Lu Jiuye finally got a little interested and looked at Qin Ming: "Is there a black Phoenix in Wanjie Mountain? An adult body or a juvenile body?"

"Young body can speak people's words."

"Where have you seen it?" Lu Jiuye asked back. There was actually a young black phoenix in Wanjie Mountain? It was a blessing!

"I'm separated from it." Qin Ming smiled faintly.

"your?"

"Yes."

Haha, bragging, I'm going to run around the mountain after being killed. Lu Jiuye pulled the corner of his mouth disdainfully, broke off a piece of long legs, and sucked the gravy inside: "How many days have you been here?"

“Today is the first day.”

"Is it so injured on the first day?" Lu Jiuye shook his head. Could it be that this was from a remote countryside. He thought that he had entered the seventh level of heaven before he was twenty years old, and he was the best in the world, so he came to Wanjie Mountain to challenge him, but he didn't know that anyone who came here was the top genius.

"I encountered some accident and fell into a coma for a long time."

"The Jinpeng Dynasty controlled the Phantom Spirit Dharma Heaven and released billions of dragon power. I heard that many new generations there had been great opportunities. With the arrogant personality of the Jinpeng Dynasty, they would definitely send all the people who could be sent to Wanjie Mountain to participate in the battle of kingship, so... other dynasties also sent more people, and the strongest geniuses from each kingdom and secret realm, all want to try the strength of the elites of the Jinpeng Dynasty. This year's Wanjie Mountain is more lively and dangerous than in previous years. People who have no real skills may not even be able to get to the Heavenly King Hall." Lu Jiuye intentionally or unintentionally pointed out Qin Ming.

Qin Ming also wanted to ask about Yue Qing and Bai Xiaochun's situation, but looking at Lu Jiuye's appearance, he couldn't seem to ask anything. He ate the golden legs in his hand and stood up to say goodbye.

"You want to leave? Are you not afraid that you will not see the sun in Wanjie Mountain tomorrow? Don't worry, if I really want to kill you, I would have taken action long ago. I told you to stay, and you can do it." Lu Jiuye raised his eyebrows and looked at Qin Ming, with a bit of arrogance in his wildness.

"Thank you for your kindness, I'm going to find someone."

Lu Jiuye waved his hand and did not force him to stay.

But Qin Ming didn't go far before he heard the new battle sounds, but what was clearer was the shrill screams and the woman's laughter echoing intermittently in the dense forest.
Chapter completed!