Gravel splashed and dust billowed.
The representatives of the major forces who fell to the ground due to poisoning, were splashed by the gravel, and there were densely packed small wounds on their bodies.
Some representatives of slightly stronger forces came to their senses under the stinging pain.
They wanted to avoid it, but they felt powerless all over their bodies, making them unable to move at all.
"As expected..."
The girl's thoughtful clear voice reached everyone's ears.
Representatives of the major forces hold their last breath and follow their prestige.
Under the lingering of gravel and dust.
They saw a girl in red, still standing on a high platform, looking up at a certain direction of the sky.
It's night clear...
is her.
she's fine.
She wasn't poisoned like they were.
Everyone's hearts were inexplicably peaceful.
As long as the night is still there.
They'll be fine!
For some reason, the other party was obviously only a fifteen-year-old girl, but they had such a strong sense of dependence on this fifteen-year-old girl from birth.
"Whoosh whoosh—"
Accompanied by the splash of gravel, the sound of the ground shaking.
Around the flattened garden, mysterious practitioners in black night clothes sprang out one by one.
One after another, there are at least a hundred people.
The high platform where Ye Qingluo was standing was tightly surrounded.
The thirty or forty people who had fallen on the ground also got up from the ground.
They laughed wildly, walked behind Ye Fengru, and stared at Ye Qingluo with a ruthless face, as if they were looking at the meat on the chopping board.
Ye Qingluo recognized these people at a glance.
Isn't it the group of people who kept singing against everyone, trying to drive the rhythm of everyone, and humiliating Ye Qingluo all the time
Ye Fengru laughed loudly, coughing violently while laughing.
Coughing up blood, he still couldn't stop laughing: "Ye Qingluo, do you really think that I didn't make a move? So what about the Tianxuan Supreme... you can survive against them?"
Ye Qingluo did not respond to Ye Fengru's words.
She squinted her charming eyes, and carefully looked at the row after row of well-trained men in black in front of her.
This look.
Ye Qingluo was taken aback.
There are more than a hundred of these killers, all of them are above the Profound Realm!
The ones with the highest mysterious rank have already reached the eighth grade of the Earth Profound Realm!
Where did this, this master dug from
Ye Qingluo had already guessed that it was absolutely impossible for Ye Fengru to come to the succession ceremony alone.
Those killers who kept singing against everyone, full of hostility, were Ye Fengru's people.
But what Ye Qingluo didn't expect was...
Except for the group of killers in the field.
There are so many... Such a strong team!
It is absolutely impossible for Ye Fengru to find so many powerful helpers
behind him...
Someone must be helping him.
Or…
is to use.
A profound practitioner in the realm of the profound earth.
In the world of Nirvana, it can be regarded as the object of all major power families.
That person was able to train so many profound practitioners from the Earth Xuan into such a well-trained team.
It can be seen that that person... His strength should not be underestimated.
Ye Qingluo vigilantly searched for the boss of these people among the hundred people.
But, everyone was scanned.
I didn't see a single person who looked like the boss.
With her half-closed eyes, she looked at Ye Fengru with deep meaning: "It's really different to embrace a backer, but... Ye Fengru, have you forgotten that this other world is governed by the laws of heaven?" Of...do you want to see the historians again?"