Seven World Martial God

Chapter 147

In the boundless space, a magnificent palace stands here, exuding golden light, bright and dazzling. [For more exciting novels, please visit]

The surrounding land is vast, and there is nothing, just a palace, which is very conspicuous and makes people have to pay attention.

The whole body of the palace is golden yellow, as if it is made of gold bricks, even the ground is golden. Brilliant, dazzling, and radiant.

Above the main entrance of the palace, a plaque shone brightly—Wanbao Palace!

In addition, there were five figures standing at the gate of the palace, all young people. They were divided into two factions, confronting each other, shooting at each other with murderous intent, and they were close to fighting each other.

Of the five people, three were dressed in black, and two were wearing blue star robes. They were obviously inner disciples of the Hundred Poison Sect and the Divine Star Sect.

"Lang Tianjiao, it seems that your luck is very bad. I don't know if your brother can come to save you here!" A disciple of the Hundred Poison Sect stared at the two disciples of the Divine Star Sect opposite him with a gloomy look on his face. ridicule.

The other two Hundred Poison Sect disciples also sneered, with murderous intent on their faces. They had one more person and had the upper hand.

"Yinxuejian, don't think that if you have one more person, you can win for sure. I, Lang Tianjiao, are not afraid of you!" The young man who spoke had a smooth and fair face with a stern expression. His pitch-black eyes showed a look of arrogance, and he stared coldly at the three Hundred Poison Sect disciples opposite him.

Next to him was a short, muscular man. If Ye Tian was here, he would recognize this person as Wang Chongshan whom he had met once.

Wang Chongshan had a bitter face at this moment, looking at the three Hundred Poison Sect disciples opposite him, his heart was full of dignity. These three are not ordinary Baidumen disciples, two of them are half-step Wuzong, and the remaining one is similar to him.

And Lang Tianjiao on his side, that is, half-step Wu Zong, is at most equal to the person on the opposite side, so their current situation is very dangerous.

"Senior Brother Yin, why are you talking nonsense with them, we will simply kill them first, and then enter the treasure hall to grab the treasure." Beside the Yinxue Sword, a man with a scar on his face said solemnly.

"Yan Lie, come here if you have the ability, I, Lang Tianjiao, will let you know that you, a half-step Wuzong, are worthless in front of me." Lang Tianjiao sneered when he heard the words, even though the situation was not good for him, he was still arrogant Wushuang didn't pay much attention to the three Hundred Poison Sect disciples opposite him at all.

"How did I meet this idiot!" Wang Chongshan was silent when he heard the words, he was still provoking people from the Hundred Poison Sect at this time, isn't he courting death? certainly,

If there was a fight, he, the one with the weakest cultivation, would definitely be unlucky first. Therefore, he secretly cursed all eighteen generations of Lang Tianjiao's ancestors.

Sure enough, the three Hundred Poison Sect disciples on the opposite side heard the words, and their killing intent became stronger.

"Really?" A fierce light flashed in Yan Lie's eyes, and a powerful aura burst out of his body, pressing towards the opposite side. [For more exciting novels, please visit]

"If you don't believe me, you can try it!"

Lang Tianjiao's face was full of disdain, which aroused the anger of the three Hundred Poison Sect disciples on the opposite side.

Wang Chongshan was really pissed off by Lang Tianjiao, he couldn't help stepping forward and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, as far as I know, this small world was left by a senior from my God Star Sect, this senior is called Wan Baowu Jun."

"Wu Jun!"

"It turned out to be Wu Jun's small world!"

When the three Hundred Poison Sect disciples on the opposite side heard the words, a hot light suddenly appeared in their eyes, and they looked at the palace in front of them, all of them were full of greed.

"Wang Chongshan!" Lang Tianjiao stared at Wang Chongshan, with a murderous look on his face, and shouted angrily, "Who told you to say that?"

"Lang Tianjiao, it's too late to say this now. Haha!" The Yin Xuejian on the opposite side laughed, his face full of sarcasm.

"Little brat, you are very knowledgeable about current affairs. If you are willing to switch to our Hundred Poison Sect, we can consider letting you go." Yan Lie looked at Wang Chongshan with a smirk.

Wang Chongshan ignored Lang Tianjiao, but said coldly to the three of Yinxuejian: "I tell you this because I know that this senior is good at refining weapons, so he is called Wanbao Wujun. I guess, There must be battle puppets in this palace, even the lowest-level battle puppets are at the Wuzong level, if we want to get the treasure, we can only cooperate."

"Battle puppet!" Hearing the words, Yinxuejian's eyes froze, and his complexion suddenly became serious.

Yan Lie sneered and said, "Why should we trust you? Even if there is a battle puppet, we can kill you and then find other fellow disciples to fight together. Why should we cooperate with you?"

"Are you willing to have one more person to distribute the treasures inside?" Wang Chongshan sarcastically said.

The faces of the three Hundred Poison Sect disciples on the opposite side darkened.

The disciples of Baidumen are very selfish, it is impossible for them to share the treasures in Wujun's small world with their fellowmen.

"Also, if we can discover this small world, maybe other people will also discover it. The longer it takes, the less chance we have to monopolize the treasure." Wang Chongshan said coldly.

Lang Tianjiao on the side glared at Wang Chongshan angrily at first, but at this moment his expression changed, and he said: "Let's work together to deal with the fighting puppets inside first, and then we will each rely on our own abilities, how about it?"

"You actually said something human this time!" Yan Lie grinned.

"What did you say?" Lang Tianjiao glared, his murderous aura soared, and his violent momentum rushed towards him like an overwhelming mountain.

boom!

A sword glow soared into the sky, blocking Lang Tianjiao's terrifying aura.

Yin Xuejian looked at him coldly, and snorted softly: "Since we have decided to cooperate temporarily, let's stop talking nonsense and deal with the fighting puppets inside first."

"Okay, when the battle puppets are dealt with, none of you can leave." Lang Tianjiao took a deep look at the Yinxue Sword, then turned and walked towards the gate of the palace.

"Cut, arrogant, don't you just rely on your elder brother's prestige, don't forget that this is the Star Poison Mountain Range, your elder brother can't save you! Hmph!" Yan Lie disdainfully.

"Okay, let's go in first!" Yin Xuejian said.

Several people are going to the palace.

At this moment, a figure slowly appeared in the space crack not far away.

"someone is coming!"

Surprised, Lang Tianjiao and the others quickly turned around to look.

"It's from our God Star Sect!" Wang Chongshan was full of surprise. When he saw that the man was wearing a blue star robe, he knew that he was a disciple of their God Star Gate.

On the contrary, the faces of the three Hundred Poison Sect members suddenly darkened, staring at the figure that appeared in the space crack.

The sudden appearance of people from the Divine Star Gate would probably negate their advantage, so they were very nervous.

Soon, they saw clearly the appearance of this person, a young man with a big iron box on his back, a blood knife in his hand, and a big bag.

God, is this a tourist?

Not only the three people from Baidumen were stunned, but even Lang Tianjiao and Wang Chongshan were stunned for a moment.

Especially Wang Chongshan, his jaw almost dropped when he saw that man.

Needless to say, the person who came was Ye Tian. When he saw the entrance of this small world, he ran in without thinking.

In his opinion, there must be treasures left behind in such a residual small world.

However, when Ye Tian saw Lang Tianjiao and others, he couldn't help frowning: "Did you get discovered first?"

Then, Ye Tian found Wang Chongshan, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Junior Brother Ye Tian, ​​why are you here? This is the third area!" Wang Chongshan saw that it was Ye Tian, ​​the surprise on his face froze immediately, and then he smiled wryly.

Ye Tian was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "I just found this place after wandering around casually. I didn't expect Senior Brother Wang to be there!"

"Martial spirit level seven?"

"Haha, who am I supposed to be? It turns out to be a kid at the seventh level of Wuling!"

"Lang Tianjiao, is there no one in your God Star Sect? Even the kid at the seventh level of Wuling was sent to the Star Poison Mountain Range to die."

The three Hundred Poison Sect disciples on the opposite side were worried at first, but when they saw that Ye Tian was only at the seventh level of Wuling, they burst out laughing, with a look of sarcasm on their faces.

"Huh?" Ye Tian frowned, and casually glanced at the three disciples of the Hundred Poison Sect on the opposite side, temporarily ignoring them.

Lang Tianjiao's face was ashen, he looked at Ye Tian coldly, pointed at the main hall, and said, "You, go in!"

"Lang Tianjiao, what are you doing?" Hearing this, Wang Chongshan glared at Lang Tianjiao fiercely, his face full of anger.

Everyone knows that there are fighting puppets inside, and Ye Tian, ​​who is at the seventh level of martial arts, will surely die if he enters. This is obviously Lang Tianjiao using Ye Tian as a bait to try.

The three Hundred Poison Sect disciples on the opposite side also noticed it, and immediately gloated.

Na Yanlie said with a stern look on his face: "Lang Tianjiao, it seems that your prestige in the Divine Star Sect is nothing more than that. It is far behind your elder brother. Why is it number one on the Divine Star List? I think others are looking at your elder brother's face." Come on, give it to you."

"Ha ha!"

Yinxuejian and another Hundred Poison Sect disciple also had mocking expressions on their faces.

Lang Tianjiao's face became more and more gloomy, he glanced at Wang Chongshan coldly, pointed at Ye Tian, ​​and scolded: "It's useless to hear, I tell you to go in, hurry up!"

Ye Tian raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and snorted coldly, "Who are you?"

"I'm Lang Tianjiao!" Lang Tianjiao's face was gloomy, and his cold voice lowered the surrounding temperature. If eyes could kill people, then Ye Tian would have died ten thousand times by now.

"Lang Tianjiao?"

Ye Tian looked at Lang Tianjiao in surprise. Seeing this, Lang Tianjiao thought that Ye Tian had remembered his reputation, so he raised his head proudly, as if you were about to worship me.

But in the end, Ye Tian shook his head, and said lightly: "I've never heard of it!" After finishing speaking, he went to chat with Wang Chongshan.

Lang Tianjiao was taken aback!

The three Hundred Poison Sect disciples on the opposite side were also stunned, but they immediately burst out laughing, with even more sarcasm on their faces.

"Haha, I laughed so hard!"

"Brother, I...haha, I died from laughing!"

...

Hearing the ear-piercing laughter of the three Hundred Poison Sect disciples, Lang Tianjiao's face was frozen like ice, he stared at Ye Tian coldly, and shouted: "Boy, don't you know who I am?"

"Crazy, who are you, it's none of my business!" Ye Tian snorted disdainfully, then ignored him, and asked Wang Chongshan in front of him: "Senior Brother Wang, come here first, have you noticed anything here?" treasure?"

Wang Chongshan was still immersed in a daze at this time, and he only reacted when he heard Ye Tian's question. He saw the words of Lang Tianjiao who was about to get angry behind Ye Tian, ​​and immediately said to Ye Tian with a wry smile: " Junior Brother Ye Tian, ​​Lang Tianjiao's elder brother is Lang Fantian, the senior brother of our God Star Sect."

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