With that, Murong Qing took his black robe and Ivan Langton, out of the summer resort.

Outside the summer resort, there are many people in black. Their bodies are full of blood. Their eyes are extremely cruel and murderous.

These people in black are all elite killers transferred back by murongqing from branches around the world. They are all experienced people. It can be seen that she is bound to win the treasures in the ancient martial relics tomb in Wolong mountain this time!

These people in black gathered together and talked about the ancient martial relics tomb in Wolong mountain. The discussion was in full swing. When they saw Murong Qing coming out, they all dispersed and stood in several teams and looked at Murong Qing respectfully.

At this time, a man in black stood up and arched at murongqing: "Lord murongqing, my subordinates have just received an important news about the movements of other forces under the king."

"The movement of other forces under the king?" Murong Qing heard the speech, Dai Mei immediately wrinkled and said in a deep voice, "say, what's going on!"

"When our people gathered in the summer resort, they found the traces of the red dust sect, and their people haunted near the Wolong mountains." The man in Black said coldly.

"Are the people of the red dust sect also interested in the treasures in the ancient Wu tombs in the Wolong mountains?" Murong Qing's pretty face became ugly as soon as he heard this.

"Over the years, as the retired War Department under the king, our former life camp has become a killer organization. Among the many ancient martial forces under the king, it has been marginalized. The Presbyterian Council knows these things, but there is no way to change this situation." Ivan behind him Langton also said in a deep voice:

"As an emerging force among many ancient martial forces under the king, the red dust sect has gained momentum in recent years and is very arrogant in doing things. It's not strange to stare at the ancient martial relics tomb in Wolong mountain this time."

"Hum, even the red dust sect can't take the treasures from the ancient Wu tombs from us. If I meet them, I won't be polite!"

Murong Qing snorted coldly, and his eyes were full of Senran killing intention.

"Lord murongqing, there's another thing. I don't know whether to say it or not..." the man in Black opened his mouth again and said hesitantly.

"Say something and fart!" Seeing the man in black dawdling, Murong Qing said in an impatient tone.

The man in black didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore. He hurriedly said, "it's about the members of the dragon group who stayed in Los Angeles. They exterminated the Wolf Gang in southern Los Angeles and rescued the kidnapped people. They didn't leave the northern continent immediately."

"Moreover, it seems that they are still gathering other members of the Shenlong Group scattered in the beizhou continent. It seems that they are also interested in the ancient martial relics tombs in the Wolong mountains..."

Murong Qing was stunned when he heard the speech, then raised a dull smile at the corners of his mouth and said three "good" words: "good, good, good, these members of the dragon group really don't know how to live or die. They have suppressed the affiliated forces of our former life camp, but they still don't go. They dare to fight the idea of ancient military tombs!"

"Very good! This time, after we go to the ancient martial heritage tomb, we will solve these members of the dragon group one by one!"

When saying this, murongqing's pretty face was full of ferocious color, and his dark smile made people fall like a cold winter.

The elite killers around the death camp retreated several steps in fear and looked at Murong Qing with some fear.

At the same time, the strong among many ancient military forces around the world also set their eyes on the ancient military relic tomb in the Wolong mountains in the south of beizhou continent.

....

In a primitive jungle in the continent of Antarctica, countless poisons move in the jungle. On a big tree, an octahedral spider with black hair and less than the size of a baby's fist climbs on the branches. It has 18 eyes on its head, one next to the other. It is green. If people with dense phobia see this scene, they will get goose bumps all over.

The branches trampled by this eight sided spider are full of Zizi black smoke, and the epidermis melts rapidly, which shows how violent its toxicity is.

Just then, a white hand suddenly stretched out, completely ignoring the toxicity of the octahedral spider, grabbed it directly in his hand, and then stuffed it into a glass bottle at his waist.

With a smile on his face, the boy looked at the eight sided spider beating in the glass bottle and laughed and said, "sample, I finally caught you."

Whew!

At this time, a figure came from afar and came to the boy in the blink of an eye.

The visitor was a middle-aged man. When he saw the boy, he half knelt down and said respectfully to the boy, "see you, little Lord!"

The young man came to the visitor, waved his hand and said, "old poison, get up quickly. You don't need so much etiquette in front of me."

"Yes!" The middle-aged man immediately stood up, looked at the eight sided spider in the young glass bottle and said, "young Lord, it seems that your skills have improved a lot, and you can catch the eight sided spider."

"Hey, hey, that's natural. Young master, I haven't been idle for a while." The young man smiled proudly and said.

Finally, he asked the middle-aged man suspiciously, "didn't Lao Du tell you that there's nothing wrong with not going into the primitive jungle to find me?"

When the middle-aged man heard the speech, he had no choice but to smile. He spent a lot of effort to find a young man in this primitive jungle. He said to the young man, "young Lord, the master has something to tell you, so I can't help disturbing you."

"Oh? Is there anything my father can do for me?"

Hearing the speech, the young man asked suspiciously.

"The master said that there is an ancient military relic tomb in Wolong mountains in the south of beizhou continent. At that time, strong ancient military men from all continents of the world will go to compete for the baby..." the middle-aged man named Lao Du said, but he was interrupted by the boy before he finished his words.

"Just be born. What does it have to do with me?"

The boy is not like fighting by nature. While playing with the eight sided spider in the glass bottle, he said casually.

Old poison smelled the speech and raised a bitter smile at the corners of his mouth. Sure enough, the young Lord's laziness has not changed.

But he did not forget the task given to him by his master. He looked directly at the young man, and his tone became slightly solemn. He said to the young man, "young master, what the master means is that you need to go out and practice, so that you can not only verify your poison skill, but also see the style of many strong people in the world."

Hearing the speech, the young man suddenly looked like a deflated balloon. He didn't dare to disobey his father's words, but he still asked an old poison tentatively: "do you have to go?"

"I have to go!" The old poison nodded heavily and said.

"Well, then go..." the boy patted the dust on his body helplessly and sighed: "who calls my father the master of all poisons..."

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