After hearing Wang Xiao's words, Xiao Mei smiled and said to Wang Xiao, "good brother, what you said will hurt your sister's heart. You doubt your sister!"

Her voice is very soft and charming, as if there is an invisible magic, which makes people feel soft.

Xiao Mei looked directly at Wang Xiao and then said, "our red dust sect and the past life camp belong to the War Department of beizhou religious king, but the past life camp is already in a retired state. The strong people in the camp have already eclipsed almost, and they can't be used at all."

"Our red dust sect has expanded its sphere of influence over the years, and there are many strong people in the sect. There is no comparability between the death camp and our red dust sect!"

Xiao Mei said this to tell Wang Xiao that their red dust sect despised those people in the death camp, let alone cooperate with them.

"You're right to the point!" Wang Xiao's face was indifferent, nodded and said.

But he didn't directly agree to join hands. Instead, he turned to the dragon team leader MINGYE and asked, "Captain MINGYE, what do you think?"

Wang Xiao is very clear that he helped the Shenlong Group to enter the ancient martial heritage tomb, and he is looking for another opportunity to get the treasure he wants from the ancient martial heritage tomb.

The dragon group is the main group, supplemented by him. Therefore, at this time, he also asked MINGYE, the captain of the dragon group.

MINGYE didn't expect that Wang Xiao would ask for his opinions. He was also relieved. He didn't answer immediately, but thought for a few seconds. Immediately, he nodded at Xiao Mei:

"Now this Wolong mountain is mixed with dragons and snakes, and the ancient martial relics tomb is about to be opened. We really should work together to prevent being stabbed in the back by others. Our Shenlong Group is willing to work with your red dust sect."

"After entering the ancient Wu tomb, we will go our separate ways. The well water will not invade the river!"

Hearing the speech, Xiao Mei smiled and nodded, "this is nature!"

Boom!

When they saw the dragon and the Dragon rushing away in the distance, they suddenly turned around.

"Be careful, it's the people in the death camp!" Xiao Mei's eyebrows were slightly raised and said in a deep voice.

The disciples of the red dust sect behind her heard that they had all entered a state of martial law.

After a while, countless figures fell in the other mountain next to them. The first four people were the top four of the top ten killers in the headquarters of Xiangsheng camp.

Wang smiled and recognized the black robes among the four people. His eyes were frozen: "I didn't expect that the people in the life camp would choose to settle down on the mountain next to us."

Just as his eyes fixed on the black robe, the black robe on the mountain seemed to feel something. He couldn't help turning his head and looking this way.

When he saw Wang Xiao, he was stunned at first, and then a faint smile was raised at the corners of his mouth.

The smile of black robe naturally attracted the attention of the three people around him. Among the top ten killers in the death camp, Murong Qing, who ranked second, asked black robe, "black robe, what's the matter?"

"Haven't you been looking for the new master of the ten halls of China, the descendant of the Tibetans? He's right there!"

Black robe didn't hide it, pointed to Wang Xiao in the mountain nearby, and said in a flat tone to Murong Qing.

His words were very plain, but they fell into the ears of the people who went to the headquarters of the living camp, which was like thunder in a dry day.

"What, the new Lord of the ten halls of China, the descendant of the Tibetan king, is here?"

"That's the one who killed the nightmare of the top ten killers in our life camp headquarters, the planer, the iron bat, and the descendant of the Tibetan king of Hal Goss!"

"It's really easy to come here. We actually met a descendant of the Tibetan king here today, so we should kill him and take his body back to the headquarters to make specimens for everyone to observe!"

The killers of the former life camp headquarters are all elite killers. Some of them have even caught up with the top ten killers, but they haven't had time to be promoted because of the triennial selection of the top ten killers of the former life camp headquarters.

Because of this, there are many elite killers here. They are arrogant people. They have only infinite fighting intention for the heirs of the Tibetan king who killed several top killers in their death camp.

"Is that the descendant of the Tibetan king? He's really young!" Murongqing also looked in the direction of the black robe. When her eyes fell on Wang Xiao, the corners of her mouth couldn't help raising a radian and said with a cold smile:

"I just don't know whether his internal power is delicious or not. I haven't had enough for a long time!"

As soon as murongqing's bleak voice came out, the elite killers behind him could not help shivering.

"Sister Murong, you need to deal with the heirs of the Tibetan king. Let me solve him!"

At this time, a burly man standing next to Murong Qing said to Murong Qing with pride.

The burly man, named blood devil, is the fourth of the top ten killers in the headquarters of the death camp. He is called blood devil because he looks honest and honest on the surface, but he is a cold guy in the heart.

He likes to play with blood. To be exact, he likes to play with the enemy's blood.

He has the ability to kill the enemy in one stroke, but he often releases the blood on the enemy bit by bit and makes the enemy fall in a pool of blood and die in fear and despair.

This blood devil is also an existence that many ancient warriors do not want to encounter.

While talking, the blood devil had taken out his weapon from his back. It was a slender and thick needle sword. The tail of the needle was wrapped with many bandages, and the needle tip was very sharp, as if it could penetrate all defenses and easily release the blood of the enemy.

This is the exclusive weapon of the blood Devil: wasp sword!

MINGYE, Xiao Mei and others on the mountain not far away are powerful people with keen hearing. Naturally, they can hear the dialogue between Murong Qing, black robe and blood devil.

But when they heard the conversation between the three, their faces were cold and they couldn't help being on guard.

But just when the blood devil was ready to fight, the thin and dry figure standing in front of the people of the death camp opened coldly and said, "we haven't entered the ancient martial heritage tomb yet. When we enter the ancient martial heritage tomb, I don't care what you want to do, but now, be honest!"

As soon as the voice of the withered thin body shadow fell, the blood devil immediately shrunk his neck, the wasp sword in his hand had been put away, and Murong Qing nodded slightly. They said together, "yes, boss!"

Murongqing, who ranks second and fourth among the top ten killers in the former life camp, is the withered and thin figure taboo by blood demons. It is the murderer who ranks first among the top ten killers in the headquarters of the former life camp, Baiqi!

He was thin and pale. At first glance, he seemed to be an old man in his twilight years, like a remnant candle in the wind, tottering. But when he looked back and looked at Wang Xiao, his clear eyes were as bright as stars.

Almost at this moment, Wang Xiao felt a strong sense of danger rising in his heart!

Among so many strong men he met, only the thin young man in front of him could bring him such a strong sense of danger.

This skinny boy is a strong enemy!

First, change.