Chapter: 6193
A trace of fear gradually appeared in Wu Yan's eyes.
"Who is the owner of this statue?"
The middle-aged man suddenly yelled, pointed at the statue, and asked Wang Hui and the others.
"Um"
Wang Hui's eyes moved slightly. She not only saw something from the expression of the middle-aged man, but also noticed something strange from the expressions of the other people.
"You guys, know Beixuan Immortal Emperor"
Wang Hui suddenly laughed.
"Fart, I don't know him at all. Beixuan Immortal Emperor. I don't know who it is. Since you don't want to surrender, I'll wash your blood here."
The middle-aged man suddenly roared, but a trace of panic flashed in the depths of his eyes. He would never dare to stay here on this planet, but one thing he can do is wash this place with blood, and he can also live well. let out a mouthful of anger
"Brother Zhao, don't worry. If this is really the place where Ning Beixuan stayed, think about Ning Beixuan's young age, but he can cultivate to an unfathomable level in a short period of time. Perhaps, it is the same as this place. There are some relationships, we might as well explore them.”
Wu Yan suddenly said.
The rest of the people were still immersed in fear. After hearing Wu Yan's words, their expressions were startled. Then, a hint of greed and surprise burst into their eyes.
yes
If Ning Beixuan was originally from this ghost domain, then there is likely to be something special on this planet that can cultivate a monster like Ning Beixuan
If they can find out the truth and get benefits, they may have a chance to become the Golden Immortal
The middle-aged man's expression changed several times, and he whispered: "Will he come back?"
"If it were you, would you return to this place where the aura is thin?"
Wu Yan smiled.
The middle-aged man gradually calmed down a bit, then looked at Wang Hui, and said coldly: "I ask you, is the Immortal Emperor Beixuan you are talking about, is it Ning Beixuan?"
"They really know the Immortal Emperor"
Everyone's expressions suddenly changed.
For some reason, those Yuan Zun who had already surrendered felt a trace of regret in their hearts.
"Exactly."
Wang Hui raised her head and said.
"Hmph, your Immortal Emperor Beixuan has already died in the Immortal Realm, and he died a miserable death. Do you think your backer can come back to help you?"
When the middle-aged man saw Wang Hui's expression, he became angry.
Ning Beixuan was able to scare him, but why should this group of Mahayana monks frighten him?
"impossible"
Wang Hui's expression changed slightly.
"In the fairy world, nothing is impossible. If Ning Beixuan is dead, he is dead. Could it be that he can crawl out from below and appear in front of us?"