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He quietly sat on the chair. If one did not pay close attention, one would find it difficult to notice even though they were seated in the middle of the hall.

"That young man actually escaped from the Barren Hill Imperial Capital!"

Nanmen Binngjue gnashed his teeth as his gaze turned cold. After searching for so long, he still could not find Mu Shaodu, and without a doubt, the vertical pillar had already escaped the Barren Hill Imperial Capital.

"It's also possible that the young man is still hiding within the Barren Hill Imperial Capital."

Blood Nether's eyes were filled with blood light, his gaze was intimidating, he could not believe that the vertical pillar would have the chance to escape from his Barren Hill Imperial Capital with him and Nanmen Binngjue locked in place.

"If he's still in Barren Hill Imperial Capital, then where can he hide?!"

Nanmen Binngjue raised his eyes. He had already searched through the entire Barren Hill Imperial Capital and had always locked onto that brat's aura. If there was still that kid inside the Barren Hill Imperial Capital, he definitely wouldn't be able to escape his soul detection.

"There is one place that we haven't searched."

Blood Nether hesitated for a moment before saying: "I heard that the Desolate Tide Imperial Kingdom and that brat Mu Shaodu seem to have some sort of relationship."

"You're talking about the palace right? Cheng Huang already sent someone over. He said that there are no outsiders in the Huanglan Imperial Palace."

Nanmen Binngjue shook his head. Cheng Huang's words were very tactful, but he was referring to the fact that he didn't hide Mu Shaodu.

After killing so many of my Nanmen Aristocratic Family s, it's fine. This old one's old bones just so happens to walk around, and I haven't been to the World College for a long time, so I don't know if my old friend is still around. "

The old woman stood up shakily, her deep eyes seemed to be filled with the vicissitudes of time, a light flashed past her eyes, bringing with it some sharpness, she looked at the middle-aged man sitting beside her, and asked casually: "Blood Blade, are you going?"

"The monk can't escape the temple, let's go together!"

The middle-aged man nodded, and as he spoke, Zhou Kong trembled, and the sound of his voice rang out like the clang of a knife unsheathed from its scabbard.

"..."

The mountains stretched off into the distance, and in the distance, dazzling streaks of lightning could be seen streaking through the void.

"Rumble …"

Soon after, rumbling thunder could be heard from deep within the mountain range.

Between the mountains, there were many ancient palaces.

Qi Xiaolou, Wan Lin, Qi Ling, and the others stood upright in the great hall.

There were quite a few figures sitting in the main hall, and their auras seemed to have solidified the entire hall.

One-browed Old Man sat at the head of the table with a smile on his face.

No matter what, the results of leading a team to participate in this year's Three Sects Great Assembly of the first, second, and third families was still pretty good, and displayed the glory that a Thunder Valley should have.

In the middle of the main hall sat a middle-aged man, who appeared to be in his forties. His face was angular, and his eyebrows were deep. His hair was shoulder-length, and a few strands of purple hair were fluttering in the wind, giving him a domineering aura.

Lei Zun, the master of Thunder Valley, had led his Thunder Valley to the same level as the three sects in just a few short years.

It was rumored that when Thunder Valley was established, there were many third rate forces that attacked. When Thunder Valley's experts walked out, they killed their way to the Bleeding Pestle, and their corpses covered the wilderness, completely uprooting over a dozen third rate forces. They swept over a dozen third rate Wild Domain's forces in the span of a night, and just by killing dozens of Martial Emperor Stage's experts, there were already dozens of them.

Three years ago, two great forces, Bloodknife Sect and Witch Ghost Sect, joined forces to block the Thunder Valley, and mobilized the strongest.

But in the end, the two major forces, Bloodknife Sect and Witch Ghost Sect, were forced to retreat.

It was said that the top experts of the Bloodknife Sect and Witch Ghost Sect had suffered quite a bit from the Thunder Valley that time, before they could not bear to leave resentfully.

Behind all of this, all of the major powers of the Wild Domain knew that it was the work of the master of the Thunder Valley, Lei Zun.0

It was said that Lei Zun's strength was unfathomable. The Cloud Stepping Thunder Leopard who subdued the Thunder Valley, with one hand, created Thunder Valley, and recruited many experts, in a short few years, brought the Thunder Valley to this stage, and obtained an absolute foothold within the Wild Domain. It could be seen that the person was not a simple person, and among them, it was not only possible to do so with tyrannical strength.

Lei Zun looked at Qi Xiaolou and said, "Qi Xiaolou, I let you enter the top three. What do you say now?"

"Master, you can't blame me for this. Who knew that with the appearance of Mu Shaodu from World College, I had already entered the top three."

Qi Xiaolou was also helpless. His hair was in a mess, covering his forehead, and his intelligent eyes were slightly moving. Looking at his Master, he couldn't help but be scared, worried that his third leg would really be broken by his Master, it was all that guy, Mu Shaodu.

"Do you still have a reason? With your strength, if you put in some effort earlier, it would be enough for you to enter the top three. You even let Wan Lin replace you as captain. It seems like I've always pampered you too much!"

Lei Zun's gaze darkened slightly. His proficient pair of eyes flickered with a faintly discernible thunder lightning, exuding a domineering and arrogant aura that was not angry but was instead filled with might!

"If I was the captain, the one to be beaten up would be me. You and Flowing Cloud Sect must have something to do with each other, and you even want to scam your own disciple …"

Qi Xiaolou muttered. Luckily, he wisely handed the position of captain to Wan Lin, otherwise, he would be the one getting beaten up by Yun Mei and Yue Yuv in Battlestage.

Seeing Qi Xiaolou muttering to himself, Lei Zun glared at Qi Xiaolou and asked, "What are you muttering about?"

"Master, I'm saying that I was in the wrong on this matter, but at least I didn't lose face for Thunder Valley. Strictly speaking, this year's First, Second, Third and Third Sects' Great Assembly, my Thunder Valley has also entered the top three, but it's just that World College's Mu Shaodu is too abnormal."

Qi Xiaolou immediately did not dare to mutter. His gaze turned and carried a trace of cunning. However, deep within his eyes, it was still extremely shocking. Mu Shaodu was definitely a freak. He was way too strong.

"Valley Lord, as for the captain's matter, don't blame Junior Qi. Junior Qi also did this for the sake of Thunder Valley, I'm afraid that people would have noticed from the start. If Valley Lord wants to blame us, disciple is willing to shoulder the burden with Wan Lin!"

Wan Lin gritted his teeth and also begged for mercy. He then lowered his head and looked at Qi Xiaolou, seemingly telling him that he had obtained the benefits of Emperor Dragon Golden Lotus Seed and fame.

Junior brother Qi can't be blamed for this matter, it's also for the sake of the Thunder Valley, and this time, Thunder Valley did not enter the top three, it's also because our strength is too weak to help Junior brother Qi, and that Mu Shaodu of World College, is truly too strong. Qi Ling and the others immediately begged for mercy as well.

Seeing this situation, One-browed Old Man smiled in embarrassment. He knew that Valley Lord usually doted on Qi Xiaolou and treated him like his father and son, and that his own disciple, Wan Lin, was also pleading for mercy. As his master, and also the leader of the three sects, two families and three sects, One-browed Old Man naturally couldn't keep silent.

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