Chapter 3149

The black robe covered the whole body. Looking at the face, we could not see any face except a bright red or green pupil.

"It's a skeleton."

Around a crowd looking at them, whispered.

Wang Xian looked at the three figures in the black robe, and his eyes were shining with luster.

The three races that the Dragon Palace is going to perish, the dragon race has been destroyed, and the Jiujian race has fled.

This is the only skeleton.

The skeleton clan is also one of the primary races in the universe that Wang Xian first understood.

The Mohan clan was destroyed by the skeleton clan.

Their strength is second to, or not weaker than, the fog race.

When Wang Xian looked at them, the three of the skeleton clan also looked at them.

The pupil in the black robe was beating with no trace of its look.

Wang Xian and the skeleton clan people looked at each other, the other did not speak, he did not speak.

Each of them came to a seat and sat down.

"Dragon King, I can smell the blood of Yalong from the three black robed skeletons."

At this time, one side of the thunder to Wang Xian.

"Well!"

Wang Xianwei can not check the nod.

The skeleton clan used to capture and kill Yalong.

Around, a group of universe worshippers sensed the subtle atmosphere between the strong men of the skeleton clan and Wang Xian, and their faces showed a trace of meditation.

"We still don't go there. It seems that the skeleton clan and the Dragon Palace don't deal with each other."

Next to the location, two old people looked at each other and preached.

"Here in our galaxy, nine swords, dragon descendants and skeletons have openly and wantonly captured and killed the Asian Dragon. When the Dragon King of the Dragon Palace destroyed the dragon race, he said that wantonly hunting and killing the Asian dragon was the enemy of the Dragon Palace. Obviously, they had a conflict of interest."

They said slowly.

They are all primary races in the Galactic universe, and they know something about something.

Several races hunt Aron, and Yalong is naturally good for themselves.

Now that the Dragon Palace declares so, conflicts will surely arise.

Even if the conflict is not explicit, there should be no communication between the two sides.

It's not just them, but many forces are clearly aware of this.

However, the number of skeletons is relatively small, many races have not dealt with it, and some cosmologists have not paid attention to it.

Continue to talk with Wang Xian, trying to leave a good impression.

Wang Xian was perfunctory with some cosmic masters.

Before long, more than a dozen figures flew towards this side.

A crowd immediately looked.

Two old men dressed in ancient paintings and more than a dozen people of the misty race flew over.

Wang Xian, the old man headed by misty race, has seen him, and Hongwu Zun.

"Thank you all for giving us a face to the ancient painting school and gathering here."

Two old men of the ancient painting clan arched their hands and said faintly.

"You're welcome. You're welcome."

"We will come naturally when invited by the venerable masters of ancient paintings."

Several venerable persons immediately responded politely.

The strength of the ancient painting clan is very strong, far surpassing all the forces of the galaxy.

This is generally acknowledged.

Facing the two venerable masters of ancient painting, they are naturally polite.

Wang Xian sat there looking at the light, did not speak.

He has always been unhappy with the ancient painters.

When they were invited to the banquet, the host did not come out until the end, which obviously did not pay attention to them.

"There is nothing else to invite you here today. I just want to ask you if you have seen the vice patriarch of our ancient painting sect, Loushan Zun."

The two venerable masters of the ancient painting clan glanced at a crowd around them and said directly.

Judging from their appearance, there is no intention of holding a party.

"Well? The master of Loushan

A group of people heard what they said, and their faces looked astonished.

"What's wrong with Lou Shan Zun?"

A cosmic venerable of the three feet race asked.

One side of the red fog venerable, they are also surprised to see the past.

This is why the ancient painting school invited all the forces to hold this banquet?

"Our ancient paintings are located in the gate tower mountain, and they have disappeared in the galaxy. So far, there is no news, so we come to look for it."

Two people shook their heads: "life card broken, I don't know if it is really encountered by accident."

"What? Is life card broken

"Are their life cards broken? Or the Milky way? "

"This..."

even the red fog worshippers showed a look of surprise on their faces and looked at the two venerable masters of the ancient painting clan.The broken life card means falling.

Even if it's the universe master, once the life card is broken, it also means that the noumenon has died.

Lou Shan Zun, the vice patriarch of the ancient painting clan, and the second-order existence of the universe venerable, unexpectedly fell down.

And it fell on the Milky way side.

No wonder the ancient painters invited all their racial forces.

"It is also our last resort to call you here. Please cooperate with us. We will certainly come to our door to apologize afterwards."

An old man arched his hand in the gate of ancient painting.

"I am the only one who respects us in shuizhongshan. I can't and dare not do such a thing."

The patriarch of shuizhongshan shook his head.

"It's also right for the master of ancient paintings to find information here. We misty race will cooperate with you."

The red fog venerable person hesitated for a moment and said.

Thank you very much

An old man of an ancient painting clan felt a sound and waved his arm. A drop of blood was suspended in the center of a white plate.

"This is a trace of the blood of Lou Shan Zun. If you put it into the spirit treasure, if you encounter a murderer who killed him, or if you have a similar breath, you can find out by this."

The old man said, blood floating in the white plate above, there is no movement.

"Well? Do they suspect that it was our galactic side that did it? "

"The master of Loushan is the second-order existence of the universe master. It can destroy him without causing him to escape. Only three or four forces in our galaxy have this strength."

A group of cosmic junior race elders whispered.

"Hehe, what kind of party do we think it is? It turns out that the ancient painters used us as murderers to investigate."

Wang Xian looked at the blood on the white disc and said with a trace of irony.

"Dragon King, right? We have to do it. We have to find the person who killed our Loushan master. Please forgive me."

A venerable of the ancient painting sect looked over and said with flashing eyes..

Wang Xian faintly smile, did not speak.

The disk rises and flies around.

A crowd looked and did not speak.

Although they are dissatisfied with this move, they will not refuse.

The misty race and the skeletons did not move. They watched quietly.

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