"What?Does he have a tomb in his body?”

Listening to the words of Zhu Hongling, the other warriors in the square showed a shocked color in their eyes, and they all turned their eyes to the body of the clock.

Whether you can get the treasure of the tomb depends on whether you have mastered the tomb key, and I am afraid that every warrior present has a very strong interest in it.

Xiang Feiyu and the Zhu Hongling are the people of the royal family of the kingdom of God, and they can't be insense, but the clock is not so much estimate.

Now a sudden appearance of the clock actually appeared with the crucial tomb key, naturally attracted everyone's attention.

Seeing that Zhu Hongling directly points out the fact that he has the secret key of the tomb, the clock frowned and said nothing.

After all, his purpose in coming here is to compete for the treasure of the tomb, and finally still have to reveal the fact that he has the secret of the tomb, but sooner or later.

That was to find the clock to leave the account of the project feather, the eyes are also a look, he did not think that this clock will actually get one of the tombs of the secret key.

But he relied on others to lead the bronze giants, which came from the tomb in the coffin, and the other party also found a helper?

The eyes of Xiang Feiyu soon fell on Yang Yue, who was behind the clock, and immediately seemed to understand what was common, and there was a chill in his eyes.

Naturally, he could not imagine that the clock could directly collect the bronze giant, so it should be guessed that the clock was separated by the help of others to lead the bronze giant, which obtained the tomb secret key.

Poor Yang Yue did not know that in a short moment, he had been targeted by the royal family of the kingdom of God.

After thinking for a while, Xiang Feiyu's eyes turned a fist in the venue and quickly said: "Several, although you have not obtained the tomb key, but this boy has a piece on his body, rather than let the Dongxuan warriors get it, it is better for you to join forces to seize, no matter who wins in the end I am afraid not to lose it?"

The sound of the plume fell, and suddenly there were several bad eyes on the body of the clock, like a group of wolves staring at the sheep.

This idea has obviously long been moved in the heart of the warrior, but there has been no opening for a while, and now by the Xiang Feiyu so provoked, but also completely out of the way.

In their view, a Dongxuan warrior is not qualified to compete with them for the treasure of the tomb, and what is the qualification to own the secret key of the tomb?

"Son, give me the tomb key, and I will spare your life."

Soon, there was a black man's body out, with a faint smile to look at the clock said.

Although smiling, the man in black obviously had a terrible killing spread on his body, and the whole seemed to be turned into a sea of blood.

"That's a snow sword!I can’t believe he was the first!”

"I heard that the strength of the snow swordsman is the top innate to the extreme, only one step can break through the spiritual realm, more control between the wind and snow, this boy died."

"I don't know where he came from luck to get the tomb key, but what use can't be kept?"

When the man in black stood out, the martial arts around him were suddenly talking about it, with a look of schadenfreude.

They did not seem to see the clock away from the tomb key, and now some people are willing to be the first to shoot, naturally it is better.

As for who belongs to the tomb after defeating the clock, that is another matter.

“I’m sorry, I don’t have that intention.”

In the face of the threat of this snow swordsman, there was a faint smile on the face of Zhong, as if he did not perceive the killing intention emitted by the other party.

"There are things you shouldn't have, so you should give them to those who are entitled to have them."

Hearing this answer, the smile on the snow swordsman's face disappeared completely, and the voice was cold and cold.

"I don't think... you have that right."

Zhong took the same step forward, a killing intention that did not lose the snow swordsman spread, and the other side began to compete with the killing intention.

However, after all, the clock is only the strength of the late innate, which is still worse than the innate snow swordsman after all.

"An Dongxuan martial artist, to be able to step into the ancient land of the gods is your greatest luck, actually still want to fight for the treasure of the tomb, really do not know where your self-confidence comes from!" 」

Seeing that Zhong was unwilling to compromise, the snow swordsman obviously had no polite intention, and instantly pulled out between the waist.

"Since you don't know anything, I'll take your life with this snow-sand-sword!"

The sound of the snow swordsman fell, a chill suddenly spread in the field, as if the wind and snow fell, instantly locked in the body of the clock.

This killing intention is so cold that the warriors around him can't help but shudder, and look at the eyes of the clock standing opposite the snow swordsman.

The title of the rumored snow swordsman is not snow snow, but blood!

Because there were too many fighters who died under his hands, this snow sword did not know how much weapon's blood was stained, but later the snow swordman disliked the word "blood" too tacky, so it was changed to "snow".

And this clock is obviously about to become the next person to be killed!

Snow frost!

A sharp drink, the snow swordsman's body rushed out, the sword light fell like a snowflake, and for a moment it was impossible to see where the sword shadow was hidden.

"I have heard that the snow swordsman has realized the mood of the wind and snow, and the sword light is as soft as a snowflake, but it can kill his life invisibly."

The moment the snow swordsman shot, there was a warrior on the side of the sigh, apparently shocked by the chill.

It must be said that outside the royal family of the kingdom of God, this snow swordsman is indeed one of the most qualified to compete for the secret of the tomb.

But in the face of this ubiquitous killing, Zhong left is still standing in the same place, allowing the sky to blow towards themselves.

“What’s the matter, he’s not really affected by the wind and snow?”

At this time, some warriors seemed to notice something, and suddenly they were shocked.

The eyes of the people, after a closer look, soon found that although the power of the wind and snow is extremely terrible, but the distance of the clock seems to have a mountain solid, all the wind and snow are blocked by this mountain, so that the boy's body looks so determined.

Hidden in the snow in the snow, the eyes of the snow swordsman surged in an astoer, the ordinary warrior under his power of wind and snow, even the real momentary movement will become extremely slow, but the shape of this clock is as stable as Mount Tai, which makes him feel an illusion, as if he can not shake the young man half.

However, the blood swordsman, after all, was a man who had been killed, and soon stabilized his heart, and the sword in his hand finally stabbed the clock from a sword.

Frost condensed, and at this moment, all the sword seemed to be hanging out of the clock.

But the next moment, the confidence in the snow swordsman's face quickly turned into a color of shock.

For he found that his sword, as it approached the bell, melted like a real snowflake.