The young man in purple was pushing the black hand behind his back, but did not appear.

But he didn't believe that the young man in purple hadn't come to Valuable.

That man was deliberately setting up a situation. When it was time to close the net, how could he not come to see it in person?

Such a sense of accomplishment should be the moment he is most looking forward to.

Many people who have strong confidence in their minds have the same mentality, that is, they enjoy their masterpieces very much and have almost persistent pursuits. He believes that the same is true for the young man in purple.

The scope of divine consciousness search gradually spread out of the arena, covering all surrounding buildings.

Suddenly, his divine thoughts "see" an old man and a young man in front of the window of a tall building in the city.

It was a young man wearing a purple dress and a mask. His eyes gave him a sense of familiarity, and the direction of his eyes was obviously the arena.

He was about to observe the young man in purple carefully, and at this moment, the old man beside him burst into cold light in his eyes.

At the same time, a powerful soul wave emanated.

Jun Wuxie was shocked and his divine thoughts quickly contracted, but the soul wave rushed to chase him and caught up with his divine thoughts halfway through.

In an instant, his brain buzzed, as if he was strangled by thousands of swords, causing a severe pain and his whole head seemed to explode.

At this moment, he finally took all his divine thoughts back to the sea of ​​consciousness and quickly closed the sea of ​​consciousness, and the soul power was withdrawn.

"That old man..."

Jun Wuxie was shocked. The old man's soul realm was too terrible. If he hadn't sensed the danger and took back his divine thoughts in time, his soul would have been damaged.

Even so, he still felt a severe pain in his soul being torn apart.

"It seems that that is the mastermind behind the layout. I feel familiar. Seeing him today seems to be more and more consistent with the person who is guessing in my heart..."

Jun Wuxie had already made a conclusion in his mind. Although he did not see his facial features, or even because he stood in front of the window and only saw his upper body, the somewhat familiar feeling would not be wrong.

"There has been no intersection since the Xuanyuan Secret Realm. It has disappeared for such a long time. I almost forgot about you. I didn't expect you to hide in the dark and keep staring at me, leading me into the game through the people around me. Very good

, This account will be settled slowly with you when I return to Di Shixing."

Jun Wuxie no longer thought about the young man in purple. He had already confirmed his identity. He could run away and could not run away from the temple. There were ways to deal with him.

At this time, in the arena, several large handprints were suppressing down, and Yuanshi's incarnation was about to be difficult to support.

Cangming was high above but could not get a response. He was very angry and said, "Your bones are very hard, but I don't know if your Zhuxian Dynasty is so hard. If you kill you, we will join forces to rush to Dishixing.

If you kill your dynasty, the entire Emperor Shixing will fall by then. Do you feel excited about such a picture?"

Seeing that the other party still ignored him, Cang Ming's eyes turned cold and he said, "Give me more strength and let him kneel down!"

After he finished speaking, the powerful men who had taken action to suppress the powerful, the runes flashed on the big handprints, and rumbled downwards.

The strong men from other forces were all carrying one hand and looked at the scene with a sneer.

It surprised them so much today.

The main reason was that Jun Wuxie actually hid in the arena and placed himself in the barrier sealing of the arena.

"Who are you going to kneel down?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded in Cangming's ear, causing his and Fu Bo to look suddenly.

A golden fist print rushed out of the void, and the terrifying blood and energy hit Cang Ming's entire face with deep muscles sunken, and his facial features were deformed.

During the crisis, there was a mysterious light bursting out on his eyebrows.

boom!

The fist mark slammed Cang Ming's face, smashing his entire head into pieces, and flew out like a meteorite.

"Young Master!"
Chapter completed!