Waste material little ruffian concubine

Chapter 226 The Transformation of the Oriental Ice Dance [17]

"Ah, it's Emperor Xuan's realm." Someone in the crowd exclaimed in surprise. The masked man's voice was clear and clear. It seemed that he had reached the realm of Emperor Xuan at a young age.

Dongfang Bingwu didn't use the highest level, she felt that Xuandi's level was enough to deal with the person in front of her, and the level of Xuansheng was her trump card, she would not use it easily if she was not a strong opponent or when she needed it.

When everyone was sighing about her realm, she and Xuanli flew in front of them together, and after a while, screams sounded, and the dozen or so people fell to the ground in disintegration, they couldn't beat Xuandi's realm at all.

Dongfang Bingwu stopped neatly in front of the middle-aged man who was talking to her, stepped heavily on his chest, and said sharply, "Is it fatal or meteorite? Choose one yourself. You only have one chance. Don't fight with me." I'm long-winded."

Her words were full of force, it seemed that as long as the middle-aged man yelled, she would definitely trample him to death!

How dare a middle-aged person talk long-windedly? He can see the strength of Dongfang Bingwu. Emperor Xuan, Emperor Xuan, he is the most powerful among them, but he is only a little Xuanhuang. He is very self-aware. Living with a piece of meteorite is not as good as saving your life.

He immediately took out a shiny black thing from his waist and handed it to Dongfang Bingwu.

"This is natural meteorite, here it is, can you let us go." The middle-aged man said aggrievedly, although he was reluctant, but there was no way, who made him not a strong man.

Dongfang Bingwu raised her eyelids lightly, and took it with her hand. It was heavy and made of iron. It seemed to be a good thing. Of course, it would definitely not be too bad to be able to make a holy artifact.

She wants this natural meteorite, and when she learns how to forge, she can make a cool holy weapon for herself.

"You're sensible." Dongfang Bingwu cast a cold glance at the middle-aged man with her purple eyes, then slowly withdrew her feet, and then put the natural meteorite into the space ring in front of everyone, then turned around and left gracefully.

She had only taken a few steps when a middle-aged man's voice suddenly sounded from behind, "Can you lead us?"

Dongfang Bingwu froze, her purple eyes flickered, leading them?

At first glance, these dozen or so people belonged to the underground forces of Leng Yue Nation. Dongfang Bingwu's mind was spinning rapidly. She is not familiar with Leng Yue Nation now. Running around like a fly.

"Why do you follow me?" Dongfang Bingwu turned around, crossed her arms and asked in a domineering and cold manner. They are all practitioners, so it's better, lest she find some newcomers and have to start training from scratch.

"Because you are in the realm of Emperor Xuan, because you are strong!" The middle-aged man said truthfully without concealment. In fact, their small organization has been suppressed by the court and other forces and is about to fail. Now that they meet such a strong man, They would rather submit to her than be destroyed by others.

The corners of Dongfang Bingwu's mouth raised slightly, strength is different, there is no need to talk too much, and there is no need to fight, just one move can deter others.

"Are you an underground force?"

"To tell you the truth, we are indeed, but now we are about to decline. If you don't dislike it, lead us. We will be absolutely loyal to you and have no second heart." The middle-aged people have some expectations in their eyes. They are still being hunted down for stealing other people's natural meteorites. It is estimated that only the masked man in front of them can help them.

(End of this chapter)