Heading to central continent's holy city

Yang potian's words were clear. He had also failed. It seemed that no one had succeeded this time.

No, there was still one more person.

The crowd suddenly thought of something. Where was Lu Shaoqing, the young genius who killed the master of blood net and the experts from cold-blood Hall, Wu Cang, Xue Feng and the other fourth level spiritual God Realm experts, and Wu chengkong?

Why isn't he here?

"Where's Lu Shaoqing?"

The Supreme of cold-blood Hall and the heavenly martial Sword School scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes. They spread out their spiritual consciousness in search of Lu Ming.

Supreme martial artist, Lu Shaoqing is an expert in disguise. He can even change his aura. He must be in the crowd!

Xue Luo Zi shouted.

He had fought with Lu Shaoqing in the city of dan, so he was very familiar with Lu Shaoqing's appearance and aura.