Chapter 3149 Hongmen Banquet

The black robe covered the entire body, and when looking at the face, except for a blood-red or green pupil of light, no face could be seen.

"It's a member of the skeleton family."

The crowd around looked at them and whispered.

Wang Xian looked at the three figures shrouded in black robes, his eyes were shining brightly.

Of the three races that Dragon Palace is about to perish, the Dragonborn race has already been wiped out, and the Nine Swords race has fled.

There is only this skeleton family.

The Skeleton Clan is also a primary race in the universe that Wang Xian and the others first learned about.

The Mohan clan was wiped out by the skeleton clan.

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

When Wang Xian looked towards them, the three members of the Skeleton Clan also looked towards them.

The light in the pupils inside the black robe was beating, unable to detect the slightest expression.

Wang Xian and the members of the Skeleton Clan looked at each other, but the other party did not speak, and neither did he.

A group of people came to a place and sat down.

"Dragon King, I smell the blood of the sub-dragon from the three black-robed skeletons."

At this moment, Lei Ming at the side transmitted his voice to Wang Xian.

"Um!"

Wang Xian nodded incredulously.

The Skeleton Clan used to hunt and kill sub-dragons wantonly.

The cosmic venerables around sensed the delicate atmosphere between the powerful Skeleton Clan and Wang Xian, and there was a hint of contemplation on their faces.

"We still can't go through. It seems that the skeleton clan and the Dragon Palace seem to be a bit at odds."

Next to them, the two old men glanced at the sound transmission channel.

"In our galaxy, the Nine Swords, Dragonborn, and Skeleton clans have all openly hunted and hunted Yalong, and the Dragon King of the Dragon Palace said when killing the Dragonborn race that those who wantonly hunt and kill Yalong are the enemies of the Dragon Palace. Clearly they have a conflict of interest."

The two spoke slowly.

They are all primary races of the galaxy universe, and they know a little about some things.

Several races hunt Wurms, and Wurms are naturally beneficial to themselves.

Now that Dragon Palace makes such a statement, there will definitely be conflicts.

Even if the conflict does not come to light, there should be no communication between the two parties.

Not only them, many forces are obviously aware of this.

However, the number of skeletons is relatively small, and many races have not negotiated with them, and some universe sages did not care.

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

Wang Xian and several Universe Venerables were perfunctory.

Not long after, more than a dozen figures flew towards this side.

Everyone looked at it immediately.

Two old men wearing ancient painting sect costumes and a dozen people from the Mist Race flew over.

The old man Wang Xian, headed by the mist race, has seen it, the venerable red mist.

"Thank you to all the powerful people of the race for giving our ancient painting sect a face and gathering here."

The two elders from the Ancient Painting Sect cupped their hands and said calmly.

"Be polite, be polite."

"The venerable of the ancient painting sect invited us to come naturally."

Several Venerables immediately responded politely.

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

This is recognized.

Facing the two venerables of the ancient painting sect, they were naturally polite.

Wang Xian sat there watching indifferently, without speaking.

He has always been unhappy with the ancient painting sect.

Inviting them to a banquet, but the host didn't come out until the end, it was obvious that they didn't value them.

"I invite you all here today, and I have nothing else to do. I just came to ask you if you have seen our ancient painting sect's deputy suzerain, Venerable Lou Shan and the others."

The two venerables of the Ancient Painting Sect glanced at the crowd around them and spoke directly.

Judging by their appearance, they didn't intend to hold a banquet.

"Huh? Venerable Lou Shan?"

When everyone heard what they said, there was a look of astonishment on their faces.

"Did something happen to Venerable Lou Shan?"

A Cosmos Venerable of the Three-Chi Race asked suspiciously.

Venerable Hongwu and the others at the side also looked over in surprise.

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

"The deputy suzerain of Loushan, our ancient painting sect, disappeared in the Milky Way, and there is no news so far, so we came to look for it."

The two shook their heads: "The fate card is shattered, I don't know if something really happened."

"What? The life card is broken?"

"The Venerable Lou Shan's life cards are broken? Are they still on the Milky Way?"

"This"

Even Venerable Hongwu and the others showed surprise on their faces, looking at the two Venerables of the Ancient Painting Sect with unison.

The shattering of the life card represents the fall.

Even for the Venerable Universe, once the life card is broken, it means that the body is dead.

Venerable Lou Shan, the deputy suzerain of the ancient painting sect, the existence of the second-order existence of Venerable Universe, unexpectedly fell.

And it still fell on the side of the galaxy.

No wonder the ancient painting sect invited all their racial forces over.

"It is a last resort for our ancient painting sect to call you all here. Please cooperate with us. Our ancient painting sect will definitely come to apologize afterwards."

An old man from the Ancient Painting Sect cupped his hands.

"I am the only venerable of our water mountain race. It is impossible and I dare not do such a thing."

The patriarch of Shuishan shook his head.

"It is only right that Venerable Lou Shan fell to our ancient painting sect to find information. We, the Mist Race, will cooperate with you."

Venerable Hongwu hesitated for a moment and said.

"Thank you!"

An old man from the ancient painting sect sensed a sound, waved his arm, and a drop of blood was suspended in the center of a white plate.

"This is a trace of Venerable Lou Shan's blood. Put it into the spirit treasure. If you meet the murderer who killed Venerable Lou Shan, or if the aura is similar, you can find it out."

As the old man said, the blood was suspended in the sky above the white plate, without the slightest movement.

"Huh? Do they suspect that it was done by forces on our side of the galaxy?"

"The Venerable Loushan is the second-level existence of the Venerable Universe. He was able to destroy him without making him escape. Only three or four forces in our galaxy have this strength."

A group of elders of the primary race of the universe were talking in low voices.

"Hehe, we thought it was some kind of banquet. It turns out that the ancient painting sect is investigating us as murderers."

Wang Xian looked at the blood on the white disc, and said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Dragon King, right? We had no choice but to find the person who killed our Venerable Lou Shan. Please forgive me."

A venerable from the ancient painting sect looked over and said with flickering eyes. .

Wang Xian smiled faintly, but did not speak.

The disk rose and flew around.

The crowd looked at it, but did not speak.

The ancient painting sect is very powerful, although they are somewhat dissatisfied with this move, they will not refuse.

The fog race and the skeleton race didn't move, they watched quietly.