Wen Long spoke calmly, not caring at all about the bodies on the ground.

"One month later?

What are we going to do?”

Mu Feng asked in surprise.

Wen Long couldn't help but smile, "Do you really think this ancient city is just for us to take inheritance at will?"

"In this ancient city, in addition to guarding against attacks from other warriors.

We still have to prepare for the competition in a month, and only the winner can leave here."

Wen Long's tone was very serious, which made Mu Feng feel endlessly heavy.

This ancient city is really not that simple!

"How many people can go out?"

Mu Feng frowned and asked.

If 90% of the people died here, how could all the forces in that domain let their disciples come?

There should not be too few people going out.

"Two hundred seats, each seat corresponds to strength.

Moreover, the rewards given to each seat are also different."

Wen Long said calmly.

Mu Feng couldn't help but frown, even though some humans were blocking the way.

But hundreds of people still entered the ancient city.

When the time comes to compete for 200 seats, it will definitely be a fierce battle!
Chapter completed!