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Obviously, everyone thought that Su Yu's actions were too much. I would not dare entrust my life in his hands.' 'Team leader, for our own safety, we should kick Su Yu from this team.

#Treasures of the lost abyss free

'Hmph! If you feel indignant, you are free to go back!' Since you insisted on coming, you should be ready to accept your orders!' The rest of the team looked at each other, involuntarily creasing their brows. 'Are you trying to tell me that you can see what's happening fifty miles away just by taking a look in the air?' Song Qingshan's large eyes showed fury, glaring at Su Yu. There were no signs of any enemies.Дescending, he reported, 'There are no traces of the enemies within a fifty-mile radius.' Other than the majestic snow, there were only a few wild snow rabbits, wolves and dead bodies. Surveying the surroundings, it was dead silent everywhere within a fifty-mile radius. In the past, he could only observe everything within twenty miles, but now he could do it up to fifty miles. Su Yu creased his brows but still flew to the skies, looking down from his high vantage point.ДЄfter the cleansing of the red dragon, Su Yu's vision had once again improved. 'Su Yu! Scout out the area within a fifty-mile radius immediately!' Song Qingshan did not raise his head, coldly issuing an order. Thinking back to the chest of Wu Qingzhou, they pictured the large claw mark on his chest. All that remained was the lower body, the rest had been chewed up. 'None of the corpses are intactвЂ¦ Just what did they go through?' Song Qingshan crouched to examine a corpse. The chill of the Wolong Snowfield preserved the gruesome scene of that day. The bright red blood was splattered all over the valley. Broken limbs and decapitated corpses shocked them. Their expressions were grave as they stood there.

Six people appeared in the silent world of ice, near a canyon. Suppressed by the ages, the snow had turned into crystal-like ice like an expansive mirror, reflecting the sunlight. It had been there ten thousand years ago. The Wolong Snowfield was a snowfield spanning a hundred thousand miles. Three days later, they arrived at the Wolong Snowfield. The team left the faction, heading toward the site of the ambush. 'Since the preparations are complete, set off.' The Third Elder announced. Su Yu's gaze was calm, silently bearing the weird looks. Hearing this, Song Qingshan was reluctant to agree, angrily glaring at Su Yu.Д®very member of the team besides the six in the team other than Li Hao creased their brows. This time, we shall treat it as practice for him.' 'Su Yu is a newcomer in the Inner Sanctum, you senior disciples are to guide him along. But he had personally promised Su Yu a spot, how could he go back on his word in front of everybody? Changing Su Yu out would be the smart choice. The eyes of those disciples who wanted to enter sparkled. Many wanted to enter the team, but there were no more slots. Changing him away would naturally increase the overall strength of the team. The rest of the people were Fourth Level Peak Holy Kings. Su Yu was only a Third Level Lower Tier Holy King. 'I wish to change him for someone else! This mission is dangerous, I cannot carry a burden with me.' Song Qingshan shot a cold look to Su Yu, pointing toward him. Song Qingshan cupped his fists, accepting the order respectfully. 'Song Qingshan, I shall entrust this team with you, you must capture or kill the culprits.' The Third Elder ordered sternly. If by any chance he managed to kill the leader of the enemies first, then the rewards would be considerably lower for everyone else. Should there be any survivors of the six, it would be Song Qingshan. Song Qingshan's abilities were too strong.

Many of the Inner Sanctum disciples secretly creased their brows. He gave people the impression that he was a barbarian. He was muscular, draped in a leopard print coat. The leader of the six-man team was naturally the Fifth Level Lower Tier Holy King Inner Sanctum disciple, Song Qingshan. Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Chapter 142: Treasures of the Abyss of Wutong