The twelve thrones are of great danger.

It is one of the most mysterious and powerful organizations in the world.

Over the past few hundred years, a sudden army has emerged and has been undefeated. The most terrifying thing is that there are only twelve people in this organization, each of which is one of the strongest people in the world.

Even the Academy of Light is as strong as it is secretive about it.

"Heaven...Crow!? Why is he here?" Elder Meng was furious and the three corpses furious.

He took a sudden move and was about to activate the space magic array.

Buzz...

The black feathers floated and splashed, just like the changes of thousands of worlds, the world was repeated, and the sun and the moon lost its light.

The entire space is like a closed one, as if it was exiled to the abyss.

"Damn it!" Elder Meng's face looked miserable and rubbed his fingers.

He underestimated the strength and foundation of the Dark Church.

Who would have thought that this small trial would attract the legendary Twelve Thrones.

"Elder Meng..." said the middle-aged man in black robe.

Facing the twelve thrones, they had no power to resist.

"Why are you still standing there? Contact the headquarters quickly." Elder Meng gritted his teeth.

How terrifying are the Twelve Thrones?

Just one person can destroy the city and fight against the great clans.

Such a terrible existence is indeed not something they can deal with.

Elder Meng looked at the gradually blurred picture and his heart instantly sank to the bottom.

These young disciples are afraid they will not be spared.

Rumble...

In the hall, the terrifying aura made the air solidify.

Everyone looked at the black crow with trembling eyes. The fire in their bodies was imprisoned and its power seemed to disappear completely.

Wang Qiong's eyes trembled and could not believe it.

Such a strong man seems familiar.

On that day, he had seen a black crow in the ruins of the monster, and even Ji Yuanchen could do nothing.

"Dark Church!?" Wang Qiong's heart skipped a beat.

Buzz...

The black crow trembled slightly with his wings and his feathers flew, turning into a human form.

The tall figure was under the black feather buckle, and the true appearance was invisible, but the majestic aura became even more terrifying.

Wang Qiong's body trembled instinctively, as if he had ushered in the doomsday.

"What a good seedling." Tianya whispered, making a hoarse voice: "It's just a pity, you killed him..."

The crow waved his hand and took away Lin Xuan's wreckage.

Wang Qiong's face changed slightly: "He is from the Dark Church?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone showed a strange look.

Even Elder Meng's old face trembled suddenly.

Lin Xuan is from the Dark Church!?

No wonder he has such a terrible talent, keeps his low profile, and explodes in one go.

If he really gets the Nine-Turn Fire Pill Master, or even stands out in the First King Festival, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Such a talent will definitely be vigorously cultivated by the Guangming Academy. With time, Lin Xuan's methods will naturally become a high-level member of the Guangming Academy. At that time, he will be a nail placed in the heart of the Guangming Academy.

Fortunately, he met Wang Qiong.

This same evil disciple killed him with almost crushing means.

Thinking of this, Elder Meng was scared and sweating in a cold sweat. In addition to gladness, he looked at Wang Qiong in the picture with concern.

"Damn it, haven't contacted it yet?" Elder Meng shouted sharply.

"Elder Meng, I can't contact you!" The middle-aged man in black robe was almost crying.

When they met the legendary Twelve Thrones, they had been in trouble for eight lifetimes.

"Then this kid is dead!" Elder Meng's face looked tragic and no one looked at him.

Facing the Twelve Thrones, if the headquarters did not take action, Wang Qiong would undoubtedly die.

"You are very smart. People who are too smart usually have only two consequences." Tianzhi whispered.

His aura filled the world and was boundless.

Blood was flowing from the corners of the disciples of the four major cities, and the figure in front of them became more and more blurred.

Only Wang Qiong is still struggling to support.

"What's the end?" Wang Qiong gritted his teeth and said reluctantly.

But he cursed in his heart: "Damn the Guangming Academy, why can't no one come to save me?"

"Either live a earth-shaking life or die a sluggish death."

"Senior, you can really joke."

"This is not what I said." Tianya paused slightly, with memories in his words.

"Which one do you choose?"

"Of course I want to live!" Wang Qiong said with a wry smile.

Just a fool wants to die!

"Then come with me and join the Dark Church. The heaven and earth are vast and you will have a place." The Crow whispered.

With a wave of his hand, he took away the Dharma image transformed by the Nine Turns Fire Pill.

Rumble...

The hall shook and seemed to collapse at any time.

Wang Qiong's face suddenly changed, and he felt an invisible force surge, rushing his muscles and bones.

He could not resist at all, and he floated in mid-air.

"Don't you?" Tianyao was cold and murderous.

Lin Xuan is dead, so he naturally wants to kill all the people here.

These little guys are like ants in his eyes, and they can be destroyed with their hands.

However, Wang Qiong's talent made him a little moved, so he wanted to recruit him.

However, it was just a heartbeat.

When he reached his level, there were not many things that could make him compromise. If he didn't want to, he would not be stingy with killing.

If you kill, you will kill. There is never a shortage of geniuses in this world.

"I'm willing, of course I do!" Wang Qiong nodded quickly: "It's just a fool who doesn't want to."

"Ma De, I am a god-like martial artist and talented. I hold such a big treasure as me, but I didn't even let me be my senior brother. The eyes of the Guangming Academy have a long butt? I'm just blind. Why am I still staying?" Wang Qiong cursed.

The crow was silent.

Elder Meng's eyebrows trembled when he heard this, and suddenly he had the urge to let the crow slap Wang Qiong to death.

"Senior, I am willing to abandon the darkness and turn to the light. Let's do this. You first ask me to go back and go through the withdrawal procedures, and then..."

"nonsense!"

What a crow, the evil name is so great that he could hear Wang Qiong talking nonsense here?

The terrifying power slapped Wang Qiong out with just one giant hand. In an instant, the nine-changed dragon energy suddenly shattered, as strong as the dragon king, and even the transformation of the dragon king could not defend.

Wang Qiong hit the wall heavily, feeling that the bones in his body seemed to be broken.

"My dad!" Wang Qiong gritted his teeth and roared in his heart.

"Old Wang!" Fatty Luo roared sharply.

His expression changed, and suddenly a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

Buzz...

The black feathers drifted away, and everyone felt that their vitality faded away quickly, and life and death were wandering, and it was fleeting.

Especially Wang Qiong, he suddenly felt his body fluttering and his eyelids became heavier.
To be continued...