Plundering countless entries, I became a god in the wasteland era

At the door of the meeting room of the Holy Domain Royal Court.

When they saw the body of Cong Yuye scattered all over the ground, everyone present was shocked.

"Cong Yuye?!" Someone screamed in disbelief, the voice was so sharp that it almost broke.

Their faces turned pale as paper in an instant, their eyes were wide open, and their eyeballs seemed to pop out of their sockets.

"How is this possible... This is the Holy Domain Royal Court... How could Cong Yuye be killed in the Holy Domain Royal Court..."

A middle-aged man stood there, his mouth wide open, but only heavy gasps came out of his throat, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and it seemed that you could hear the sound of them hitting the ground.

There were also a few who were a little calmer, and they just clenched their fists tightly, their knuckles turned white due to excessive force, their bodies were stiff like sculptures, and their eyes were fixed on the blood and flesh on the ground, their eyes were full of disbelief.

"I remember that Cong Yuye went to attack Su Ming, right?"

"When our Cong Yu clan went to attack others, we always used substitutes, so it was impossible to hurt the original body..."

"How did Cong Yuye die?" The elder of the Cong Yu clan frowned.

As soon as the elder of the Cong Yu clan said this, everyone present started to talk.

"Moreover, any disciple of our inner sect of the Holy Domain Royal Court will not be killed as long as they are within the scope of the Holy Domain Royal Court."

"This has always been our confidence to be proud of the world. Unless we kill each other, there will be no deaths in our Holy Domain Royal Court."

"Then how did Cong Yuye die?"

The more people present thought about it, the more confused they became.

Some people even took out props that could review the moment of Cong Yuye's death and carefully checked Cong Yuye's state before his death.

But they were surprised to find that Cong Yuye was killed from a distance of thousands of miles.

Everyone present fell into deep thought and speculation.

An old man in a black robe put his hands behind his back, walked slowly, and said with a deep look: "Did Cong Yuye encounter a master of the mysterious force behind Su Ming when he went to attack Su Ming?"

Another middle-aged man with a refined temperament shook his head slightly and said in a deep voice: "It's possible. After all, last time, it was an old man with a question mark in the power behind Su Ming who killed the elders we sent to attack the Arena City."

Another person said: "Could it be that Cong Yuye provoked other powerful enemies on the way and killed them by surprise?"

"Nuclear Explosion Sword Sect? Them? Haha..."

Everyone shook their heads, Cong Yuye The great elder of the family said: "Cong Yuye has always been cautious in his actions, and there are only a handful of people in this holy domain who can use such means to kill people thousands of miles away."

Yan Po Wuji analyzed: "Perhaps it is caused by some ancient and mysterious forbidden technique, but where does this forbidden technique come from?"

"If it is really a forbidden technique, then the most likely one is the chain killing of our Cong Yu family."

"This chain killing is a bloodline ability that only people in our Cong Yu family can adapt to. Others cannot use it even if they have the ability to copy."

Everyone talked about it, and various speculations emerged one after another, but they could not determine the real reason.

Someone asked: "Could it be that Cong Yuye went wrong in his cultivation and died of demonic possession?"

As soon as this statement came out, it immediately attracted a rebuttal: "Absolutely impossible, Cong Yuye has a deep cultivation and a stable state of mind, how could he easily go into demonic possession."

Everyone discussed for a long time, but in fact, no matter who killed him or what means were used to kill him, the spearhead was actually pointed at Su Ming.

But in their opinion, although Su Ming has some ability, he definitely does not have such a great ability to kill a master like Cong Yuye in the Holy Domain Royal Court.

At this time, a clan leader of the Cong Yu clan who had been silent all the time spoke with majesty in his voice: "Let's put this matter aside for now and make a conclusion after further investigation. But no matter what, the death of Cong Yuye must be investigated thoroughly!"

Everyone nodded one after another, with a solemn look.

The clan leader of the Cong Yu clan was originally very angry when he saw that the younger generation of his clan died in such an ugly way.

But when he thought that there might be an old monster of the same level as them behind Su Ming.

He seemed to calm down again, according to what he knew.

Many ancient monsters who have secluded themselves from the world may have the strength to destroy more than half of the entire Holy Domain Royal Court.

Just like our royal family's supreme ancestor Mingchen... He is still secluded in seclusion...

There are not many real inner family members in the Cong Yu family and the Yanpo family.

The loss of two young talents, Cong Yubing and Cong Yuye, made the Cong Yu tribe leader feel painful, but also made him start to think.It is not right to continue to attack Su Ming.

The chief of the Congyu tribe quickly came up with an idea.

He needed someone to act as bait, to continue to provoke Su Ming and lure out the real trump card behind him.

If the trump card behind Su Ming is just like this, then the chief of the Congyu tribe will personally kill him.

If the trump card behind Su Ming is really those old monsters who are hiding from the world... then the chief of the Congyu tribe will have to think carefully.

Thinking of this, the chief of the Congyu tribe immediately put pressure on Yan Pomao and said:

"Yan Pomao."

The chief's voice was like a thunderous explosion, with irresistible majesty. His eyes were wide open, and his sharp eyes seemed to be able to pierce Yan Pomao.

"Didn't we appoint you and Cong Yuye to attack Su Ming together?"

As the words fell, the chief's body released a powerful pressure, which swept towards Yan Pomao like a surging tide. The air around him seemed to solidify instantly, making it difficult to breathe. Yan Pomao felt as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on him. His legs trembled slightly and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"You are responsible for Cong Yuye's death, understand?"

The clan leader's voice became deeper and deeper, containing endless anger and questioning. The overwhelming pressure became stronger and stronger, causing Yan Pomao's body to almost bend down. He supported himself with difficulty, not daring to disobey or make excuses.

Yan Pomao raised his head with difficulty and said in a trembling voice: "Clan leader, this is my fault!"

"I should have gone to the crusade with Cong Yuye... but because I learned halfway that the city under my command was being attacked by the Divine Beast Sect, I..."

"Okay."

At this time, the clan leader of the Yan Po clan spoke.

"Yan Pomao, after you have dealt with the chores of the Divine Beast Sect in your city, go to crusade against Su Ming immediately."

"This time, only success is allowed."

"Yes!" Yan Pomao said hurriedly.

The head of the Yanpo tribe also secretly sighed:

"This situation is starting to get wrong..."