Zhang Yuanqing pointed to the post to check the content.

"Mid-year killing dungeons, the list of successful promotion masters is as follows:

"Fu Qingyang: Scout, Five Elements League."

"Silver Moon God General: Bewitching Demon, Bishop Bing."

"Fengdu Ghost King: Night Tourist God, Taiyi Sect."

There are twenty-four places for transcendent to be promoted to saint, and only three places for saint to be promoted to master.

As expected of a person with skills close to the Tao, he really got a quota. In the future, he can no longer be called a centurion, but an elder. Zhang Yuanqing was relieved.

��Although Fu Qingyang's promotion to a saint was within his expectations.

"Mid-year killing dungeons, the list of those killed in battle is as follows:

"Thirsty to drink human blood: Witch Gu master, Southern Branch of Psionic Society."

"Illusion Immortal: Illusionist, the northern sect of the Nihility Sect."

"Crazy Zhang San: Witch Gu Master, West Branch of Psionic Society."

"The Rhythm of War: Bewitching Demon, Loose Cultivator."

"Guardian of the Earth: Earth Monster, Five Elements Alliance."

"Master of the Netherworld: God of Night Tour, Taiyi Sect."

"Fairy Baihua: Wood Demon, Five Elements Alliance."

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There were a total of twelve Saint Realm pinnacle powerhouses who died in battle, and all of them were powerful figures on the side of Megatron.

Every time the killing dungeon is opened, it is a big reshuffle for the spirit walkers in this world.

The long-established masters either survived or died, and new talents rose to fill the vacancy.

Brutal and realistic.

Zhang Yuanqing got up and got out of bed, left the room, slipped to the balcony to call Fu Qingyang, but the voice prompts to turn off the phone.

"rest?"

He thought for a while, and originally wanted to edit a congratulatory message, but felt that words would affect his sincere emotions, so he gave up the idea of ??sending a message.

Beijing Airport.

Fu Qingyang's private plane landed, and the son, who was dressed in white, accompanied by two assistants, left from the VIP passage and arrived at the underground parking garage of the airport.

A luxury car has been waiting for a long time.

Fu Qingyang entered the car, and two assistants sat one in the passenger seat and the other sat beside him. They opened the car refrigerator in numbers, poured spirits, and lit cigars.

The vehicle started slowly and rushed out quickly, but the drink in Fu Qingyang's hand did not ripple at all.

After the luxury car left the airport, it did not go to the city center, but sped toward the suburbs. JrNovels.com