The long sword was pulled out a little bit, and some debris fell, emitting a bright brilliance. The powerful and quaint powers are filled, and this is indeed an ancient god.

The rise of the swordsman, at this moment can not help but reveal a touch of joy, suppress the excitement, continue to carefully draw the sword.

The bald head Wu Ke and the old man with a smock, all of them have a faint glow in their eyes, and their eyes are looking around. I want to see if there is any change in the purple keel tied to the stone pillar.

There is no movement, the keels are like ordinary bones of ordinary dragons, there is no fluctuation of life, and no abnormal noise is emitted.

Everything is quiet and calm.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief, and their eyes flashed a sly look. Stepping forward, they pulled out their swords and then flew to a stone pillar.

laugh!

Compared with the carelessness of the open, the two people with hot heart, regardless of the three seven twenty-one, directly pumped out the sword and pulled out all the swords.

The two men's movements were only one point slower than the opening. At about the same time, the ancient **** soldiers who were inserted in the stone pillars were pulled out, and the faces were full of joy.

Feel the strength of the sword and the joy of it.

Xiao Chen is calm and calm, and there is nothing in the heart. I always feel that something is going to happen.

It is so calm now, absolutely not normal. The ancient gods are absolutely important artifacts of the seal. After the loss, the seal will undergo major changes.

However, he also had some doubts in his heart. This locked keel did not know how many years he had died. Is there still a threat?

Anyway, be careful, it’s better, think of this, Xiao Chen’s footsteps move, and the body has retreated.

"Ha ha ha, ancient **** soldiers, really ancient soldiers, with this ancient **** soldiers, where I still need to fear what fires!"

Through the raging fire, the road to the emperor, the wish of hundreds of years will be completed, and the old man in the rags is in a state of madness, laughing wildly.

Yang opened up and looked back at Xiao Chen and Duoao, and smiled and said: "There are five ancient soldiers. Are you sure that you don't want it? Really don't, don't blame us for not leaving you two." ”

Xiao Chen and Duo’s eyes flashed a glimpse of the heart, the temptation of ancient gods, who can resist.

Still not here, a large part is because of the existence of ancient **** soldiers.

Watching the three took the ancient gods, they were all safe and sound, and Xiao Chen couldn’t help but want to do it. In the entanglement, reason finally defeated the desire.

The time has not arrived, this place is too weird, the Qing Emperor will not put a skyfire on the stone pillar for no reason. Not to be idle, leaving a peerless killing on the wall.

"Fearful, afraid of that, like you still want to take the road of the emperor, it is simply a joke."

Seeing that the two did not move, the old man sneered.

Rubbing!

At this time, the three pillars of the gods were pulled out, and the chain tied to the keel suddenly broke. In the crisp sound, the erect keel slammed into the ground.

The keel of the landing slowly melts into a purple liquid, and flows out of the skyfire a little bit, until it completely flows out of the skyfire.

The black liquid, creeping, condensed into a human form, and turned out three purple robes embroidered with the demon **** logo.

Xiao Chen’s eyes flashed a glimmer of light. This dress is clearly the costume of the Nether. He once saw it in Tengxiao, and the Nether Church has seen it in the remnants of the rudder.

If you change it, you can't go wrong!

Flash, I didn’t think about it, Xiao Chen turned and left. The action of being alone and arrogant is not much slower than he said, followed by the rapid running along the original road.

"What are you guys!"

The three pillars were lifted up and looked at the scene that happened suddenly. I couldn’t expect it, and some said in horror.

The three purple people turned their expressions and looked at the three men on the stone pillar. An invisible spiritual force shot out, and the three suddenly appeared a moment of confusion.

At the same time, the purple man reached out and waved, and opened the ancient gods in the hands of the three men, immediately broke off the palm of his hand, a volley, and directly cut off the three heads at the same time.

This scene happened very fast, almost less than half of the time of breathing, and did not prepare for the three half-step Wudi masters.

In the past, in order to obtain the ancient gods, and the ecstasy of the three people, they all died in the hands of the gods.

But fortunately, before dying, it is also the power of the ancient gods, and their vision is indeed good.

It is a pity that it is not yours. After all, it is not yours, even if you are in your hands, it is not.

"Escaped two, a man and a mixed blood, a Terran emperor."

"It's very weak and can be killed."

"chase!"

The three people’s words are very simple, their minds are calm, and they are very calm when they leave the seal.

Think about it, it has been sealed for millions of years, and the state of mind has long been a dead sea, and it is difficult to see fluctuations in foreign objects.

Hey!

The figure flashed, and the three expressionless purple people, holding the soldiers, quickly chased the past along the direction of Xiao Chen and Duo.

Their speed, fast and incredible, can not be overstated by teleportation.

Although it can't tear the void, it seems that there are some mysteries of the space and the artistic conception. It is much better than the common body.

For a quarter of an hour, the three saw Xiao Chen and the back of Duoao, and they did not say anything.

Three horrible swords, cut the space like tofu, tear a neat black crack, and continue to spread forward.

Xiao Chen feels a little, and he has absolutely no way to block his own martial arts. The toes make a limit movement in the void, and the three slits cut out of the sword, passing by.

A black crack flew past Xiao Chen's cheek, and the flying blue silk was silently cut off, scared Xiao Chen with a cold sweat.

In order to avoid the sword, the speed of Xiao Chen and the solitary arrogance dropped a lot, and the distance was a little closer.

The purple man is like a **** of death. As long as he is close, waiting for the two is absolutely death.

The swords fluttered and cut out the cracks in the space. The chaos of the cave was chaotic, and the rocks at the top of the head kept peeling off, which brought great obstacles to the escape of the two.

Between life and death, Xiao Chen’s spirit is highly concentrated, and the brain is clear and does not give up.

As long as you reach the stone wall of the Qing Emperor, there will be a chance.

The independence and arrogance is even more uncomfortable than that of Xiao Chen. He has been bruised and wounded, and all of them are wounds that are separated by swords.

Longmen Qingdi, come here!

Xiao Chen’s eyes lit up and finally saw the eight ancient and modern Chinese writings. He could go back and look at the eight-way criss-crossing swords at the back, which would not give people a chance to dodge.

And the three purple people, not too slow, step by step to come over, look at the eyes of the two, and the dead are no different.

At a critical juncture, Xiao Chen launched the wing of freedom, the speed was 20% faster, and the toes were a little bit. Before the sword gas was killed, it fell to the foot of the stone wall.

It is preparing to reach out and erase these eight words, and when the Qing Emperor's peerless killings are released, Xiao Chen glances at him and just sees that he will be swallowed up by the sword.

If this time, the Qinglong armor is condensed, and the damage of eighteen swords is withstood, and there is an 80% chance to save the independence.

But once it fails, Xiao Chen will die very badly. Even if he is lucky enough to save the other side, he will definitely be seriously injured.

Save, or not?