Chapter 22 Not the Speed ​​of Mortals

Dodging a knife and picking the rose, Zhongshan was much easier at this time.

The widow of Dao Jun on the one side slammed in with a severe palm, and a palm of dead white light pressed against Zhongshan, and it was about to hit Zhongshan. Zhong Shan carefully grasped the rose and smiled at the widow Dao Jun.

The next moment, Zhong Shan disappeared and disappeared.

Daojun Daojun's pupil shrank sharply with a palm, and disappeared for a moment? how come?

Daojun Daojun slaps with one palm, it is too late to withdraw, and the moment Zhongshan's body disappears, it suddenly appears again on the back of Daojun Daojun.

"Boom ~!"

Zhongshan's palm was printed on the back of Daojun Daojun. And Zhong Shan's start is absolutely important, this palm is definitely a heavy blow.

"Hey ~~!"

Widow face Jun Jun spit blood. Widowed Daojun was beaten to the top of the holy mountain.

"Boom ~~!"

Daojun Daojun smashed a large piece of rock, then blasted into the air, looking at Zhongshan not far away with a look of horror.

Too fast, Zhong Shan's speed is really too fast. Widow-faced Dao Jun is in Tianji Realm. With his cultivation of Tianji Realm, he didn't see Zhongshan's action? Disappeared in just one moment and appeared next?

how can that be? How could he be so fast?

It's so fast that the solitary Daojun in Tianji Realm can't keep up. Is it the speed of mortals?

speed? The biggest advantage of Shadowbody is speed. Compared with the same level, no one can compare! After reaching the celestial realm, few in the world can keep up with the speed of Zhongshan.

"You are, Zhongshan? Why are you here?" Widow face Jun suddenly surprised.

Zhongshan didn't have time to pay attention to Daojun, the dying man, there was no need to talk to him.

During the exploration, Zhong Shan took out a long sword, Zhong Shan's emperor sword, and immortal sword!

The moment he saw Zhongshan's sword, the widow-faced prince suddenly shook his hair, and a bone-like chill emerged from his back. The instinctual widow prince hides to one side.

"Hey ~~!"

Still a little slower, a sword coming from the back stabbed the arm of Daojun Daojun, and the blood was sprayed directly. This sword was an assassination sword. It was not exposed in front of the stab. Its powerful power.

Undead Sword? The sword that emerged from the back was the undead sword in Zhong Shan's hand? What about now?

Daojun Daojun looked forward again, and Zhongshan in front had unknowingly disappeared.

Too fast, Zhong Shan's speed is too fast, leaving a residual image there, actually to the rear of himself at a speed that cannot be captured by the naked eye.

Daojun Daojun felt a cold heart, this speed? This speed may only be achieved with the full power of the owner.

too fast!

"Hey ~~!"

Zhongshan didn't have time to wait for Daojun Daojun to respond. One sword was faster than one sword, the figure was faster than once, and the speed of terror could only be captured by the naked eyes of Daomen Daojun. .

The horrific assassination was assassined under the eyelids, but was invisible.

If the widow was not relying on his instinct, he would have been assassinated by Zhong Shan at the moment. Even so, the solitary-faced Daojun in the celestial realm was red with blood.

Daojun Daojun is full of fear in his eyes, but he has no backhand? how is this possible? Can only wait for one sword to kill yourself?

Moreover, Daojun Daojun couldn't escape at all, fled a little bit, and immediately greeted Zhongshan's sword again, Zhongshan was too fast.

"Hello ~!"

Daojun Daojun roared loudly, and his arm was exposed again by Zhongshan's sword.

"Hoo ~!"

Around the sacred mountain, suddenly there were colorful changes, and Daojun Daojun once again set up a large internal array, and wanted to fight against the enemy.

However, the formation method is not effective for Zhongshan at all. The shadow body shuttles a large array, such as Mu Chunfeng. When the widow prince urged the large array, the whole body was once again cut off by a third of Zhongshan's undead sword. Wan Ye, maybe it's the sight right now.

The huge formation was not effective for Zhongshan, and Daojun found himself suddenly so close to death.

No wonder the world's master is so serious about Zhongshan.

Fear, no, it's fright. The longer you live, the more you fear death. That's who you are.

The formation is actually invalid? Why is this happening?

"Rotate the sacred mountain!" Widow-faced Daojun played a trick again.

At this moment, the widow-faced Daojun couldn't take care of anything, and he was about to die immediately. Could he not bear to a holy mountain?

"Boom ~~!"

The sacred mountain crashes and sinks generally towards the ground below.

At the same time, the 36 petal mountains surrounding the holy mountain suddenly burst into golden light and rose up.

The holy mountain descends and the petal mountain rises, as if the power of the holy mountain has been transferred to the petal mountain.

Widowed Daojun struggled.

The mountain of flower petals emitting golden light is surrounded by a lotus flower, emitting billions of golden light.

The sudden change caused Zhongshan a little meal.

"Hey ~!"

With a loud drink from Daojun Daojun, thirty-six flower petal mountains appeared to cross the space and appeared in the sky over the sacred mountain in an instant.

"Boom ~~!"

The huge gravel smashed without any space at all. It's like smashing and cracking as long as the things in it are inside.

Thirty-six petal hills are gone, and the rest is just a ruin, a ruin where the petal hill collided with the sacred mountain. Then, the ruins were golden and the huge ruins were once again formed, forming a new sacred mountain.

That sacred mountain seems extremely strong, and everything that was buried alive in the interior seems to be powdered.

Zhongshan disappeared.

"No ~!"

Dying in the distance crying and flew towards the Holy Mountain.

Rotating the sacred mountain, that is not a formation, it is a pure physical attack. It has been in the legend of the Old World. It has buried a celestial realm alive. Just now Zhongshan was buried alive?

Thinking of this, Nianyouyou seemed to be tearing his heart, rushing madly away.

As I flew, I was crying with a dull expression: "I do n’t want roses anymore, I do n’t want roses anymore, Zhongshan, I do n’t want roses anymore, you do n’t need anything, do n’t have anything ...”

"Hey ~!"

The outer periphery of Saint Holy was once again shrouded in a colorful array, and it was impossible to see the slightest inside.

Nianyou was panicking, flying wildly, tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Oh!"

Nianyouyo hit something, it was Zhongshan's chest.

"Zhongshan, are you okay?" Nianyouyou saw Zhongshan and was surprised to hold Zhongshan's face for confirmation.

A panicked face, a surprised look, a terrified tear, and being educated by the Nu Qinghui special training, can disguise any emotional expression of a woman. It can be so real and so complex, even if disguised, it cannot be disguised.

"How can I be wrong!" Zhong Shan laughed.

Nianyouyou hugged Zhongshan as if afraid of losing it again.

Zhongshan raised his right hand slightly and sent the rose to Nianyouyou.

"It's been over a hundred years, and today there aren't 3,000 species collected. This is the 2,997 species. I will find the remaining three!" Zhong Shanrou said.

Hearing Zhongshan's words, Nianyouyou released Zhongshan and looked at the rose in Zhongshan's hands, his expression was dull.

When Zhong Shan was in doubt, Nianyou bit her lip, and tears could not stop flowing in her eyes.

Zhongshan passed in front of Nianyou, and Nianyou took it numbly, and then looked at Zhongshan with a very complicated look. His eyes were moved, happy, excited, and guilty.

"What's wrong?" Zhongshan asked.

Nianyou shook her head as if she didn't want to say her heart, clutching at the rose, she was a little dazed. I don't know what I think.

Zhongshan didn't understand for a moment, the widow behind Daojun had been resolved just a moment ago, the following are other places, I wonder what happened to other places.

"Go, let me look elsewhere!" Zhong Shan said.

"Huh!" Nianyou nodded. Suddenly, Nianyouyou became silent.

Zhongshan rushed to the sacred mountain besieged by Mr. Dead, and Mr. Dead was in an advantage. Zhongshan stopped looking at it and quickly flew down to a sacred hill.

At that sacred mountain, Zhongshan stopped a long distance away. The sky is gloomy, the air is strong in all directions, and there are a lot of small toxic microorganisms, which have a great destructive power. Corrupt everything, curse everything. A powerful plague?

And these plagues are more like being controlled. It is Haomei, the infinite plague radiates to the Quartet with Haomei as the center, and the practitioners who are shrouded in everything fall down to the ground, and their pus is utterly appalling.

There is also a sky ghost beside Hao Meili. In front of them, there is a very strange man. Curse demon division.

"Hao beautiful? You have become strong. It's only been more than three years. How could your curse become so strong? Is it the inheritance of the Plague? You have learned the inheritance of the Plague?" The curse demon teacher exclaimed.

"I'm stronger, I want you to die better, I want to avenge Master, but you also seem to be weak, why is your flame of curse? Why not as strong as three years ago? I know , You must have any secret treasure at that time, now you are not on your body, hahaha, you are finished! "Hao Mei laughed broadly.

"No need to help here, let's go, let's go to the next place!" Zhong Shan pulled Nianyou and left again!