The first thousand four hundred and ninety-five chapters

"Hey!"

Immediately after, a dragon screamed through the palace, and after the three people flew, the dead man in the underground palace suddenly screamed, a pair of empty and terrible eyes, immediately the highest strength among the three, also threatened The oldest evil emperor looked at the past.

"Master!"

Wang Chong’s heart trembled and immediately felt something, and his face changed sharply. Although the living palace of the underground palace did not do anything, but this moment, Wang Chong feels that Master is facing an unprecedented crisis.

"Hey!"

The next moment, the middle-aged palace of the Eastern Han robes, the dead people in the golden sky, rose in the golden light, just in the eyes of everyone, his right hand stretched out, and after seeing his head, I saw that the building’s "Thirty-three Days" suddenly burst sharply. In the blink of an eye, it condenses into a twenty-two-section golden dragonfly.

This scene suddenly came, and everyone was shocked. No one had thought that the "Thirty-three Days" behind the Dalu inheritors had such a powerful ability.

In the distance, the middle-aged palace inheritors have been holding the "Thirty-three Days" into the palm of their hands. There is no hesitation in the slightest, people are united, and the breath is soaring, like a golden storm. The old emperor in the distance shot away.

At this moment, the breath in the void immediately tightened to the extreme.

"not good!"

Seeing this scene, the village chief and the old emperor of the evil spirits also changed suddenly.

Among the three, the oldest of the evil spirits is the core of this war. The middle-aged underground palace lived a dead man, and the yang was just as strong as the tyrannical tyrannical tycoon. Most of them were blocked by the evil emperor.

If this is not the case, everyone will fight alone, I am afraid that as long as the four-pole Wujun, a face-to-face is killed by these dead people in the palace. The living dead killed the evil spirits, and all the others were dead.

"Stop him!"

A violent scream rang through the world.

Bang!

In the next moment, there was no hesitation in the slightest, and the ancestors and the innocent village chiefs endured the injury, almost simultaneously bursting out. The white cane in the hands of the village chief of Wushou slammed hard and screamed in midair, turning into a white dragon of more than ten meters, and first rushed to the dead in the underground palace.

Behind the ancestors, the water mist of a stock came together and quickly turned into a raging wave. In midair, it turned into a number of water-curved ice-blade blades, and rushed to the underground palace. And go.

These ox-like water knife ice blades are one of the eternal ancestors of the ancestors. They can enter the military body along the pores and holes, and walk around with the blood and meridians.

Once inside the body, life and death are not allowed. This is also the power and horror of the ancestors.

The lonely ancestor has little to do with this war, but after entering the underground palace from the underground, everything is not allowed. The evil emperor died, and the ancestors were only dead.

In the distance, hey, the old Emperor of the evil spirits paled and looked like a blank. His clothes are full of blood, but the look is always so calm, there seems to be nothing to make him move.

"Chonger, go!"

In the light stone fire, a voice came into the mind, and then rumbling, a burst of earth-shattering explosions came to mind, evil emperor Zhang Wenfu, Wushou village chief, and lonely ancestors, the world's top three giant pythons and underground palaces The middle-aged living dead in the middle of the battle.

"what!"

Just listening to a few screams in a row, in the mighty golden light, the three figures were stunned by the huge waves of the big bang, and Qi Qizhen flew out.

"Master!"

At that moment, Wang Chong was shocked and finally exclaimed. Even at the last minute, Master is always worried about himself.

Looking at the figure flying out in the air, and the old, familiar voice in my mind, the blood in Wang Chong's body instantly turned to the DC.

In the distance, the diffuse golden light, countless large and small golden compasses, densely packed, front and rear, constitute a huge fortress. Among the fortresses, the middle-aged palace lived in a cold and indifferent look, and the body was very straight. The twenty-two-year-old golden dragonfly was held in the hand, and it was like a mountain stand, but it did not suffer any damage.

- This Da Luo Xian Zhen all resolved the attack of the three people and resisted it.

Looking at the center of the underground palace is like a **** of death. The powerful underground palace is a dead person, and everyone is deeply desperate.

No one thought that the power of the three people could not beat him. The power of Da Luo Xian Gong has completely exceeded the imagination.

boom!

At this time, the earth shook, and the living dead man with a height of one meter and eight feet held the golden long squat, and suddenly walked two steps forward, once again locking the old emperor in front.

In the entire underground palace, blood was flying, and no one can stop him now.

"Master!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Chong couldn't help but tremble violently. He insisted that he wanted to stand up and join the battle, but only after a move, a sharp pain immediately came from all over the body, and the whole body seemed to tear.

At this moment, his injuries in the body are far more serious than imagined. The repeated fierce battles, the constant use of suffocation, and the death of the dead man in the underground palace have already made him lose the ability to fight.

"Old village chief, lonely from the ancestors, you bring the rush to leave here, I will drag this living dead!"

At this time, the voice of the old Emperor of the Evil suddenly sounded in the ears of everyone. His clothes were broken, his mouth was full of blood, but his eyes were looking forward, but he was very firm.

The elders of the evil emperor in this moment did not have the slightest panic. Instead, they showed an incomparable calmness and calmness. It seems that there has been some awareness and corresponding preparation in the heart.

Hey, the next moment, there is no hesitation in the slightest, and I can't take care of the injury. The old man of the evil emperor has a vertical and a violent rush to the opposite living.

"Master! -"

Wang Chong finally couldn't help but yell.

"Wen Fuxiong!"

"Evil Emperor!"

In the underground palace, the village chief and the ancestors of the Wushou also understood the determination of the old emperor, and his heart trembled.

"boom!"

On the opposite side, the tall, dead man, with no expression on his face, was at the moment when the old Emperor of the evil spirits rushed over, and his foot was stepping on it, suddenly like a shell, and broke out.

At that moment, the huge suffocation was like a landslide and tsunami, and it erupted. The vast golden light made the heavens and the earth eclipsed, and the time seemed to stop at this moment.

It’s been hundreds of years since the sectarian world’s annihilation has been lost. However, despite its status as the first martial art of China and the Middle Kingdom, it is impossible for anyone to shake.

Even if it is the great yin and yang heaven and earth to create chemical power, or the eternal learning of the thousands of qi qi shui, it must be eclipsed in front of Da Luo Xian Gong, bowed to the court.

The Dalu Xiangong inheritors in the underground palace, although isolated from the world, annihilated hundreds or even thousands of years, still show the status of Da Luo Xiangong to all people with terror strength.

Ten meters, eight meters, six meters...

Looking at Master's back, and the opposite side of the underground palace living dead, Wang Chong's heart was gray to the extreme.

"No, absolutely not..."

Wang Chong clenched his fists, his lips trembled, his face was pale and there was no blood. In the time and again, Master has occupied an extremely important position in his heart. For Wang Chong, he even regarded him as a father's existence.

The suffocating gas in the meridians of the body is still violent. The intense pain is like a bite of ants. It is constantly coming from everywhere, but everything that is going to happen in front of us is far more painful and unacceptable than the suffocation of the body.

"There must be opportunities, there must be opportunities!"

Wang Chong's eyes were red, strong arms, back against the wall, the body kept shaking, trying to get up from the ground. The suffocation in his body is like a galloping conflict, and he is always on the verge of collapse and embarrassment, but Wang Chong is disregarded.

Hey, the next moment, when Wang Chong’s gaze passed through the middle-aged palace and the dead human body, the shocking golden compass fortress, suddenly, Wang Chong’s heart moved and trembled:

"this is--"

The golden light outside the living room of the middle-aged palace is too strong. The unrivalled strength that he showed, concealed everything else, and made people subconsciously remember his arrogant image, ignoring the lives of these dead people, but they are just one strength. A powerful warrior.

They will be injured as well, and there will be flaws in other people.

This living dead has been defensive bastion consisting of hundreds of thousands of large and small, densely packed golden compasses.

All the radon attacks in this golden fortress will be layered. But at this moment, when the living dead vacated, Wang Chong first noticed that there was a slap-sized golden compass in the position corresponding to the small toe of his left foot.

The inner compass of the golden compass fortress on the living dead is interlocked and connected to each other. Any tiny place will have a compass that is formed by the scorpion.

So when Wang Chong felt that there was a missing piece in the lower left corner of the fort, almost instinctively felt something wrong.

After the initial doubts, Wang Chong’s heart suddenly saw something:

"His toes have been hurt!"

Wang Chong's spiritual strength is so powerful that he gains the power of the beast. He is now more powerful than the Master and the old villagers. Although he could not use hernia, Wang Chong’s powerful mental perception still exists.

Almost instantaneously, Wang Chong’s spirit can perceive that the living palace in front of the palace is different from any living dead person he has seen before.

- He is talented and has six toes!

People born with six toes, the body's meridians must be different from ordinary people. Wang Chong didn't know that he was trying to cultivate Da Luo Xian Gong, so he had cut a toe, or he was injured in a certain battle. In short, under his shoes, the sixth toe was obviously missing.

In normal times, even if it is a heart, it is difficult to see it, but in the fierce battle with the old emperor, the black-scarred village chief, and the lonely ancestors, the strong suffocating shock obviously caused this old disease in his body, which made the original 皴The cracked place collapsed again.

More importantly, Wang Chong found that because of this congenital defect, the powerful and mysterious, the mental ban written on the surface of the human body did not cover the left toe of the left foot.