The first five hundred and fifty-six chapters

In all the hearts of the Dalu people, Da Luo Xianjun is the real god. It is the existence of worshipping everyone. Without Da Luo Xianjun, there is no such guardian.

She never thought that she could see the living Da Luo Xianjun in her lifetime. This is the treatment that all the guardians have never had. Only by this point she has died without regrets.

"This time, if it is not for the black people to hold on, even if it is dead, I am absolutely impossible to arrive here."

"Is there something in your hands that can control this institution? Can you not open a passage from these institutions?"

At this time, an elder of the Five ancestors also asked. Throughout the whole process, Xuan Yin's ancestors, the bones and ancestors, and the three ghosts and ancestors were all silent. Due to the existence of Wang Chong, some questions are not easy to ask directly, but if there is a subordinate of the League, there is no such problem.

"It's no use. These top-down bronze pieces are the ultimate organs in the treasure. When I summon these bronze pieces, the last control unit of our Daluo people has completely failed. Now even me. There is no such thing as a solution. Moreover, the sacred land of Xianjun is built in the veins, and it is impossible to leave a passage to the outside."

The leader of the big Luo female Shen Shen.

When I heard this sentence, everyone was bleak in the eyes. The words of the female leader of the Dala are undoubtedly proclaiming the death penalty of everyone. It is also saying that there is no other way than everyone else sitting and waiting here.

"It's useless, don't kill that Huanglong Zhenjun, we all don't want to leave here alive!"

At this time, a calm voice was not high and low, and it sounded in everyone's ears. Everyone in the heart moved, and they followed the sound. They saw the central area at the bottom of the cave. Wang Chong was a robes. His body was like a gun. He looked up at his head. When everyone spoke, he kept looking up at the changing dazzling eyes above. Golden light.

No one knows more about the horror of Huang Longzheng than him. This person may be as old and even more powerful as Da Luozhen. The encounter with this trip to the northwest has gone far beyond his imagination. There is a feeling in Wang Chong's heart. This embarrassment, he probably has touched some huge secrets that he has not been able to reach in his life.

And around the four, with Wang Chong's words, unconsciously quiet down, a pair of eyes light with Wang Chong looking to the sky.

"This world, why are there such powerful fighters!"

Some warriors muttered to themselves. It was not until this time that they had time to pay attention to the two "culprits" that caused this.

"Is that person really a big Luo Xianjun? How can a person live for more than a thousand years?"

Another whisper sounded in the dark. All of this happened too fast and too fast. For many warriors, although they have experienced so many life and death battles, until now, they still don't understand what happened here.

Those mysterious black men, as well as the female leader of the Great Luo, later appeared the existence of Wang Chong as Huang Longzhenjun, and the big Luo Xianjun who was already dead... For many warriors, they were the first I feel that my brain is not enough.

There was silence in the darkness. Even Song Yuanyi, the lonely ancestors looked up at the top. At this time, no one had spoken. Everyone felt a deep shock in their hearts.

Rumble, just as everyone looked up at the top of the head, another burst of earth-shattering explosions came from above, and a large pile of rocks mixed with the instinct of Da Luo Xianjun and Huang Longzhen, flying from above. More than half of these rocks lie on the upper rock wall on the way down, and only half of the rocks continue to fall from above.

But for everyone, this time has been able to escape.

"Boom!"

At this time, another loud noise came from above, but this time is different from any previous one. The violent explosion is much louder than any time, and the whole world seems to be torn. Open.

Above the top of the head, the golden light that had been entangled together suddenly split into two. I saw a figure flying far away, hitting the opposite rock wall, and a loud explosion exploded. Countless rocks smashed from above.

"Ha ha ha, for more than a thousand years, Da Luo Xianjun, your martial arts seems to have regressed a lot. I see what you still have to fight against me! If you don't hand over the doomsday mark, you will only have one dead end!"

At this time, Huang Longzheng’s weird laughter came from above, and the thunder rumbled like a thunder in this underground space. The surrounding rock walls were shaking and even some rocks were directly from the rock wall. The earthquake fell.

"Hey!"

Seeing this scene, all of a sudden, everyone changed their faces.

"Not good! That person has to win!"

"The man closed the passage and he wanted to kill all of us here!"

"Well, what should I do now?!"

Wang Chong and Song Yuanyi and others have not spoken yet, and other sectarian warriors and idle martial artists are in a moment of chaos. Whether it is Da Luo Xianjun or Huang Long Zhenjun, none of them have ever seen it. When Huang Longzheng Jun appeared, it was just a golden light, but because of Wang Chong’s relationship, everyone instinctively chose to accept Da Luo Xianjun.

If he can't stop it, even if everyone is together, I am afraid it is not the opponent of Huang Longzhen.

"How to do how to do?"

Everyone was in a panic.

On the side, in the darkness, Song Yuanyi, Xie Guangting and others did not speak, but the eyes were dignified, and the grim look clearly showed their inner feelings.

"Bastard! We have so many people here, almost gathered the elite of the entire sectarian world, is it sitting here, can't do anything?"

Suddenly, Xuan Yin's ancestors grind their teeth and couldn't help but scream. As the big devil in the sectarian world, even Song Yuanyi can't let him bow. But now, in the face of the existence of the two gods above, he can't do anything, and he can only wait to die. This feeling makes him crazy.

"Kid, can you do anything?"

Suddenly, a voice came from the darkness, and the bones and ancestors who had never said anything suddenly opened their mouths.

In a word, everyone's attention was concentrated on Wang Chong's body in an instant, and the four surrounding unconsciously quieted down. Everyone turned to look at Wang Chong, and his eyes were full of expectations.

Although Wang Chong is a disciple of the evil emperor, and is still a court prince, in the strict sense, it does not have much to do with the sectarian world. At this time, he could not turn to speak. But unconsciously, everyone has long forgotten his identity and regarded him as the backbone.

This point, I am afraid that even Song Yuanyi and Xuan Yin ancestors can not match.

In fact, at this moment, even Song Yuanyi and Xie Guangting looked at Wang Chong as well. The look of the two was enough to explain everything.

Quiet in the dark, the needle can be heard, everyone is waiting for Wang Chong's reply.

"senior……"

Wang Chong looked up at the top, and his heart was heavy.

Now everyone's hopes are pinned on Da Luo Xianjun, but with his current strength, including everyone, together, I am afraid it is difficult to intervene in this level of fighting.

Sometimes, it is not just a matter of quantity that can solve the problem.

"What should I do? What should I do?..."

Wang Chong did not speak, just looked up at the golden light above the group, and thought sharply in his mind.

The means of Huang Longzheng Jun has transcended the scope of martial arts. This kind of character, let alone defeat him, even the devil he made with him, has made everyone rushed and almost disappeared...

"Hey!"

Suddenly, Wang Chong’s mind flashed in the mind, and he thought of something steeply. He didn’t wait for everyone to react. His body shape suddenly moved to the edge of the bottom right side of the right front.

This sudden move immediately caught the attention of everyone.

"what happened?"

Everyone looked at each other and was greatly surprised. Song Yuanyi, Xie Guangting and the two also looked at each other and quickly followed Wang Chong and followed.

"Boy, what did you find?"

Xuan Yin ancestors, Wan Gui ancestors, bone demons and other people have also followed.

However, Wang Chong did not pay attention to everyone. His eyes were like electricity. He quickly searched for something at the bottom of the cave. He quickly looked at the movement and quickly settled on the edge of the mountain, a group of mountains and dark objects.

The people were greatly surprised. They looked at Wang Chong’s eyes and quickly recognized what it was.

"Ghost?"

That fell to the bottom of the hole, the stone pile is generally dark, and it is the demons that everyone did together not long ago.

The body of the demon is 100 meters high, its huge weight plus the height of six or seven kilometers, and the suction at the bottom of the abyss. Even the powerful monster, the demons, has been smashed. Violent on the spot.

"What does he want to do?"

Everyone looked at the back of Wang Chong, and they were puzzled in one heart.

But at this moment, Wang Chong did not care about it. As he moved, he jumped on the body of the demon and glanced over it, quickly finding the head of the demon.

"This is it!"

Wang Chong leaped to the past and landed on the skull with one foot high.

"kill!"

It was said that it was too late, at this time, the demon, who seemed to have been dead for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes, and the huge head jerked up, and a snarling roar was heard in his mouth.

"what!"

This scene suddenly came, and everyone was scared and frightened, and they all stepped back. The people stood on the ground for so long, they didn’t see it moving at all, and no one thought that the land devil had not died yet.

There is no danger in this place. With the strength of the demon, I am afraid that I will not know how many people will die.

"Damn, run away!"

An idle warrior was frightened and pale, and he rushed to the distance and tried to climb the rock wall to escape. But I haven't run far, hey, just listen to the sound of a sharp blade, the roaring sound behind him stops, everything is fixed.

The sectarian martial artist looked a glimpse, and the ghost turned his head back. He saw Wang Chong standing on the huge head of the demon. The sword of the great Luo Xianjian in his hand was stabbed out, and Qigen did not enter the head of the demons. The devil's scarlet eyelids slammed loudly, and then the pupils quickly dissipated, and the bang banged back to the ground, motionless.

And the last breath of life on it is also disappearing at this moment.

This time is finally completely dead.