War of the Three Realms

Chapter 1740 Battle of the Eastern Gods, Buddhism and Taoism [-]
As the manager, Qin Zhen's hair turned half white overnight, but he had no choice but to stand on the crossing platform every day, looking at the locust-like heavenly army outside the valley and worrying.

Although several major sects in the cultivation world and disciples of the black prison practiced angrily, and with the help of elixir, their progress was astonishing, but after all, they couldn't eat a big fat man in one bite.

The highest strength of these new generations is only the Golden Immortal, which is naturally incomparable to the tens of thousands of years of cultivation of the outside army. If it is a direct battle, the Heavenly Court may only need one ten-thousandth of its troops to defeat the Valley of the Evil Gods.

The huge disparity in strength cannot be eliminated by mere courage.

Everyone in the valley of the evil gods was full of despair, especially at such a critical moment, the inexplicable disappearance of the owner of the valley made them lose all confidence.

If it weren't for the self-defense of the Super God Formation still running, and the huge amount of sacred stones underneath as a power source, I am afraid that everyone would have collapsed.

"Lord Cthulhu, where are you? Could it be that you just watched the Cthulhu Valley that you built with your own hands disappear? Or, did you know about today's situation and abandoned us as soon as possible?"

Qin Zhen looked at the heavenly army outside the evil god's valley, his heart was full of bitterness, and he could not help but sigh.

But just as he sighed, he heard a voice behind him say: "Do you really think that the current Lord Cthulhu is still the original one?"

This voice sounds clear and pleasant, like a child's voice, but it also has a strange Sanskrit sound, which makes people's hearts tremble, as if the sound of chanting sutras is spreading slowly.

Qin Zhen intuitively felt a chill in his back, and a gust of cold air rushed straight to the top of his head. In an instant, he was sweating profusely, unable to move.

Although the aura behind him seemed peaceful and stable, Qin Zhen felt a heavy killing intent in it.

Not everyone is qualified to hang out on this tribulation altar.

Except for those who have crossed the catastrophe, it is generally strictly forbidden for anyone to come up. After all, this is the root of the Evil God Valley, and its importance is self-evident. There are heavy soldiers guarding it for ten miles, and ordinary people cannot approach it at all.

Qin Zhen was not afraid that someone would hear his disrespectful words, but at this moment, such a person who could not distinguish between friends and foes suddenly appeared without a sound, and it was still so strange that he couldn't help being afraid.

"Qin Zhen, don't be afraid, if I am going to sneak attack you, you will be dead long ago."

The weird voice said gently, without the slightest hostility.

Qin Zhen couldn't help calming down gradually. He also knew that if the opponent could avoid so many guards and touch behind him silently, his strength must be far superior to his own.

"Today is my birthday, I was a little drunk, I finally suppressed my headache, sat down and wrote a chapter, I'm sorry everyone. "

(End of this chapter)