From Cellar to Throne: Zen's Quest for Immortality

Hearing this, Luo Zheng's brow slightly wrinkled.

Luo Zheng is not satisfied with the power of the "falling star hand", but it does not mean that he underestimates the power of truth.

As we said in 9527, truth must be comprehended from integration to unification. This kind of energy may relate to the essence of chaos.

Moreover, although Luo Zheng condensed the truth Fangjing, he didn't really master it. He was driven by his blood

But the wardens are different.

They believe in the order of "ruins" to control the world, and the ruins must give them some powerful means.

If so, how do Mingwei and Jin deal with it?

"I can really deal with all these lives with the falling star hand?" Luo Zheng continued to ask, but he still couldn't figure out that this magic power, which was far from meeting the requirements of actual combat, could be used to fight against the power of "ruins".

"You'll know by then," he said, quite sure.

Since it said so, Luo Zheng did not ask any more questions and continued to move forward with the large army.

With the guidance of Xiao Yun and the powerful strength of Ming Wei, Jin Lao and other exiles, this team becomes unstoppable.

Although the exiles of those small ethnic groups sniped repeatedly, they were easily resolved. Not only that, some exiles of small ethnic groups often fell into their hands.

Three days later

People have moved tens of thousands of miles in this space.

Those originally remote platforms have been exposed in front of people's eyes, many people's eyes have a trace of excitement.

After all, this expedition was really smooth. After entering this space, they only fell to Qin MI, and then they were like a bolt from the blue all the way

But Mingwei, Jin and others are not so optimistic.

This road is indeed too smooth, smooth abnormal.

When things go wrong, there will be demons. What's more, they are not only fighting against Yan Ming, but also against the exiles of small clans. Their real opponents are the wardens.

So far, none of the warden's family has appeared or made a move.

This is the biggest worry.

"Xiaoyun, the warden family lives here?" Mingwei looks at those high platforms and asks.

Xiaoyun said, "well, this is the place where she was born. Naturally, she can't be more familiar with it. She heard her say:" these high platforms are the towers of imprisonment. There are 200000 towers of imprisonment in total, which are used to bind all the creatures in the whole world. "

Every tower of imprisonment is connected with countless chains of curse, and all the creatures in the world are bound on the high platform.

"Can we destroy these towers?" Mingwei asked again.

Xiao Yun shook his head, "these high platforms are made by the ancient gods of chaos. You can't destroy them."

Hearing this, Chi You's Chi Yi was not satisfied. He said with a faint smile, "I'll have a try!"

Xiao Yun didn't stop Chi Yi. There was no danger in destroying these high platforms.

"Whoosh!"

Chi Yi suddenly raised his figure and suddenly rose up. He clenched his fist with one hand. A black spiral kept circling around his fist.

Of course, the energy emitted from this spiral is also extremely powerful, but it is condensed to the extreme without any energy spilling out.

"Broken!"

Chi Yi only heard a loud roar, a punch has been hit.

The black spiral turned into a black shadow and went straight to the high platform.

When the spiral touches the high platform, it bursts out.

"Boom..."

With a violent roar.

The energy that condensed to the extreme bloomed in an instant.

If it were outside, I'm afraid it would have been earth shaking. The aftereffects of this force alone would have been enough to set off a hurricane that could tear up the mountains.

But here, except for the roar, there was no more movement.

"My power has been absorbed?" Chi Yi's face changed slightly.

The expressions of Mingwei, jinlao and others have not changed at all. The power of chaos ancient god is not what they can fight against. Anything can happen here.

So Mingwei is very clear that they really rely on Xiaoyun and Fuchu.

"Come on, we're going to enter the center of these high platforms," said Xiao Yun.

After Chi Yi tried once, the other exiles didn't say much, so they all came in from below.

Deep in these towers

Yan Hai's face is gloomy, and the black awn is like a poisonous snake's letter.

The exiles standing beside him have been reduced by half, and the lost half has fallen into the hands of Ming Wei, Jin Lao and others.

It has to be said that the exiles of these small clans are still too weak. Even relying on the means of the warden clan, they are still far from enough to fight against Mingwei and others."Brother Yan Hai, what should we do now?" Asked one of the exiles.

The rest of these people, except for the Xuanyuan, were in low spirits.

They want to rely on their own strength to drag those big families into the world, but only after they really face it can they understand their own strength. It's really not enough to mention in front of the big families, and the gap is too big to make up for

"Almost," Yan said faintly.

When other exiles heard this, they looked at each other and did not know what Yan Lai meant.

Yan Lai turned to look at the central area of these platforms, and a black jade pendant came out of his hand. He reached out and pinched it gently, and the jade pendant "snapped" into pieces.

When the jade pendant was broken, it was thousands of miles away from here

Hundreds of people in black cloaks stand on a disc with a diameter of more than 1000 feet.

In the center of the disc, there is an old man with a bent figure.

The old man was skinny and had a face like a skeleton. He was a member of the warden family and a leader of the conservative school.

"I didn't expect that the two little evils left behind at the beginning still attracted them..." The old man murmured.

His voice is like a mosquito, but it is clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

"People like Yan Lai are still too useless to stop them," said a young purple man with a frown on the old man's side.

The old man chuckled, "there is a gap in the strength between them. After Mingwei found out the two little evils, I knew that this day would always come."

"Patriarch, do you want to turn on equality now?" A clear female voice came from the black cloak.

With a long sigh, the old man's dim eyes twinkled with a ray of light. After a long sigh, he finally made up his mind and nodded slightly.

At this moment, the huge disc under the cloakers' feet began to rotate slowly