From Cellar to Throne: Zen's Quest for Immortality

When the spirit of Hunyuan loses its function, the Queen's defense is not worth mentioning, which is not much better than that of common fierce ants.

However, the vitality of the queen is very tenacious. Even though her whole head is penetrated, she still struggles on the ground, but such struggle is futile.

The mountain mausoleum people, the moon spirit people and the Sirius people are all happy to see this scene. They rush to surround the Queen's body before Lan Qing and Chou Si.

In particular, the mausoleum people tried to tear the Queen's abdomen.

"Well?"

Luo Zheng, who was standing in the air, snorted and covered with a trace of forest.

Luo Zheng is the right master to kill the queen ant. How can the spirit of Hunyuan be distributed by these guys?

After perceiving this breath, the three people's bodies suddenly froze. How dare they have redundant actions?

In their opinion, the queen is as strong as Hunyuan. Luo Zheng can even kill the queen. I'm afraid it won't take much effort to kill them.

After Luo Zheng came down, he stretched out his hand to pull out the sword from the Queen's head, and the three foreigners quickly got out of the way.

"Whew!"

With the sword gently around, the Queen's abdomen has been cut open, the spirit of Hunyuan hidden in it all flows out, and there are many ant eggs flowing out with Hunyuan spirit.

Luo Zheng's sword shakes gently, and every Hunyuan spirit comes out of the Queen's abdomen and falls into Luo Zheng's hands.

The eyes of the three foreign people have been moving up and down with these Hunyuan spirits, silently counting the number.

they also know that they have several kilograms of two, and how much they can divide has the final say by Luo, but the more they are, the more they will get.

When Luo Zheng jumped out the Hunyuan spirit and counted it, there were more than 300 pieces!

There is a limit to the amount of Hunyuan spirit that can be refined by every living creature. If a general living creature wants to carry out a complete reconstruction of Hunyuan, it needs more than 200 Hunyuan. The Hunyuan spirit in the belly of the queen ant is more than enough for one person to carry out the reconstruction of Hunyuan.

The eyes of the three foreign people are full of fire. If they can take it alone, they don't need to risk their lives to fight here.

Lan Qing and Chou Si are both disciples of the heavenly palace. Of course, they think Luo Zheng will favor them.

Luo Zheng has made some calculations in his mind. The biggest part of nature should be left to him, followed by Lan Qing and Chou Si. As for the three foreigners Just a few for each.

But just then, on the top of the cave, two pairs of golden wings were waving gently.

Ling Yu and Yao Yin have been floating in the sky, but the hurricane has already stopped.

"The location is right," Ling said. "The mausoleum people didn't move. They were right below."

Demon drink closed his eyes to feel the soul mark again, and then said: "there are bears and two people coming here, Min Yue and Shennong. Do you want to wait for them?"

Of course, they will not underestimate Luo Zheng's strength. The more people there are, the more likely they are to kill Luo Zheng.

Lingyu's mouth slightly a Qiao, that piece of enchanting smile face has the color of pride, "demon drink afraid that boy is too strong?"

The divine nest is a unique place. Every female demon in the divine nest has amazing strength, but there are too few female demons who are qualified to be cultivated.

In the same stage, the power of Jinwu Shenhuo is almost absolutely suppressed. They are not afraid of any opponents, and there are two of them.

The demon drinks to pour is also direct, "that starts directly!"

Having said that, the wings behind them, golden awn, are blooming, and golden black flame is blazing.

"Buzz..."

Two golden halos emerge from the top of the head and vibrate violently, which is the highly condensed golden black magic fire.

With the two hands gently spread, from the aperture around burst out a pure gold sword!

Ling Ying's index finger pressed down gently, the shell teeth opened gently, spit out a word, "go!"

Those pure gold swords are shooting down!

"Whew, whew, whew..."

Each sharp sword is only the size of a palm, but this highly condensed golden black fire can almost burn everything.

If there is still the spirit of Hunyuan in the mountain, it may be able to stop for a while, but the spirit of Hunyuan in the mountain has been eaten into her stomach by the queen ant, and the whole mountain is not very different from ordinary rocks.

The sword fell on the mountain and immediately burned the rock. The red magma, the golden sword directly penetrated into the mountain and stabbed vertically!

Inside the cave, Luo Zhenggang was about to open his mouth when he suddenly felt a fierce energy reaction from above.

Sorrow, blue feeling and others are also aware of.

Just as they looked up, the top of the cave glowed with golden light, and a golden sword came down like raindrops!

"Hide

The reaction of sorrow and death is the fastest. The whole person quickly retrogresses and rushes towards a corner of the cave.

Lan Qing also wants to avoid it, but unfortunately, several golden swords just fall on her backward path.

Seeing that a golden sword was only a short distance away from her, the heat of the golden sword burned her black hair, and she was scared to lose her face. At this time, a hand suddenly stretched out to block the golden sword, and at the same time, she dragged Lan Qing to her side."Ah..."

Of course Lan Qing knows. It's Luo Zheng who helps her block the golden sword, but Luo Zheng's hand

This little golden black fire was not enough to stimulate Sanskrit on his body surface. A little golden spiral on his arm appeared and burned the fire in the sword clean.

Lan Qing struggles out of the fear of death. Seeing this scene, he is still in a daze. He hears Luo Zheng say: "the cave is going to collapse. You hide in the sorrow and martyrdom."

Then Luo Zheng gently pulls and pushes Lan Qing, and the strength is just right. Lan Qing's body flies in the air for a while, and then floats down beside Chou Si. Chou Si's vision is accurate, and there is no sharp sword in his hiding place.

By contrast, three people of different races are miserable.

They are waiting for the spirit of fenrun Hunyuan. How could they expect such disasters?

After the swords came down, the three men scurried and happened to be in the area densely covered by the golden swords.

"Poof!"

One of the golden swords pierced the head of the Sirian people and killed them on the spot. Their hair was ignited and burned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

It's a pity in the hearts of the mountain people.

He is the only one of these people who knows the truth. He called the banshees.

But he never thought that his life was not worth mentioning in these people's eyes! Exhaust all the skills as like as two peas, the

can still avoid the doom of death, and is run through the three golden swords, which is exactly like the end of the Sirian people.

On the contrary, the Yueling clan who has been silent is the most alert. His other shore Keepsake has a magical means to spread a transparent film of light.

The light film shrouds his head, but the speed of the golden sword that passes through the light film will be slowed down, and he can avoid it calmly.