From Cellar to Throne: Zen's Quest for Immortality

Luo Zheng's head was "biting" the cold hand.

"Leng" raised his arm fiercely, and Luo Zheng's body was lifted from the pit.

"Let go!"

Leng swung his arm in the opposite direction and smashed Luo Zheng's body into Lishan again.

But Luo Zheng is still biting, and the way he is biting is so strange that even the knowledgeable "Leng" has some hair in his heart.

Bring it up, swing it down.

Again, again.

After a few breaths, Luo Zheng smashed one huge pit after another near the top of Li mountain.

But "Leng" exhausted his strength and still couldn't get rid of Luo Zheng's face

Luo Yan see his brother was "cold" such abuse, her heart and very speechless.

Brother seems to be able to withstand the "cold" attack, but it is not a matter to be beaten all the time.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

When Luo Zheng hit the Lishan Mountain, a huge stone with a width of about 10 meters splashed and flew to one side, just hitting the rat king who was climbing out of the Lishan Mountain.

"Pa!"

The tail behind the rat king was pulled out at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and the boulder was split from it. The profile was as smooth as a knife.

Several other eared mice also followed the king of victorious rats, and their faces became very strange when they saw the ravaged battle in front of them.

Luo Zheng is an old friend of the ear mouse family. Everyone present, including the king of Shengtian mouse, knows all about his miracles.

They also did not think that Luo Zheng could face the ancient chaos God directly with his immortal painting scroll!

"Luo Zheng is in a strange state now. He seems to be seriously injured, but he can hang on to the cold," one ear mouse said.

The rat King nodded, and his big eyes were staring at Luo Zheng. "His body became very strange. He didn't seem to be injured, but his body became like this on his own initiative..."

"Blood influences the body?" Another ear mouse is thoughtful, and immortality gains some kind of flesh changing blood, which is nothing new.

But he continued, "the key point is not here. Luo Zheng has just defused Leng's attack several times. Leng doesn't dare to use his blood now. This is the most amazing thing!"

What is the greatest reliance of chaos ancient god? Nature is the power of its own blood. That is the power of truth, which is the foundation of chaos ancient god.

But when the power of truth is ineffective, it can only rely on its own brutal body.

"Boom boom..."

After "Leng" attacked repeatedly, he finally couldn't bear to hold it. He grabbed the other hand in the air and made it with a huge ice blade under the white fog.

He thinks that Luo Zheng's eyes, nose and mouth are gone, and he can only rely on this strange body to support himself. He can't dissolve his power of truth again?

Just when the ice blade cut to Luo Zheng, Luo Zheng was still like a dead man. He only knew that he was "biting" the cold hand and had no response to the cold hand.

But just as the ice blade was about to touch Luo Zheng, Luo Zheng's hand was like an eye, and he pressed it precisely on the sharp edge of the ice blade.

"Zi..."

The sharp ice blade didn't have time to cut Luo Zheng's hand, so it melted completely.

“……”

"Cold" is going crazy.

I can't shake it off, I can't smash it, and I'm completely restrained by this guy.

This situation has never been encountered before.

It is impossible for a younger generation to be in the eyes of it. It turns out to be such a thorny problem, which "Leng" did not expect.

"I don't believe it!"

"Leng" seems to be cruel, dragging Luo Zheng straight to a nearby mountain peak.

The peak, like a sharp sword, rushes up to the sky. This is the sword edge peak in Lishan, which is guarded by the mountain master Xu Hao.

When Xu Hao leads his disciples in the mountains to stick to it, he also silently observes the battle between Luo Zheng and "Leng". Seeing that "Leng" rushes over with Luo Zheng, Xu Hao gives orders without common sense.

"All disciples leave jianrenfeng!"

The peaks around Li mountain are too close to the center of Li mountain.

Just after that battle, the disciples in the mountain naturally felt their power. Although they tried their best to release their energy one by one, it was impossible to say that they were not afraid.

After all, the battle of chaos ancient god level, they are only slightly affected, will end up in vain, who is willing to?

So Xu haogang just ordered that all the disciples spread out in all directions at the first time.

The sword peak with tens of thousands of people in the first moment is empty in the next. The evacuation efficiency is really terrible.

"Leng" rushes to the blade peak and stops in time. He reaches out and pats on the blade wind.

"Zizizi..."

The white snow and frost spread along the "cold" palmprint. In the blink of an eye, the blade peak was frozen and became indestructible.Not to mention the mountain master, even if Fuxi and Nuwa came in person, it was difficult to destroy it.

After freezing jianrenfeng, "Leng" drags Luo Zheng and flies straight to the sky!

The rat king, Luo Yan, Xu Hao and others see the action of "Leng" and immediately understand its intention. "Leng" is to drag Luo Zheng down from the sky and nail him to the sword peak.

"Leng" is not unable to beat Luo Zheng now, it just has no good way to end Luo Zheng's life.

If Luo Zheng falls at a high speed and doesn't have a chance to eliminate the power of truth, the sword edge peak can pierce Luo Zheng firmly.

But just as "Leng" just pulled Luo Zheng to sprint upward, Luo Zheng's arm suddenly stretched out like a bone, patted on jianrenfeng, and injected a green energy into jianrenfeng.

"Wow..."

The frozen jianrenfeng mountain melted in an instant, and the surface of the mountain turned into a fairyland.

"Cold" directly froze in mid air, the expression of that orangutan face is indescribable.

Xu Hao, who is avoiding disaster in the distance, looks at this scene with a face full of tears and smiles. Luo Zheng

"Brother..."

Luo Yan also stares big eyes, she feels that what she sees is not a fight, but a farce.

Even my brother

The ancient god "Leng", which resounds through the chaos, seems to be the initiator of this farce.

"Leng" stayed in mid air for five or six breaths, then came close to jianrenfeng with a stiff head, patted jianrenfeng with one hand again, and began to inject the power of truth.

But for a long time, jianrenfeng has not been frozen.

"Leng" lowers his head and sees Luo Zheng's slender and boneless hand sticking to the blade peak again

"Ha ha ha..."

Xu Hao in the distance finally couldn't help laughing.

On the other side, the ear mice, such as the rat king, also chuckled.

Even Luo Yan also temporarily forget brother in danger, a face of strange color.

"Roar!"

"Leng" felt that he was going crazy, and finally he could not help roaring out. The roaring sound full of anger reverberated up and down the whole Li mountain.