King of Gods

In the past six months, there has been a sensation in the West Ridge of the ancient Shu area.

A few decades ago, the hundred grass gates that were attacked by Huanglongge came back and re-established.

When Huang Longge first noticed this, he sent a large number of members and launched a four-and-a-half-strong battle between the two sides.

In the end, the hundred grass gate blocked the first wave of the Huanglongge offensive.

Subsequently, the members of the past hundred grass gates gradually returned, and many forces even directly evaded the Huanglong Pavilion and returned to the hundred grass gates.

Baicaomen underground discussion hall.

"Han Ninger, the old man did not look at you wrong, the hundred grass door can be rebuilt, it is your credit!"

A green-haired old man sitting high above, with a smile on his face.

This person was the owner of the hundred grass gates. After the hundred grass gates were defeated, he was hidden with some members and he was planning to re-emerge.

The rest of the hundred grass gates also smiled and nodded, eyes gathered on a green woman.

The woman was particularly eye-catching in the dimly lit hall, exuding pure vitality and vitality. It looked like an elf in the forest, and it was beautiful and beautiful.

"The doorkeeper, this is what I should do, but this thing, thank you Xia Hou brother!"

Han Ning's face with a smile, looked at his side, a simple green clothes, straight and majestic Xia Houwu.

At the beginning, at the time of the Lingzu, Zhao Feng just broke through the true **** and played against Xia Houwu of the Holy Land.

Later, Zhao Feng sent Han Ninger to the holy place of life, and Xia Houwu was responsible for receiving them.

After such a long time, Xia Houwu has successfully made a breakthrough and became a seven-order ancient god.

“Thank you for your holy land, willing to help the grass door!”

The master of the hundred grasses looked at the man next to Han Ninger, and his face was excited.

It is a great fortune to have a descendant of life in the door.

Being able to climb a relationship with the legendary holy place is something he never dared to hope for in his life.

"Little things!"

Xia Houwu waved his hand and said that he did not pay attention to it.

In fact, this is his personal will, and has nothing to do with the holy place of life.

Otherwise, Huanglongge will soon surrender, and dare to continue to fight against the grass.

"Xia Hou Gongzi is too modest, if not you, we can not compete with Huanglongge!"

The main smile of the hundred grass door.

In the last two major forces of fighting, the main body of Baicao was seriously injured, and it has not completely healed until now.

Xia Houwu is a seven-order ancient god, a descendant of life, a disciple of life and a powerful disciple.

It is from this that the Herbs Gate can compete with the Huanglong Pavilion.

At this moment, Xia Houwu is the hope of the entire hundred grass gates, the object of worship of countless disciples.

The high-rise of Baicaomen hopes that Han Ninger and Xia Houwu will walk together, so that the hundred-grass door will be more secure.

At this time, there was a slight fluctuation in the enchantment of the chamber.

Hey!

A green shadow came in directly.

"The main player, Huanglongge attacked again!"

The spy was half-squatting and respectfully said.

"Ready to fight!"

The main face of the hundred grass door changed, and immediately shouted.

The next moment, the entire hall of parliament became empty.

Within the hundred grass gates, all members quickly assembled.

Not long after, the distant horizon, two majestic dragon boats.

One of the top of the dragon boat, the skin is dark yellow, tall and tall, the Huanglongge master, a look of majesty.

"Xia Hou Gongzi, this thing is the grievance of Huanglongge and Baicaomen. I hope you don't interfere!"

Huang Longge first looked at Xia Houwu.

Xia Houwu is a person of life's holy land. If it is not the life holy place is too far away from here, Huanglongge simply does not dare to continue to shoot.

On the other hand, he also saw that Xia Houwu came to help the grass door, purely personal will, and has nothing to do with the holy place of life.

"I have already promised the clerk, this thing, I will manage it!"

Xia Houwu's face is firm.

See Xia Houwu, the top of the hundred grass gates, all face dew.

In their view, Xiahou Wuding is interesting to Han Ninger.

"Huanglongge, the revenge of the past, the hundred grass gates will definitely be!"

The owner of the hundred grass gates looked at the owner of the Huanglong Pavilion, and there was a glimmer of light in the eyes.

Although he was seriously injured, Xia Houwu was healing for him, and it will take a long time to heal.

The herbaceous goalkeeper will rise again!

"Haha, I am afraid you have no chance!"

Huang Longge suddenly burst into laughter.

This scene made the top of the Baicao door feel embarrassed.

It stands to reason that the strength of Huanglongge can't help the grass.

But the Huanglongge owner is so confident, is Huanglongge getting strong support?

At this time, the far-field sky was filled with a heart-warming atmosphere.

Boom!

Innumerable dark and cold figure, floating.

"Ghosts!"

The main face of the hundred grass door is a glimpse.

The ghosts, the more powerful races of the four-and-a-half-strength forces, have as many as six ancient gods, far more than the ordinary four-and-a-half-power.

At the moment, there are three seven-order ancient gods.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the hundred grass gates, and Xia Houwu, the face is also gloomy.

Xia Houwu is powerful, and at the same time he has dealt with two seven-order ancient gods.

However, the enemy suddenly had three more ancient gods, and already had the advantage of crushing the grass door.

"Xia Hou Gongzi, advise you to leave directly, although we will not kill you, but when we fight, we can't care so much, it will inevitably hurt you!"

Huang Longge once again looked at Xia Houwu.

At this moment, the entire battlefield, silence, and the side of the grass, feel deep despair.

No matter whether Xia Houwu does not help the grass, they are not opponents of Huanglongge.

Xia Houwu, his face is also very embarrassing, he promised Han Ning's things, I am afraid I can't do it.

However, at this time, there was a plain voice in the distance: "Han Ninger, you really came back, and Xiahou brother, I didn't expect you to come over!"

This voice is very casual, breaking the atmosphere of serious silence.

Huanglongge and the ghosts are looking at each other.

The eyes of the members of the Baicao Gate also flashed. The person who suddenly came, seems to be a friend of Han Ninger and Xia Houwu.

But when everyone saw Zhao Feng, his face changed and he was shocked.

"Zhao Feng!"

The Huanglongge master and many high-level officials have come out.

The members of the Baicaomen were also very surprised. Isn't this person Zhao Feng, who had been raving about the ancient Shu area for decades?

Zhao Feng was stunned by many major forces and actually dared to run back.

"Zhao Feng, how about your grandson's ‘mo ghost?’

On the side of the ghosts, an ancient **** looked cold and murdered.

This is a pre-existing god, and it was the quasi-god who had a conflict with Zhao Feng before the ancient martial arts martial arts. Later, he became a member of the five-line palace.

"Zhao brothers, how are you here?"

Xia Houwu is also very surprised.

The things in the red star field, the holy place of life is still relatively clear.

It is rumored that Zhao Feng is the owner of the ninth shrine. After the gods awakened, they defeated the ancient soul temple and disappeared without a trace.

Han Ninger, who saw Zhao Feng, was very excited. Since the last time, she has never seen Zhao Feng again.

After hearing Zhao Feng’s ninth shrine, she still worried that Zhao Feng would not have any accidents.

At the same time, the appearance of Zhao Feng also made the two of them see hope.

In the purple spirit domain, the red star field, Zhao Feng is even defeated by the gods!

On the other side, the Huanglongge and the Ghosts are gloomy.

At the beginning, Zhao Feng’s strength was extremely extraordinary, and the ancient squatting area was turned upside down.

Today, even Xia Houwu calls Zhao Feng "Zhao Xiong", which shows that Zhao Feng's strength is bound to grow.

"Don't act rashly, tell Zhao Feng's return, tell the above forces, someone has come to deal with him!"

Huang Longge is more stable and secretly communicates with the people of the Ghosts.

"Zhao Xiong, please also take your shot and solve this matter!"

Xia Houwu said with a smile.

On the side of the hundred grass gates, the eyes suddenly looked awkward.

Xia Houwu of the Holy Land of Life, actually asked Zhao Feng to shoot.

And look at Xia Houwu's appearance, there is no worry, like Zhao Feng shot, all this can be solved.

In the same way, Han Ninger also smiled as if he had forgotten the war.

"First wait!"

Zhao Fengping said lightly.

and many more?

Xia Houwu, a little doubt, why wait?

On the other side, Huanglongge and the ghostly family, watching Zhao Feng and others talking and laughing, looked extremely embarrassed.

"Huanglongge master, let's take the shot together and kill Zhao Feng first. I don't believe he can beat us!"

The ancient gods of the ghosts are terrible.

But it is at this time.

There was an earth-shattering volatility in the distant sky.

Hey!

The three figures are directly in the center of the two sides, with a breathtaking atmosphere and vibration.

"Gui Yuanzong, the ancient **** of Yuan Yuan!"

Ghosts and Huanglongge ancient gods, horrified.

They passed the news of Zhao Feng's return to some forces, including Gui Yuanzong, but Yuan Yuanzong did not come so soon.

And here, it is actually a half-step lord of the Lord, and two elders of the ninth-order peak.

They realized that Zhao Feng was probably stronger than they thought.

"Zhao Feng, surrender to the first quasi-god, and you will be shackled!"

The ancient gods of Qianyuan did not control the presence of the three major four-and-a-half forces. Their eyes gazed directly on Zhao Feng, and they were flat.

"You finally came over and solved it together!"

Zhao Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth and looked at the three people.

Xia Houwu and Han Ninger suddenly understood the "waiting" before Zhao Feng.

It’s just a half-step god, they don’t worry at all.

On the other hand, the hundred grass gates, all the trepidation, can not help but retreat, this Yuanzong is obviously to find Zhao Feng's trouble.

"Oh? How do you want to solve it?"

The lord of the Yuan dynasty looked awkward and listened to Zhao Feng’s tone and seemed to know their arrival.

"I naturally hope to solve it peacefully!"

Zhao Feng said calmly.

At the beginning, he imprisoned the talented members of many forces, but those people wanted to kill him, so Zhao Feng did not make a mistake.

Moreover, these members have been put into a dream too old, naturally it is impossible to let it out, so as not to reveal his secret.

"It’s ridiculous, you can compare it with the righteousness, since you don’t compromise, you will return to Yuanzong!"

The ancient gods of Qianyuan were slightly angry.

In fact, a peaceful solution is also feasible, but Zhao Feng’s interests are too great. Sometimes the empty robe, the curse of the death curse, and the five-line palace of the righteousness, killing Zhao Feng, can get all this.

"Hey, this kid is deserving!"

The ghosts and other people suddenly laughed.

The Huanglong Pavilion is also very happy.

The patriarch of the Yuan Dynasty personally shot, Zhao Feng will die, no doubt, maybe the grass door will be implicated.