Paramount War God

When he found that there were no traps and obstacles, the army slowed down. At this time, Zilu roared fiercely.

"Hurry up, speed up, who made you slow down."

The roar of Zilu frightened everyone. The army immediately picked up speed and rushed forward.

"Lord Zilu, there are no killing arrays and traps. Why should we hurry like this?" someone asked in a puzzled way.

"This is the other party's plan. The other party wants to get to the fallen cherry blood Lord before us and cause damage. We must speed up, dare to arrive before them and tell the fallen cherry blood Lord about it."

"You mean the other party's purpose is to kill the Sakura blood Lord?"

"This is not true. Their goal is the most precious thing in the ancient ruins, the palm of God." Zilu said coldly, with a gloomy face.

"It's not the fallen cherry blood lord over there. What can they do?"

"The fallen cherry blood master doesn't know what's going on here. They will be exploited by those people, and they obviously know they can't get this territory, so their way is to destroy the useful things here." Zilu said coldly.

"If we don't get it, we will destroy it. Indeed, this is the practice. If it were us, we would do the same."

The army rushed towards the underground palace quickly, but these people who didn't return the same way slowly found that it was not so simple. It was a huge maze.

"No, Lord Zilu, we seem to be lost."

"Damn, where's the psychic who leads the way? What's he doing?" Zilu roared angrily.

"Lord Zilu, the Linghua master who leads the way now is only a novice Linghua master of level 13. In such a maze, he has no choice but to deliberate and explore slowly."

"What about other senior psychics? Why let a novice psychic lead the way?"

"All the other senior psychics are dead." a trembling voice sounded, and Zilu's face changed dramatically.

"Hey hey, what you think in your mind is right. Our goal now is not the palm of God, but you." Fuyu's cold laughter sounded like the voice of hell demons, which blew in the hearts of Zilu and others.

"Divide us and break them one by one. This is your plan." Zilu said with a pale face. He finally realized that the matter was much more serious than he thought.

If the other party just wants to cheat him away, and then takes the opportunity to destroy the palm of God, it means that the other party has given up this place and is just doing damage.

The other Party chose to kill them one by one, so the goal is very clear, that is, this whole ancient relic area.

Ambition is really big!

Who is the other person? How many people?

"That's right," Fu Yu said with a smile. "It's a pity that I know now. It's too late."

"Who the hell are you?" Zilu asked coldly. He didn't believe that the other party was from Langya Xianshan Pavilion. The army of Langya Xianshan pavilion was stopped by another army. Why would it still appear here.

"The black tiger army of Langya Xianshan Pavilion is a small soldier under Mu Tian, a general with colorful armor under the Lord's account. My name is Fuyu." Fuyu raised his head and said with a bright smile.

"It's impossible. Your black tiger army in Langya Xianshan Pavilion is fighting with another army of xueyin Tianzong. It's impossible to appear here." Zilu said coldly, "Either you are from other forces and disguised as Langya Xianshan pavilion to deceive us. Or you are another army of Langya Xianshan Pavilion, hidden deep enough to make us think that there is only one army in Langya Xianshan Pavilion."

"Ya Shan, you won." Fu Yu said suddenly, a little disappointed, and his head drooped.

Yashan pushed open an ancient bronze door on one side and came out, "willing to gamble and admit defeat, ten bottles of spiritual liquid."

Looking at Yashan's outstretched hand, he took out ten bottles of original liquid from the space bag for the rest of his life. Yashan happily put away the original liquid and said, "do you know why you lost?"

Fu Yu shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"Because brother Mu told me that they would not believe it." Yashan showed a cunning smile.

Fu Yu's feet jumped, "Damn, it's not fair."

Looking at Ya Shan and Fu Yu taking this bet, Zi Lu's eyebrows were green, and there was a flash of anger and a chill in his eyes.

"Kill me." Zilu drank coldly and drank blood. The strong soldiers of Tianzong rushed to Fuyu and Yanshan.

"Ya Shan, do you want to continue gambling?" Fu Yu's face showed a sinister smile.

"What are you betting on?" Yashan replied frankly without fear.

"Close the door and beat the dog. It depends on who plays fast. This time, 20 bottles of original liquid." Fuyu said quickly.

"OK," said a member of the cliff mountain, and the two men entered the two ancient bronze gates respectively.

The army brought by Zilu divided into two groups and rushed to the room.

Roar——

With two loud noises in a row, the ancient bronze doors of both rooms were closed. The battle broke out instantly. However, the bronze ancient gate has a very strong sound insulation effect, and there is no sound at all.

"Lord Zilu, how can I feel something wrong?" there were less than ten people outside, surrounded by Zilu in the center.

"Let's go and return from the original road." Zilu made a decisive decision, and a group of people quickly turned and rushed in the direction they had just come.

"Very decisive and smart, but it's too late." a voice sounded, and Mu Tian slowly came out from behind an ancient bronze gate to block the group of people.

"Hum, it's foolish for a king God of war to dare to say such big words."

A glorious god of war flashed and turned into a streamer. He slapped Mu Tian.

"Die for me."

Looking at the ferocious face and the glorious god of war with killing intention in his eyes, Mu Tian's face was very calm.

"Maybe you, a glorious god of war, are stupid to say these three words when you don't know how strong the person standing in front of you is."

Mu Tian suddenly punched out, and the original force bloomed in Mu Tian's fist and blew on the palm of the figure in front.

He can become a glorious god of war and has very good control over the combat power. The power of this palm is very strong. Unfortunately, he met Mu Tian who has the power of origin.

"The power of origin." Zilu looked at Mu Tian coldly, and his voice was full of shock.

"Don't be surprised. I wouldn't stand here without the power of origin." Mu Tian said softly and looked at Zilu in front.

"Give it all to me." Zi recorded a violent drink.

A group of people rushed, including a glorious god of war, and the rest were all the king God of war. Mu Tian punched out several times in a row, then stretched out his hand, grabbed the last king God of war in his hand, and then threw it out to block Zilu's way.

"Why, do you want to leave alone?" Mu Tian said coldly and looked at Zilu.

Zilu looked at the king God of war in front of him, and his whole face sank.

Snap——

With a broken sound of emptiness, Mu Tian suddenly turned and punched out, flying out the only glorious god of war and smashing it on a nearby bronze stone gate.

The bronze stone door was smashed open, revealing the scene inside. There were long rows of bookshelves, but the bookshelves were empty and there was nothing on them.

"I really didn't expect that a small team in the black tiger army of Langya Xianshan Pavilion could force me to this field." Zilu glanced at the room and said coldly.

Looking at the negative hand, Mu Tian slowly faced up to his Zilu. Mu Tian knew that this battle was inevitable. This sub record is very strong, even stronger than Henglu. It is also the glory of the God of war, but this sub record has stepped into the existence of the legendary god of war with half a foot.

However, Zi Lu still chose to leave this uncertain area first in a non blind battle like Zi Lu, even when it was clear that she was stronger, which showed that Zi Lu was cautious and calm.

Sometimes the avoidance is not advice, but the mentality of the strong.

Zilu's momentum is soaring. Originally he looked like a thin man, but now he has become a demon that can eat people. This is the gap. Some people are obviously weak, but they are shameful.

Mu Tian's face became dignified, and his eyes also showed his intention of war. This is the strongest opponent Mu Tian has met so far. This battle will not be easy. It is not even certain who wins or loses.

Zilu turned into a flash of light and rushed. The momentum was very fierce. The strong wind was like a sharp blade and directly cut Mu Tian's cheek.

The blood flew out, Mu Tian punched out, and the combat power surged away.

"If you don't use the power of the source, you are weak and vulnerable." Zilu's voice sounded coldly, and then Mu Tian flew out of his fierce combat power.

Mu Tian, who hit the ground, turned pale and retreated hard to avoid Zilu's continuous attack.

"It seems that you can't use this original power several times, so you don't dare to use it carelessly. You're afraid to run out of it?" Zilu sneered. His figure rushed like a ghost and slapped Mu Tian.

This Zilu's eyes are really easy to use. He saw through everything. However, Mu Tian had no other way at this time. This Zilu was a powerful mess. If he didn't use his original power, Mu Tian couldn't resist this Zilu's attack.

Mu Tian suddenly got up and punched out. The original power was really strong. The power of this punch was enough to compete with Zilu.

"I finally used the power of the source. It's too bad." Zilu fell to the ground and said faintly, "if you can understand one or two of the power of the source, you will be invincible under the master."

Indeed, the power of origin is the power of domination, which is far stronger than combat power. It's just a pity that Mu Tian can't understand the mystery of the power of the source. The gap between the power of the source and the combat power is just like the gap between the God of war mainland and the supreme mainland of the source.