The Way of the Immortal Master

The two old men of gods saw Zhang Weineng and Zhenjun Liu Qi flying towards the palace. They immediately seemed to be crazy, regardless of the various attacks that fell on them, desperately trying to stop them.

The two old men rose into the air and were about to fly back into the palace.

Meng Zhang saw the timing and threw the Spirit Snake Spear in front of him.

The old man with tentacles kept vomiting a lot of blood in his mouth.

He is exhausted and exhausted, but he is still desperately trying to derive.

Picture after picture appeared in his mind, all scenes of him being killed in the next moment.

This is a mortal situation, and there is no way to recover it.

He smiled miserably, refused to accept the fate of mortal, and had to struggle one last time.

Including the Spirit Snake Spear thrown by Meng Zhang, several attacks fell on him, blasting him into powder, and completely no bones.

Meng Zhang had his own careful thinking about killing this tentacle elder first.

The rules of heaven in Junchen Realm seemed to encourage each other to kill each other.

Taking Meng Zhang as a human being, it is impossible to hunt down other celestial masters among the cultivators for no reason.

He had known for many years that Gu Yue Huaidi of the Gu Yue family of Great Wind City was a celestial clerk, but he had never murdered her.

But the Heavenly Secret Master in front of him was not a cultivator, let alone a human race.

Hunting the gods is the righteousness of the human race, and it can't be the most legitimate.

Meng Zhang's shot to kill the opponent can also be regarded as responding to the sky and walking the way for the sky.

The only pity is that the death of the tentacle old man was not the result of him alone, other people also exerted a lot of effort.

The old man with tattooed face struggled with serious injuries and finally entered the palace before Zhang Weineng and Liu Qi Zhenjun.

Zhang Weineng and Zhenjun Liu Qi kept walking, still rushing towards the target.

Not to mention that the tattooed old man was already seriously injured, even if he still had strength, Zhang Weineng would not be afraid of him.

The other primordial primordial true monarchs also chased after him, followed the old man with tattoos, and rushed to the palace.

Meng Zhang, who had recalled the Spirit Snake Spear, was also like everyone else, who wanted to rush into the palace.

Suddenly, he had a strange feeling, warning of Dasheng in his heart.

It was not the first time for this kind of whim to be warned by the spirit consciousness. Meng Zhang stopped advancing with ease, and his body quickly retreated.

The feeling of danger came too fast and too urgently. Apart from giving priority to himself, he had no time to remind others.

He only had time to urge the Void Cauldron a little bit, and violently pulled Wen Qiansuan who was closest to him.

Wen Qiansuan also rushed into the palace to stop the deity's actions.

He felt a huge force pulling himself from behind.

He was about to struggle, but he sensed that the strength came from Meng Zhang. He was taken aback for a moment. Out of trust in Meng Zhang, he didn't have any resistance, and let this force pull him back.

An unprecedentedly powerful **** flame in the palace skyrocketed, and the whole palace burst open all at once.

The extremely powerful explosive force swept across the four directions, and all the cultivators who tried to rush past became targets.

These primordial primordial primordial monarchs reacted extremely quickly, while releasing various body protection instruments and spells, while quickly retreating, trying to avoid the power of the explosion.

But because the explosion came too suddenly and they got too close, they couldn't completely avoid the explosion at all.

The terrifying air wave blew everyone out one after another, far away from this mountain.

Almost everyone felt qi and blood rolling and couldn't control their bodies.

Even if Meng Zhang, who reacted first and made an evasive action in time, was injured by the power of the explosion.

The colorful Xiaguang robe on his body flickered continuously, removing most of the power of the explosion.

The remaining power of the explosion only made him spit out blood and suffered a little bit of injury.

Wen Qiansuan was pulled back by Meng Zhang, and at the same time he used his ability to form a line of thoughts, and set up a defensive circle in front of him.

The circle was easily destroyed under the power of the explosion, but it also helped him bear most of the damage, making him hurt much less than he thought.

Almost all the primordial primordial true monarchs present suffered injuries of varying severity.

When they finally stabilized, the huge palace had completely disappeared in the explosion.

Most of the tall mountain was missing, and a huge mushroom cloud appeared above it. On the remaining small half of the hill, a huge circular pit appeared on it.

What **** descendants, what palaces, what blood sacrifices, as if they had never appeared before.

Zhang Weineng rushed the fastest, half-footed into the palace when the explosion occurred.

Even though he had the highest cultivation level among the people present, and there were many magic weapons on his body, he still couldn't avoid serious injuries.

A lot of Yuanshen Zhenjun was injured and it wasn't the worst.

The worst thing is probably due to the impact of this big explosion. This small world slides to the underworld faster, and it is simply unstoppable.

Regardless of their injuries, Zhang Weineng and Liu Qi Zhenjun began to try to find a way to prevent the small world from sliding into the underworld.

After the rest of the Yuanshen Zhenjun stabilized the injury ~www.readwn.com~ also joined the discussion.

At this time, regardless of their respective positions, everyone is doing their best to make suggestions.

But after discussing it for a long time, they didn't have a good idea.

The power of a small world quickly sliding down is so great, even if it is a powerful move, it may not be able to stop it.

If all the true primordial spirits present are not injured, they are in good condition. They all organized, laid down the magic circle, and worked together to cast the magic together, which might prevent the small world from falling.

But under the current circumstances, they simply can't do this.

Nothing else, at least the two groups lack trust between each other, and they will not cooperate wholeheartedly without reservation.

Everyone is afraid of other people's **** and skidding, and even pulls their hind legs deliberately.

What's more, their injuries are not light, and some unlucky ones can't be healed in a short period of time.

Since this small world slipped into the underworld, there was no way to stop it, then everyone would have no object of contention, and naturally there would be no reason to be hostile.

Zhang Weineng simply directed the monks under him to go around in the small world and search as soon as possible to see if he could gain something.

Naturally, Meng Zhang and the others did the same thing and did the same thing.

As this small world speeds up and slides into the underworld, getting closer and closer to the underworld, more and more Yin Qi begins to infiltrate into the small world.

The living instinctively dislike the environment of the underworld. And even if everyone has a certain amount of space shuttle, continuing to stay in the small world for a long time, there is a certain degree of danger.

The space turbulence encountered by the small world in the process of falling, the upcoming collision of the small world and the underworld... will all produce many crises.

Without staying in the small world for too long, Zhang Weineng left the small world with his men.