Ultimate Martial Divine King

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Beyond the tomb of the Fortune Emperor, a huge tiankeng highlights the ancient and secretive potential.

The tiankeng is thousands of feet deep, and there is an ancient huge stone statue sitting inside, like an ancient **** guarding here.

At the moment, at the edge of the tiankeng, Xia Qingxiu frowned, staring at Ye Yao in doubt.

Behind her are Huang Fuhao, Su Li and others who are also confused.

Ye Yao bit her red lips lightly, and her handsome little face was full of worry.

Looking down at the yin-yang beast Noni at the feet, he sighed helplessly.

"Noni and I were picking 'Yin and Yang Grass' at that time. Brother Chu Hen was standing behind us, but when we looked back, he disappeared ..."

"How long have you been apart?" Xia Qing asked.

"It's been almost a month," Ye Yao answered.

"so long?"

Xia Qingxiu's fine eyebrows can't help wrinkling a little deeper. Nearly a month ago, she led the people of Linghuanggu to "Ran Xingyan" to open the ruins there. Because of Xiaoyao Sheng's previous reasons, Chu Hen did not go with him, but moved with Ye Yao here.

In other words, on the day of separation, Chu Hen and Ye Yao were scattered.

"I searched for a long time and I didn't find Brother Chuhen ... I thought he would definitely come out. Later, I will wait here for him, but ..."

"Don't worry ..." Xia Qing appeased Ye Yao. "Since you haven't been here for so long, he must still be inside."

Immediately, Su Li, who was sideways to the rear, and other disciples of the Phoenix Valley said, "Brother Su Li, please take someone to help find the whereabouts of Chu marks."

"Huh!" Sully nodded slightly.

As for the other disciples, they can't help but show a lazy look.

"Really, the tomb is so big. Where can I find such a person?"

"What is it? It's not us in Linghuanggu."

...

The crowd murmured in the back, with obvious dissatisfaction.

It is precisely because of Xiaoyao Sheng that in the eyes of the disciples of Linghuanggu, Chu Chen is particularly unpleasant.

Although the grave of the Emperor of Fortune is in front of you, even if there is an excuse to find someone, you can explore it. Prefer to go.

Sully frowned slightly, turning back and yelling, "Why are there so many words? A third of them are left, and the rest follow me ..."

After all, in addition to Xiaoyao Sheng, the only genius in Linghuanggu, Suli's discourse is more deterrent.

The people closed their mouths immediately and stopped talking.

"Sister Xia Qing, stay here for the time being, and I will inform you as soon as there is news." Su Li said simply.

Xia Qing nodded slightly, "Brother Rausuli."

"Anyway!"

Having said that, Suli raised his hand to the people behind him, and then led the disciples of the Linghuanggu to fly into the giant tiankeng below.

The crowds were so imposing that they seemed to be accompanied by flocks of eagles, rushing towards the huge stone statue in the tiankeng.

The ancient stone statues are like the ancient guards guarding the place. The complicated and mysterious rune secrets are swaying up and down, and the light beams projected from their eyes blend into the void to form a strange halo like a nebula swirl.

Every now and then someone flashed out of the spinning light.

...

"It's funny. Why did I find an outsider?"

"That is, if it weren't for that person, Brother Xiaoyao would not have been missing."

...

While expressing their dissatisfaction, everyone in Linghuanggu approached the entrance to the tomb.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, at this moment, Jiuxiao Sky suddenly stunned with a shocking loud noise.

Everyone's heart strings trembled, and they looked up into the void subconsciously.

I saw that the vast sky was exuding layers of strange space rhythms, winds and clouds, and nebulae like tides.

"Om ..."

Immediately afterwards, for example, the morning dawn running through the sky, and the auspicious auspicious shuttle, a bunch of dazzling golden gods are pouring down from the thick dense clouds.

"That is?"

Su Li, who had already arrived at the entrance, and other spirit Phoenix Valley disciples suddenly stopped in shape.

I saw the wind rising from the Changlin, the mountains trembling, in all directions, clouds and tumbles all over the sky.

There is a mysterious and long mysterious trumpet sound in the heavens and earth in all things.

Such as the call of the ancient battle song.

"Om ..."

The turbulent Jiuxiao Sky is venting Wan Dao Xia Guang, and in that shroud of light, the clouds are separated, and a magnificent sky like the mirage of the city is looming above the void.

In the sky, there is a towering tower of towering sky.

Founder of the battlefield, extremely style.

It's like the ancient palace cymbals of Panyu.

"Oh!"

"hiss!"

...

Followed, the golden scales shone and dazzled.

Two huge fierce ghosts emptied from the east and the west, one dragon and one python ... The dragon python confronted, entangled in the air, exuding an extremely powerful majesty.

...

"Dragon Python is here, calling ... the Jihad is on?"

Sully shook his fists, and there was a touch of light in his eyes.

The disciples of the Phoenix Spirit Valley are also cautious, showing a sense of astonishment.

"Holy, the holy war is on, and the final decisive battle is coming."

...

The dragon python is now called up.

The opening of the jihad stage indicates that this jihad call is coming to an end, and it also means that the final duel is coming.

"Is the jihadist call coming to an end?" Xia Qing softened her eyes and her red lips touched.

Ye Yao aside was also surprised.

The words just came down, and then one after another the sharp figures swept across the sky and gathered in the same direction.

...

Good fortune palace, outer palace.

The vast abyss canyon is filled with strong Emperor Yanjing, and the slowly flowing nether river at the bottom of the abyss is like a magma originating from the center of the earth, exuding a dangerous and mysterious atmosphere.

In the abyss.

There are ancient sculptures of giant stone statues.

At this moment, strange circles of space rhythm invaded from the outside.

"Wow ..."

One after another, powerful figures on the statue opened their eyes.

"this is?"

"The Jihad is on?"

...

The awakened crowds got up one after another and looked at the others around them, one by one, the flames of light were burning.

"The jihadist conquest is finally over." Han Yunzong blew a deep breath and murmured in a low voice.

"I'm looking forward to fighting with you!" A faint voice came from not far behind him. Ji Tao, the thirteenth in the Fengyun list, was tall and straight, with a cold temperament like a swordsman on a rainy night.

Yizhou shook his head with a smile. He didn't say anything, despite his ranking in the situation list, he was more than ten times behind Ji Tao.

Without replying to Ji Tao, Yizhou lifted his eyes slightly, but turned his attention to the giant hand sculpture ~ www.readwn.com ~ The statue of the demon hand that exudes the power of the sky is protruded from the rock wall, showing the power of control The three figures of two men and one woman on the top have already stood up.

The three holy kings of the God of War Palace, no matter where they are located, will be Haoyue stars.

The light is shining.

However, at this time, the eyes of the three of them also gathered in the same position.

On the sculpture of the Great Sword next to the Emperor Yanjinge River and in the emptiness of the sky, the vague back seemed to be in the mist.

"Almost there? Should ..." Helian, the executioner, stroked his chin and smiled lightly.

"Otherwise we'll go first," said the priest, the **** of war, Jiliang.

Xingshu God of War Akagi Ling smiled coldly, "Then go first! As long as you are not afraid he will kill you."

...

"Oh!"

The voice did not fall here, and the abrupt rhythm of the octagonal squares spread out like a mountain-like momentum.

The crowd in the whole abyss was all shocked, and an indescribable sense of fear spread directly in their hearts.

What a terrible breath!

...

Ji Tao and Yizhou are also frowning lightly, staring at the back.

In the distorted space, the blurry back gradually became clear and clear. The power from the other person was like a big invisible hand that choked everyone's throat, making people breathless.

"This momentum is afraid that it has reached the peak of the ninth stage of the Holy King Realm ..." Ji Tao exclaimed in a deep voice.

Yizhou also sighed weakly, "It's a terrible monster ... It's only half a step away from that."

"Om ..."

The next moment, a circle of majestic dark blue light swirled, and with the incomparable torrential weather, the front of the figure suddenly opened his eyes, and the deep and cold eyes revealed the heart-warming momentum.