The palace is open!
All of us have bright eyes, but there is a real Huang inheritance hidden in it.
It is said that many great emperors want to observe and observe it, but they still can't find the secret nest of Zhenhuang. Unexpectedly, such a big chance was met by them.
Everyone was extremely excited, but at the same time, they had a big killing device in their hands. Naturally, there was nothing to say, just war.
In the face of this godless art, even brothers may turn against each other.
Even the jade hall did not attack any more. He looked at the gate of the palace, and his eyes could not hide his strong desire.
In his opinion, only in terms of individual combat power, he is the first master worthy of. Therefore, his only worry is the eight elders. After all, holding a big killing device like Firebird staff, he can attack the quasi cult leader level.
Must be on guard, and Yu Zilu, are not his eyes.
Kakaka, the gate of the palace is completely open, but the inside is completely invisible, only dark.
"Kill!"
I don't know who rushed out first and ran to the palace.
A scuffle will inevitably break out. You will be the first to rush into the palace.
"Get out of here, this is the chance that our fire skin clan has been waiting for countless years!" The eight elders did not care about Ling Han, and they all went to kill the hall.
They brandished the Firebird staff and launched the undifferentiated attack.
The fire skin people have already retired. Therefore, no matter how they mess around, they will hurt outsiders.
Now, the scene is chaotic.
The attack of the would-be leader was too overbearing. In the attack of Firebirds, the crowd fell down one by one, and they were vulnerable to a single attack.
Daozi, emperor and even the silver generation are so vulnerable to the attack of the quasi religious masters. If not for many people who still have talismans, the death rate would have increased by at least three times.
This makes the emperors are shocked. Although the emperor's skill is good, it can't be enjoyed. Isn't it a waste?
They returned to their senses and retreated.
At present, only eight elders, lianyutang and another golden generation, Shize, also known as emperor zize, are still attacking the gate. In addition, Ling Han is a little bit behind. He doesn't think he can get the inheritance of Zhenhuang if he rushes in.
The nine palaces were opened by little red bird. Does it have nothing to do with little red bird now?
So he let a bird come.
You go and have a good time.
By this time, the situation became clear as the number of people decreased further.
Eight elders joined hands to fight lianyutang and Emperor zize.
These two people are only two of the golden generation who still stay in the realm of spiritual transformation. However, it is not that they are weak in talent and unable to enter the realm of Mahayana, but they want to perfect the realm, so they have been suppressing the cultivation without breakthrough.
The two emperors joined hands to fight against the eight elders.
When it comes to the attack power, it must be the eight elders. The Firebird staff can play the power of the quasi cult level battle, which can't be compared with that of the golden generation. However, even the two of the Yutang are superior to each other because of their strong individual combat power. They are more flexible when they move around.
Therefore, one side has strong attack power, the other side is flexible body method, each other has advantages, just a draw.
The question now is whether the eight elders were unable to move the Firebird staff first, or even Yutang two people were exhausted. After all, the pressure on both sides was extraordinary.
When the battle was fierce, both sides summoned all the spirits and bodies. It was obviously a battle of ten people, but there were almost a hundred people on the scene, which became extremely lively.
"Come on, come on, who's going to bet on the other side." The big black dog immediately said, "take the emperor's side, one to three, and the old man's side, one to four."
"Bah, cheap dog, I'll make a bet on each side, won't I?" An emperor immediately rebukes a way, "you clearly want to do not admit account."
This is really a very simple truth, big black dog is a steady loss, why even open a gambling game?
Obviously, I want to make money.
"Cheap!"
"Too cheap!"
People are shaking their heads, if not Ling Han is still on the edge, they will rush to beat the big black dog to death.
The big black dog was depressed. When did these guys become smart?
Alas, there are too few fools these days. It's hard to make money.
Hum, just at this time, a breath suddenly came out of the palace and went in all directions. With a bang, everyone felt a strong sense of powerlessness from the bottom of their hearts.
All of a sudden, many people were shocked.
This breath is too strong, far beyond their life level, at least it must be the existence of venerable level.
There is a venerable in this place?
It's scary to think about it.Naturally, the battle between the eight elders, Lian Yutang and Emperor zize came to an abrupt end. They fought for the inheritance of Zhenhuang, but now there are some variables. Naturally, they are awe inspiring. They can't care about the battle.
Nothing is more important than life.
Hum, at this time, the breath again wave, like ripples.
"Stronger!"
"The breath is stronger!"
"My God!"
All of them exclaimed, which was too obvious. It was the same breath, but it became stronger.
Hum, that breath comes again.
Ling Han frowned, and the intensity of the breath increased. What made him uneasy was that the frequency of the fluctuation was also getting faster.
It's like just waking up from a deep sleep. There is a process from sleep to wakefulness, and in this process, the breath will naturally become stronger and stronger.
The problem is, this is Zhenhuang hall.
There is at least a venerable existence in it. Who will it be?
Real Huang?
No way!
For one thing, even if Zhenhuang is a great emperor, she can't live for so long. Moreover, the emperor is so strong that she can't suppress her life and live through endless years.
Second, if it is true Huang, this breath is not as high as the level of just respected?
He did not finish reading, hum, that breath came again, obviously stronger.
No one made a sound, no one moved. They just looked at the direction of the palace, and there was an indescribable fear.
Hum, hum, hum, the fluctuation of the breath became more and more urgent, and finally, it broke through the Holy Level in one leap.
Holy grade!
People's sense of uneasiness is even more intense. If a saint suddenly appears here and kills them all, then the emperor does not know who to revenge.
Boom, this breath waves like the sea, so that everyone is breathless.
"I'm back!" A voice suddenly sounded in everyone's heart.
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