Chapter 1384

The scene was silent, and the monk tenglongkou looked at them in disbelief. Chu Zhaonan and Zhao Ziqi's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Ben Shengjun led the three clans to take the lead in the bloody battle of heaven and sea, and now they want to" escort "to Shentian city?" Chu Zhaonan's temper itself is irritable. At the moment, he has a sense of killing moriran in his eyes: "I don't know who gave the order? For what? What is the purpose? "

Zhang Baoshi's laughter was like a night owl: "if the Song family wants to participate in Tiancheng, it's tiantiao."

"You have no right to know who gave the order. I'm not qualified to ask. I'm not qualified to see it! " "Take it down!" he said in a cold voice

"Who dares!" The three friars stood up and drew their swords to guard the two little masters. An elder of Yuanying grinds his teeth and points his sword at him. He says in a hateful voice: "Song family... What a song family!"

"As a family handed down from generation to generation, we are trying our best to rescue Tianhai. There are countless deaths and injuries. If you don't send your troops, now bite back! You are worthy of the Seven Realms! Worthy of three?! Worthy of the countless friars in the first World War of heaven and sea? "

"They're all looking down at you!" "This is the style handed down from generation to generation? What a great style

"It's such a big style. Why? Not convinced? " Zhang Bao's clothes all over his body soared and his aura curled wildly. The tip of his needle said to Mai Mang, "three orders against the army, seven boundaries against the army, and on the spot annihilation, none left!"

"If anyone dares to interfere, he will be guilty of the same crime as the three sects, and the whole clan will not be forgiven!"

Boom!! When the last word falls, friars of white tiger hall around the sky burst out a roar. Their magic weapons shine all over the sky, and runes spread quickly. In a few seconds, they wrapped the whole tenglongkou in a round light curtain. Occasionally, meteorites fly from the sky, reaching the light curtain and vanishing instantly.

"Those who resist will die!" Tens of thousands of monks chanted in unison, running like thunder, and each magic weapon went out to sea like a dragon, aiming at thousands of people in the three sects.

"This..." the monk stationed in tenglongkou on the other side was completely dull.

Middle aged Yuanying and tall and thin Yuanying, if you look at me and I look at you, I have an idea in my mind: something's wrong... Something's wrong!

No wonder sanzong was rushed to tenglongkou. This is to make it a place of execution!

What a big hand... How bold! What a domineering way to do it! Three young masters of class B sect dare to take it! Domineering, seven laws for them is a joke, this is the power of a class?

The middle-aged yuan infant trembled and walked for a few steps, but he was immediately pulled by Gao Shou yuan infant's sleeve. The other side turned pale and said in a trembling voice: "what are you going to do..."

"I..." the middle-aged Yuanying's mind was blank, and his lips were shaking: "we..."

"We can't do anything! It's Zhang Baoshi! It's Zhang Baoshi! Do you want to die with them? "

The middle-aged Yuanying trembled all over and finally came back to himself. He gritted his teeth and said, "but... We see this scene. Can he, his old man, still allow us to live?"

"Do you want to resist?" Master Yuan Ying's face was livid, and he was defeated: "resistance... There is a dead end. If you don't resist, there is still a way to live..."

"Step down... Let's all step down... It's not something we can participate in..."

The crowd dispersed in silence, and the palmist gave these people a pitiful look.

It's stupid

Although there is no life, you can at least die bravely.

After seeing this scene, how can you still dream of living?

Taichu's army is not far away, perfect venue, perfect scapegoat... Everything is so perfect, this battle will let everyone understand, who is the boss in the sphere of influence of Shentian city!

"My Lord." A Yuan Ying of the withered bones temple was biting his teeth: "at least we are also throwing our blood for the seven realms. When the Song family does this kind of thing, they are not afraid of the long mouth of the Seven Realms?"

"We are fighting for the Seven Realms in front of us, and you dare to stab such a knife!"

Zhang Bao made me laugh.

"Only the weak can place their hopes on public opinion." His hand slowly raised, and then a piece of green aura, such as a knife, suddenly rushed out. Where he passed, the void turned into layers of fragments.

"The strong are always creating public opinion."

Boom! The two fields erupted, with a vast and penetrating thunder above. Chu Zhaonan was surrounded by a boundless thunder sea. The white runes were wrapped in his almost illusory hands. Holding the twin guns of the king of hell, which became thunder and lightning, he could hardly see the shadow. However, he saw a flash of lightning, with a dull sound burst in the void, and directly split his palm.Dragon and snake do not stung. Heaven and earth fight back. The thunder passes by, and the night is bright. With this shot, the thunder roars and sticks to the body, forming a tens of meters tall thunder King Kong.

Below, Zhao Ziqi's figure completely disappears in the dark green field, haunted by endless soul fire. A huge skeleton, dressed in the emperor's robe, holds a bone sword. When the sword rises, thousands of ghosts sing together, and when the sword falls, the dark place is in the sky.

In a flash, the air becomes a sea of thunder and ghosts. Facing the palm envoy, the highest fighting power of the hereditary family, no one can underestimate the enemy.

In the loud noise, three magical powers collided together, and the bright brilliance blocked everyone's eyes. However, Zhao Ziqi and Chu Zhaonan's eyes were awe inspiring. At the moment when the three supernatural powers contacted, a clear Fengming resounded through the center of the supernatural power. Then, the two most powerful killing moves were broken.

When the waves hit the shore, the two were shocked, and their bodies were photographed for hundreds of meters. It's like a huge wave hitting an island. The long-term cooperation makes them feel smart. Zhao Ziqi looks at Chu Zhaonan, and Chu Zhaonan nods slightly. Then his figure flashes and disappears into black smoke. Chu Zhaonan has already stepped forward.

"To find the culprit?" Palm treasure makes light way: "asked this to make?"

"In front of a Taixu, who gave you the guts to go away?"

In the brilliance, his hand slowly exudes, but at this moment, his eyes flash slightly and stop.

Just above him, a huge cloud cave was formed. It was full of thunder and lightning. Chu Zhaonan's hair and beard are all standing, just like the thunder god coming.

"It's just a fake Taixu. How dare you call it a fake Taixu?" He grinned and said with a smile: "want to chase? Pass Laozi first

"Broken!" With a loud drink, his hands suddenly pressed, and a thunderbolt hand smashed down from the cloud cave, followed by tens of thousands of thunderbolt dragons and snakes.

"Why struggle to death." Zhang Bao's eyes are not sad or happy. Facing the thunder sea, he puts out his fingers and pinches them gently.

unseen.

I don't understand.

There is no mystery in this pinch, but a terrible spiritual pressure forms a wave that sweeps everything and spreads wildly. It seems to shrink into an inch and squeeze the universe into a square inch.

You can't see it with the naked eye, you can't capture it with the divine mind. Chu Zhaonan's heart suddenly jumped wildly. From this slight pinch, he felt a kind of extreme danger.

That's the taste of Taixu.

The void around him began to twist. He took a deep breath. At the moment when the giant claw and the thunderhand touched each other, the thunderhand burst completely and turned into a silver dragon, leaning like rain.

Karala!! Thunder Dragon turns the sky, electric snake ploughs the land, and it becomes a silver sea. Reflected the look of monks in all directions.

Most of them haven't seen Zunsheng's hand, and they haven't seen Zunsheng's hand at the top of the ranking. When the three people took the hand, they had no reservation and had a lot of waves. Gao shouyuanying looked at the terrible scene in the void and said in a trembling voice: "so strong... Can they... Can they defeat Zhangbao?"

"Impossible..." the middle-aged Yuanying said bitterly: "that's the treasure of emptiness... Under the emptiness is the existence of invincibility..."

At the moment when the last word fell, a green light came up from the vast thunder sea.

No time.

Bright and clean.

With awe inspiring brilliance, such as the boiling sun in the night, it is heart-catching.

"Scum..." the voice of the Zhangbao emissary did not change at all: "I dare to stop Taixu from beheading him. I'll give you the punishment of beheading him."

A clear sound of Fengming resounds through the void. The next second, a storm sweeping across the galaxy blows up without any sign or reason! All the people at the scene, all the buildings tens of thousands of meters around, even the stars, even the exclamations, were instantly annihilated in the strong wind.

Chu Zhaonan's pupils suddenly lock. In this sea of strong winds, a green phoenix rises from the moon. The stars make up its rainbow dress. The Milky Way weaves its feathers and grabs them gently towards Chu Zhaonan.

Go!! Unable to respond or capture, Chu Zhaonan's neck was full of blood, and his body was blown several kilometers by the strong wind of qingluan's dancing. He broke many things and then fell to the ground with a thump.

"Little Lord!" The monks of sanzong cried out in surprise. Just now, they were blown out tens of thousands of meters like dead leaves by the terrible wind. Most of them fainted. The monks who didn't faint immediately rushed up with red eyes.

"Did Ben make you move?" The voice of Zhangbao emissary sounded faintly, followed by the sound of breaking through the void, and the legs of several monks of Yuanying disappeared!"Ah The scream tore the dead tenglongkou. The friars in tenglongkou were pale and trembling at the execution. Several yuan babies fell to the ground like rag bags, covering their broken legs and screaming.

Zhang Bao Shi didn't look at it. He had a folding fan in his hand.

Jade is bone. On the fan, which is made of unknown things, there is a green Luan embroidered and carved. It seems ordinary, but it exudes a kind of awe.

"Roll up, scum." He looked down at Chu Zhaonan's direction: "it's not easy for you to escape death under the attack of Xu Xiangbao."

Chu Zhaonan was black in front of his eyes. He felt that his head and body were almost separated. His hands were shaking and he couldn't use his strength at all. A strange spiritual power in his body was boiling, which made him unable to use any spiritual power.

He reached out and touched it. His neck was so bloody that he could not feel how deep the wound was. He sat up with great difficulty. In the blurred vision, the pupils trembled violently.

One blow changes the sky.

The square in front of him is gone, no one, no square, only a piece of debris, as if torn by the giant of the wind. Countless friars flew farther away. Most of them were in a coma. A terrible spiritual power in the void made the sky tremble and blur.

"Bah." He turned his head, spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and sent out a divine sense with a bitter smile: "the 15th virtual treasure of the Song family! Fifty thousand years ago, it was formed by someone who took song Zuhua's road... Lihuo Bajiao... "

"The bearer is the top 20 Zhang Bao emissary... Ziqi, if you can't find him, you'll wait to collect the body for me!"