Chapter 1027

At the edge of the burial Island, two elders stood on the edge of the altar with their hands on their backs, waiting. If the stratum breaks, it's really a thorny problem. It's not an ordinary seabed rock stratum. It's good to plug it in case of an accident. There are countless crystal stones buried here and spiritual veins like streams. If they are damaged, it will directly affect the stability of the overall spiritual pulse and the guardian array of the buried God Island.

They prayed for small problems and a chance to remedy them.

Alas! It seems that the 100 year comfortable life of Zhutian temple is not a good thing. After a long time of comfort, it is easy to breed arrogance and conceit. The prosperity of Zhutian temple has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in the East China Sea. Under normal circumstances, no one dares to provoke, but "strong people are afraid of horizontal, horizontal people are afraid of death". This rogue truth is vividly displayed in front of the noble and powerful Zhutian temple, It's a joke for them. It's time to give an alarm to the authorities of the Zhutian hall. But that day, the king's palace was also killed. What's the point of running back after a while? Even if he escapes back to the Chifeng refining area, the Zhu Tian Temple will never stop. He will have to spit out as much as he eats and take his life.

At this time, the altar glowed faintly, and two elders outside were gesturing to the inside.

"Come back so soon?" the elder beside the altar wondered whether the crack was not enough for the rate, or there was a big problem? They didn't think too much. They pressed their hands on the altar and opened the prohibition.

Buzz! A majestic light flickered, and the ancient and huge altar soon appeared fuzzy figures, but... Not two, but one! "Eh?" the two elders' faces changed slightly and their hearts were not good. Subconsciously, they were about to close the altar. At a critical moment, the ghost King rushed out first, and the two soul forces roared towards their souls like mountains. The two elders were stiff and screamed like lightning, and their souls were out of control, prompting the spirit force to rush frantically towards the altar.

The strong light of the altar boils and sprays into the sky, illuminating the edge of the dark burial God Island.

One after another, the figures rushed out and stepped on the cold earth of the burial God Island.

"Ah!" the two elders screamed in pain. They looked at the coming figures one after another, and were shocked and angry. When they saw Qin's life, their heads were almost blank. Their spiritual power was out of control. They poured into the altar until it was completely exhausted, and the strong light of the altar also bloomed towards the extreme. The strongest Temple Lord, King Qinglong, successfully crossed the altar and came to bury God Island.

"Bury God Island, meet again." Qin Ming chuckled, absorbed his rich spiritual power, and couldn't say changshuang in his heart.

"What a burial island. The psychic power is going to form a fog." the Green Dragon King was overjoyed. Such a psychic environment is the most suitable for breakthrough. Tianwu double heaven... Can I really get there?

"Enjoy yourself." the old hall Lord waved his hand and played a bright star, which led the endless darkness towards the vast island.

The star field quickly shrouded the high altitude of the island. Every plant, mountain and water here, as well as the guardian elders, were included in the consciousness sea of the old hall Lord.

When the shrill scream sounded, all the other elders who were repairing the landscape in the ruins looked here in the distance. The sound made them feel deeply uneasy. When the darkness invaded and the stars came, their faces suddenly changed, almost turned around at the first time, and rushed frantically to a large array of "array eyes" not far away, releasing turbulent energy and roaring there.

When the array eye is activated, the general Hall of Zhutian hall will get a signal.

The stars fell like countless meteorites across the sky and bombarded each elder. Before they could get far, meteorites came everywhere, and all eight elders died miserably, but the surging energy still touched the array eye.

Qin ordered them to ignore it. Once the burial God Island is destroyed on a large scale, it will certainly touch the guard array, which will happen sooner or later. Excited and excited, they rushed forward like a sweep. All the lingguo were plundered, the mountains and forests were destroyed, the earth was broken, and the mountains were wiped out. The princes lined up in a line and marched from south to north.

One treasure after another was startled, strands of soul silk soared into the air, and powerful voices echoed in the awakening.

However, once the treasure appears, even if it only needs to spread some fluctuations, it will be found and controlled by the princes. As soon as the soul silk appears, it will be caught by the ghost King across dozens of miles and hundreds of miles, dragged into his mouth to chew and swallow. As soon as the waking voice appears, it will become a sad scream.

The burial Island sealed the treasure for thousands of years and bred the spiritual fruit for thousands of years. Since then, it has been destroyed.

The Heavenly Sword king and his disciples moved forward in a "destructive" manner. With each step, they dug a hundred meters into the earth, connected with each other, destroyed the earth, and pushed forward horizontally.

"Jue Ying" followed closely to pick up the leak. Although they have obtained a lot of treasures, who would be too few. If they can reach two or three treasures, each of them has the confidence to enter the holy martial arts and will go further. But looking at the barbaric way the princes pushed forward, watching the "frightened" emergence of treasures, their hearts fluctuated and their faces flushed. God, earth, when can treasures appear in such batches? This is not a treasure hunt. It's just farming and digging potatoes! Wen Yang followed him blankly. This is the burial island of the Zhutian temple. The Zhutian temple, which he had been eager to enter countless times, was "ravaged" in front of him? But... Excitement, excitement, ecstasy, all kinds of complicated emotions poured into his head and spread all over his body. He found himself... So much like this feeling.

Qin Ming and Tong Yan joined the promotion team of princes, enjoying the passion of wanton destruction and the excitement of plundering babies.

Even the princes and their friends who came with them were red with eyes stimulated by the scene in front of them. They had never seen so many treasures in the sea for so many years. The most important thing is quality! Feel the ancient meaning and amazing spiritual power of those treasures. It is conceivable that some of them may be stronger than what they have now. If we can go back to closed refining, our strength is likely to increase again. Although they had heard Qin Ming's introduction that there were many good places here and were ready to make a fortune, they were still excited by the scene in front of them.

According to preliminary estimates, the treasure reserves of the buried God Island may even be no worse than those of the Ziyan family.

"Take it away. There's no one left. Brothers, don't forget to bring some to the generals of Ziyan family."

"Ha ha, let's eat some meat and leave some soup for them."

"Dig!! dig deep!! dig 100 meters and push forward!"

"The front group sweeps the ground, and the back group follows the excavation. Don't waste any on the ground and underground. Cheer up for me."

"Knife, be reserved! Your shouting makes me very restless."

"King ziluo, your skin itches?"

"Ha ha..."

The princes shouted loudly. They were really stimulated by the treasure in front of them.

In the canyon deep in the island, the master of the old hall stood in front of the alchemy room and stopped the old Weng who came out.

Old Weng looked at the distance. It was vigorous and hot. The earth shook and spread all over the island. There were shouts and howls. Living bandits came into the village to rob money, food and women.

"Heavenly king hall?" Weng looked at the old hall owner.

"Come with me and go back to Ziyan family."

"You have my disciple?"

"Still alive."

"What if I refuse?"

"If you die, so will he."

Old Weng looked at the old hall Lord for a while, turned and walked into the room: "wait a minute, I'll clean up and salute."