In the strange calm, Jiang Ci and others approached the third palace of Fengdu mountain.
"Tomorrow palace!"
We looked at each other and finally got a normal name.
The two palaces in front, either Jue or Sha, don't sound like Shandi.
And the future palace in front of us brings us a sense of light.
Deep in the palace, there is a bright fire, flashing, as if to dispel the gloom here.
"What about the Freedom League?" Shulun wondered.
Other people are also looking around, very quiet!
There will be no fighting in the Palace tomorrow.
"Have they already broken through?"
"It can't be so fast!"
They spent at least half an hour in the first two stages.
Even with the help of the soul bell, the people of the Freedom League can't rush past in a quarter of an hour.
"Be careful, everyone!" Jiang CI reminds us.
He didn't relax his vigilance. His sharp sense told him that there seemed to be a terrible existence in the palace, and he had been watching them secretly.
Xuantian and others nodded solemnly, and they also felt it.
But it's all here. It's obviously impossible to go back.
This time, we must keep all the people of the Freedom League here!
Then, we carefully close to the palace of tomorrow, obviously feel that the temperature is rising.
Inside the palace, it seems that there is a real flame burning.
When we get to the gate of the Palace tomorrow, it's still very quiet. Is it really safe?
They went to Mingtian palace and found that it was different from juetian palace and Shatian palace. There was no gray fog in the Palace tomorrow.
Taking the ghost road as the dividing line, in the deserted space on the left side of the palace, there is an ancient tree with white skin and red leaves and luxuriant branches and leaves.
Ancient trees exude inexplicable breath, as if they have existed for many years.
This is not the focus of Jiang Ci and others. Their attention was attracted by the scene on the right, and they finally understood why there was no movement in the palace.
On the right side of the deserted space, near the ghost Road, lies a nearly ten meter high alchemy furnace.
Under the alchemy furnace, there is a dark blue flame burning.
The flame looks gloomy, but the temperature is very high. The source of fire in the Palace tomorrow is here.
There seems to be something in the alchemy furnace.
At this time, Yuan Qingshan people, shaluk and Ivan, as well as another director of the liberal alliance wearing a mask, were sitting cross knee in four directions of the alchemy furnace.
Four people's hands, are constantly pinching.
The seal of spiritual power is constantly patted on the alchemy furnace.
"Is this alchemy?"
Jiang Ci and others flashed this idea in their hearts, and they were a little surprised.
Who's the other one with the mask? How could the Freedom League have two spiritual warriors?
Yuan Qingshan, who is covered in black robes, has noticed that Jiang Ci and Xuantian are catching up, but he keeps calm.
"The pill will be ready. What's the use when it comes?" Yuan Qingshan people sneer, he said to shaluk and others: "you first stop the people outside, the last few seal I will complete."
Shaluk and Ivan are hesitant. Who knows if the people of yuanqingshan will be willing to kill the donkey.
"What? You don't believe me? " Yuan Qingshan people's voice was a little cold, that kind of gloomy, as if to merge with the gloomy around.
"We naturally believe in the people of Qingshan in Yuan Dynasty, but you have to do it as soon as possible. We can't stop it for long." Wearing a mask, Ma Jinhai stood up first and walked to the ghost road of the Ming heavenly palace.
Shaluk and Ivan looked at each other and followed.
Believe it or not, who let the strength of Yuan Qingshan people the strongest!
The remaining six directors of the Freedom League, led by Feng Xuan and Sam, are in a tight position to prevent Xuantian from attacking.
Tomorrow, on the ghost road outside the palace, Jiang Ci and Xuantian have already made a decision.
After some observation just now, we can confirm that there is no danger in the palace!
Otherwise, the people of the Freedom League would not have been in it for so long.
"Rush in!" As soon as Xuantian's long sword was lifted, his momentum broke out.
This is the place to solve the Freedom League!
A total of eight Yun Ling masters of the great Xia Kingdom rushed into the palace directly along the ghost road and attacked the people of the free alliance.
"Feng Xuan!"
Jiang Ci's eyes are fixed on Feng Xuan, who is the first truly powerful enemy he met when he just set foot on the road of martial arts!
Although the positions of the two sides have been reversed, Feng Xuan has not been his opponent for a long time.
But the enemy is the enemy, no matter how great the disparity is, it must be solved!
"Kill
Without any soft hand, Jiang Ci's speed increased abruptly and disappeared in the same place.
"Jiang CI!" Feng Xuan was frightened and wanted to dodge.However, a sword light with his unimaginable speed penetrated the space and penetrated into his chest.
Poof!
One shot, two seconds!
A-level warrior, now under Jiang Ci's hand, is chicken.
In terms of the speed of killing, Xuantian can't match him.
After Jiang CI killed a man, Xuantian's knife just came out
At the moment, Jiang Ci's hand also shocked the remaining five directors of the liberal alliance.
These five are all A-class fighters from foreign countries. Headed by Sam, they have no idea of resistance and turn around and run away.
"Can you escape?" Jiang CI has no expression on his face. Now no one can escape his pursuit!
This scene, let Xuantian and Li Bai and others, see a little stunned, as if without their hands, Jiang CI alone can solve.
"This boy always feels that he will surpass me next time..." Xuantian shakes his head.
"Ha ha, it's not feeling, it's affirmation!" Huang Kun laughs.
Other people also laugh and don't say anything like jealousy.
Because we are all those who are at the peak of the martial arts of the great Xia state. We are thinking about the future of the great Xia state. Naturally, we hope that there will be more and more talented martial arts like Jiang CI.
In the distance, after the speed of Jiang CI spread out, it couldn't be stopped.
The five remaining directors of the Freedom League fell down again.
Five seconds at most. Those two are going to die.
At this time, shaluk and Ivan, as well as Ma Jinhai, who was wearing a mask, came.
Ma Jinhai pinches out a fist seal and attacks Jiang CI directly.
"Well?" Jiang Ci's side attack.
With a keen sense of mind, he found some familiarity in the man wearing the mask.
"Ma Jinhai?" Jiang CI broke the identity of the other side.
Last time he went to Ma's house in Chang'an Prefecture, he had a short fight with Ma Jinhai and remembered the breath of each other.
Ma Jinhai has a certain connection with the Freedom League, but after they catch up with the people of the Freedom League, they have never seen Ma Jinhai.
In addition, the man wearing the mask, like Ma Jinhai, was the cultivation in the middle of Yunling.
So Jiang CI concluded that 99% of this person is Ma Jinhai!
"Hum!"
Ma Jinhai snorted angrily. He did not hide any more. He directly used his best palm technique and left Jiang CI in a rage.
His hatred for Jiang Ci and his intention to kill Jiang CI seem to be integrated into these handprints.