Chapter 3655

"Be careful, push the door open!" Taoist zuomu and several other small powerful people were nervous. Taoist zuomu said to the powerful people with two hammers in his hand. "Look inside for me!" The little sky strong man with the two hammers in his hand directly released the two hammers in his hand, and the two hammers, which were estimated to be ten thousand jin, smashed hard on the ground. There are several deep cracks on the hard rock ground. I'm afraid the two huge hammers are at least ten thousand jin heavy.

"Be careful!" The other two strong men in xiaozhutian world nodded, one on the left and the other on the right, ready to help him resist the attack.

"Elder martial brothers, help them keep an eye on it!" Jiang Caiwei also nodded to Fu Xing and Zhao Fugui, indicating that they were on guard. These friars in the small heaven world are all Qi luck points. One person is worth 100 Qi luck points. There are about ten of the strong ones in the small heaven world, which can be counted as 1000 Qi luck points. For Jiang Caiwei, the top monks in Jiaolong hall, there are not many thousand Qi transportation points, but the key is that this mission of xiaozhutian must ensure the survival of more than three xiaozhutian world powers. Before the final battle, there are only about ten of those who are strong in the sky. At present, the strength of the strong heretics is still unknown, especially the strength of the archdeacon, which is a considerable variable. If the strength of the heresy is too strong, it will be hard to say that some of the monks will be able to keep some of the strong people in the small world alive.

The problem now is not that there are too many strong people living in the small universe, but that there are too few strong people living. For the monks, the strong people in the small universe can't afford to die. If they can keep one, they should try their best to keep one. "Click, click, click!" The friar with heavy double hammers beside him said softly, pressing his hands on the huge door with great force. Blocks of hard muscles, like rocks, bulged high, and the terrible force burst out from those hard muscles. The huge stone door made a twisting sound

, and then was slowly pushed open.

But at this time, dark things flew out from behind the stone gate, and the two little sky strongmen who were guarding the strong man suddenly changed their faces.

"Be careful!" The two strong men in the small world escorted the strong man who pushed the door and immediately backed away from the two big doors.

"That's the head?" Others were on guard, but when they saw what had been thrown out clearly, they suddenly looked ugly. The dark things that were thrown out were all heads, at least a dozen of them. Most of these people don't know Zhao Fugui, but there are also some people they know, such as the monks of Jinxing. There are still seven of the twelve friars who carry out the mission of xiaozhutian, and five of them are dead.

Among the five monks who had died in the war, three heads were mixed in the dozens of heads. The other heads, Zhao Fugui and Jiang Caiwei, they did not know each other. However, it was obvious that those heads belonged to the strong ones in the small universe.

"It's the ghost hand who passed them on!" The strong men in the small world were shocked and yelled, obviously recognizing the origin of these heads.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" Just when these powerful people in the small sky world were shocked, a sharp air burst from the two huge doors.

In the blink of an eye, black spears shot out from behind the huge gate like black lightning, directly at the strong people in the small universe who were uneasy because of the sudden appearance of their heads.

"Get out of the way!" Zhao Fugui's eyes were cold, and he rushed to those dark spears in a moment. Zhao Fugui didn't care about the death of the strong people in the small world, but they were involved in whether the task could be completed. Therefore, Zhao Fugui couldn't let the strong people in the small world die.

After all, this mission requires at least three strong people in the small world to live. Now that the gate has not entered, Zhao Fugui doesn't want too many strong people to die.

"Be careful!" Left wood Taoist they a few also immediately reaction come over, quickly dodge of dodge, resist of resist.

"Boom!" Zhao Fugui's figure flashed fiercely, and the air within ten feet was suddenly condensed, which was directly compressed by the strong wind pressure. A spear was hit by Zhao Fugui's fist, which was the same as the metal spear burst instantly.

"Bang!" The explosive metal spears spread wildly, and the randomness of the spears and the strong wind pressure condensed together, directly interfering with more than a dozen spears around, so that those spears followed the explosion, and even more spears deviated from the original direction.

Zhao Fugui knocked down at least half of the spears with one punch, but the rest of the spears still went on shooting into the dark, hard at those strong people in the small world. "Get out of the way!" Zuomudao let out a shout, and a black whip came out of his hand. The whip was like a spirit snake. It entangled the two spears and threw them away. The strength of the spear is amazing. Taoist zuomu has to withdraw from the spear after knocking down four spears with a whip. If he doesn't withdraw, he will be seriously injured under the spear."Ah At this time, a shrill scream came out, and a spear pierced the body of a strong man in the world. The power of the spear was so amazing that it directly nailed the body of the little celestial strongman to the wall more than ten meters away.

"Help!" Seeing that the strong of xiaozhutian world was killed, Jiang Caiwei cried out anxiously. Three flying swords were cut out instantly, and a dazzling spark burst out in the air. Jiang Caiwei managed to cut off three spears and saved a strong man in xiaozhutian world. Several other friars also shot at this moment, they and several strong men of xiaozhutian world together stopped most of the spears. However, even so, there is still a strong man in the small universe who is nailed to the wall. The strength of those Spears is amazing. Nearly one foot long spears are nailed to the hard rock wall, and almost all of them are deeply inserted into the rock wall.

"Brother Ma is dead!" When they came back to their senses and found that there was no new spear to attack, someone looked back at the man who had been nailed to the rock wall and cried out in a voice of grief and indignation, "brother Ma and other brothers will not die in vain. The pagans will certainly pay the price. Come on, let's go in! " Taoist zuomu took a deep breath, restrained his indignation, slowly exhaled a turbid breath and said that the core of the heresy was close at hand.