Chapter 485： Hateful God's Rhizome

A strong person at the top of the law realm says not to deceive too much to the juniors of the world-shadowing realm?

This tone was a little weird, and he smiled silently: "Senior has been worrying too much, and now we are all caught in the stigma of the ancient times. We are allies on the same boat. Should we work together to fight against the roots of the gods, and what are we going to do?"

Old Hui Jiao was taken aback for a moment: "God's rhizome? You said that this weirdness was caused by the god's rhizome. It has appeared..."

The old gray dragon's pupils suddenly shrank and he stared in unbelievable silence. The puffed up body couldn't help but subconsciously stepped back three steps: "The battle in the bloodthirsty world is you fighting it?"

The strong at the pinnacle of the law realm are not weak, and once they are called, he quickly figured it out, which made him more afraid of silence.

The rhizome of the gods, in the legend, it is a demi-magic medicine, and even more so, it uses secret methods to refine its rhizomes to the real magic medicine level, mastering an incomplete principle of the great power.

This kind of existence is absolutely invincible when the Emperor Zhun can't come out!

However, it seems that the final result of that battle was that this outside human won...

"Yes, when I was fighting with God Rhizome, Qingqiu Country's Uncle Hui was by the side and wanted to sneak attack on me... Didn't the senior dare to follow, didn't see that battle, didn't know the existence of God Rhizome?" Asked silently and curiously.

Lao Hui Jiao's old gray face was extremely red, his origin was destroyed by silence, his strength was greatly damaged, and he must not dare to follow him!

But it is impossible for him to admit that he is not as good as his old enemy for many years. He straightened his body and snorted coldly: "Of course the old man knows, but I just deliberately made you think I don't know, so relax your vigilance."

"That's it, seniors are really clever, juniors admire it!" Silent thumbs up, repeatedly admiring.

Old Gray Jiao's face turned dark, and he really wanted to slap himself. What an excuse was too frustrating.

"Outside boy, you don't want to be cheap and you behave, the **** roots urged the ancient brand, it is because of you? It caused the old man to be so miserable, what are you doing?" The old gray Jiao insisted on killing him.

Silent and helpless, he folded his hands in a show of respect and said: "Seniors are really clever eyes, and juniors are here to ask for advice and break the game."

The old gray dragon laughed, laughing with disdainful sarcasm: "Sure enough, the blood buried ridge reappears in the ancient area, hundreds of times wider, and there are four spirits sitting everywhere. You can't get out, so I beg me. Head up.

But are you asking for help? Kneel down to the old man! "

Silence suddenly raised his head, his eyes were as bright as snow and sword light, and he looked straight at the old gray flood, "Do you want to die?"

Old Hui Jiao sneered: "Did you kill me?"

"I can't kill you, can't I kill your prince?" Silence also sneered: "Choose one of the two, who will die?"

Old Hui Jiao calmed down, if he walked alone, under the Emperor Zhun, no one could stop him, but if he carried the Jiao letter...I was afraid that neither of them would escape.

"What do you want to know?"

"This is not the first time that the ancient imprint of Blood Burial Ridge has appeared. Since you know the Four Spirits, do you have a way to crack it?" Silent said

Old Hui Jiao was silent for a moment, and said: "The brand is actually just a form of expression of the space avenue. I have no way to crack it, but if I can find the right space to borrow the node, I can go out."

"Space Avenue?" He muttered silently. Sure enough, these aborigines are the people who know this small world best. He is sure that the old gray floodwater must have a way to get out, so he gave in several times.

But he won’t deprive people of the last ray of life, otherwise, as the old gray floodgate said, flood dragons will bite people when they are anxious, which really pushes this old thing to the Jedi. Even if he is not afraid, it is for the Lloyd and others. A huge threat.

"Let's go, I won't kill you this time." Silent and stood up, facing the peak of the law realm with the pinnacle of the sky, showing confidence and calmness.

Old Hui Jiao's face became darker, and his murderous intent became deeper. He had killed many Unable to Sect disciples, and the hatred with Shen Mo was no longer resolved.

Silence let them go this time, it was nothing more than fear of his strength, and also wanted to use them to attract the attention of the gods.

If we see you next time, the two sides must be endless scenes!

But even if he sees through the silent mind, it will not help, because he now...does not dare to turn his face with Shen silent!

The crown prince of Daze Kingdom, when he first entered the Blood Burial Ridge, used to point at the river and mountains with enthusiasm, but at this time he was almost lonely. Seeing this scene, while angry, he couldn't help but feel a huge sense of powerlessness in his heart.

This man once said that once he defeated him, he really lost!

Even looking back at this moment, if it hadn't been silent and deliberately calculating the old gray flood, he might have died under that move!

"Don't look, those characters are not something you can predict. Before you break through the Quasi-Emperor Realm, don't make enemies with him!"

The old gray flooded and left, secretly transmitting his voice, but he didn't know what he thought of, his eyes flashed coldly, and he said: "You must enter the Quasi-Emperor Realm earlier than him...It's not without a chance in the future!"

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"Haha, I finally found you, outsiders, let's see how you die?"

The silence didn't last long before the voice of the gods' roots suddenly sounded. After the sea of ​​fog dispersed, ten blood vines fell down, blocking the silence and others from all directions.

An inexplicable aura radiated, majestic and terrifying, and full of blood, and actually pushed back the sea of ​​fog in a radius of ten miles.

"Where is your heavenly weapon? Take it out. Before the pure blood Tao fruit, my understanding of the road of blood was suppressed, and only then was you succeeded. Now, I want to convince you to die!" God Roots laughed wildly.

"Damn it, that old gray flood must have leaked our whereabouts!" Under the coercion of the Avenue of Blood, Yuan Yun was like a heavy mountain, his bones crackling, and he seemed to be about to kneel down, shouting unwillingly.

"We are rivals with him. It is common sense for him to entrap us. Don't worry, I have expected it."

Silent complexion was calm, and the bronze fragments were once again given to the Roy. The **** roots did not know the existence of the bronze fragments, and the coercion radiated indiscriminately, which would stimulate the self-awakening of the bronze fragments.

He ascended to the sky, millions of sword lights rushed into the sky, and the complete heavenly martial arts and the mighty power of the heavens were enough to offset the imperfect path of the gods' roots!

"Oh, ignorance, a martial skill, no matter how powerful it is, it has its limits. My great avenue is engraved in the source. How can you resist it?" The gods sneered, ten vines condensed into one, and it shattered the most powerful martial skill of silence. .

"Really?" Silently raised his eyebrows. At this moment, he had reached the height of the gods' roots and stems. He looked at the face on the trunk and took out a golden fruit.

The roots of the gods were startled, and most of the light like blood vines dissipated in an instant, and it cursed: "What is the ability to use my treasure to press me? There is a kind of open battle with me!"

"You have urged the ancient brand to kill me, do I still need to keep my hand?" After the pure blood Daoguo appeared, the silent Dao Ze perception was also suppressed, but he has a golden feather, enough to suppress this blood burial. The king of one hundred thousand years is dead!

Jinpeng has been flying out of the golden feathers, culling towards the roots of the gods, the terrifying fire and golden light shining hundreds of miles, and shooting down the roots of the gods, for the first time in 100,000 years, it shattered its mystery and pride!

"Wow!"

Just when the **** roots escaped the pure blood Dao fruit range and wanted to continue fighting for silence, suddenly, a terrifying beast roar came from down.

It was a white wolf with no hair on the whole body, but white scales, exuding a frightening cold light under the sun, obviously a powerful quasi emperor.

This is the reappearance of the ancient brand, but the power is reflected in the present world, just hitting the **** roots.

Encountered a blow from the quasi-emperor, even with a random roar, the roots of the gods were extremely uncomfortable, almost collapsed, and the dense leaves almost fell out.

"Asshole!" The **** roots gritted his teeth, unexpectedly he was hit hard by the means he inspired, and he was mad with hatred.

It gave a sullen look and dared not to fight anymore, and fled.