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That night, the news came back to the king of war.

The latter did not make any statement on this.

The next morning, the seven disciples gathered in front of the warlord palace, waiting for the king to appear.

Behind each disciple, there are three Dharma protectors.

Fang Chen three people, follow behind the stars and moon, in the last row.

They could feel the innumerable evil eyes coming from all directions.

In this regard, the barbarians glared at each other, and Qinghou ignored it directly, but Fang Chen seemed indifferent.

The eighteen Dharma protectors of the six disciples are all Xuanguang martial artists. They can be cleaned up by Qinghou alone. I don't know where their confidence comes from.

"A bunch of idiots." Green Hou shook his head and said.

"Yes, you can deal with all this rubbish by yourself, brother Qinghou." Barbarism and humanity.

Although their voices were small, they were heard by the other eighteen Dharma protectors.

Their faces suddenly darkened.

"Well, are young people so rough now? You don't even know how to respect your elders? " One of the Dharma protectors of the elder martial brother relies on the old and sells the old ways.

"I don't know where the mole ants come from. They dare to make trouble in front of the war palace. If it wasn't for the king of war, I would have killed you with one slap."

The barbarian couldn't stand the stimulation, so he was furious and ready to fight.

However, he was blocked by Fang Chen.

"Why?" Fang Chen shrugged his shoulders and said nothing.

The savage's anger gradually calmed down.

"Well, I'll see."

When he said this, other Dharma protectors were even more sneering. He thought that the Three Dharma protectors that Xingyue was looking for were too accurate for losing water.

"Younger martial sister, what did I say? You are the Three Dharma protectors. You can only play with your guns. If you really go to the battlefield, you will be the first to escape. " The fifth elder martial brother said with a smile.

"Younger martial sister, it's still time to protect Dharma. The Third Elder martial brother carefully prepared three Dharma protectors to ensure your safety." The Third Elder martial brother went to Xingyue and said in a low voice.

Star Moon politely shook her head and refused.

"Younger martial sister, you know what the situation is now. Do you think you have a way to live just by the three of them The Third Elder martial brother did not give up and continued: "if you can promise to associate with me, I will certainly persuade other senior brothers to stop targeting you."

Fang Chen, who had been motionless, heard this sentence, his face changed for a while.

In the depth of his eyes, there was a trace of killing that was not easy to detect.

"You are not worthy of your sister-in-law." Savage character burst, said directly.

In Blackstone prison, the strong are respected and the fist is big.

Barbarians have been used to this rhythm for a long time, but these guys are not as good at their accomplishments as they are. They just rely on the prestige of the king of war. Barbarians hate this kind of people most.

So, merciless irony.

"You..."

The Third Elder martial brother's face was gloomy and he was just about to speak.

Suddenly, in front of the Warlord's palace, the gate opened, and the rumbling sound came from under the ground.

"What a shock."

Fang Chen frowned slightly, quite surprised in the heart.

It is worthy of being the ultimate worshiper. Such means are amazing.

The vibration just came from the ground, ordinary people can't see it at all.

Only Fang Chen, see some clues, that is the legendary pulsation of the earth.

Even with his current cultivation, he can't do this.

Foot on the earth, the use of internal strength, the earth's resonance, so as to form a regular pulse.

Every pulse can trigger landslides and tsunamis.

It's no exaggeration to say that if the king of war wants to kill them, that pulse just now is enough to kill them all.

This is the horror of the extreme one.

Moreover, it has been infinitely close to the strong of ancient gods.

Countless people's eyes fell on the gate of the war palace.

A cloud of black fog, flying slowly out of it.

Surrounded by black fog, a shadow is like a shadow.

"King of war?"

Fang Chen widened his eyes, and his divine sense spread, trying to explore the black fog.

Strangely enough, however, the divine consciousness disappears before it gets close to the black fog.

"Great."

After seeing the king of war with his own eyes, Fang Chen had a new understanding of the former.

The prestige of the king of war is much stronger than that of the Xiu family.

This is the real ultimate venerable, but subject to the special circumstances of Blackstone prison, can not break through.

Otherwise, once you step out and absorb the strong power of the origin contained in heaven and earth, you can break through to the realm of ancient gods in minutes.

At the same time, all the people present felt depressed.

They can't help but step back.

Standing in front of the seven disciples, at the same time boxing, "see the master."In the dark fog, there was a voice of vicissitudes. "Today, with the war soul pool open, we should try our best to find opportunities."

The king of war cherished his words like gold and was not willing to say anything more.

The rules that should be said have been said for a long time.

They all understand. The next step is to open the war soul pool.

Whoa!

Fang Chen could see that the palm of the king of war was stretched out in the dark fog, and there was a faint golden luster on both palms.

Whew!

with a flick of his finger, the king of war suddenly burst out with a flat golden light, and bombarded the void opposite the palace of warlord.

Tear!

The void tears, the black hole appears, and a pool of black liquid gradually emerges.

The pool blocks the black hole, and the breath of terror escapes from it.

"This war soul pool is a little strange."

Feeling the breath released from the war soul pool, Fang Chen said slightly.

He had never been to the jihadis, but he had heard of it.

The jihadists can cultivate their fighting spirit and develop their own school. The war spirit in the war soul pool is constantly surging, which has the meaning of jihadi.

Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo!

In the blink of an eye, the war soul pool was calm.

"Open."

In the dark fog, the voice of the king of war came out.

Tear!

There was a whirlpool in the calm black liquid.

"Go in."

First of all, the eldest disciple, with Three Dharma protectors, entered the whirlpool.

Then there are the second disciple, the third disciple and so on.

Finally, it was the turn of the seventh disciple, Xingyue, who took the three Fangchen into it.

In the process, black fog did not say a word.

His eyes have been on Fang Chen.

"Interesting."

After the battle soul pool was closed, it disappeared and many warriors scattered.

The king of war was suspended in front of the palace and grinned.

As the extreme worshiper, he saw through Fang Chen's whole body at a glance.

"Kendo's potential is extremely adverse."

The king of war murmured.

He also found the body of ten thousand swords, which did not attract his attention.

The only thing that surprised him was that Fang Chen's Kendo potential was the most powerful one he had ever seen in his endless years of practice.

Even if he was once called the sword God, the sword saint, the sword madman and so on, he was not as good as the guy in the dark light.

Boom!

The void trembled, the clouds were thick, and the breath of depression was diffused.

A virtual shadow suddenly appears above the warlord palace.

"King of war."

This shadow, only a huge head, big eyes, looking at the king of war.

The black fog on the latter disappeared quickly.

"What are you doing here?" The king asked.

"It's been 100 million years. Don't you want to try it?"

The king of war changed his look and immediately shook his head and said, "is it not enough to teach a lesson a hundred million years ago?"

"What? Does the king of war, one of the five great kings, know to be afraid? "

The big head in the sky said, "we are trapped in the Blackstone prison for endless years, and we will never be able to leave here. Even if you become one of the five kings, so what? Not a prisoner in the eyes of others? "

They are like birds, even if they are smart, they will be caged by their owners.

"King of Qing, I am different from you." The king of war sighed.

"How different? Even though we have different paths of practice, our goals are the same. " The huge head lost his dignity and said, "has the war spirit of the king of war been consumed by the years?"

"You still don't understand." War King's way.

"I don't need to understand anything. I just know that the king of war is timid."

As soon as the voice falls, the huge head shadow disappears in the air.

Although there was a lot of movement, none of the warriors in the land of warlord saw this scene.

Looking at the place where the king of Qing disappeared, the king of war was absorbed for a long time, and the prestige of the world powerful disappeared. Instead, he had a lonely and pale face.

"King Qing, why don't I want to leave here?"

King Zhan said, "I've been trapped for so long. Why not wait?"

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