v11 Chapter 131： Sage of Zulong's Secret Realm (Second, ask for a monthly pass!)

Chapter 131: Saints in Zulong's Secret Realm (Second, Ask for Monthly Ticket!)

Zhong Shan and Xun were the first to arrive in Zulong.

With the opening of the entrance of Zulong's secret realm, within the entire Zulong's secret realm, the situation changed for a while. Around the world, there was a huge shaking of Reiki.

Peerless powerhouses retreat everywhere.

The entrance is in the west of Zulong's secret.

In the western territories, countless strong people felt the direction of the powerful breath and stepped out one after another. In a magnificent dojo, heaven and earth are full of vast blue power.

Central hall entrance.

A man in a blue robe stepped out, followed by a group of disciples.

"Hey saint, this time the world is full of spirits, and a hundred disciples in Youlan Holy Land have been wounded!"

"Master, this breath is so strong, have other saints broken into the west?" A disciple behind the saint Youlan asked.

"Stop being restless, wait for me to return!" The Saint Youlan said lightly.

"Yes!" Everyone answered immediately.

The blue sage disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.

Zulong Secret Exit.

As soon as Hu and Zhongshan came in, they immediately began to feel the laws of the world, and their subordinates quickly adapted to the laws of the world. Feelings are different from Daqian World.

As for the battlefields on both sides below, no one cares about it, because this red and blue camp cannot reach the eyes of Tong and Zhongshan.

Zhongshan felt. Stepping down, Zhong Shan frowned slightly.

The heaven and earth altar is gone. Can't feel the heaven and earth altar here? This is no longer the world.

At the same time, Zhongshan also felt the veins of soldiers.

"Oh!"

A white vein appeared behind Zhongshan.

The power of heaven is still available, but Zhongshan felt that the veins of this soldier seemed slightly different from the outside world.

The veins of Zhongshan's soldiers quickly disappeared, and Wang Ku, Jin Peng and others quickly showed their own veins.

"Holy King, I can't gather the heavens!" Dao Rentu surprised.

Looking at others one by one, Tao Rentu was shocked to find that he couldn't, why? How can it be?

Everyone was surprised to see Dao Rentu.

"Heaven Emperor, Chen can't consolidate the power of heaven!" Bai Qi also said.

There are no pressures on the ancient immortals, because they themselves cannot gather the power of heaven and earth, but they are extremely surprised at the situation of Bai Qi and Dao Ren Tu.

"Huh!" I nodded.

Seems to understand what is going on.

"I see!" Zhong Shan nodded.

Dao Ren Tu will not say more. Obviously, before entering the ancestral realm of Zulong, he learned from the corpse that the heavenly path in it is only one-third of the world, while Dao Ren Tu and Bai Qi just happened No longer listed.

A group of people, Da Qin and Da Qin, constantly conformed to the heaven.

This scene can scare people on both sides of the battlefield below.

"Heaven, heaven, heaven!" The leader of the red armor exclaimed.

Heaven? Body fit? The leader of the red armor naturally understands what this concept is, and the strong man who can fit into the heavens is also the most top-level existence in this world.

But in front of a group of people, so many people can fit into the sky. So, who are they?

The gas on both sides was afraid to breathe, and no one dared to speak.

"Sir, how do you feel now?" I looked at Guiguzi.

Zhongshan also looked at Guiguzi. After all, he is the only saint in the world.

The face of Guiguzi suddenly appeared, and the vague feeling disappeared. Guiguzi pulled up his hat and covered his face.

Gently shook his head and said, "Here, the Thousand World Thrones have disappeared. The minister is no longer a saint!"

Everyone was amazed, this place can even be deprived of the position of saint? Zulong's secret realm is extraordinary.

At a time when everyone felt the Quartet, suddenly, a few strong breaths rushed in the distance.

"嘭!" "嘭!" "嘭!" ………………

A gust of wind blew past, and the eight strong men stood in the air, looking at the sudden group of people in amazement.

The eight strong men looked at each other. Obviously, these eight people also knew each other, and they should be the famous strong men nearby.

Two emperors? And that big hole?

"Who are you? Who is in the court? What is going on here?" One of them suddenly called.

A high-pitched tone was spoken from that population.

"Go!" Jin Peng snorted.

With this humming, a bitter chill filled the body of the group of people, and the eight were suddenly shocked and horrified.

The eight people looked at Jin Peng in horror, and heard Jin Peng's strength from this sound, and his sense of insight was shaken back by Jin Peng's sense of consciousness.

Eight people were frightened for a while. Who was this group? Why is that person so strong? And it still looks like a subordinate. The subordinates are so strong. What about the two emperors?

The eight didn't dare to say more, and gave a small gift to Zhong Shan and Xun, and landed quickly.

However, the leaders of the two sides in the previous battles showed horror. Is it true or false? The eight people Zhongshan and his party didn't know each other, but they made it clear that these eight people were the peerless strong men all around, and they would be polite by three points when they saw them in their holy places. Is this just being scolded?

The people who came are still going on, more and more. But at this time, less and less dare to provoke Zhong Shan to be kind, because those eight people willing to fall behind have already made many people understand everything.

Zhong Shan and Yan Ke ignored the crowd, but continued to feel the world. The heavens and the earth are abnormal, you have one more understanding and one more strength.

"Oh!"

Another powerful breath came. This time, the breath is much stronger than just now.

As soon as it came, the squashed trees that were under pressure folded back, and a bigger pomp came out, and the world was blue.

The man in white was very handsome. Standing there, an invisible breath burst out.

"That's the disciple of Youlan Saint, quiet?" One of them recognized it, exclaimed.

"Quiet? Zuxian Quiet?" Exclaimed another strong man.

Ancestor? Zuxian seemed to ignite the excitement of the powerful. One by one showed extreme worship.

Of course, only the latter group of people were worshipped, and the leaders of the two armies who had fought earlier were speechless at this moment. So, how do you say this? Is Zuxian great?

Of course, although the leaders of the two armies disdain the marvel of the strong, no one dares to talk at this time. Because there is no qualification.

"Which sage do you belong to? Why did you come to the West? You know the turmoil just now?" You quietly whispered.

Behind the quiet mind, suddenly a heavenly path emerged, fitting into the heavenly path, a powerful blaze rushed towards Zhongshan and others.

Strong breath? Ancestor?

Is this breath useful to Zhongshan and He? There is no need for the two to take action, and Wang Xi and others are standing in front, and the people of Daqin and Daxi cannot be affected in the slightest.

Wang Yan stepped forward, his quiet face changed.

"Zu Xian? Are you also Zun Xian?" Quietly solemnly said.

The Quartet strong already hold their breath, this group of people also have ancestors?

"Go!" Wang Yan said in a deep voice.

Wang Xi's words fell away, and the Quartet's strong were in a daze for a while. What tone is this?

"Well, you want me to go? It depends on whether you have that ability!" Quiet arrogant arrogance.

Behind Wang Yan, a voice of dissatisfaction came suddenly: "Noise!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ye suddenly understood what He meant.

"What did you say?" Quietly shouted.

Don't say that quiet heart is the saint and disciple's respect and superiority. Just because of his strength, who would dare to speak to him like this today? Noise? Dare to say I'm noisy?

"Huh!" Wang Yan didn't want to talk to him anymore. The Emperor was already impatient, and he had to get rid of him immediately.

Spying his hand, Wang Ye pulled his blood sword from behind.

As soon as the blood sword came out, a monstrous murderous flooded the Quartet. Feeling the blood on the sword, the Quartet's strong face all changed, because in the moment that the sword pulled out, people seemed to feel an infernal hell, and the call of countless ghosts was miserable. This, how many people will kill this to form evil Heavy sword.

The opposite solitary heart also changed his face. But it was more angry.

In the west, the west is the area of ​​the blue sanctuary. What are these outsiders?

"kill!"

Wang Ye stepped, fit into the heavens, blood sword in his hand, a sword waved.

"Boom ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The expanse of emptiness shattered, and a sword stabbed away, rushing towards the other side.

Quiet heart's complexion changed greatly. Before the sword arrived, it became the first. A strong war will drive the quiet heart into a cold.

"Boom ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Quiet heart quickly took out the sword to resist. There was a loud noise, and the quiet heaven was shaking wildly, and the quiet heart flew hundreds of miles away. Most of his clothes were shattered, his hair was shed, his face was pale, and his mouth was bloody. The long sword in the quiet heart was cut off and completed, fulfilling its mission in life.

One sword, one sword severely hurt the meditation?

In the distance, the quiet face is incredible, how is it possible? How could this be? I am Zuxian, I am Zuxian! How could he hurt me with a sword? Impossible, impossible.

It's incredible not only the quiet meditation, but also the countless later strong men below. Many strong men shrank their necks after seeing this sword. Fortunately, they fortunately did not know how to be a bird. This group of people is too wicked.

Wang Jian defeated the quiet meditation with one sword, which was particularly inadequate. The long sword danced, and once again cut to the distant quiet heart. The powerful sword was full of endless killing.

With a sword out, the sky is full of ghosts, such as a monstrous battlefield pressing towards the quiet heart.

The strong man has been speechless for a long time now, and can only watch this scene with his mouth open in amazement.

In the distance, the quiet heart was sweating too much. Looking at this scene in horror, he quickly took out the weapons and wanted to resist, but the ancestors in Zulong's secret realm seemed to be weaker after all. Wang Xi opponent.

Although Wang Xi was not long into the ancestors, his path was completely out of combat, and his fighting power was much higher than that of the strong players of the same rank.

"Boom ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

There was a vacillation in the void, and the battlefield-like world uttered by Wang Ye collapsed. A great force blocked Wang Jian's sword. A huge black hole appeared in the void.

Wang Yan closed his sword and waited.

On the opposite side, after the black hole was filled, another blue robe slowly appeared. The face of the man in the blue robe was clear, like a mortal in his thirties, his face was indifferent, and there was a glare of self-importance in his eyes. Looked solemnly at the opposite group of people and Zhongshan.

"Thank you very much, Master!" Quiet and lingering, he quickly worshiped the blue man who was coming.

"You blue sage, is that blue sage?" Below, a strong man exclaimed.

saint? Actually a saint? The strong man was excited below, the strongest being in the world, saint, saint also came?

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