Chapter 325： Blood Soaked King (2/3)

() Zhou Heng couldn't help laughing, and said, "Since they can break through the divine realm, naturally there is the inheritance of the divine realm, what are they staring at me for?"

"Stupid son-in-law, Lao Tzu just gave an example to show that the divine infantry in the ancient times is far stronger than the divine infantry of today!" He Liandong shook his head. People need to inherit the inheritance of the divine realm to reach this step! "

"So they will definitely shoot!"

"Yang Tian, ​​the old boy, can never be their opponent!"

Zhou Hengwei pondered, and said, "Senior, I have decided, you should leave with the wind girl!"

He has his concerns. Now that he is here, the forces of the infantile and territorial environment will naturally stare at him, but if he disappears, in order to force him out, his parents will inevitably be intimidated!

Never affect your loved ones!

Zhou Heng also has a hole card, which is confusing!

"Well, the people of Helian's family have never abandoned their husbands and wives!" Heliandong took a sip. "But, boy, if you dare to let the girl suffer a little bit, and hurt a bit of hair, Laozi will take your neck It's broken! "

The big man patted Zhou Heng's shoulder vigorously, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

Zhou Heng squinted his teeth, and He Liandong was absolutely intentional. He shot so powerfully and dazzled that his bones were moaning and almost broke! Old guy, wait for him to return to the Divine Baby Realm!

He slowly walked back to Wuge, frowning slightly, and the situation seemed more severe than he expected!

The black donkey said that there are almost a hundred ancient characters sealed in the source of time, but according to Helendon, this number must be at least doubled, and it is only human.

Although the sage of the heavenly **** is the divine infant realm king, can he meet two divine infant realms together, does he still have the power to guard Zhou Heng?

Moreover, if Helendong is right, the martial arts level in ancient times is much higher than today, then I am afraid that when the last baby state comes, it will stabilize the Holy One!

The saints of heaven have made great contributions to human beings. It is true that they are admired by the warriors of the entire human empire, but which of the ancient people would look at a younger generation?

In the ancient times, the situation was turbulent. There were such great men as the Emperor of Ancient Times, who will come to respect other people when they come from that era? Never!

Since it can't be ruled in the name and on the road, the rest can only depend on strength!

This is also the most realistic in the warrior world. Strength determines everything!

Although Zhou Heng had ambitious ambitions, he was not a gimmick, and he knew deeply what a strong baby was, and he couldn't help but return to Wuge quietly.

Two days later, Wu Ge's peace was finally broken!

Boom boom!

In the early morning, a terrible roar came from afar, but it soon became close and clear, leading all warriors to jump to a higher place and look towards the distance.

Zhou Heng is no exception, standing on the highest tower of Wuge and looking towards the distance. His side is Sang Qingshan, and the other is standing with his hands on his head. The image of a python dancing on his head is vivid and lifelike. great improvement.

A little farther away, Binghuangnv and Yang Zhan are separated from each other. They pay attention to the distance and occasionally glance at Zhou Heng with very sharp eyes.

Zhou Heng didn't care, he just stared at the distant east with a sense of uncertainty in his heart.

A dark shadow appeared in the sky, getting bigger and bigger, completely blocking the rising sun, and casting a huge yīn shadow on the ground.

With the approach of this shadow, the shadows cast by shè also became larger and larger, and they continued to spread and expand, as if to cover the whole under it.

"Aircraft!"

"Oh my God, there is such a huge flying weapon in the world!"

"Which power is this?"

In Wuge, exclaimed sounds everywhere.

With the approach of the shadow, it finally showed its true colors. This is a huge battleship, with a length of thousands of feet, a width of nearly a thousand feet, a black body, and the sun, it naturally looks dark and deep.

Zhou Heng hasn't seen a flying instrument, but such a huge flying instrument is too exaggerated!

He looked at Sang Qingshan and said, "Brother Sang, how big is your family's biggest flying weapon?"

"Less than one-tenth of this thing!" Sang Qingshan smiled bitterly, with a hint of shock in his eyes.

The larger the flying instrument, not only the more spiritual stones are consumed, but also the difficulty in manufacturing, the degree of material treasure, and the complexity of the matrix method, which greatly limit the size of the flying instrument.

After reaching the limit of one hundred feet, it is extremely difficult to increase the size by one inch each inch!

Magnificent level? Don't even think about it!

Zhou Heng nodded, this should be the forces from the ancient times! Only in that era was martial arts prosperous to build such a huge ship of such an amazing size.

Booming, this giant ship flew in the direction of Wuge. The huge hull was like a steel monster. Alas, the hull slowly opened eighteen holes, and each hole was pushed out by a thick one. The gun barrel did not aim at Wuge.

"Lingguang Cannon!" Sang Qingshan, Yang Zhan, and Bing Huangnu exclaimed at the same time.

"Ambush light?" Zhou Heng looked at Sang Qingshan.

"Using the spirit stone as the source of power, after complex matrix transformation, it can erupt at least the destructive power of the fetus!" Sang Qingshan explained to Zhou Heng, "The method of making this big killer has long been annihilated. How can it appear in the long river of history! "

Aura Cannon!

The visitor is not good, it is aggressive when he comes up!

In a loud noise, the airship stopped above Wuge and dropped a large film and a huge amount of pressure.

"This blood-soaked Tianjun, Yangtian, quickly surrendered Zhou Heng Junior!" The airship sent a loud voice.

God!

Turn the divine realm into a god, the divine baby realm into a god!

This is the supreme existence of a divine infantry.

"Sir, this is where Wuge preached. Please come back!" There was also a melodious voice in Wuge. Although not very loud, it was thought-provoking, like whispering in my ear.

"Hahaha, tens of thousands of years have passed, do today's warriors don't know respect for the elders?" The voice on the airship sounded again, "Yangtian, this seat gives you a face! Zhou Heng, the kid killed me, blood Son of Zong, sin cannot be forgiven. If you cover him, you will be the enemy of Poisoned Blood Zong, you can think clearly! "

Poisoned Blood Sect?

Isn't Poisoned Blood Sect a small sect of Long Yue Kingdom? Today's Sovereign is only the level of Linghai Realm, when did you run out of the power of a divine baby realm? Moreover, how can the Zongmen of Linghai Realm have such a powerful flying instrument?

Want to say that this blood-soaked prince is permissive? This is the only reason that people with low strength pretend to be strong sects. How can they be transferred?

Moreover, how so **** Tianjun's statement is so weird, it doesn't seem like the people now!

Everyone in Wuge is in danger. Many people have recognized the eighteen aura cannons. This is a super killer. The cannons are open at the same time, which is equivalent to the bombardment of eighteen fetal strongmen. Destroy Wuge in an instant!

"Originally, your lord is also an ancient character!" The voice of the saint of the heavenly sky sounded loudly, and a figure also flew from the martial arts, suspended in the void, but an old man with gray hair, with a sea-like breath on his body, People like Mu chūn wind.

"Quack, Yang, it's not easy to say that you have cultivated to the Divine Infant Realm, this place will say it again, and hand over Zhou Heng, this is the personal grudge of this son and this sect!" The blood-stained Tianjun did not show up , Just the voice came out.

"Sir, you are an ancient character. You should also know that Zhou Heng is the descendant of the ancient emperor! The descendants of the emperor, do you dare to harm it?" The sage of the heavens said suddenly, his voice turned into a holy sword, and he slashed at the giant ship in the sky Passed.

Although he has a great heart for preaching, he also has the mighty righteousness to cut off evil, and this sword is the result of his awe-inspiring momentum!

"Junior junior, dare to talk about the truth in front of this seat!" The soaked blood Tianjun snorted coldly, and a black light appeared arrogantly, swept away towards the holy sword.

Zi Zi Zi, under the strong corrosion, this holy sword was eroded and cleaned instantly.

"When this seat is vertical and horizontal, you still don't know where it is!" The black shadow flashed, and another person appeared in the sky, facing the celestial sage of the sky, a slender, dark-faced old man, but his head was black The hair fluttered, in stark contrast to the white head of the Holy One of Heaven.

"Sir, this is not your time now!" Said the Heavenly Saint lightly.

"Nonsense, where this seat is, this is the world of this seat!" Soaked blood Jun sternly said, "Yangtian, if you do not hand over Zhou Heng this son, then this seat will give you this martial arts court. Erase it completely! "

"Predecessor, Shangtian Wuge is a martial arts holy land. For many years, I do n’t know how many martial arts masters have been cultivated. We will promote our human martial arts and fight against aliens. If you dare not respect this cabinet, you will be the enemy of the entire human race!" .

The blood-soaked Tianjun glanced at him, and a sneer roused in the corner of his mouth: "The junior juniors also dare to scream in front of this seat, this world has really changed! Let this seat let you know that this world does not belong to you. Useless person! "

He stretched out his right hand ~ www.novelhall.com ~ into a huge black hand and grabbed at the original stone.

"Huh!" The holy sage of Yangtian roared, two air currents spewed from his nose, and two long swords were chopped towards the black hand.

"Sculpture of worms!" Soaked blood Tianjun hummed disdainfully, the black hand maintained the original momentum, and any two flying swords cut.

Hey, hey!

The flying sword was cut into the black hands, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, absorbed by life! The black hand opened wide and grabbed at the original stone.

Hum!

Yuan Shixiang's body flashed a light and shadow, forming a white egg shadow, but the black hand grabbed an empty space. The original Shixiang appeared outside Baizhang, exuding a strong and powerful momentum.

To conceive a fetus is to form a divine fetus. When the divine fetus hatches, it is the divine infant!

"Yangtian, this one last question, can you make it?" Soaked blood Tianjun said arrogantly, yīn's cold momentum suddenly enveloped. (To be continued.)