Chapter 1367： , If you can't beat it, you will be weak

At this moment, Lin Que and the two stood in front of the remains of the SSS-level deity, and they explored for a long time, but they did not find the entrance.

Lin Que stepped forward and kicked twice at the ruins.

"Nima!"

"Don't you leave a relic and die so that people can enter and sweep your grave?"

"Now, even the entrance door is hidden."

"Grab the bamboo shoots!"

When Xia Yuyan heard it, the corners of her mouth twitched fiercely.

Every time she was with Lin Que, she could refresh a new worldview.

They all came to dig someone's cemetery. Can someone open the door for you?

Lin Que: "Brother Chi You, stop diving, come out and find a way!"

Chi You: "Don't worry, this entrance will be opened soon, and you don't have to worry about it."

Lin Que heard the words with a dazed expression.

Could it be that the deity of this deity relic really ran out of the coffin board?

Not so much!

At this moment, there was a burst of sound from the rear.

The two of Lin Que quickly turned their heads, and their eyes were almost bursting.

"Old God Stick!"

In front of him, sitting on the golden throne without a leader, and between his hands, there was a large formation of inscriptions that suppressed the time and space beasts to death.

Every shot is accompanied by the death of a spatiotemporal monster.

"Lin Que!"

Wu Su also noticed Lin Que, a playful arc of humor formed at the corner of his mouth.

There is reincarnation in the way of heaven, and the heaven has spared anyone.

Stinky boy, you dare to burst my chrysanthemum❀, this time, it fell into my hands, right?

"escape!"

Lin Que grabbed Xia Yuyan's hand and was about to leave.

However, where no leader would give him this opportunity, when he raised his hand, a large formation of inscriptions appeared.

"Om!"

Under Lin Que's feet, an inscription shining brightly turned into a cage, confining them in place.

Next second.

Sitting on the golden throne without a leader, he passed through the herd and came to the two of them.

"Boy, we meet again."

Lin Que squeezed a smile on his face that was more ugly than crying.

Oh shit.

Lao Tzu has been involved in the turbulence of space, how can I still meet this old guy?

Damn it!

Must find a chance to slip away.

Lin Que suddenly pointed to the sky and shouted in horror: "Look, airplane!"

The headless turned his head subconsciously, and as a result, he found nothing.

When he turned his head, there was still Lin Que's figure.

"Fearless struggle."

As soon as the words fell, a burst of inscriptions lighted up under the golden throne.

Immediately afterwards, the void not far away was condensed, and Lin Que and Xia Yuyan, the two were tied into meat dumplings and fell on the ground.

No leader: "Boy, you keep running!"

"The entire floating island is shrouded by my formation, and your little tricks are all clouds in front of me."

Lin Que's heart was gloomy.

This time, I really played off.

No leader: "Boy, don't be sad, I won't kill you for the time being, you will have great use later."

After speaking, he looked at the ruins in front of him, his eyes revealed greed.

"The remains of SSS-level deities have only been unearthed in the world."

"God's will let me get you and break through the supreme realm!"

Lin Que was aside, looking at a crazy headless face, frowning.

Break through the supreme realm?

Could it be that there are really strong people above the Supreme Realm in this world?

Gods?

Isn't it so crazy?

Just as he was thinking, the headless in front of him slapped the armrest of the throne, and for a while, a large array of inscriptions lit up around the floating island.

The inscriptions encircled the floating islands, constantly cracking the seals of the deities' relics.

"boom!"

In an instant, the world trembled, and a white avenue descended right in front of the palace.

Lin Que: (ΘOΘ.).

I'm a good boy.

Are all the inscriptions so capricious?

Raise your hand and wave, come in bursts?

For a while, he had an immature idea in his mind, which became stronger and stronger.

"Let's go, let you take a look at the magnificence of this SSS-level deity relic."

When Lin Que heard the words, his face was full of resistance, and his body was **** like a pig worm, constantly squirming.

"Oh, don't be so polite!"

"This kind of good place, I won't be mixed up with juniors like me, you old man can go alone."

"Hey, don't do it!"

With a big wave of the headless hand, the force of the formation, holding Lin Que and Xia Yuyan, headed towards the white avenue...

the other side.

On the ninth floor of the Star Caverns, Li Xingyun and others are also intensively constructing fortifications.

Although there are only a dozen people left in the U.S., they have to guard against the presence of the one-hundred-level powerhouse Ai Xier.

He is also a genius, but the difference in soul power is a big level, and the combat power is not at the same level at all.

Yang Dianfeng: "You said, do we want to hit it?"

Bai Xiaohao shook his head: "The ninth-layer star veins were not found, and even the SSS-level deity inheritance did not appear."

"Going up now, we are not unable to pay."

They worked so hard to get to the ninth floor, so it's not worth it to go up like this.

Guan Dong: "You said, Ai Xier regained his vitality, will he come down?"

Everyone looked at each other and couldn't make up their minds for a while.

It's just that everyone's hands speed up, build fortifications, and search for star veins.

At this time, the U.S. side.

Aihir led a team of only 10 people, raging on the seventh floor.

Monk Bujie blocked the incoming Long Yan and roared: "Aisher, are you crazy?"

"You go to fight Lin Quede, why are you here to beat me?"

Aihir snorted coldly: "Hand over the star veins, otherwise, you will all have to die."

My mother can't beat Lin Que, should I tell you this kind of embarrassing thing?

If you can't touch it hard, then pinch your soft persimmons.

The monk Bujie looked angry: "You just can't beat Lin Quede, want to let us out of anger?"

"You found the wrong partner."

"Everyone, Kick King Kong and Devil Formation!"

"Here!"

More than a hundred monks, wearing robes, sitting on the ground, chanting Buddhist scriptures.

In an instant, a golden Buddha statue condensed between heaven and earth, holding various weapons, and appeared in the field.

"kill!"

sp: The cold is still not healed, my head is dizzy, really don't catch a cold in winter, it is very difficult.