Chapter 1745： 4 Divine Extremes

Just the next day, Zuo Qiulu ordered the attack. This time he also left Zuo Qiurong and others to be the pioneers in front, but this time there was no division, and there were only two hundred men left.

Zuo Qiurong blasted away with his knife, and rushed away with more than two hundred people like tigers. There was preparation on the side of Youyan Land, and five or six thousand people in the heaven and earth **** array flashed up.

"kill!"

Zuo Qiulu gave a roar and took ten people to follow him. Although there were still deadly warning signs in their hearts, they could not take care of them so much and they had no way back.

"Hey ~"

Zuo Qiulu carried a halberd, and swept two or three hundred warriors with ease in a sweep. The ten were unstoppable, all of them released the attack, and thousands of people in front of them were actually stabbed to death over half a few rounds!

"Woohoo ~"

A low-pitched horn sounded, and the remaining 2,000 people flew down like a tree cricket, but all fled away with only a few blinks.

"what's the situation?"

Zuo Qiulu was afraid to move at this moment. Isn't the Land of Youyan mobilizing tens of thousands of troops? Why not resist them and let them in easily?

If something goes wrong, there must be a monster!

"go!"

Zuo Qiulu thought for a moment, and waved his hand to let Zuo Qiurong lead the team to fly in front of them. Following them, Shennian kept scanning around, searching for the potential crisis.

That's right!

The faint sense of crisis in their hearts has not disappeared. Zuo Qiurong said yesterday that as long as he enters here, there will be no sense of crisis. But when they came in, the sense of crisis was a little stronger than before.

They are powerful men who have walked countless times upstream of the line of life and death, and are very sensitive to crisis. Their hearts were extraordinarily heavy, and if there was no way back, all of them would have retreated long ago.

A group of people did not dare to separate, nor did they dare to go too fast. They flew northward in a straight line. All the people were searching everywhere, and they all felt scalp.

Because with the advance, everyone felt the crisis. And Shino didn't have it alone, and the silence was terrible. The more they are unknown, the more they are afraid. If they know what the enemy is, they may not be so panic.

"What else do they have?"

Zuo Qiulu always couldn't figure it out. Ling Qingyan and others had only three divine supremacy. Even if they could control one or two king beasts, they could cope. Can they become hundreds of gods out of nothing?

"It's getting foggy…"

After flying hundreds of miles, Zuo Qiurong in front of him suddenly exclaimed, Zuo Qiurong and others swept away, his face was more dignified.

There was a sudden fog in the mountain hundreds of miles ahead, and the fog was very thick, still blue smoke. This fog is obviously problematic and is a mystery.

"keep walking!"

Zuo Qiulu waved his hand, and there was a layout in front of it, indicating that the king of Yan and others were likely to be inside. As long as the three kings of the king were killed, the land of Youyan was won.

Zuo Qiulu never thought of breaking the array, because in his opinion ordinary fantasy arrays can't trap them, and the land of Youyan is not too strong in arraying. One of the eleven of them was an elder of the Master Craftsman.

A group of people continued to move forward, and soon entered the blue smoke area. The smoke rolled up and shrouded the sky, making the exploration of the gods' minds a bit difficult.

"Carved worm tricks!"

Zuo Qiulu had a sneer and sneered. If it was a powerful mystery, everyone's thoughts could not penetrate into the blue smoke at all, but they could barely detect it. This shows that ... this law formation is not too strong.

"Someone is lurking below!"

A divine supreme lip transmitted a voice to Zuo Qiulu, and the mocking of Zuo Qiulu's mouth was even stronger. He had already detected those latent warriors who were lurking. He didn't see it, pretending to be trapped by the mystery.

"Keep going!"

Zuo Qiulu gave a deep drink, and the divine thoughts were swept madly. After entering this mountain, he felt that the sense of crisis became stronger and stronger. This shows that the hidden strong is in the mountains, but what kind of strong can there be in Youyan? Can they all have such a terrifying sense of crisis?

"Well, there is a manor, there are many people outside the manor!"

After flying for several miles, the Divine Supreme once again spread the word. Obviously, the manor is the base camp of the army of Youyan Land, because there are at least tens of thousands of people gathered here.

"Stop it all!"

Zuo Qiulu suddenly drank at this moment, his face became even more ugly, his brows were frowned, his eyes were full of doubt, because ... he felt four powerful breaths in the manor.

Zuo Qiulu all felt powerful, it must be the divine supreme, but the land of Youyan has only three divine supreme. Where did one come from?

The most important thing is that one of the four is extremely powerful, and the deadly crisis he sensed came from this person.

"Four?"

The rest of the Supreme Divine Detectives have also detected them. They glanced at each other, and fear appeared in their eyes. It is impossible for a land of Youyan to emerge from the Divine Supreme, and the breath of this person is so terrible, there is only one explanation.

Lu Li is here!

"It's impossible!" Zuo Qiulu murmured. Only four months had passed, and Lu Li couldn't wake up based on common sense. Even if you wake up, you will definitely be so weak. How could there be such a strong breath?

Time passed little by little, and several people began to drip cold sweat on their foreheads. For them, Lu Li is an insurmountable mountain and a symbol of invincibility. As long as it's really away, even if it's about to give everyone a hundred courage to dare not approach ...

In everyone's mind, Lu Li has reached the combat power of Erjie Tianjin. The strongest left Qiulu is far from the realm of Erjie Tianjin. They are weaker. How can they dare to engage with Lu Li?

How many demons have died in Lu Li's hands these years? All three ten-winged demons were beheaded or killed by Lu Li, and the eight-winged demons are even more numerous. Their combat power is not much different from the eight-winged demon, and even the defense is not as good as many eight-winged demon ...

"go!"

Zuo Qiulu groaned for half a column of incense for a while, ordered her teeth. Zuo Qiulong, in the forefront, led the team helplessly, and everyone slowed down ten times, flying towards the manor little by little.

There are many warriors outside the manor. All of them are divine power and super power. These people are looming in the blue mist. Tens of thousands of people were unmoved, just sneerly looking at the sky, looking at Zuo Qiulu and others who were getting closer.

"Woohoo ~"

A ring lighted up in Zuo Qiulu's hand, and a black ball appeared, and his heartbeat became extremely fast at this moment, his body tightened to the extreme.

His thoughts spread out like water, and he slowly probed towards the four people in the manor house, and his sense of crisis became stronger and stronger.

His divine thoughts quickly swept across the four strong men on the manor square, and the three were still familiar, it was Ling Qingyan and the other two divine supremacy.

Zuo Qiulu, a man sitting in the center of Shennianzhao Square, is a man with a pale face and looks sick. His eyes are still closed and he seems to be taking a nap?

"It's Luli!"

Zuo Qiulu couldn't help exclaiming, and the rest of the divine supreme thoughts locked the person in the middle of the square. The man's eyes suddenly opened at this moment, and a sword appeared in his hand, which was a cold front sword. The sword in his hand shone, a violent breath permeated from him, and it looked like a sleeping dragon was awakened ...

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ps: The weather is warm and cold at first, the temperature difference is very big, everyone pays attention to the body, the old demon won the bid, and the fever was forty degrees ...

It was delayed for a long time, and there was a chapter at night. . .