Chrono Prison: Lao Tzu is the warden

Earth, where the high-flying tiger died, the three human gods of war belonging to the ** rushed to the world.

The place is in ruins, broken walls and ruins.

Thick black smoke enveloped, and the dark red fire swayed, like stars flickering in the dark night.

Gao Feihu’s headless body was still kneeling on the ground.

“It seems that with just one blow, he killed Gao Feihu.”

The Great Elder’s eyes were solemn, although he was a tenth-level human war god, if he wanted to kill Gao Feihu, he also had to make five moves.

“Yes, there are no other injuries on Gao Feihu’s body, which means that it is caused by completely crushing strength, this person is too terrible.”

The second elder sighed, “Do you want to find the killer organization to investigate?” ”

“No need, the most hated thing for a strong person of this level is to be tracked by others, and it is still unknown whether it is an enemy or a friend, so be careful.”

“Now that the zombie family is getting stronger and stronger, the tenth royal-level existence is faintly born, and the balance between humans and zombies will be completely broken, so you can no longer make enemies, if possible, make every effort to win over!”

The Great Elder said in a deep voice.

“But Goofy?”

The Third Elder was a little unwilling, because Gao Feihu was his subordinate, and he had the most hope of breaking through to the tenth-level genius in the future!

“Foolishness! I give you guts, you go for revenge? ”

The Great Elder glanced at the Third Elder coldly, “I see that you have been a little power-hungry in recent years, so let’s go back and retreat for a year.” ”

Hearing this, the three elders’ faces were livid, but they did not dare to say more.

“It’s not good, Great Elder, the zombie tide has broken out!”

Suddenly, a girl in military uniform ran over, her pretty face covered with paleness and anxiety.

“What!”

The Great Elder’s pupils shrank, “These guys are actually ahead of schedule this year, check it, there are still teams outside the wasteland?” ”

“There is one, it is a newly established extraordinary squad.”

The girl in military uniform said quickly.

“Extraordinary Squad.”

The Great Elder frowned, and then as if he had thought of something, his eyes flashed, “Is the newly emerged Psychic Department Chen Liuli in that team?” ”

“Yes.”

“Trouble, the appearance of the zombie tide must be accompanied by the royal-level zombie beast, even if we hurry up now, it will be too late.”

The Great Elder’s face is ugly, the psychic system is an excellent weapon to deal with zombies, because the spiritual thinking of ordinary zombies is very weak, and the psychic superpowers can be easily manipulated, thus turning the tide of the battle.

The royal-level zombie beast was comparable to the tenth-level human god of war, and the three of them couldn’t leave here easily.

“Do your best, let it be fate, second old, I want you to run and do your best.”

The Great Elder looked at the Second Elder.

“Well.”

The second elder nodded, and then grabbed the girl in military uniform and flew towards the direction of the wasteland.

“Psychic department.”

The Great Elder shook his head.

Because the psychic superpowers belong to the existence of one in a million, they must try to save it whenever possible.

It’s just that what the Great Elder doesn’t know is that it is this decision of his that makes ** Future completely stand on the top of the Federation.

……

When the Chrono Prison was opened again, the strong people in the multiverse also sensed it.

Angelic civilization.

In the huge white-gold palace, a two-winged angel queen sits quietly on it.

At a certain moment, as if she had reacted, she suddenly opened her eyes, and then her brows furrowed slightly.

“Such a powerful world will, although it is very strange, but there is a disturbing sense of depression, is there a dark civilization born again?”

Her name is Kesha, the queen of the angelic family, the wielder of power.

——

In the pitch-black endless universe.

A huge spacecraft is moving fast.

There was a huge and spacious space in the cabin, and above the throne, a one-eyed freak frowned.

“Great Lord Poros, has something happened to me?”

The servant next to him asked.

“Palpitations, long-lost feelings, a terrible existence resuscitation.”

Poros stood up, he was tall and strong, and his muscles were as indestructible as steel.

“How many light-years away from Earth.”

“It depends on which Earth, the Overworld, and the Subworld.”

“Whatever.”

“Yes, if it’s recent, it’s 30,000 light years.”

“Well, I hope there are opponents worth fighting there!”

Poros clenched his fists, and his huge eyes showed a strong fighting intent.

——

Corpse Soul Realm.

The courtyard that belongs to the captain alone.

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekoku, the founder of the Thirteen Team of the Corpse Soul Realm, his life is equivalent to the history of the Corpse Soul Realm.

He was standing in the courtyard, the beautiful cherry blossoms falling and rippling in the clear water.

“Weird feeling, very strange, but very familiar.”

“Do you feel it too?”

At the gate of the courtyard, a striking figure quietly arrived.

He wears glasses, short brown hair and a gentle smile on his face.

Yamamoto’s old hair drooped, holding the wooden staff in both hands, and slowly said: “Blue dye.” ”